Chapter 978

But master Chen never thought that a miracle had happened!

He, who has always been calm, has the impulse to burst into tears. The surprise is too sudden. At this time, he can support without concern. Even if he tears his face with Wang Zhen, it doesn't matter.

With such amazing talents, not only the martial arts school of Guowei, including the strength system of internal force, is in the future.

Master Wang could not resist his old face. It was not that he wanted to act like a fool. He didn't admit what he had said. So far, what can he do besides sadness?

He just hoped that I could bow my head and apologize, so that I would not be too embarrassed. Unexpectedly, I would not give him any face. His face, in the capital city, is the gold lettered signboard. However, it is not easy to make it...

with Zhou Ziang's tragic death, it means that there are no contestants who have been promoted to the top three in this competition!

"Cough, it seems that jingwutang hasn't had such a bad result since the opening of the competition?"

"My mother, the martial arts pattern in the capital will change."

As the saying goes, it's not too big to watch the bustle. Generally speaking, it's held in one's own venue, with some state bonuses. Before the competition, many people are guessing that Jingwu hall is likely to win the top three. Under all kinds of crazy "milk", the result is the opposite. It's a big problem with milk...

< br Worry, in case that Jingwu hall will never recover, it will be embarrassing.

At the moment, Master Wang's intestines are all remorseful. He knew it would be like this. He must have spoken and let Zhou Ziang point to the end. Because of his ugly selfishness, he opened his eyes and closed them. Now, Zhou Ziang is hanging on the weapon rack or his own stadium, which is a great irony.

Sometimes, a wise decision is better than everything, but also should be that sentence, wise and confused for a while.

He's in a dilemma now. I don't know how to deal with it. To be frank, he has no steps. He has to find his own. It's embarrassing for the thief!

"Little brother Zhuang Feng, it's not that Zi ang is too weak, but you are too strong. I want to say now - the real dragon comes from the South cloud!" Wang Zhen put aside his sad mood for the time being and said in a long voice, this is what he said from his heart.

This is not Wang Zhen's nonsense. No one present is not sincere.

The dragon of the people deserves it!

In their impression, in the field of martial arts, Nanyun and barren land drew equal signs. However, after three rounds of duels, this concept was forgotten. Even some celebrities have bought tickets with their mobile phones and are ready to visit curator Du, who is also my teacher and friend, and feel the great rivers and mountains of our country.

Obviously, Master Wang has shown his weakness, but the audience is not happy. I wish I could continue to accept him, and I can't take care of his life!

Until now, they have gradually accepted the fact, and can't help feeling that this is the real martial arts duel. In the last second, they never know the result. Because of this, martial arts have different charm.

Zhou Ziang has been eliminated, which means that more than nine adults have already lost money, but they don't have too much heartache, but they feel very happy and lose tens of millions.

There is no doubt that the previous Jingwu hall has a very high style. Even if Zhou Ziang is promoted to the top three, they can't win much money. It's just a matter of face. However, they didn't win the favor of Jingwu hall. After all, there are too many people who want to flatter them. Those who are here are not the top officials. If they want to make friends with Master Wang, they are hot faced and cold buttoned.

Having witnessed the defeat of the Jingwu hall, I feel very comfortable. At least I don't need to speak with conscience. Moreover, on the site of the Jingwu hall, saying that they can't do it is like touching the butt of a tiger. It's exciting!

"Master, I will be proud of your praise." I said with a smile.

It's a saying that the real dragon comes out of the South cloud and how much frustration it has. The capital city represents the highest martial arts hall in China today. This competition is also a gathering of heroes. Even so, it can't stop the fact that I soar to the sky, and it can't kill the rising momentum of the internal martial artists!

"It's OK. You have proud capital. The future of Chinese martial arts should belong to young people like you." Wang Zhen showed a bitter smile.

Although Zhou Ziang died unexpectedly, he could only swallow his anger and live a long time without such injustice.

At this time, in a door in the corner of the venue, two figures came out slowly.

"Uncle Chen, don't be too sad. I've contacted the best funeral parlor in the capital. We can come as we like. No matter what, Zhuang Feng is also your precious disciple. It's only because his head is not easy to use. It's futile to use his talent and intelligence. Don't worry. I know your financial situation and the money for the funeral. I'll take care of it!" I only heard a lazy male voice coming. It's Master Zhang!

Not long ago, Zhou Ziang subdued me. He felt that there was no suspense. He took his secretary to the bathroom to do something that he loved. After the exciting fish and water, he came back.As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the venue, especially the disciples standing under the stage, who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Hey, why are you holding on? That kid will die when he dies. There's no need to leave him any dignity. Three days later, there will be a funeral in fengfengfengguang, and he will be on the top of his life..." Master Zhang shook his head and said, but before he finished, his eyes turned to me.

Young master Zhang blinked subconsciously. He could not help but murmur, "Oh, there are so many cannons. He has hallucinations..."

he is not a martial artist himself, but a cynical flower. Although he usually slaps a lot, he also pays attention to his body. He is worried that one day, he will come to see B empty and cry.

I used to toss three or five times a night, but I couldn't see. What's wrong with that?

"Ah!" the little secretary standing behind Master Zhang made a cry.

"What's your name? Is the reflex arc of the climax delayed?" Young master Zhang said with his mouth curled.

"No, young master, look over there." The little secretary was so scared that she covered her eyes.

"What's the big surprise?" Master Zhang looked in the direction she pointed out, and the words suddenly stopped.

"Zhou... Zhou Ziang!" He shivered and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Hey, no, he, how did he die?" Young master Zhang is a little stuttered.