Chapter 1327: The Great War II

Hong Wending stood on the ring, his whole body straight like a javelin, holding the soul-catching gun in his hand, with the cold light on the tip of the gun, it made everyone feel chills.
After taking a look below, Qiao Wei shook his head lightly and said, "Sure enough, it is a tiger father without a dog, and Master Hong is three shots. From the point of view of marksmanship alone, that means my elder brother can suppress him.
As far as Kung Fu is concerned, apart from our brothers, none of you are his opponents. We surrendered this battle. "
His approach caused an uproar in the following. No one thought he would admit defeat. You must know that two wins in three games are very important. If there is a little deviation here, everything will be lost.
Hong Xiguan smiled slightly and said: "As expected, the leader of Qiao Gang is a character. With such compassion for his subordinates, my son has already been born blue, and his skills are above me.
I have also heard that Ling brother Yang Wuwei is definitely a master of marksmanship. If you don’t mind, I hope my son can learn from him. "
Zhao Yiming laughed and said: "My eldest brother has never found a good disciple. Linglang is definitely the best candidate. This is a win-win outcome."
Hong Wending had already stepped down from the stage at this time, without a trace of joy of winning. After hearing the words of the two of them, his face nodded calmly.
With a smile on Qiao Wei's face, he said, "I know that my nephew is upset. I think we are exaggerating. Although your marksmanship is good, you haven't formed your own momentum yet."
Zhao Yiming smiled at this moment, and then made a few handprints, a space channel opened, and Yang Wuwei quickly walked over.
He calmly said, "What's the matter with the two virtuous brothers asking me to come, do you still need me to act."
After seeing Yang Wuwei, Hong Xi's eyes immediately shrank, and he felt domineering in the opponent, and his life-threatening lock-throat spear trembled slightly, which was completely a manifestation of surrender.
Hong Wending was also horrified in his heart. He felt that after seeing the other party, he didn't even have the courage to shoot a shot, as if facing an emperor in a gun.
Zhao Yiming recounted the whole thing. Yang Wuwei looked at Hong Wending up and down, nodded and said: "It really is a good seed, with a very solid foundation, but unfortunately it is difficult to go further.
If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, although you dare not say that you will have much success in the future, it should be easy to become a master. "
Hong Wending immediately stepped forward and said respectfully: "The master is here, please be worshipped three times by the disciples. From now on, with the master's dispatch, you will be able to go through water and fire."
Yang Wuwei laughed and helped him up and said, "Today you are my apprentice, and I will accept your visit. In the future, you must know that there is no retreat in the practice of guns, and death will never advance unless you live.
And to be a human being is like the gun in your hand, always straight, knees only kneeling to your parents, and never kneeling others from now on. "
Hong Wending nodded earnestly, and then like his father bid farewell, followed Yang Wuwei back to the gods, where he began his own cultivation process.
This scene stunned the people below. I don't know what everyone is doing and why they are still having family fun. The two sides are just connected, and can they play happily.
At this time, the prince Fei was on the ring, with a pair of short sticks in his hands, and said with a look of warfare: "I don't know which one will come up to advise."
Zhao Yiming entered the ring with a smile, and said calmly: "I haven't played against anyone for many years. You let me think about it. If you don't have to fight with you, you won't win if you win. Wu."
The prince snarled angrily: "You fellow is too mad. If you have any means to use it, if I frown, I won't be a man."
Everyone felt a flash of cold, and when they looked at the prince and found that his two eyebrows were gone, the hearts of these people were panic, which was too powerful for tmd.
The prince felt it too, stretched out his hand to touch Mei's eyes, and then showed a look of horror on his face, knowing that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be easy.
Zhao Yiming smiled and said: "I have been accustomed to using magical weapons for so many years, and my subordinates have never been a general, but this kind of arena and magical weapons are bullying you, so I said that I have to think about it and did not despise you. meaning.
I remember that when I first learned kungfu that year, I once learned a set of Siping boxing. This set of boxing emphasizes the balance and stability. It is used to temper myself. I will use this set of boxing methods to play with you. "
At this time, the prince had put away his contempt, holding the two short sticks in his hands, carefully guarding, and looking at each other with piercing eyes.
Zhao Yiming took a step forward slowly, and a Zhongping punch was passed, and the opponent had a double stick. The punch was hitting the double stick. Everyone heard a crisp sound and the two short sticks broke every inch. .
He shook his head again and said, "The gap between you and me is too big. I was so embarrassed just now. You asked me to suppress the realm, and then we will fight again."
Everyone felt that his aura continued to converge, and eventually he gradually changed to be similar to an ordinary person, before beckoning to the prince.
The prince swallowed and spit, kicked his foot on the ground, and rushed towards the opponent fiercely. He knew that if he didn't make a move, he would not have the courage to make another move.
The prince leaped up in the air, a pair of knees looked fiercely like the opponent's head. His tricks were completely self-made, emphasizing the powerful lethality.
Zhao Yiming still looked unhurried, flashing to the side, letting the opponent fly over in front of him, and then patted the opponent's back with his hand to shoot the opponent far away.
The prince turned around in the air, all the moves unfolded, attacking like a storm, Zhao Yiming was like a small boat in the wind and rain, floating with the opponent's fist.
Jiang Tiansheng sighed and said: "It really is everyone's demeanor. This is a chance to show the prince. If he really fights back, he should be able to win the prince with one move."
Jiang Tianyang went on to say from the side: "Your elder brother and younger brother are so powerful, I believe you must be extraordinary, I am convinced, there is nothing to say."
Zhao Yiming smiled slightly on the stage and said: "Your attack is really hot, and for a while, I can't help you. How about this battle?"
The prince was stunned when he heard that, the other party had only punched from start to finish, and the rest of the time was there to parry and dodge, just like playing with himself, how suddenly he made peace.