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"Senior Brother Zhang misunderstood. How could I have that kind of idea?" Fang Buwei called him.

After Zhang Yonghe left, Fang Buwei gritted his teeth again.

This matter must be handled well, and then there will be endless troubles.

But what exactly should I do?

Silence is just a joke, and Fang Buwei's bottom line is not that low.

He waited until he was promoted to the second round, but he didn't see An Zairong appear.

The fourth sister of Jinfeng appeared, but she was not familiar with her at all, and she couldn't find any excuses to get close to her.

Hearing the gong, Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and entered the square formation.

As long as An Qin doesn’t leave, An Zhirong will definitely be there and will appear sooner or later.

At that time, I have to think of a way to meet An Zhirong in private first.

As for what to do after meeting, he hasn't figured out yet.

It's a big headache when you think about it.

Could you tell An Zhirong that her cousin Li Mingxiang is a Japanese spy or she killed her own hands?

Also, how do you explain that you have come back from the dead and have even come to the United States?

...

In the inner hall, An Zhirong hides in the quilt and covers herself tightly.

The female disciple sent by Sister Jinfeng to take care of her had been sent out by her.

An Zhirong couldn't tell what his heart felt, but in a short while, half of his pillowcase was soaked with tears.

My heart felt like I was cut by a knife, which made her breathless.

This liar, this liar...

The living room suddenly lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed barefoot, and rushed to the window.

Fang Buwei stood on the side of the ring and was looking around, and she could see it at a glance.

what do I do?

An Zhirong let out a sad voice and slipped softly to the ground.

When she learned about Fang Buwei's death, she locked herself in the room and cried for three days, but it was useless for anyone to persuade her.

An Qin and An Liang thought it was not a solution, and thought about Fang Er's persuasion, but the effect was not great.

More than a month later, when the Zhigong Hall was opened, Situ Longtou took a telegram and asked An Qin if he had time to come to the United States. When An Qin saw that it happened, he brought An Zhirong to New York.

If Fang Buwei set out a few days later, both of them might be able to sit on a boat.

It’s also a big blame for Zhang Yonghe. He always felt that Fang Buwei had not yet started, so he should not say too much about some things. He didn’t mention that An Qin was specially invited by Situ Longtou. Otherwise, Fang Buwei would definitely guess that An Liang Hall opened a big incense hall, and An Qin, as the elder of Zhigong Hall, would definitely come to watch the ceremony.

It's too late to know now.

Fang Buwei analyzed it several times, but he still felt that the chance of coincidence was greater.

But it’s not too coincidental. After all, Anqin and Situ Meitang belong to Zhigongtang, and their private friendship is quite small.

The only coincidental thing is that Anliangtang and Zhigongtang want to open a big incense hall in winter, which just happened to make me catch up.

But this rule has a hundred years of history, so Fang Buwei can't blame it.

Fang Buwei had no intention of doing a show anymore, he just hoped to finish the fight as soon as possible.

After three consecutive games, Fang Buwei defeated the enemy in one move, and his opponent couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

The old men from all halls under the striking were shocked and suspicious, while the disciples exclaimed repeatedly.

Have you not seen such a clean and neat match in many years?

One fight ended, less than a minute.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

The Hongmen was originally a rebel organization, so naturally it was Wulishanmen. Although the sects are mainly engaged in business, the tradition of good martial arts has not been lost.

There are many masters of national martial arts who learn from everyone else.

For example, Gao Zhensheng.

The three people who fought with Fang Buwei were carefully selected by each branch. I thought that even if I couldn't win the position of "New One", I could still show my face in the main hall. I didn't expect that Fang Buwei could not even hold on to Yihe.

How good is this Qi Wuxiang's skill?

Fang Buwei fought four games. Although he knew that he used Xingyi's half-step collapse punch, he defeated the enemy with only one move every time. Not to mention that the audience in the audience didn't understand, even the disciples who faced him lost in a mess.

Gao Zhensheng didn't see the specific trick either.

Too fast!

There is still something to practice in Bengquan?

It is very likely that I am not the opponent!

Gao Zhensheng thought to himself, but he was not surprised but happy.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

After several games in a row, most of the disciples who participated in the game were exhausted, which made the opponent's speed faster and faster.

In less than five o'clock, the final strike was reached.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the audience.

An Zhirong is still missing.

But fortunately, Anqin is still there.

With a "bang", Deputy Xing rang the gong, which means that the last two newcomers will enter the venue immediately.

This is the last game. Apart from the square, there are still Jia Gan Mao branches left.

It was the one who took the stage in the first round and as soon as the gong sounded, he defeated the opponent.

"Brother Qi, you must not be righteous. This thief is treacherous, slippery, sinister and cruel..." Someone shouted in the audience. Fang Buwei turned his head and saw that it was Yang Ziqi who was getting started with him.

When I started, I heard that I was following my feet, so Yang Ziqi knew that this extremely powerful junior brother named Qi Wuxiang.

The big man on the stage smiled viciously at Yang Ziqi, and even bared his teeth.

"Song Zhiming, how can you stand with me?" Yang Ziqi laughed.

These two know each other, and they still have a grudge?

Fang Buwei was wondering, but he didn't expect that other new disciples were also drinking Song Zhiming's revenge.

His mind was full of An Zhirong, so he never noticed the movements on the stage.

Song Zhiming had extraordinary martial arts skills, but he was very serious, but he did not let others go anywhere, so he was extremely ruthless.

The lightest ones who had fought against him were knocked out with two front teeth.

The other new disciples felt that they were just fighting among their fellow disciples. Even Zhitang said something, why did Song Zhiming do so hard?

But anyone with discerning eyes understands that such people are truly aimed at the position of "leader".

Even if you only compete for the "new one", you have to play seven games. If you don't take any ruthless moves, you can't fight quickly, you can't retain your physical strength, and you can't intimidate the opponents behind you.

Song Zhiming's goal has indeed been achieved, but compared with Fang Buwei, his demeanor is far inferior.

Those who have fought with Fang Buwei will at most fall and then find that they have already made a comeback.

"Please!" Song Zhiming hugged his fists and made Wing Chun's gesture.

Looking at the tall and strong man in front of him, Fang Buwei thought of Ye Xingzhong for no reason.

If he practices Baji, his achievements may be higher.

When learning boxing, Master Han told Fang Buwei about the characteristics of each branch and boxing, and also mentioned Wing Chun.

In ordinary people, Wing Chun is quick, vicious, and agile, but it is just because many of the ancestors of Wing Chun’s lineage are women.

If you don’t have enough physical strength, you can only get it by skills.

Wing Chun comes from Nan Shaolin. It is a boxing technique that opens and closes a lot, but women are naturally weak and have inherent weaknesses. They can only think of ways to move and exert force skills, so they have formed the characteristic of fast fist but less attack than defense.

But judging from Song Zhiming's posture, he obviously took a strong and powerful path. I'm afraid he has already figured out some tricks and has worked hard every day.

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