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"Need not."

Qi Ming was only surprised at Yang's identity just now, not at Zhao Banshan's cultivation level.

Fighting cultivation base is just a face, more about on-the-spot reaction and playing experience.

For example, the young warrior, although his strength far surpassed Qi Ming by a large amount, he was still able to tie him with Qi Ming's ingenious response.

Qi Ming couldn't believe that there were so many evildoers in the martial arts.

A young warrior is strange enough, this Zhao Banshan is arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't look like a powerful character.

Seeing Qi Ming and Mo Chou whispering around, without paying attention to himself at all, Zhao Banshan suddenly became angry and said: "Smelly boy, you are really arrogant, and you dare to behave in front of the seniors in the inner family."

Qi Ming asked Mo Chou to watch the game in the audience, raised his middle finger again, and compared Zhao Banshan with an international gesture.

"You bastard!"

Zhao Benshan waved his fist to call Qi Ming.

Shenquanmen ranks in the top 30 in the arena. Some small sects see Zhao Banshan as their guests. Why should Qi Ming dare not put himself in the eyes?

In the face of Zhao Banshan's aggressive attack, Qi Ming did not carry it hard, but temporarily avoided the edge, adopted the wandering Yang style, and watched the enemy's reality and reality.

After many fierce fights, Qi Ming's battle experience gradually enriched, and at the same time, he lost the arrogance of just going down the mountain, and he became extremely calm against others.

Seeing that Qi Ming was just dodging, Zhao Banshan subconsciously believed that Qi Ming was actually playing mystery, and his overall strength was not as good as his own.

The bluff just now was entirely for the purpose of holding up the field in front of the beauties. Once you really started with yourself, it immediately became the original form.

Under the preconceived situation, Zhao Banshan decided to end the battle as quickly as possible. He kept using various subtle tricks, mixed with internal force on his fists, and gave people an unstoppable pressure.

Qi Ming dodges the fist wind, and the fist wind continues to hit the front seat.

There was a muffled sound, and a large area of ​​seats seemed to be exploded by explosives, shattered to pieces.

"Hahaha... Qi Ming, aren't you a cow? There is a kind of don't hide!"

Yang Ming and Wu Liang watching from a distance leaned forward happily.

At this time, Qi Ming was forced to hide from the left and right by Zhao Banshan like a mourning dog.

This kind of scene is much more interesting than watching juggling. The arrogant Qi Ming finally meets the nemesis. The two have no doubt whether Qi Ming will die here today.

On the other side, Mo Chou stared at the situation on the court with a puzzled expression.

Based on her knowledge of Qi Ming, Qi Ming is by no means a master who does not fight back.

The two have fought hundreds of moves, and Qi Ming hasn't paid a single move. What's the point?

Is he trying to show the enemy's weakness, and then take advantage of it to control the enemy?

Mo Chou thought for a while, and felt that only this kind of speculation was justified.

In fact, Mo Chou was only half right.

Qi Ming's dodge was observing Zhao Banshan's cultivation base and Kung Fu routines. On the other hand, Yang Mian wanted to make Zhao Banshan chaotic himself.

Zhao Banshan, who was aggressive when he appeared, must have not put himself in his mind.

If you can't attack for a long time, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be anxious.

The master moves, and any emotions that shouldn't be there will lead to a reversal of the battle. Qi Ming is waiting, waiting for a chance to control the enemy!

As time passed, Zhao Banshan, who thought he was sure of winning, had already fought Qi Ming with hundreds of moves.

During this period, Zhao Banshan's entire peak was like a rainbow, and Qi Ming retreated again and again.

Rao is so, Qi Ming did not show defeat.

There was a smile on his face, as if he was the winner.

Seeing that an hour had passed, Wu Liang said anxiously: "Big Brother, is Zhao Banshan's kung fu okay? After playing for so long, he hasn't distinguished himself. Is it possible that he is a silver-like wax gun head?"

"You give me a little voice!"

Yang Ming was taken aback, and hurriedly covered Wu Liang’s mouth, and said, “Don’t take me if you want to die. I’ve seen Zhao Banshan’s cultivation base with my own eyes. The big tree held by a few people can be beaten by him. Two cuts, the reason why he has not distinguished between the superior and the inferior is that he is not good at light work."

According to Yang Ming's analysis, the reason why the battle became a stalemate was all because of Qi Ming's light work.

It was also because of light work that Zhao Banshan could not take him down for a long time.

But there is no problem, Zhao Banshan's comprehensive strength is a hundred times better than Qi Ming.

Even if Qi Ming is as slippery as the loach, after all, when he is strong enough to quit.

As long as Qi Ming's strength is used up, he must be the one who died!

"Ugh……"

Wu Liang sighed and said, "I thought I could kill this kid simply and neatly. If I knew this kid was so cunning, we should send more people to surround him so that he can't use light power."

"Forget it, it's not too late. Qi Ming said nothing today to leave."

After Yang Ming said these words, his eyes looked at Mo Chou, with unconcealable greed in his eyes.

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