Time flies, time travels, and ten years are in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Yang Chengzhi, Lin Shuo didn't have any deep feelings about his father's ring competition ten years ago.
Of course, ten years ago, for Lin Shuo, it was actually less than three or four years, but Mr. Lin was busy with housework, and there were many hills at home. In the past two years, the big Buddha of my mother came again. Everything has to be settled inside and out. It looks calm and breezy, but it is actually a lot of hard work.
If there are too many trivial matters, people's memory will be somewhat worse.
Moreover, Yang Chengzhi really doesn't look like his father, the young man is handsome and upright, with a good appearance, Lao Yang is far inferior to his own son in this respect.
So Lin Shuo, who was in a drowsy sleep, was rubbing his eyes to regain his senses. Hearing Yang Chengzhi's call for a fight, he knew something was coming. After all, he had agreed before, but he didn't take it seriously.
It's nothing more than taking Xiao Yang's trick, and it's a piece of cake.
Then, he heard the long-lost chant:
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Hearing this movement, the scene in Lin Shuo's memory was suddenly aroused, and the sense of picture came to his mind, and he felt quite touched in his heart.
Eight strong men, shirtless, with wet red trousers, were carrying a stick together, came down from the stands, and walked to the ring.
Lin Shuo looked at the situation, and saw He Yongchang sitting near the audience, and said, "Old He, go and pick it up, don't tire people out."
He Yongchang is now facing the arena and not looking behind, listening to the movement is also very emotional. Ten years ago, this stick almost made He Yongchang look ugly.
Hearing what the chief executive said on stage, He Yongchang thought that the chief executive was teasing him, so he just smiled and ignored him.
As for the VIP seats, there was already a burst of laughter at the moment.
Most of the audience present had never witnessed the last Peer Alliance Ceremony of Liemen, so they did not know the situation at that time.
However, most of the Supreme Beings in the sect and the representatives of the Liemen family in the VIP seats were present at the time, so they laughed out loud.
Yang Chengzhi was waiting on the stage right now, his ears were red as he watched his eight senior brothers carry the stick over.
Panicked with embarrassment, he knew that his father made a fool of himself in the ring, so originally according to his idea, he could just carry the stick on the stage by himself, and the brothers didn't need to work so hard.
But these eight senior brothers did not agree to anything, saying that they must let them carry this stick again like ten years ago.
The Yang family used to be a Kowloon family, and the inheritance was more secretive than the normal Liemen family, and the rules were stricter.
A normal Liemen family would take in an apprentice to pass on their abilities to some extent, but the Jiulong family has ancestral precepts, and their abilities will never be passed on to the outside world.
Therefore, the eight brothers Yang Chengzhi, who were said to be Yang Baokun's apprentices, were actually orphans Yang Baokun adopted in his early years. They did not follow the path of spiritual practice, but instead sponsored their education and lived a normal life.
These eight corporate executives, architects, teachers, and civil servants are all successful people in society. Only in the aspect of spiritual practice, the adoptive father does not teach them. They are better than ordinary people, but they are half a barrel water.
Ten years ago at the peer-to-peer ceremony, these eight adoptive sons wanted to support the Yang family, so they took the initiative to take the initiative to carry the stick for the adoptive father, contribute their strength, and strengthen their momentum.
This Black Dragon Cudgel weighs about 4,000 jin, and eight people carry it. The weight on each person's shoulders is different, but at most it can't exceed 1,000 jin.
As long as Fan Xiuli has entered the door, this weight is not a problem on the shoulders, but for these eight people, it is really difficult.
So according to Yang Chengzhi's intention, this matter will be brought down, don't let these righteous brothers contribute, after all, ten years have passed, and the oldest among them is already in their early forties, and their physical strength is not as good as before. flashed.
As a result, people were unwilling and had to carry it again. Yang Chengzhi had a very good relationship with these eight people, and he really couldn't help it.
But now seeing them carrying the stick, Yang Chengzhi regretted it.
Brothers, this job is really hard.
Especially the elder brother, he walked in the front, and the shoulder was also the thickest end of the black dragon stick, which carried the heaviest weight.
And today's trip, the stick was resisted from the hillside. This is the way down the mountain. The one who walked in the front had to walk with a heavy foot, and it was more difficult to control than usual.
Eldest brother is forty-three this year, his career is very successful, the company has just been listed on the market, obviously he has not cared about his physical training for these years, he started to sway halfway up, and his face was covered with cold sweat.
And at this moment, He Yongchang also looked back. Looking at the situation, he knew that the chief executive was not joking. They really needed help, otherwise they would be easily injured.
Lao He saw that Yang Chengzhi also wanted to go up to meet him, but he was already on the stage, and it was not in compliance with the rules to come down, so he stood up and said, "Patriarch Yang, I was the one who took over your father's stick back then. Wait here."
After saying this, the Patriarch of the He family strode up to the eight brothers and said, "Come on, eight brothers, give me the stick."
The elder brother of the Yang family walked in the front, and now he was asked to speak, but he couldn't speak, his whole body was choked up, and he slackened when he spoke.
So he could only look at He Yongchang, and shook his head resolutely.
He Yongchang is well-versed in human nature, and he understood in his heart when he saw this expression and posture.
Ten years ago, some of the eight people lost their feet and the stick fell halfway. This was a joke to the spectators, but it was a disgrace to the eight of them.
If Yang Baokun had beaten Lin Shuo hard in the ring at that time, then this face could have been saved, and Yang Baokun would have turned out to be even uglier on stage.
After that, He Yongchang carried the stick on his back, but he couldn't get on the stage. Lin Shuo went over to help and wanted to give it a hand, but when he took it, his center of gravity was unstable, and he threw it directly to Yang Baokun, but Lao Yang was caught off guard.
And the start of this series of accidents was when the stick fell to the ground.
So presumably these eight people are very guilty about this matter. Today they will do their best to make up for their mistakes in the past, carry the stick firmly on the stage, and hand it over to Yang Chengzhi.
At this time, both Lin Shuo on the stage and He Yongchang off the stage were aware of the spirit of the eight people, and respected them all.
But looking at it like this, they will definitely not be able to walk on the stage, and the stick will have to be dropped again.
So He Yongchang quickly stepped aside, not to block their way, and at the same time he raised his left hand out of thin air.
After the Patriarch of the He family used this ability, the eight of them felt that the weight on their shoulders suddenly lightened by more than half, and their steps suddenly became brisk.
But Lin Shuoren stood on the stage and nodded, thinking that Lao He's practice in the past two years seems to be a great achievement.
Lao He was originally a method of cultivating power, and this kind of holding things out of thin air is obviously a means of borrowing things. The fact that he can use them so easily shows that he has mastered the power of the Nine Dragons.
With He Yongchang's secret help, these eight people quickly carried the black dragon stick to the front of the ring.
The young Patriarch of the Yang family, who was waiting by the side of the ring, quickly reached out to take the black dragon stick.
The elder brother of the Yang family clasped his fists and cupped his hands, raised his head and said pantingly: "Patriarch, it's up to you."
Yang Chengzhi's eyes were red, he nodded heavily, then he turned to look at Lin Shuo with the Black Dragon Stick in his hand.
With just one glance, the head of the hunting gate could clearly feel that the young man's aura had changed.
When he first came to the stage, the young man lowered his eyebrows and was shy, like a big girl.
Lin Shuo also understood him. After all, he said that he would release the water before. He probably felt that he used this cheating method to save face for himself.
After all, he was still young, and he couldn't hide things on his face.
But now, he should have been inspired by the actions of the eight senior brothers.
The senior brothers are not capable, but they are so dedicated, how can they be greedy for life and fear of death as the head of the family, and let the opponent let the water out in the ring
So Yang Chengzhi was full of fighting spirit, and the way he looked at Lin Shuo was not at the leader, but at the enemy and opponent.
Feeling the change in Yang Chengzhi's momentum, Lin Shuo began to admire him more and more in his heart.
Young people should look like young people, this is called blood.
This is how Lin Shuo treats people. Once he likes the other party, he will take care of everything. Now he opened a Xunfeng sound transmission channel and said to Yang Chengzhi: "You fight hard, and you'd better beat me."
Yang Chengzhi looked resolute, nodded, then stood the black dragon stick beside him, and began to unbutton his clothes.
The young man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit today, and he looked energetic, but he had too many buttons. He unbuttoned them one by one, took off his shirt, and threw it to the brothers in the audience.
After taking off the Chinese tunic suit, Yang Chengzhi still had a white vest on his body, and he took it off with a single hand.
Now he is shirtless, the young man has a great figure, and his body is white and fleshy.
Not only is it a matter of figure, Yang Chengzhi also has a body of embroidery, that is, tattoos, with the pattern of a black dragon coiled up.
This dragon is wrapped around the body, from the shoulders to the back to the waist, it is full of life with its teeth and claws.
Diao Lingyan in the audience sat closer, his eyes straightened.
Qin Gaoyuan shook his palm in front of her, which woke her up and gave Qin Gaoyuan a supercilious look.
On the other side of the ring, Lin Shuo saw that Yang Chengzhi had started to take off his shirt, and thought of taking it off for a while.
Of course, his move was not for the convenience of doing it, but he secretly raised his hand to show respect for the leader of the hunter.
The young man must not be able to beat him, but when he took off his clothes, he at least showed that he was serious, so that the other party would be considered an honorable defeat, and let the leader take off his clothes and beat him.
So when Yang Chengzhi took off his shirt, Lin Shuo slowly raised his hand and put it on the button of his neck.
But as soon as the button was undone halfway, his hand froze.
Because Yang Chengzhi on the opposite side also took off his vest, revealing his black dragon body.
This dragon is full of spirit and momentum.
In terms of body, Lin Shuo is not afraid, but since he doesn't have any tattoos on his body, he will lose his aura if he takes it off.
Forget it, if you give others a hand, you won't be able to step on yourself. If the leader of the hunting gate changes his mind, he won't take off his clothes.
So there was only one way to lift him up. Lin Shuo glanced at Wei Xingshan and beckoned.
Wei Xingshan was sitting under the stage on the east side, seeing Lin Shuo's hand gesture, his expression was very surprised.
He attended the ceremony today as Lin Shuo's eldest disciple, and then accompanied Lord Zhui to watch the ceremony.
Seeing Lin Shuo's gesture, he asked Wei Xingshan to invite Mr. Zhui to the stage. Old Wei didn't expect Lin Shuo to be so serious.
But Old Wei quickly realized that with his current strength, it would be a piece of cake to catch up with the master, but this man is a showman.
Just now he saw eight strong men carrying the Black Dragon Cudgel, it was so hard, so he felt that he should do the same, and this would show Lin Shuo's ability.
So he picked up Lord Chaser, blushed with all his strength, and moved forward slowly, trembling under his feet.
And next to Wei Xingshan's seat, the second apprentice Zhou Lingshi was also there.
Lao Zhou is fifty years old this year, and looks like Lin Shuo's father. Now that he sees how the senior brother handles things, he is also very clever, so he goes up to help, puts his hands on the ground, and supports the master a little bit. Then his face flushed from holding back, and he took a drunken step.
The performance of the two was quite exaggerated, and the movements were too funny, so the audience burst into laughter.
This time, everyone laughed. One of them is the captain of the security team, who patrols the park every day, and the other is the master chef of the cafeteria. There are almost no strangers present.
Lin Shuo looked at his precious pair of apprentices on the stage, his face flushed with embarrassment from the laughter, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to kill them.
Good guy, I wanted to give others a hand, but I made a joke myself.
Gritting his teeth, the leader of the Liemen walked to the edge of the stage, took the chasing master handed over by his apprentices, and then touched his chest.
Keep calm, don't become angry from embarrassment, it doesn't matter how serious you are.
After he regained his composure, Lin Shuo beckoned to Master Chase, and turned to look at Yang Chengzhi, who was full of fighting spirit:
"Patriarch Yang, please."
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