Ci Nian smiled and said, "Lord Wan, my disciple Shenxiu is happy to see the game and wants to go on the stage to ask for advice. This should not be a breach of promise? What's more, I didn't promise anything at the beginning?"

Then he shouted to Zhang Cunyi on the court, "my friend, I have a novice apprentice who wants to ask you for advice on fighting skills. I don't know if you are willing to give it?"

Zhang Cunyi saw the Japanese standing there as if he were a wild beast. He was obviously an expert. But Zhang Cunyi paid the three kings sword in his hand. He was not willing to pay attention to the Japanese. He laughed and said, "OK, let him come. It's just for you to open your eyes!"

Wan Zhenyuan was angry, but since Zhang Cunyi agreed, he had no reason to stop him, so he had to say with a smile: "in this case, I have nothing to say."

Shenxiu is wearing a straight suit, a tie on his chest, and his shoes are polished incrementally. It is a clear lesson for people. He is not like a practitioner of fighting Dharma at all, but like a handsome little white-collar worker often seen in Japanese TV dramas.

When Shenxiu came to the scene, he bowed to Zhang Cunyi and said, "immortal Zhang, what are our fighting skills?"

Zhang Cunyi smiled and said proudly, "whatever you choose, whether it's a battle of magic tools, a battle of magic, a close fight, or a debate of writing and writing, I can understand everything and know everything!"

Shenxiu smiled with a trace of cunning and contempt in his eyes, but he said humbly: "that real person, if we fight, this building will not be able to eat. I think we'd better compare boxing and foot Kung Fu. What do you think?"

Zhang Cunyi waved back the three kings sword in the air and hung it behind him again. He proudly stood with his hands down and said, "well, it's better than boxing!"

Shenxiu smiled and said, "that real person should be merciful."

Zhang Cunyi smiled: "don't worry, I won't lay a heavy hand!"

Everyone laughed: "immortal Zhang, don't beat others and cry!"

Li Yundong, who was on the side of the court, saw that people despised the enemy so much. He felt something bad in his heart. He whispered, "no, Zhang Cunyi despised the enemy too much! I have met this Japanese face to face. He has a vigorous breath and is cold and piercing. He is a very difficult opponent. Even if Zhang Cunyi doesn't despise the enemy, he doesn't have to be his opponent, let alone despise the enemy so much at this time!"

Zhou Qin sneered and said, "I'll see his jokes later. Who makes him so arrogant?"

Li Yundong immediately glared at Zhou Qin and shouted in a low voice: "bastard! Zhang Cunyi and I have a personal grudge. He fights with the Japanese, which is the national system! If he loses, he will lose not his face alone, but the face of our whole Chinese spiritual world. How can you be public and private, gloating at misfortune?!"

Zhou Qin was stunned. She had never been so scolded by Li Yundong. Her face turned red and whispered, "I'm sorry, master, I was wrong."

Li Yundong didn't look at her either. He stood up and said loudly, "be careful, immortal Zhang. This guy is difficult to deal with!"