Chapter 10 The Piano Master

Chapter 10 [Piano Master]

"it is good!"

The word "good" was only spoken. Zhao Xiaoyu's right forefoot was on the ground. It seemed that a spring plate was installed under his feet, and he suddenly sprang out. The speed was extremely fast, and he came to Song Yan in a blink of an eye.

A palm knife came straight towards Song Yan's neck. At the same time, she made a fist with her left hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, shrinking but not letting go.

"Is this a tiger leap?"

Song Yan was taken aback. He didn't expect that Zhao Xiaoyu's speed would be so fast after performing Tiger Leap. Fortunately, he has mastered the middle-level physical skills these days.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the same hand knife cut to Zhao Xiaoyu's right wrist, while his right fist quickly slammed into Zhao Xiaoyu's right shoulder.

Zhao Xiaoyu originally planned to use Tiger Leap to hit Song Yan by surprise, but he didn't expect this kid to react so quickly, and was a little disappointed and surprised.

As she thought about it, the knife in her palm slipped, turning the knife into a claw and grabbing at Song Yan's wrist, and at the same time, the fist tucked in her abdomen slanted straight out, going straight to the joint of Song Yan's right hand.

She is a woman, practicing martial arts, focusing on attacking the weak points of the human body.

As soon as she changed her moves, Song Yan followed suit, clenching her left hand into a fist to meet Zhao Xiaoyu's claws, and her right hand flying around, attacking Zhao Xiaoyu's cheek.

The last time Zhao Xiaoyu fought, he found that Song Yan was very powerful, and naturally he would not confront him head-on. Somewhat helplessly, he changed his moves again. With a flick of his body, he used the flexibility of the tiger leap to go around Song Yan's side.

Song Yan, on the other hand, responded to all changes without change. His legs were like squatting horses.

So, the two of you in the ring made more than ten moves, but there was no physical contact at all.

"That kid named Song Yan is so powerful, he can actually fight Zhao Xiaoyu with more than ten moves without losing the slightest!"

Seeing this scene, the students under the arena whispered.

"I'm afraid it's more than that!" An unexpected color flashed in Wang Song's eyes. Although his strength is not as good as Song Yan and Zhao Xiaoyu, he still has some eyesight. Now Zhao Xiaoyu is attacking and Song Yan is defending.

The two seem to be evenly divided, but in fact, Zhao Xiaoyu has fallen to the wind, one is motionless like a mountain, and the other is leaping.

In terms of physical exertion, Zhao Xiaoyu must be bigger, not to mention, she is still a woman, her physical strength is innately inferior to that of a man, and sooner or later she will lose.

After dozens of tricks, Zhao Xiaoyu's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat. Song Yan, on the other hand, became more and more calm.

"No, I can't go on like this! Otherwise I will definitely lose!" Feeling her own situation, Zhao Xiaoyu was secretly anxious.

Suddenly, she moved in her heart and had an idea.

She suddenly retreated, landed on the other side of the ring, and hooked her finger at Song Yan: "Now let me defend you!"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that Zhao Xiaoyu said this because he couldn't help himself and wanted to save his physical strength.

With a move in his heart, Song Yan called up the system interface, and looked at the column of fame value. The fame value has increased to 58 points, which has already met the lottery requirements.

If so, there is no need to fight.

So, he said to Zhao Xiaoyu, "How about a tie?"

"What?" Zhao Xiaoyu shouted in surprise, then his face sank: "No, today you and I must decide the winner!"

"Then I admit defeat!"

Song Yan simply jumped off the ring neatly, and even if he achieved his goal, it was still more important to draw a lottery.

"You stop!"

Zhao Xiaoyu shouted angrily.

It's a pity that Song Yan didn't listen to him at all, instead he quickened his pace.

"Bastard, rogue, coward!" Zhao Xiaoyu stomped and scolded when he saw this.

When he came to the locker room, seeing that no one was there, Song Yan called up the system interface again to start the lottery draw. The lottery pointer turned and finally stopped on the red grid.

Then, the four glittering fonts of "Piano Master" appeared and turned into a little golden light and flew into Song Yan's eyebrows.

After a while, after integrating the skills of a piano master, Song Yan was a little depressed. You must know that he has no plans to become a musician. The piano skills in the lottery are a bird to use, and this stupid skill also gave him ten piano songs.

"Meow, how much fame do you need for the next lottery draw?"

"200 points."

"Why does it go up so much?" Song Yan gritted his teeth.

"The lottery points are set according to the ability of the host. It is not difficult to obtain 200 renown points with the ability of the host."

"you are vicious!"

Song Yan knew that bargaining with the system would be fruitless, so he didn't bother to complain anymore, put away the system interface, and started changing clothes.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the martial arts hall, he found that Zhao Xiaoyu was standing there and looking at him coldly.

"Why don't you keep fighting with me?"

"Sister Xiaoyu, please let me go." Song Yan said helplessly.

"Do you look down on me, or do you think you can win me?" Zhao Xiaoyu didn't mean to let go, and there was a trace of evil spirit in his eyes.

"I didn't mean it that way."

Song Yan was even more helpless. To be honest, after he had mastered the medium physical skills, his strength had already surpassed Zhao Xiaoyu by a large margin. In the ring just now, if he hadn't deliberately kept his hand, he would have had at least three chances to defeat her.

"Then fight me again!"

Song Yan didn't expect Zhao Xiaoyu, a girl, to be so obsessive about winning and losing. He knew that if he didn't fight her again today, it would be difficult for him to leave the martial arts hall.

"Okay, I'll play with you!"

"Accept!"

Zhao Xiaoyu stepped forward and kicked Song Yan straight to the waist.

"Humph!"

Song Yan let out a cold snort and kicked out the same way. At the same time, his arms crossed out and swept towards Zhao Xiaoyu's neck with a fierce wind noise.

"boom!"

The two legs collided in mid-air, making a dull sound. For a moment, Zhao Xiaoyu felt that her entire leg was numb, but at this moment, Song Yan's arm had been drawn to her ear, and the fierce wind sound stimulated Her eardrums hummed.

Immediately, her complexion suddenly changed, and in a hurry, she tilted her head back and raised her hand to intercept Song Yan's arm.

But at this moment, the figure flickered, and Song Yan suddenly came behind her, the huge fist rapidly enlarged in her eyes, and finally stopped in front of her nose.

"Sister Xiaoyu, you are defeated!" Song Yan retracted his fist and smiled at her, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"how is this possible?"

Zhao Xiaoyu could not accept this result.

"You are not as powerful as me, you shouldn't fight me head-on, if you entangle me with speed, I may not be able to defeat you!"

Song Yan said sincerely.

"Okay, don't make excuses for me, defeat means defeat, I, Zhao Xiaoyu, can still afford to lose, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"There's no need for this, it was just a joke just now!" Song Yan chuckled lightly.

"No, you have to make a condition!" Zhao Xiaoyu gritted his teeth.

Seeing the opponent's insistence, Song Yan's face suddenly became solemn: "Then you teach me the three stunts of your Zhao family boxing!"

"The three major skills of the Zhao family can't be rumored, you need to change the conditions." Zhao Xiaoyu said a little awkwardly.

"I only thought of this condition. If it's not rumored, then forget it!" Song Yan shrugged indifferently, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Zhao Xiaoyu called Song Yan again.

Song Yan turned to look at her.

"I have to discuss this matter with my brother, and I will answer you when you come to the martial arts hall next time."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news!"

After leaving the martial arts hall, Song Yan called up the system interface again, and his reputation value only increased by 1 point. Because the second fight between him and Zhao Xiaoyu ended quickly, and he was at the entrance of the martial arts hall, so, apart from the girl at the front desk and No one else saw it.

"Hey, I knew that I would defeat Zhao Xiaoyu directly in the ring, so I could earn more fame!" Song Yan sighed secretly.

Suddenly, his eyes swept away inadvertently, and he found an advertisement for a pianist posted outside a coffee house. The hourly salary is 50 yuan, and the working hours are from 8:00 to 10:00 pm.

For a while, Song Yan felt a little interest in his heart: do you want to try it?