Chapter 135: Whose fist is hard

For some reason, this competition adopted the ring elimination method, and the method is the same as before.

The competition platform is wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, and the middle high platform. If it hadn't been clarified and admitted that day, maybe it would have been buried here today, but for a moment, I was no longer what I used to be. I could only hope not to change.

The sigh of little people, life is really nothing more than a dream.

Yun Feiyang and Ning Ruxue casually chose their seats and sat down. After a long time, many people came to know many people one after another. On the left is the Murong family, and on the right is the Qingyuan faction. The Qingyuan faction is quite polite. Finally, Hao Ren, Liu Wujin, Shi Zhongyong, Feng Xingchen and others appeared in the highest position in the general forum. Feng Xingchen was nearly 50 years old, and the vicissitudes on his face told them that this group of teenagers were actually old and pale.

As the second of the top 50 martial arts in the past, as a martial artist of the previous generation, Feng Xingchen marked the prosperity of an era and finally passed to another generation. On the first day of the martial arts competition, he was the first person to speak. However, he was a little noisy because of people coming and going, and he could faintly hear Feng Xingchen explaining the role of this martial arts competition. At the end of the long talk, the topic began to calm down and listened to him: "Everyone knows about this conference, and I won't say anything else."

Ning Ruxue finally listened to him and said with a smile, "The head of Feng is good at everything, but it's too wordy..." Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "People who become the head may learn to be wordy."

Hao Ren stood up and spoke at this time. His deterrent power was obviously great, and the whole audience was immediately quiet. Even Murong Tai and Xiao Qing secretly admired him, knowing that Wulin was promising because of him. Hao Ren announced the rules of the martial arts competition: "In order not to cause a melee, we decided to decide a place every day as before. First, one person will be the ring leader, and others will compete in a challenging way. If we win, we will get that ranking. Do you have any objection?" Everyone said, "This is the best way..."

Hao Ren saw that everyone had no objection, so he turned around and wanted to leave: "Today's first place, the leader is tentatively designated as the invincible player in the southeast of the nine-point world - Mr. Li Fengxing Li." Jinling was already very concerned. At this time, he was so happy that he threw his eyes at Ye Wenzhao to show off. Wen Zhao was obviously angry: "Why do you decide him?" Although her voice was low, it also reached Hao Ren's ears. Hao Ren's face was difficult: "It's just tentative..."

Wen Xuan pulled Wen Zhao and shook her hand to signal her not to speak. Jinling covered his veil and held the sword for Li Fengxing: "Brother Tian, I'll accompany you up." Li Fengxing smiled and nodded: "You don't have to bring a sword."

Jinling obediently put down his sword and went to the stage with him. Before he could stand, a man turned over the ring. He was originally Hua Binghong, the second disciple of Hua's side. As soon as Hua Binghong went to the ring, he was full of confidence: "In Hunan Qingyuan Faction, Hua Binghong is also the same. I heard that Li Shaoxia's fingering is invincible in the whole southeast. I don't know if Hunan will be ranked?

He smiled fiercely and immediately came out of his palm after salute: "Then you have a good look!"

Jinling smiled and stepped aside. She has known this young teenager who "points stones into gold" and is "fierce and vigorous" for more than ten years.

Hua Binghong hit the ground with a sharp fist and refused to drag the water. In his moves, he realized that the Qingyuan Fist is tight inside and outside. It has a long history. It is worthy of the most proud kung fu of the Qingyuan School. There is a low sonata in the wind, which makes people feel that the wind is very painful.

But the fierce wind also greeted him with one palm. At the moment when Hua Binghong unconsciously, he suddenly cut off his offensive.

The palm of both sides won a round of applause for the battle of martial arts, and also recommended such a strong man to Jianghu. His palm was only 15 years old. At the moment of his notchmark, he told everyone a profound fact. In this field, he deserves his name and every palm has scratched the Qingyuan faction's fist.

Such thunderous speed and power made Hua Binghong break the halberd in 20 moves.

also made a silence, and the power to challenge was reduced. Jinling smiled proudly, as if he had won the first place.

After Xie Yu saw the victory in the first battle, he defeated several self-respectingly high-esteemed boy in a row. For a moment, no one dared to go up. After thinking for a moment, he finally untied his sword and went up.

When Li Fengxing saw him on the ring, he sneered: "It's you!" The same name has been so long, probably because the geographical location is too close. Li Fengxing and Xie Yu both seem to have a grudge against each other, and it's rude to meet.

Xie Yu snorted: "Mr. Li, don't think that you will win the world after winning a few people. Why go home and be your noble son? Why go into the world?" Li Fengxing suppressed his anger and said, "I didn't come to Yunwu Mountain to grind my mouth with you. It's just a woman's game." Xie Yu laughed and said, "Don't you grow up in a pile of fat powder? Everywhere you go, there are women following you, and you have to pull it in the upper ring.

Jinling was furious and came forward and immediately interrupted: "It stinks!" Then he proudly went down from the ring. Xie Yu had nothing to do with this little girl and couldn't laugh. Li Fengxing suppressed his smile and said, "I don't know if you are fighting with bare hands or with your sword?" Xie Yu said, "You didn't bring a sword, of course I didn't bring it either!"

So first, Xie Yu took the lead in taking action and jumped to the side of Fengxing. With one palm, he turned the momentum of the universe and went straight to the wind. His beautiful swordsmanship is not like a person, but with a move, he can feel a burst of fire, as if he wants to beat his opponent into a cripple, and he will directly meet it with his palm. In the past, it seemed that they wanted to fight with him, and they did not hide, but it was difficult for the two to guess how much power they had made to each other. The perfect and fierce first formal confrontation did not achieve any purpose at all. Fengxing still doesn't understand Xie Yu, and Xie Yu still can't see through Fengxing. As a result, both of them took hands and took a step back with their hands. Fengxing only felt paralyzed. Xie Yu was also dizzy, but he did not have time. The two took action almost at the same time and fought against each other again.

Jinling secretly remembered Xie Yu's palm moves while watching the battle on the edge of the ring. He was secretly surprised: Although this boy is arrogant, he is even so powerful that he can't be underestimated!

Xie Yu's blood surged up, and luck gathered on his palm, and suddenly hit him. He dodged his body to avoid it. He was also full luck. He stretched out his index finger and pointed it at his palm. This light point suddenly desolved his strong offensive. Xie Yu turned sideways and controlled the situation and punched it. Fengxing raised his palm to block it, and the war immediately warmed up. Under the ring, 20 moves, I can't see who will win or lose at all. The two teenagers belong to the same nine-point world and are both first-class masters. They have grasped the sight of everyone and see that the two of them have become faster since then. Ye Wenxuan almost has no time to tell his sister: "Twentieth move, Xie Yu, Kong** come to the wind, sharp, electric wind... ..." In this way, Ye Wenzhao didn't have time to record it at all. They all made ghost charms. Everyone on the stage did not dare to be distracted, because he could not make up without any paragraph!

Yang Songxian praised while secretly: "There is a virtual, hidden in the virtual, and the internal strength is profound... Good hand and good boxing!"

Ning Ruxue's eyes were no longer good, and she said depressedly, "Don't their hands hurt?"

The same point, a sense of urgency like music, and a tight layout like a chess game.

In different places, Xie Yusheng has internal strength and is very popular. In fact, this is a simple game where you hit me and I hit you, but how much energy you have to kill, how much air you have to torture, and how many bystanders you have to watch! The wind has no landing point in it and is rejected by both fists in the corner. There is a victory that is for both sides and can achieve classics.

In the sixty-third move, Xie Yu suddenly shook the fierce wind and hit his back behind him. It came and went like the wind. It seemed that the deadlock was about to end. In everyone's amazement, Xie Yu's hand had reached out, but he stood again with a sneer. In the process, he did not forget to hook Xie Yu's foot. Xie Yu was shocked and almost Being tripped, he took a big step forward to cover up the fall process. It slowed down. The crisis of vigorous behavior has been lifted, and once again confronted nearly ten moves against him. Xie Yu raised his palm to block it; Xie Yu raised his fist and hit each other, and Li Fengxing immediately exerted his ability to "turn stones into gold" and competed with internal strength, fists for a while. The palms and fingers have all been used, and the success or failure has not been divided.

Ning Ruxue saw clearly under the stage and said with a smile, "If you are going to lose, you will lose." Yun Feiyang and Song Xian were stunned: "How can I see it?" Ye Ruoyun said, "Although the vigorous behavior is slightly better in the palm of the hand, Xie Yu's internal strength is much better, and this competition still depends on endurance in the end. After all, the second brother is two years older than the fierce wind and practices martial arts earlier."

Sure enough, as soon as he reached a hundred moves, he gasped and couldn't help. He could see everything just now, which made him very worn, and his physical strength was really not as good as Xie Yu. The last move ended the Thunder Battle and finally fully interpreted the meaning of the battle. There is a reason for the end of each battle, and it is impossible not to solve the victory or defeat, but there can be no regret.

Jinling rushed forward: "Brother Tian! Brother Tian!" He helped Li Fengxing up with concern. Li Fengxing and Xie Yu were sweaty and very tired. Jinling wiped his sweat and said, "Brother Tian! You have performed very well. If you limit the competition, he may not be better than you!" Li Fengxing went down from the ring and kept smiling: "Nothing, Linger, the first and second, you can enter the Short Knife Valley..."

Liu Wujin saw that there was nothing wrong and was relieved. Looking back, Hao Ren didn't seem to care much about their martial arts competition. He was moved: Xie Yu's ability is a sword, and he is proficient in palm fingering, and none of the nine parts of the world has made his debut with boxing, but the few boxing moves just now are really wonderful...

At this time, he immediately went up to a young man in black, but he took advantage of the danger of others.