Taking the initiative to be the first to take the stage is also a kind of courage. After all, the first to take the stage, most likely, will be the first to step down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's ugly. "Wujiang River is surrounded by courtesy, and the attitude is very modest.

He was wearing a kung fu suit, his body was thin, not tall, but his body was as vigorous as a volcano, containing terrifying explosive power. He carried a dragon-shaped broadsword at his waist, half a man tall, with a wide back and a sharp blade, weighing at least ten kilograms, which was a dragon sword unique to the martial arts.

After looking around at everyone, he made a gesture to his father Wu Canghai and said, "Dad!"

"Hmm. Wu Canghai nodded. The Martial Sect Conference was held in their martial arts family, and the people from their martial arts family opened first, which was not a good choice, especially in this situation where no one took the initiative to fight.

"I wonder which grandmaster in the audience is willing to come up and send my unsuccessful son off the stage?" Wu Canghai looked around and smiled.

Wujianghe ranked 14th on the Grandmaster List, and according to the rules, he had to accept the challenge of the Grandmaster after the 14th place on the Grandmaster List first, and only after winning the battle could he challenge the Grandmaster before the 14th.

"I'm coming!"

The people under the stage couldn't hold it, like a gust of wind rushing up to the sky, and a harrier turned over in mid-air and landed steadily on the battle platform. There was a bang, and there was a sound of steel clashing, like striking iron.

Only then did everyone see who it was, Yang Lin, the head of the Iron Line Gate, and the 16th grandmaster on the Grandmaster List. This person is tall, a head taller than Wu Jianghe, with broad shoulders and a round waist, and is as strong as an ox. His arms are covered with the unique weapon of the Iron Fist, the fine steel ring, one arm is covered with ten, the weight of several kilograms, the momentum is heavy, and it can bring great potential energy to the iron fist that is blasted.

A grandmaster is ranked 14th on the list, and a grandmaster is ranked 16th, and the combat power is at one level, and they are equal.

Seeing these two, many people thought of the grandmaster who ranked 15th on the Grandmaster List, Jiangbei Shi Defeated the Sky. It's a pity that this person died not long ago, and it is said that he died at the hands of Master Jiangnan Ye.

"Friendly exchanges, point to point!"

After leaving a sentence, Wu Canghai stepped down from the battlefield and returned to his seat.

At this time, the audience was already shouting, and they asked the two to start quickly and fight quickly.

"Su Wen Wu's Crazy Dragon Sword Technique is the first sword technique in the world, and I, Yang, have long been willing to understand it. I also hope that Martial Sect Master will not leave behind, you and I will fight to our heart's content!"

Yang Lin's momentum is compelling, and the battle has not yet begun, and the momentum has climbed to a high point. His feet were tied to the horse, not moving like a mountain, his arms stretched and contracted, the muscles of his whole body were tense, the muscles were bulging, and the muscles were knotted. He is like a tiger ready to attack, ready to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent at any time.

Wu Jianghe was calm, compared to Yang Lin, he had a more common demeanor, and said with a smile: "Grandmaster Yang said that he laughed, the first sword technique in the world is not daring, it is just the promotion of colleagues in the rivers and lakes." Yang's iron fist is famous. I hope that Grandmaster Yang's subordinates will show mercy, and don't beat me to a blue nose and swollen face. ”

As soon as he said this, the audience burst into laughter.

The two of them are aggressive, the other is a humble gentleman, and invisibly, the people in the field have a good impression of Wu Jianghe.

In this way, Yang Lin's face became ugly. So, he stopped talking nonsense, and let out a low roar, "Please advise!" and the whole person moved.

The soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the powerful foot force made a half-finger-deep footprint on the rock, and the entire mountain base of the martial arts arena was shocked.

With the help of this powerful shock force, his knees bent slightly, and the whole person turned into a predatory tiger, and suddenly burst out. The extreme speed compressed the air with a popping sound, and a layer of white air appeared out of thin air around him, and the speed almost broke the sound barrier.

Thundered!

The rocky ground was cracked like a spider's web, and the stone chips flew like an earthquake.

Boom!

On the iron rings of his arms, there was a sound of steel colliding, like countless cold weapons clashing, and the sound was deafening.

However, in the blink of an eye, Yang Lin swept in front of Wu Jianghe in an instant, and the strength of his whole body was poured into his right arm, coupled with the powerful potential energy brought by the iron ring, he blasted out a heavy punch from the mountain and cracked Yue, and went straight to the face of Wu Jianghe.

"Is this the strength of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster? The physical body breaks the sound barrier, it's terrifying!" exclaimed a young martial artist with external strength in the audience.

"Fortunately, the martial arts arena of the martial arts is cut out of the mountain, which is solid enough, if it is the kind of indoor arena of boxing, one fist of the grandmaster can shatter the boxing ring, and even the house can be demolished. ”

Wu Jianghe didn't even draw his sword, Yang Lin's punch depends on how he responds. ”

"With the power of iron rings, the Iron Fist is known for its fierceness, which can be smashed even by a wall. Unless the body is practiced horizontally, ordinary people don't dare to break it with fists. ”

......

The iron rings on Yang Lin's arms can be called a cold weapon, and if Wu Jianghe draws his sword against each other, there is nothing wrong with it. But in the face of Yang Lin's earth-shattering punch, Wu Jianghe had no intention of drawing his sword, and the momentum on his body rose sharply, like a volcano erupting, majestic and strong, like a mountain, and blasted out with an iron fist.

He actually braked with static and broke with his fists, which stunned everyone in the field. After all, the combat power of the two is equal, and Iron Fist is known for its fierceness.

Wu Canghai sat still and smiled indifferently, without the slightest intention of worrying about his son.

For a long time, the outside world has a misunderstanding about their martial arts, thinking that in addition to their martial arts skills, the rest of their martial arts skills are commonplace.

As everyone knows, the martial arts family, as an ancestral sword saint, does not dare to say that the martial arts inherited are outstanding, but they are not comparable to ordinary sects.

"Dragon Fist!"

In the burst of shouting, Wu Jianghe's iron fist burst out in an instant, hammering the air, and shooting out a white sonic boom wave, in the explosion-like sonic boom, and Yang Lin's iron fist shook head-on, bursting out with a deafening roar.

Thundered!

The earth shook and the air trembled.

A visible air fluctuation erupted from the tip of the fist of the two, sweeping in all directions, the strong wind was like a knife, and the ground of the mountain and stone battle platform was swept out of the Dao traces. The crowd of warriors watching the battle on the edge of the battle platform suddenly felt a strong wind blowing on their faces, blowing on their faces and hurting painfully.

Both of them couldn't hold back and retreated. Yang Lin took eight steps back to stabilize his body, and Wu Jianghe also took six steps back.

Everyone was surprised, Wu Jianghe not only caught Yang Lin's iron fist, but also gained the upper hand.

The martial family's Wild Dragon Fist is much better than the Yang family's Iron Fist!

Yang Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was more excited. He let out a low roar, "Come again!" The man rushed out first, waving his iron arms continuously, and his feet slammed into the ground in the middle of the way.

Boom!

In mid-air, the iron ring of his right arm slammed into the iron ring of his left arm, making a thunderous explosion, and countless sparks flew out, almost igniting the air. His arms were like two fiery meteors, weighing more than 10,000 jun, and smashed into Wu Jianghe's shoulders.

"Aren't you out of the knife yet?" Yang Lin yelled. In his opinion, Wu Jianghe couldn't break his iron arms unless he made a knife.

This time, Wu Jianghe did not sit still, his feet shook, and he turned into a long shadow, and he also suddenly rose from the ground. He still didn't make a knife, and the iron leg swept out like a big axe in mid-air, bringing hurricane-like wind pressure and sonic boom sounds, and blasted head-on towards Yang Lin's iron arm.

"Crazy Dragon God Legs!" burst into the mouth of the Wujiang River.

Bang!

The air exploded, rippling, and the void was almost smashed into a hole.

Both of them flew out sideways, and the speed at which Yang Lin flew out upside down was obviously even worse, flying out like a cannonball. There was a crackling sound like firecrackers coming from the iron arm of the hard bar in front of him and Wu Jianghe, which was the sound of bone cracking spreading, first the wrist, then the lower arm, the elbow, the big arm, and finally the shoulder before stopping.

Bang bang bang......

After landing, Yang Lin rolled again, and finally rolled down to the stage of martial arts. Wu Jianghe only flew out more than ten meters upside down, and after landing on the ground, he quickly stood up, and his whole body was not too obvious except for the tearing of his clothes.