Chapter 138: Liu Mang was completely furious

As soon as this Kongtong disciple appeared, the original jubilant atmosphere in the field changed, not only the seven major sects in the distance, but even the nearby small sects and ancient martial arts families all looked at us.

"Insert a kick, how deep do you want to insert, draw a line!" Liu Mang raised the corners of his mouth, got up and looked at the other party, since people took the initiative to do things, we will not be cowardly.

"It's very simple, I don't have as many rules as Qingcheng Sixiu, when you meet me in the ring, even if you go all out, I will let you know the background of my Kongtong faction within a hundred moves, I heard before that you turned the tide in front of the tomb of Wuhou, how to Niu B, it's a pity, I didn't show up that day, I didn't understand the two of them, so this time let me ask for advice, if I win, it means that your strength is exaggerated, I just want to prove that the rumors are true or false!"

The Kongtong disciple carried his hands on his back, and he didn't need to experience his arrogance too much, and an invisible suppressive force permeated the field.

Although his words are light and light, the meaning in his words is already very obvious, defeating me and Brother Mang, can prove his own strength, even we can defeat him, then when Wuhou Tomb is replaced by him, he can also turn the tide, but he will do better, not only him, Qingcheng Sixiu's battle contract, but also this meaning in it, Brother Mang and I have virtually become the best opportunity for the young disciples of the Seven Great Sects to correct their names!

"Okay, this matter is fair and reasonable, rest assured, our brothers will do their best on the stage to ensure that we will not kill you!" Liu Mang swept the tip of his nose with his fingers and agreed.

Liu Mang's words always have a frivolous meaning, which has something to do with his character.

Hearing this, the Kongtong disciple had a faint hostility and disdain in his eyes, and said: "Refreshing, remember my name, Kongtong Demon Killer, Cold Injury!"

"It turns out that he is the first person of the young generation of the Kongtong faction, cold injury, it is said that he is the first seed player of the Kongtong faction, the only closed disciple under the head of the sect, the strength is unfathomable, the last time the dark temple sneak attack on the Kongtong faction, he led a number of disciples alone, and the dozen masters of the dark hall did not take half a step back, and his reputation is well-known among the younger generation of the seven major factions, it is said that the daughter of the head of the Miao Jiang faction intends to marry him, and he is definitely a hot big man in the future. ”

"Hey, the gun shot the first bird, this Liu Mang and Ye Fan are going to be miserable, offending so many people, once they meet a strong opponent in the ring, they will definitely end up seriously injured. ”

"I already have a premonition that the two new stars that have just risen in the martial arts are about to fall, after all, the background of the seven major factions is a hundred times stronger than the unknown ancient martial arts family they are in, and they will never turn over again!"

"Hmph, in fact, I also want to see if the strength of the two of them is as powerful as rumored, I think the same as the cold injury, I think they are just a waste of fame!"

There was a lot of talk around, putting me and Brother Mang on the cusp again.

We are destined to pull hatred, and we are destined to have no ordinary road to go in our lives.

However, to our surprise, as the battle of the cold injury fell, the Huashan faction and the Miaojiang faction also came one after another, nominally to toast, but in fact to make a contract with us in the ring.

Liu Mang and I smiled helplessly, how do you feel that they are not here for a martial arts competition in this Young Heroes Meeting, they are all here to fight our two brothers.

That night, the full moon was in the sky, and the dusk night illuminated the top of Zixiao Peak beautifully, with fine wine, beautiful people, and beautiful venues, with the most beautiful moon, Liu Mang and I did not experience a trace of beauty, but our hearts were full of pressure and motivation.

Seven factions, in order to escape the wrong deeds of twenty years ago, are you going to strangle the two of us in the cradle, so that our dragon dream will never come out?

Then, this time, I, Ye Fan, will learn your tricks and see if you are stronger, or if I can fly higher.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, the long-awaited martial arts young heroes officially kicked off.

The venue of the contest is on the main hall where yesterday was drinking, which is the most spacious and has a very wide view, and is surrounded by a stepped stand more than three meters high, and each sect is seated in turn according to the above markings.

Of course, the view of the venue of the Damen Sect is the best, and it is also the most eye-catching, and a small ancient martial arts family like us can only be arranged in the corners and corners, and no one cares.

A total of 108 contestants were divided into 6 groups, each group of 18 people, the first round is an intra-group battle, each group to determine the top four, the second round of semi-finals.

The division of the group is also quite particular, everything is determined by the draw, and there are two seeded players in each of the seven factions, which are evenly distributed to each group, so that there is no fear that the players in a certain group will be too strong, ensuring the fairness of the game.

Unexpectedly, Liu Mang and I were unfortunately placed in one group, which made our first round matchup a little more difficult.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the first showdown quickly began.

The first match, as the opening match, attracted a lot of interest, and Zuo Ning Fan in the Qingcheng Four Shows faced off against the only player of the Wing Chun Gate of the ancient martial arts family.

The history of Wing Chun Gate is only 100 years, the background is shallow, its exercises are mainly boxing, and the cultivation to the extreme should not be underestimated, but unfortunately, the strength of the players in Wing Chun Gate is only in the early stage of congenital, how to fight against the realm of Zuo Ning Fan in the middle of the congenital stage.

At the beginning of the fight, Zuo Ning Fan had an arrogant expression, looking at each other proudly with his hands on his back, and the Wing Chun men were cautious, waiting for an opportunity to find a flaw.

"I know that my strength is not as good as Your Excellency, so I just want to learn from each other until the end, and it can be regarded as adding a few points of experience in battle, please give me advice!" The people of the Wing Chun Sect were very polite, fully showing the humble status of the small sect in front of the seven major sects.

"Noise, what kind of identity do you have, you dare to claim to be teaching!" Zuo Ning narrowed his eyes coldly, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and he rushed to the Wing Chun people with lightning speed.

His steps were very weird, and when he came to the other party, his body seemed to turn into two afterimages, and he couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction, and with a bang, the other party raised his hand to parry, but he couldn't resist his powerful strength, and his body was straight out of the way.

As long as he falls off the ring, he will lose, but Zuo Ning fanned the corner of his mouth, obviously didn't want to end the game so quickly, rushed over and grabbed the opponent's ankle, lifted the opponent in the air like a chicken with both hands, slammed the opponent into the air twice, and made up several kicks in the air, and when he landed, the Wing Chun people spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and they no longer had the strength to stand up.

"The young man will be the arena of the strong, what kind of garbage also has a face to shout, it really dirties the land of Zixiao Peak!" Zuo Ning shouted disdainfully with a wave of his arm.

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction in the audience cheered and shouted for Zuo Ningfan.

The master of the Wing Chun Gate hurriedly stepped forward to pull his disciple to the stage, looking at the disciple's serious injury, his old eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and almost shed tears of anger.

"The competition is to the point, the Young Heroes will be friends with martial arts, why should the Qingcheng faction make such a heavy hand!"

Shaoxia will have rules, he can't beat people to death, and he can't beat them to death, and Zuo Ning Fan just made the opponent to the critical point of dying, and he simply appreciated the rules of the competition to an outrageous degree, he did this because he wanted to establish his authority, and he wanted to make others afraid of the Qingcheng faction, and the next road was easy to go.

When Liu Mang and I saw the appearance of the Wing Chun disciples, I am afraid that they will not be able to recover in three or five months.

I stepped forward, patted the door master's shoulder, took out a pill from my arms and said, "Senior, this is a blood coagulation pill that has the miraculous effect of stopping bleeding, although it is not a precious medicinal material, but after taking it, it will not worsen the internal injury, don't be too sad!"

The door master's cloudy eyes looked at me excitedly, took the pill with both hands, and thanked me again and again, this pill was given to me and Liu Mang by Uncle Wan before leaving, and there were many more on him.

"Yo, I'm sorry, I shot a little heavy just now, it's all because I'm not careful, next time if I fight again, I'll only use fifty percent of my strength!" Zuo Ning Fan on the stage squinted his eyes slightly and said with a sneer.

"No need, you can just go all out next time, because you are about to meet me!" Liu Mang slowly raised his head, a pair of tiger eyes were not angry and arrogant, he was completely angry.

And Zuo Ning Fan happened to be in the same group as Liu Mang, and the evil fruits you planted will soon be tasted by yourself.