There are many categories in the Chinese martial arts world, in the early days, they were mostly divided into two factions in the north and south, and then there were internal and external theories, the inner family was represented by Tai Chi, Bagua, and Xingyi, and the outer family did not have a specific kung fu school, collectively referred to as the outer kung fu, which was also called Shaolin kung fu at that time, these were all early sayings, and later some people objected, thinking that Shaolin also had a lot of internal kung fu, so there is no specific classification of internal and external kung fu.

In the inner courtyard, Zhong Zhenxing stood on the spot, holding the dragon in his left hand and pushing straight with his right hand, regardless of the wind and waves, it was better than a leisurely stroll, and he posed in the starting posture of Xingyi Fist.

Everyone else present, including Bai Xiaorou, had withdrawn ten meters away.

Zhou Yang didn't have any moves, he just stood in the arena and didn't have any defensive posture, after all, he was a cultivator, and he didn't know the traditional martial arts routines at all.

"Zhou Yang, be careful, the instructor is in the late stage of Huajin. Seeing Zhou Yang standing like this, Bai Xiaorou couldn't help but remind her anxiously, and was glared at by Zhong Zhenxing and quickly shut up.

However, Zhou Yang does make people feel a little overwhelmed like this, at least that's what Bai Xiaorou thinks.

Zhong Zhenxing was a little annoyed when he saw that Zhou Yang was slow to attack, it is good for young people to be arrogant, but it is also a point of opportunity, a person who practices martial arts pays attention to a martial virtue, and as a leader, he can't take the initiative to attack Zhou Yang.

"You attack me!" Zhong Zhenxing's voice was slightly angry.

How can Zhou Yang understand the rules here, this is just a competition, not a killing, he is still waiting for Zhong Zhenxing to strike first, but since the other party takes the initiative to attack, then let's fight!

There were no fancy steps, no dazzling moves, an arrow step approached the opponent at great speed, Zhou Yang directly punched Zhong Zhenxing's chest, and the wind in the field was suddenly wanton, and there was a sound of breaking the air.

As soon as Zhou Yang punched, Zhong Zhenxing began to quickly observe and think, but he didn't know that the other party didn't even make a move, and his body was full of flaws, although he had the speed of the initial stage of the transformation, and his strength might be able to keep up, but so many flaws made Zhong Zhenxing suddenly feel extremely boring.

Zhong Zhenxing thought to himself, this kind of strength is not even as good as Bai Xiaorou's internal strength in the early stage, he has brute strength but can't move, he really doesn't understand how Yan Shan could die at his hands, it may be that Yan Shan is a light enemy.

He was confident that there were too many ways to win with a single move, even with equal strength.

However, Zhou Yang's idea is not like this, he himself knows little about the field of martial arts, although he knows what the levels are, but he does not understand the classification standards of martial arts levels, all along, he has only defeated and killed Yan Shan, a martial arts figure, all the force values are based on Yan Mountain, I heard Bai Xiaorou just now, this Zhong Zhenxing is the late stage of transformation, so he only used the power of the original three layers of agility, anyway, it is a competition, there is no need to worry about safety, but I am afraid that I will go all out and the consequences will be unpredictable.

Seeing that Zhou Yang was almost close to him, Zhong Zhenxing instantly gave up half a step to the left, Zhou Yang's fist really passed by him, at this time, as long as he took advantage of the trend or went against the trend, he could quickly solve the competition, not to use his palm, to use his feet, to kick his feet, to hook his feet, to turn his feet, to carry his feet, at this moment, Zhong Zhenxing thought of no less than dozens of ways to end the competition.

However, in order to save some face for Zhou Yang, Zhong Zhenxing still decided to use his hands, and at this moment, Zhong Zhenxing pushed Zhou Yang behind his back, and he didn't even need to exert too much force, he thought that Zhou Yang couldn't control his body.

Almost everyone present thought that the competition should be over, but they didn't expect Zhou Yang to lose so quickly, but Bai Xiaorou stared without blinking, although Zhou Yang's strength was only shown once in front of her, not very clear, but she was sure that Zhou Yang would definitely not go all out at this time!

Zhong Zhenxing's palm didn't even want to look at it, and he was ready to close the momentum with a light sticky touch to prevent hurting the other party, however, just as he was retracting, a huge force suddenly came from the palm, and Zhong Zhenxing was shocked to find that he didn't have time to unload the force, and I don't know when Zhou Yang had turned around and faced Zhong Zhenxing's palm.

There was a loud bang in the field, Zhong Zhenxing's body was uncertain, and he took a few steps back before stopping.

There were bursts of exclamations in the field, the situation reversed instantly, everyone didn't see clearly how Zhou Yang turned around, and the old man's eyes lit up, and there was something to see!

Just now Zhong Zhenxing chatted with the old man Jiang for a few words, which informed the other party of Zhou Yang's information, and was also shocked by Zhou Yang's martial arts attainments with the old man's knowledge, the eighteen-year-old master of Huajin, in the years of the Anti-Japanese War, he had seen many martial arts masters, and played a lot of roles in the Anti-Japanese War, and he also knew that it was not easy to achieve martial arts attainments, but the information was information, and it still needed to be seen with his own eyes to be true, after all, he had never heard of such a young Huajin attainment, so he took the initiative to let Zhou Yang and Zhong Zhenxing have two moves.

Zhong Zhenxing finally stopped, although Zhou Yang did not go all out, but the strength in the early stage of Huajin was not to mention a thousand catties, Zhong Zhenxing secretly exclaimed, and quickly re-posed, "Come again!"

This time, Zhong Zhenxing took the initiative to launch an offensive.

Zhong Zhenxing's attacks are not as pleasing to the eye as the bells and whistles on TV, but they are all real killing skills.

was attacked by Zhou Yang's cold counterattack, Zhong Zhenxing put away his contempt, and quickly increased his strength to the middle stage of Huajin, after all, it was a competition, his own strength was already in the late stage of Huajin, if he really let go of his hand to fight, it was inevitable that he would miss.

The two of them quickly collided several times in a figure that ordinary people couldn't see, making a muffled sound, like the sound of a hammer hitting the ground.

In less than a few breaths, they have already fought more than a dozen moves, and the two of them do not give up a single step, regardless of victory or defeat.

Zhong Zhenxing's heart shook wildly, he thought that as long as he got serious, with his own strength and skills, the battle could still end quickly, he could see that Zhou Yang really didn't have any moves, only the simplest attack and defense, but it was these simple techniques that blocked his attacks again and again, and there were several times when Zhong Zhenxing's attacks were about to succeed, but the other party could block them from a weird angle.

Among all the special forces in Huaxia, he could at least rank in the top ten with his strength, otherwise he would not have been at the level of a lieutenant general at such an age, and how old was the other party, eighteen years old! Even Hua Jin should not be so rebellious, which aroused Zhong Zhenxing's long-lost competitive spirit.

Originally, there were two moves that were good, but in the eyes of outsiders, there were no less than twenty moves, everyone held their breath and looked at the field, even the old man unconsciously clenched his crutches, Bai Xiaorou was even more stared, and she was so excited that she gestured on the side, this level of competition is simply a textbook for her, if anyone else can see the situation in the field at this moment, it is her.

However, no one in the audience could see Zhou Yang's strange expression, originally he thought that his strength was also around the middle stage of the transformation, but in the battle between these breaths, he could sense that the other party was constantly improving his strength, but even so, it was still within the range he could bear, and he even felt that even if Zhong Zhenxing's strength was faster and faster, he could bear it.

Time was fleeting, a few minutes passed in a blink of an eye, gusts of wind blew in the originally calm inner courtyard, and pieces of fallen dead leaves were carried by the wind, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, cracks began to appear on the ground paved with stones, Bai Xiaorou consciously blocked in front of Old Man Jiang this time, for fear that something would happen.

Zhong Zhenxing has unconsciously increased the power of the shot to the late stage of Huajin, the speed is faster and the power is greater, and immediately, Zhou Yang also followed Zhong Zhenxing's rhythm to increase the speed of strength.

At this time, almost no one could see the figures of the two people clearly, and they could only barely see that the two blurred figures kept changing positions.

"Papapapa" changed from a muffled sound to a crisp sound, the sound of the two hitting each other was higher than a sound, and it spread across the inner courtyard to the outside, and the guests in the outer courtyard thought that someone was setting off firecrackers, at this time, even if someone wanted to hold the two people in the field, they didn't have the strength to step forward, Bai Xiaorou had a feeling that if she got close to them, she might be seriously injured by her strength.

This is still better controlled by the two, otherwise it is only a matter of time before the inner courtyard is demolished.

Zhong Zhenxing's forehead had begun to sweat, and he couldn't figure out why no matter how he changed his moves, from Xingyi to Bagua, he had almost performed it once, but he couldn't effectively hit the other party, didn't it mean that the opponent's martial arts cultivation was not under him, which was too appalling!

However, it was dozens of moves, Zhou Yang suddenly began to feel tired of coping, the speed of the other party is too fast, if it is not for the help of the divine sense, the other party's every move is fully noticed, he will definitely not be able to hold on to the present, the loss has reached the eighth layer of agility, otherwise it is still the same as the three layers of agility in Myanmar, and it is impossible to catch the opponent's current move, even if it is not the sixth layer of agility, it can be used in battle, and the consumption itself is very large, Zhou Yang has a hunch, at most no more than three minutes, his divine consciousness will be consumed, and he will only be beaten at that time, it seems that he is still some gap from the later stage of the transformation。

In the field, Zhong Zhenxing, who had been fighting for a long time, began to change his moves again, Tai Chi! Four or two thousand catties, seemingly powerless, but in fact dangerous, while resolving Zhou Yang's strength, he used one tricky angle after another to attack Zhou Yang, he had noticed Zhou Yang's abnormality, and took this opportunity to give Zhou Yang any time to stop at all.

After attacking again and again, Zhou Yang no longer fought hard, and could only rely on the observation of his divine sense to dodge dangerously and dangerously, and the speed of his shots became slower and slower, but Zhong Zhenxing was fighting more and more, and it seemed that he had not fought so vividly for a long time.

Finally, when Zhou Yang felt that his divine sense was about to be exhausted, he had to raise all his strength to fight hard with the other party to end the battle, and Zhong Zhenxing also had this intention.

There was a loud "bang", and the two of them quickly retreated.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock" The two of them stepped on the stone slab ground one after another three inches deep footprints, and everyone was afraid for a while, although the Jiang family is a military family, but this kind of master fighting with individual ability alone is very rare, who dared to think that personal force can be so powerful!

"Okay, cool, Zhou Yang, come with me to the army, people like you shouldn't be so silent. Zhong Zhenxing held his numb hand, completely ignoring the sweat all over his body, and threw such an olive branch to Zhou Yang.