Chapter 82: Twelve Ways to Dry Legs

One of the two of them looks like a wild way of sanda, and the other is obviously a praying mantis boxing that has not been learned in place, and the two of them are inseparable from each other, and the sound of punching into the flesh can be heard at any time.

"Good!"

"Good fight!"

The audience in the audience has been applauding loudly, and in the eyes of these ordinary people, this kind of boxing match is already a very rare competition.

Ye Xuan was lying on the chair and watched it with relish, which made Jiang Bingbing on the side secretly despise it in his heart.

"The stinky boy who has never seen the world, such a boring game is so fascinating, if you wait for your grandpa to make a move, then you will be surprised!"

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, but Grandpa Sun didn't play for a long time, and she didn't want to talk too much about it.

Well, there will be a winner after all, and soon, the one who practiced mantis boxing was knocked out of the ring by a back hook that practiced sanda.

But the fight didn't stop there, and new faces took to the ring again, continuing to fight with the winner of the previous one.

After more than an hour, the faces of the four leading leaders in Jiangnan Province couldn't help but show impatience, but none of the four were willing to send someone to do it first.

Li Peng couldn't help but look at Ye Xuan, wanting to ask Ye Xuan's opinion, but saw Ye Xuan nodding lightly, and Li Peng immediately understood.

"Master Li, please take action, we don't have to waste time here anymore!"

He said to the young man beside him, whose face was sickly.

The young man glanced contemptuously at the two who were indistinguishable in the ring, and nodded.

The winner was a fighter who practiced free fighting, and the young man known as "Master Li" stepped lightly on the ground with his legs, jumped out of thin air, and then landed heavily on the stone platform.

After his feet landed, he stepped forward again, except for a few immortal cultivators present, everyone looked at the two deep footprints he left on the stone platform in amazement.

What kind of amazing power is this? It can make two deep footprints on the stones!

Many of the audience in the audience were chilled and sweated for the kickboxer on the court, and the cold sweat of the kickboxer on the court was already running down his cheeks.

Master Li said coldly: "You are not my opponent at all, go down by yourself, lest I shoot too hard later and directly abolish you." ”

Although the player was terrified in his heart, he wanted to go down first, but how could he be insulted by this young man, he gritted his teeth, rushed over quickly, and a punch was already hitting Master Li's temple.

"Humph!"

With a sneer on his face, Master Li quickly threw a punch that collided with the fighter's fist.

"Click!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the kickboxing fighter flew backwards and landed heavily outside the ring, one arm completely deformed by the punch, and he lay on the sidelines, wailing.

"It's too weak, come on, next!"

Master Li stood proudly with his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a dignified master, and the audience couldn't help but smack their tongues secretly.

"This young man should be Li Peng, the leader of the southern part of Jiangnan Province, right? Sure enough, he is extraordinary, and he can defeat his opponent with one punch. ”

"It is worthy of being the person invited by the underground leader of Jiangnan Province, can anyone else defeat him?"

"That's not necessarily, the other three leading people haven't played yet!"

The whispers of the people around her did not escape Jiang Bingbing's keen ears, and she looked at the old man surnamed Sun.

"Grandpa Sun, how is this person in the ring compared to you?"

The old man surnamed Sun stroked his beard and smiled lightly, and said, "It's just a high-level cultivator, I'm going to pinch him to death, it's just in an instant!"

Hearing the answer of the old man surnamed Sun next to him, Jiang Bingbing showed a relaxed smile.

She was just an ordinary cultivator, so she naturally couldn't see through the depth of Master Li in the ring, but an old man surnamed Sun spoke, which made her feel a lot more at ease.

"With Grandpa Sun in charge here, my Jiang family's title as the number one in Jiangnan Province is absolutely aspiring. ”

When she turned her head to see what Ye Xuan was doing, her nose almost crooked.

Ye Xuan had already closed his eyes, and he let out an even and gentle breathing sound.

"This guy is actually asleep here?"

If it weren't for the fact that she was afraid of so many pairs of eyes present, she really wanted to throw Ye Xuan out of here directly, he was embarrassing himself here, and he was simply angry.

How could she know that this kind of low-level move couldn't arouse any interest in Ye Xuan at all.

In the next period of time, Master Li was the leader, and some of the practitioners who came on stage were sent off the stage with just one punch and kick, very neatly, and there was not even a drop of sweat.

"In this private boxing match, it seems that there are no big masters!"

Although Master Li is usually called "master", he is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and when he sees that no one is his opponent, he naturally becomes rampant in his heart, and his speech is no longer very restrained.

Zhang Xu respectfully looked at the black-haired old man on the side.

"Dry old, look ......"

The old man named "Qianlao" showed a look of ridicule: "It's just an immortal cultivator in the realm of 'metamorphosis', and he dares to make a big deal in front of me, and watch me go up and take care of him." ”

As soon as Qianlao's words fell, his body had already shot out like an arrow, and he reached the stone platform in an instant.

"Old man Qianhong, come and learn your ability!"

Master Li looked contemptuous: "Old man, I think you should go down, I don't want to do anything with you, it will be troublesome to beat you to death with one punch." ”

Qianhong's complexion changed slightly, and anger was already faintly evident in his eyes.

"You are just an immortal cultivator in the realm of 'metamorphosis', but your tone is very big, today the old man will let you know, what is the old man!"

The last word fell, and Qianhong stepped on one foot and stepped heavily on the ring.

"Click!"

The surface of the stone in the ring suddenly cracked everywhere, and the cracks extended out along Qianhong's unknown, like a spider's web.

When he stepped out, the arrogant Master Li just now had already changed his face, and the strength of this kick was not much stronger than him.

"Twelve-way dry legs?"

The man in black who was sitting next to Hong Tianxiong suddenly stared at him and said in a deep voice.

"Master Huang, what did you say?"

Hong Tianxiong didn't understand what he meant.

"This private boxing match is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I didn't expect the heirs of the Twelve Roads to come here. ”