As soon as Chen Fan said this, the faces of everyone in the audience changed greatly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Chief Instructor!" Huo Donglai was sweating profusely, he didn't expect such a big conflict to happen in just one meeting. In fact, he also blamed several of his teachers and nephews for being too arrogant.

What kind of character is Chen Fan? The chief instructor of Canglong, who was personally invited by the commander, is suspected to be a Realm Transformation Grandmaster, can such a character be humiliated?

"Chief Instructor Chen, are you trying to make a feud with my Baji?" Mu Shan's eyes slowly narrowed, and there was a trace of murderous intent flashing in them.

"Yes and what. Chen Fan stood still and said slowly.

"In that case, I can only teach the chief instructor's stunts. Mu Shan solemnly hugged his fists and bowed, as if facing an elder with great respect.

All the people in the Eight Extremes were solemn.

Mu Shan's move has a name in the martial arts world, called 'Divide victory and defeat, but also divide life and death.' In layman's terms, it means being humiliated, not dying, and can only wash away the shame with blood.

Seeing this scene, Huo Donglai, Instructor Gu and the others could only keep their mouths shut. At this time, whoever dares to go up to stop it is Mu Shan's great enemy of life and death, kill him first, and then kill Chen Fan.

The thin old man was not sad but happy, clapped his hands like thunder and shouted: "Okay, this is the spirit of my eight poles!"

Listening to his words, several martial arts instructors secretly shook their heads, what era is this, and they still hold on to the tradition and do the ancient thing of drawing their swords in anger. It is no wonder that the Eight Poles are declining more and more, and they cannot keep up with the development of other families and Taoist schools.

"That's it, let's do it. Chen Fan looked interested, as if he had insulted him by fighting with Mu Shan.

A trace of humiliation flashed in Mu Shan's eyes, he had already done the most respectful opponent salute, but Chen Fan did not return the corresponding respect, this was the slightest contempt for him!

"Whew!"

Mu Shan's stomping is more terrifying than Gao Baisheng and Huo Donglai.

With his left foot as the center, the concrete floor was torn inch by inch, and the floors were directly lifted, and smoke and dust were everywhere, and Mu Shan had already smashed his palm on a piece of cement masonry.

This piece of masonry is like a flying crossbow, coming towards Chen Fan****, with the internal strength of Mu Shan's thirty years of hard work, that is, a wall can smash a hole.

"Chief Instructor be careful!"

Leng Mian and the others couldn't help but exclaim.

Mu Shan's strength is much stronger than Gao Baisheng, and his every move is like the primeval Tyrannosaurus Rex, and a casual blow may be able to smash a Canglong member to death. Such a method makes their hearts cold.

If we don't have a weapon, I'm afraid that there are so many of us who may not be enough for him to kill." ’

Everyone thought to themselves, and couldn't help but gasp. Mu Shan, who is at the peak of his internal strength, is still so terrifying, how terrifying is it to stand in the Transformation Realm Grandmaster?

Only the old knife had a bright gaze, clutching the scabbard at his waist, staring at Mu Shan motionlessly, as if he had seen a great enemy in life.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan casually smashed, and smashed the flying brick and stone, his palm as white as jade seemed to be made of stainless steel, and he was unharmed when he touched the stone.

At this time, Mu Shan had already attacked, and every time he stepped on the ground, he made a rumbling sound and stepped out of a dirt pit. The flying stones scattered in all directions. He was like a rampaging armored car, unscrupulous, and no one dared to stop him.

That kind of majesty made everyone lose their color.

"I wonder if the chief instructor is his opponent?"

Even though Chen Fan was like a god in their hearts, seeing Mu Shan's terror, Canglong people still wavered in their hearts.

"Fart, he's such a thing, the chief instructor can slap him to death!" Tank retorted.

In the field, Mu Shan was already close to Chen Fan, he crossed his hands with each other, hugged his fists into a hammer, and formed a 'cross type', like a heavenly wrestler dancing with a golden gourd sledgehammer, smashing it on the head.

The power of this blow, I am afraid that a grinding disc can be smashed violently here.

Mu Shan was confident that unless it was a martial arts master in front of him, no one would be able to hold on to him. Baji has always been known for its fierceness and uncasting, although he is not good at health preservation, but Mu Shan is in the prime of life, his blood is like the sea, there is really a grandmaster, and he dares to fight.

"Chief Instructor!"

The giant hammer fell on his head, and Chen Fan stood there without dodging or evading, as if he was already stupid. Canglong everyone's eyes suddenly popped out, and they blurted out anxiously. And Huo Donglai's face also changed greatly, but he knew the power of Mu Shan's hammer, if he hit his head, even the iron man couldn't stand it.

"Hah!"

At the most critical moment, Mu Shan finally retracted, tried his best to offset the giant hammer by three points, left the top of Chen Fan's head, and hit him in the shoulder.

"Boom!"

The sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu is like a wrestler smashing a giant hammer on a bronze bell. An invisible sound wave centered on Mu Shan and Chen Fan spread out in all directions.

Those who were close covered their ears and retreated, unable to withstand such a loud noise. Only Lao Dao, Yue Jianqiu, and Tank were still standing still. On the side of Baji, Guo Xiaoman took a few steps back, but the thin old man pulled her to barely hold on.

"What's wrong?"

"Did the third uncle win?"

"The chief instructor won't have an accident, right?"

Everyone looked at the field with eagerness, eager to know the winner.

At this time, the field was shrouded in a burst of smoke and dust, and everyone couldn't see clearly, only the thin old man's eyes narrowed slightly, staring inside, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed:

"This can't be?"

"What's the matter?" Huo Donglai hurriedly asked.

The thin old man's face was pale, and he didn't say a word.

At this time, the dust and smoke cleared, and the scene inside the field appeared. I saw that Chen Fan was still standing there, and Mu Shan held a giant hammer with both hands and smashed it on his left shoulder, but Chen Fan did not move at all, as if he was unharmed.

"How is this possible?"

Mu Shan withdrew his hand, took a few steps backwards, and looked at Chen Fan in disbelief.

Thinking of the feeling when he hit his fist just now, it was like hitting his hands on a bronze bell weighing several tons, but he was shocked and painful, and even Mu Shan could vaguely feel that the bones in his hand were cracked.

Chen Fan actually used his arm to forcibly withstand the hammer he shot with all his strength without being injured!

"How can there be such a powerful person in the world, could it be that your body is made of steel?" Mu Shan looked lost and depressed.

I included real strength and tried my best to shoot, but people didn't fight back and let you fight, your hand bones were cracked, and the other party was fine, how big is the gap?

Chen Fan dusted off his shoulders, shook his head and said:

"As I said, you're not worthy of being my opponent. ”

Mu Shan's face was like ashes, and he didn't dare to fight back.

The thin old man's face turned from blue to white, from white to red, from red to black, and finally he could only sigh and bend down and hug his fists:

"I didn't expect it to be the grandmaster in person, it's me who don't know Taishan!"

Chen Fan just waved his hand from beginning to end, and then stood there and ate Mu Shan's blow, without showing any grandmaster's ability. But in this world, except for the martial arts master, who can take a hard blow from the peak master of internal strength without being injured?

Guo Xiaoman and the others were full of incredulity.

Is this young man who looks younger than them really a grandmaster standing at the pinnacle of martial arts?

Instructor Gu and the others also had a strange light on their faces, Grandmaster! A Martial Arts Grandmaster! A Martial Arts Grandmaster who is less than 20 years old! They were just suspicious before, but now that they were confirmed by the thin old man, they suddenly felt as if they had witnessed history.

The Canglong members were even more jubilant, they didn't know much about the grandmaster, but the chief instructor was so powerful, they would only be honored.

"Now you can cut off your legs and get out. Chen Fan said lightly.

Mu Shan's body trembled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the thin old man. I saw the thin old man's eyelids droop, and he said in a deep voice: "Since Your Excellency is a young grandmaster, then we should be punished for our offense." ”

"Grandmaster, don't be dishonored! Mu Shan, you cut off your legs. ”

Hearing his words, Mu Shan laughed miserably, and actually punched himself in the leg.

"Click. "Click. ”

The two calves were stiffly broken by him with his fists, and although he was sweating profusely from pain, his face did not move at all.

Gao Baisheng, Guo Xiaoman and others had grief and indignation in their eyes, but they didn't say anything. The moment they stepped into the martial arts world, the first thing they were told was:

'Grandmaster is not to be dishonored!'

The grandmaster is a figure at the pinnacle of martial arts, just like a divine dragon in the sky, and anyone who violates the majesty of the grandmaster has to pay a price.

The Canglong people were also stunned by the scene in the field, this is their own broken leg, how ruthless is it to go down? It was only at this moment that they vaguely realized what a 'martial arts grandmaster' was and what was the majesty of a grandmaster.

"Grandmaster Chen, are you satisfied with this explanation?" Although the thin old man was nearly eighty years old, he treated Chen Fan at this time like a junior meeting an elder. The rules of the martial arts world, there is no order to learn, and those who reach it are teachers.

"That's it. Chen Fan waved his hand, like sending off ants.

"Then I'll take my leave. Under the command of the thin old man, Guo Xiaoman helped Gao Baisheng, and another middle-aged man set up Mu Shan.

"However, before leaving, I would like to tell Grandmaster Chen. The thin old man said in a deep voice: "I also have a grandmaster in the eight extremes, and this hatred, I will send the grandmaster to find it back in the future." ”

"I'll wait for him. Chen Fan replied simply.

"Good!" the thin old man looked at him deeply, then turned away.

When the people of the Eight Extremes came, they were arrogant, but when they left, they were embarrassed.

Huo Donglai could only look up to the sky and sigh.

A good thing, how did it come to be? But he didn't resent Chen Fan, just like the thin old man said, the grandmaster should not be humiliated. If you question a grandmaster, you have to pay the price.

But fortunately, they only broke their hands and feet, and there were still some remnants of the ointment left by their ancestors in our door, and they would be restored in three or five months at most. ’

As a martial arts sect that has been inherited for hundreds of years, Baji naturally has some secret training medicine, but the materials of these secret medicines are extremely difficult to find, and if you use a little less, I am afraid that it will be difficult to collect it now.

At this time, Chen Fan was already surrounded by many excited Canglong members.

They are now convinced by Chen Fan, and they no longer have any doubts.

"Young Grandmaster, if such a character arrives at a martial arts gathering, I'm afraid it will surprise the eyes of the world. ”

Instructor Gu looked at Chen Fan in the center of the crowd and sighed faintly.

And Huo Donglai felt remorse in his heart, this was the glory of their eight extremes, but it was a pity that he was buried by his own people. (To be continued.) )