On the other side, Na Beixun was still eating with the moon rats, and he didn't take Wang Yue and them in his eyes at all. While eating, the moon rat looked at Bei Xun and smiled evilly, "Young Master Bei Xun, you were so domineering just now, and you stopped Wang Yue and a few of them in one sentence." ”

"Hehe, Wang Yue is already a waste, and the people who play with Wang Yue shouldn't be much better. Beixun sneered.

Then when Beixun just scooped up a bowl of soup with a spoon and put it in his mouth, a heavy object suddenly flew from behind them, and directly slapped their faces on the table, smashing the table to smashing and slapping several of them to the ground.

"This, what's going on......" In an instant, the food was all over their faces, and the moon rat only felt that the whole person was in pain. They had all been smashed to the ground by the huge long table, and he hadn't realized what was going on.

"Looking for death!" With a snort, Bei Xun just turned around and took a look, when he saw that Young Master Qian was already riding on him, and swung his fist at him.

"What's going on, what's going on!?" Unexpectedly, Young Master Qian suddenly hit someone, and a group of people around Beixun were stunned. Then after thinking about it, a group of them immediately rushed towards Young Master Qian.

"Wang Yue, what should we do?" Seeing that Young Master Qian was about to fight with them, the drunkard immediately looked at Wang Yue.

"This Chongwu training camp is the training base for the strongest of the young generation in the north, and if we can train here for three months, our strength will definitely increase. And if we can get the first place, it will be a huge gain, which we can't compare with after a few years of hard work. We've only just been here, we don't know the rules here, and if we're expelled from the camp for fighting, there's nothing. ”

"That's it, what if you are expelled from the training camp because of this? Young Master Qian is our friend, let's go over to help!" After analyzing the pros and cons, although Wang Yue felt that they would be expelled for fighting, they still rushed forward.

"Get out!"

When Wang Yue, the drunkard, and Zhao Xi'er rushed up, and glanced at the warriors who were about to attack Young Master Qian, Wang Yue kicked over a martial artist with one kick, and the drunkard threw a martial artist to the ground with one punch, and Zhao Xi'er beat a martial artist out with one palm.

And on Young Master Qian's side, he just rode on Beixun and punched him a few times, and Beixun kicked him directly out of his body with a kick.

As a grandmaster-level peak master, Beixun is much stronger than him in terms of strength and speed. Although he was hit by a huge long table just now, as a top martial artist's strong body, this did not cause him much damage.

When he kicked Young Master Qian out heavily, he wiped the vegetable soup and nosebleed on his face, and he immediately pulled out his long sword from his body, "Son of a bitch, I didn't expect you to be a grandmaster-level master." But what can I do, Young Master Ben is a grandmaster-level peak master, fight with me, I'm afraid you're impatient. ”

"Hehe, do you think I'll be defeated by you?" Young Master Qian sneered, and his body suddenly emitted a golden light.

"Huh?" Beixun frowned slightly.

"Five-shaped fist, tiger fist!" and stepped on his foot on the ground, Young Master Qian immediately rushed towards Beixun, and turned his hands into tiger claws and grabbed Beixun's face fiercely.

"Is it a five-shaped fist?" Glancing at the tiger claw attacked by Young Master Qian, Beixun immediately retreated, narrowly avoiding the tiger claw attacked by Young Master Qian, and raised the sword in his hand to resist.

"Snake Fist!" Looking at the tiger claws that Bei Xun was blocking him, Young Master Qian suddenly turned his hand into a snake-shaped hand, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, directly avoiding the sword erected by Young Master Qian, and took it from Beixun's throat.

"Not bad!" Glancing at the hand that Young Master Qian had taken, Beixun quickly retreated, and at the same time waved the sword in his hand.

"Dragon Fist!" Feeling the sharp edge of Beixun's swing, Young Master Qian's body was crooked, and he suddenly turned his hand into a dragon claw, and at the same time, his whole body rotated in place, stretched out his right foot, and swept Beixun with a dragon swing tail.

The martial arts used by this young master Qian are the fist techniques of the five animal forms of dragons, snakes, tigers, cranes and leopards. Five-shaped boxing, for the northern Shaolin martial arts, characterized by the unity of fist and Zen, both gods and shapes, both internal and external. The content of boxing has dragon, snake, tiger, crane, leopard five kinds of fist shapes, dragon freehand, just in the middle with soft, snake fluttering, offensive continuous, tiger fierce, big open and close, crane light and agile, flexible body, leopard is bright eyes and hands fast, fast action.

This young master Qian is the son of the Qian family, one of the four major families of martial arts, and has been carefully cultivated by masters since he was a child, and has eaten many precious pills in the family. Although Beixun is the younger brother of Beichen, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, and he is also carefully cultivated by Beichen, he is still a little inferior to Young Master Qian as an underworld. When the two of them made more than a dozen moves in a row in two minutes, Beixun soon became a little overwhelmed.

When Young Master Qian used the crane fist, his whole person suddenly became light, like a crane, suddenly jumped high, and kicked him several times in the air in a row, kicking the sword that Beixun used to block buzzing. After Young Master Qian landed, his whole person turned into a leopard shape again, staring at Beixun with fierce eyes, and suddenly pounced on him fiercely.

And when Young Master Qian pounced on Beixun, that Beixun had just swung a sword at him, one of his hands had already turned into a tiger's claw and grabbed his sword, and the other hand turned into a snake-shaped hand, which was a little more ruthless on the acupoint at the Beixun Tianling cover.

At this point, Beixun was suddenly beaten by him. Before he could react, Young Master Qian had already punched him out.

"Young Master Ben has always been beaten by me since I was a child, and no one has ever dared to beat me. And you, dare to take the initiative to provoke me!?" Suddenly, Young Master Qian directly pulled out the sword on his body, and slashed Beixun with a sword.

"My brother is Beichen, the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, you dare to kill me!?" Seeing that Young Master Qian really pulled out his sword and slashed at him, the pupils in Beixun's eyes suddenly shrank into a dot.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a voice came from not far from them. When Young Master Qian's sword was about to slash Beichen, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and kicked his sword away. Then the black shadow grabbed Young Master Qian's collar, and before Young Master Qian could react, he had already thrown him out.

"Stop!"

On this side, Wang Yue, the drunkard, and Zhao Xi'er were constantly beating a warrior who rushed over. When the three of them were about to make a move, the black shadow quickly blocked the attack of the drunkard and Zhao Xi'er. And Wang Yue was just about to hit a martial artist in the chest with a punch, when the black shadow quickly pushed the martial artist away, and hit Wang Yue's fist hard with one punch.

"Da Hong Fist!"

With a snap, when the black shadow and Wang Yue's two fists were opposed, a trace of fluctuation suddenly emanated from the air. Then Wang Yue's face changed greatly, and he only felt the qi and blood in his body surging, and he quickly took five steps back. And the black shadow's face also changed slightly, and he quickly took a step back.

"Fucha senior?" Seeing that the person who fought turned out to be Fuchamin, Wang Yue suddenly frowned slightly.

Without talking to Wang Yue, Fu Chamin was wearing a martial arts uniform like a master of Ouchi, and his eyes glanced at the cafeteria. I only saw that Wang Yue, the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er and Young Master Qian were intact, and the large number of martial artists led by Bei Xun had already fallen more than half.

"Senior Fucha, these four wastes actually dared to sneak attack us, they took the initiative to fight with us!" Seeing that the person in charge, Fu Chamin was coming, Bei Xun felt palpitations, and immediately stood up and looked at Young Master Qian hatefully and said.

"Fu Chamin, these four juniors are so rude, let's expel them quickly!" I have forgotten Wang Yue, why they were able to defeat themselves, and what kind of masters they were. At this moment, the martial arts students who deliberately changed their age to come in for training were all angry, and they stood up one by one to complain, covering the sore spots on their bodies.

"Fu Chamin, I am an elder of the Provincial Martial Artists Association, and I am a person by Cangtian's side, please expel these juniors. The moon rat wiped the oil from his face and got up from the ground and said.

Listening to the Moon Mouse's words, Fu Chamin only raised his right hand slightly, signaling them not to speak. Then he glanced at Wang Yue and them, only to see Wang Yue frowning slightly, the drunkard crooked his mouth with a look of disdain, Zhao Xi'er's eyes looked around as if he was fine, and Young Master Qian raised his chin high and was very arrogant.

"You listen to me, no fights are allowed in the Chongwu training camp, I don't care what your background is, which master's cronies you are, or the son of which family, when you come to our Chongwu training camp, compared to the Nalan family, one of our martial arts double masters, you are all bullshit! And today is the first day, you still don't know the rules of this Chongwu training camp, I order you to clean up this place within thirty minutes and come out to practice martial arts. And if you dare to fight again, I will not only kick you out of the training camp, but also abolish your martial arts with my own hands. If any of you think that your background is big enough, you can find your background to try the strength of our Nalan family!" With a cold snort, Fu Chamin walked out of the cafeteria directly.

When Fuchamin walked out of the cafeteria, everyone in the cafeteria didn't dare to say a word for a long time. It seems that Fu Chamin is really angry this time, if they fight again, not only will they be kicked out, but I am afraid that they will not even be able to keep their martial arts. And that Fu Chamin is a god-level inferior master, and I'm afraid there is no one here who can compare to him. And the Nalan family, one of the martial arts giants behind him, is even more terrifying.

After thinking about it, a group of them immediately silently cleaned up the cafeteria. And when they cleaned up for two minutes, Na Beixun suddenly looked at Wang Yue and Young Master Qian with hatred and said, "It was Young Master Qian who did it first, why do we want to clean up the canteen here? ”

After speaking, Beixun glared at Young Master Qian hatefully and walked out of the cafeteria.

"Young Master Beixun is right, just let Wang Yue and them clean up the canteen. I'm an elder of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, this kind of subordinate does something, what should I do as an identity?" At the same time, the moon rat pointed at Wang Yue viciously and said, "Boy, you wait for the end of the training camp, and I'll talk to you outside." ”

Until this moment, the moon rat didn't realize that a large group of them had just been beaten by Wang Yue and them, how could he be Wang Yue's opponent alone. He was so angry that he had forgotten that since a large group of them couldn't beat them, they must be far superior to their masters.

"The Moon Rat is the elder of the Martial Arts Association in their province, and so are we. Hehe, will we do this kind of thing?" After thinking about it, the rest of the people walked out of the cafeteria one after another, leaving only Wang Yue, the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er and Young Master Qian.

"Wang Yue, what should we do?" Seeing that a large group of them had left, the drunkard looked at the mess and asked.

"Pick him up, I'm going to be punished by Fu Chamin, and we won't clean up the canteen. With a sneer, Wang Yue took Zhao Xi'er's hand and walked outside.

"Wang Yue, I like you!" Young Master Qian's eyes lit up, and he walked out with Wang Yue with the drunkard.

"............" When Wang Yue and the others also walked out, those who came out first saw the four of them also come out in a daze.

"Young Master Beixun......" Seeing that there was no one to clean up the messy canteen, the moon rat looked at Beixun with an ugly face.

"Wang Yue, Young Master Qian, you wait for me!" After thinking about it, Beixun and the others immediately ran back to the cafeteria.

"Trash!" Seeing that Kitahiro and the others went back to clean up the cafeteria, the drunkard crooked his mouth and smiled.

………………

On the other side, at this time, Qingfeng has already visited many famous mountains and rivers and returned. This time, he walked for more than half a month, and after seeing those famous mountains and rivers, he only felt that his heart was much broader.

Originally, he was the same as the moon mouse, light on power and heavy on fame. He only looks at people by fame, and is never willing to spend more time looking at a person's strength. If you only think that if you are famous, your strength must be very strong. And those who are not famous, compared to them are just a few small dusts.

It turns out that fame is just a passing moment, and strength is the goal pursued by those who practice martial arts.

"Xihua, what happened at home these days when I was away?" asked when Qingfeng returned home, glancing at the gentle and quiet Han Xihua.

"Uncle Qingfeng, there is nothing going on at home, but Wang Yue has looked for you, and he wants to join the Martial Artists Association. Han Xihua said.

"Oh, Wang Yue, is he actually going to join the Martial Artists Association? Wang Yue, he is a grandmaster-level top master, only half a step away from a god-level master. And the Lord of the Cangtian Alliance has always been willing to revitalize the northern martial arts, and he is eager for talents. If Wang Yue joined the Martial Artists Association, then the Heavenly Alliance Lord would definitely go crazy with joy. And his strength, if he joins the Martial Artists Association, he will definitely become a figure like the vice president. Well, he probably joined the Martial Arts Association, right?" Qingfeng's face was full of excitement.

"Looks like he joined, I asked him to contact Uncle Tomorrow. Han Xihua said.

"Great, let me ask about tomorrow. Listening to Han Xihua's words, Qingfeng immediately turned on the mobile phone on his body.

However, when Qingfeng had a phone call with Tomorrow, his face gradually changed. Almost crushing the phone in his hand, Qingfeng asked in a trembling voice, "You guys, ......... you rejected him?"