"Alright, let's let him in first. Shang Tiangong looked at the doormen who were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces and crying and mournful faces, shook his head and said with an incredulous expression.

Soon, Ah Huang was pushed and brought to everyone.

In fact, Ah Huang didn't know that the registration had to be a day in advance, he practiced the "Yongli Fist Method" outside the city, and thought that it would be good as long as he came on this day, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.

Shang Yuanlong also found out that the other party was the one who almost beat himself to death in that small restaurant, and showed a panicked look.

"My son, what's wrong?" Shang Tiangong noticed his son's strange appearance, and couldn't help but ask with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's okay, it's not dead. Shang Yuanlong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was glad that he couldn't go on stage because of his previous injury.

"What, I'm going to participate in this group fight, don't stop me, I obviously saw me sign up outside. ”

"You signed up, why don't you have your name. Shang Tiangong asked sharply.

"Isn't there the name of the Heavenly Crane Martial Arts Pavilion?" Ah Huang said with a flash of inspiration, pointing to the participating martial artists or the four big characters "Heavenly Crane Martial Arts Pavilion" written on the martial arts hall.

"The Crane Martial Arts Pavilion is the Crane Martial Arts Pavilion, and you didn't have your name when you signed up. ”

"I'm from the Crane Martial Arts Hall, and my name is Nameless, and if I don't have a name, it's me. Ah Huang then argued.

Shang Tiangong was also speechless, he didn't expect that the other party's ability to force words and reason was not under him.

"Forget it, it doesn't hurt to let him compete, anyway, the first place is already in our pocket, and it would be a waste of spirit to go again. The black-robed man of the Golden Protector suddenly said.

"Don't, don't, don't let him compete. He's the one who wounded me. Shang Yuanlong's face changed slightly, and he said loudly with a frightened look on his face

"Then it's even more important to let him compete. Brother Yuanlong, when the time comes, I can help you clean him up in the ring. Peng Zishi, the leader of the Golden and Silver Martial Alliance, rubbed his fists and said with a look of martial arts on his face.

"Okay, that's it!" Shang Tiangong also knew the strength of the young alliance master, and he was not afraid of the young man in front of him who was not afraid of the newborn calf and was not afraid of the tiger.

Only Shang Yuanlong still shook his head vigorously.

He still remembers the fear of being dominated by Ah Huang's chaotic fist that he didn't know what it was called in the small restaurant.

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Seeing Ah Huang come back, I don't know why Wu Ma Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and always felt that he could rely on Ah Huang to defeat the other party.

Although Wu Ma Yangwen has a great impression of Ah Huang, now is not the time to think about this, if they lose in the end, even the Tianhe Martial Arts Hall will cease to exist.

Ah Huang smiled at Wu Ma Meng, who was sitting in the stands, and walked to the ring.

The group of heroes in the river fort highlights a "group fight".

From the beginning, it was a team of ten, and whoever can stay at the end of the ring will be able to advance.

Because Ah Huang was added temporarily, there were a total of eleven people in his group.

Ah Huang stood motionless in the ring. The other ten people were trying each other, but soon they agreed that they would eliminate Ah Huang first.

Soon a warrior in a white robe attacked Ah Huang, he was also good at fist and foot kung fu, and his dazzling moves looked clear, but in the next second, he flew into the air.

With a punch, Ah Huang threw the opponent out of the ring.

"What's the situation?" Before the other four could react, they found that Ah Huang had begun to fight back.

As Ah Huang kept punching, someone kept flying upside down.

Soon the ring was swept away, and only Ah Huang was left.

The audience booed, and before they could see clearly, the game was over.

Although the City Lord's Mansion was very reluctant, everyone had no choice but to announce Ah Huang's promotion.

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And Wu Ma Meng sweated for his father.

Only one person from ten people can be left in the ring match, and although the Heroes Fight is held every year, no one is willing to give up this opportunity easily.

Wu Ma Yangwen danced the "Golden Stream of the Crane" up and down, which is the true power of the Nine Streams of the Crane.

Soon, the nine people also knew that the most difficult thing to deal with was this Wu Ma Yangwen, and they coincidentally began to besiege it.

Although Wu Ma Yangwen is tired of parrying, but the kung fu is still on his body, after all, he is the orthodox inheritor of the Nine Streams of the Heavenly Crane, and as the sword flower continues to bloom in the ring, Wu Ma Yangwen has finally qualified for the promotion.

The registration of a few hundred people was suddenly reduced to more than 30 people.

Similarly, in the second round of five, the last one who remains in the ring will advance.

But this time, Wu Ma Yangwen was in a group with Peng Zishi.

"I heard that this Peng Zishi used to be Wu Ma Yangwen's apprentice. ”

"yes, yes. But now it seems that Wu Ma Yangwen was learned by Peng Zishi,"

"It's good now, master-apprentice duel!"

Peng Zishi was wearing a flowery silk robe, a sky blue dragon pattern gentry belt tied around his waist, long black and shiny hair, and a pair of eyes as deep as a black pool looked at his former master with a smile, holding a white paper fan in his hand.

However, Wu Ma Meng knew that the former senior brother in front of him actually came to the Tianhe Martial Arts Pavilion to apprentice in order to steal the Nine Waters of the Heavenly Crane, and he had been a good disciple in the Heavenly Crane Martial Arts Hall for more than ten years.

"Master, long time no see. Peng Zishi's tone did not have the slightest trace of guilt or any other meaning in it, on the contrary, he was able to calmly do this kind of thing, and he could still greet him as usual, which was enough to prove how strong his concentration was.

Wu Ma Yangwen's unfathomable tiger eyes widened, and he looked at him with an unusually serious expression.

"Master, then I'm on?" Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Peng Zishi replied with a slight smile.

Wu Ma Yangwen's eyes lit up, and the "Heavenly Crane Golden Stream" in his hand turned into a flying crane and stabbed at the other party.

Peng Zishi smiled slightly, dodged sideways, and the folding fan in his hand was put away and turned into a ruler to hit Wu Ma Yangwen.

Wu Ma Yangwen snorted, twisted his wrist and wanted to use the "Hui Crane Zhao", but how could Peng Zishi have this flaw in the other party, he opened the folding fan with a shake of his right hand, and saw that each fan bone on the folding fan was embedded with a blade with a cold light.

"Boom!"

The blade made a sharp collision sound towards the blade, and then the folding fan in Peng Zishi's hand spun down around the sword body, and the blades that were getting closer and closer still left three small cuts on Wu Ma Yangwen's body.

After a long time, Wu Ma Yangwen finally fell in the ring.

Every move and shape of the Nine Water Flows of the Heavenly Crane, Peng Zishi knows everything about it.

"Master, I agreed. ”

On the other side, Ah Huang still knocked out all of them with a few punches.

It can be said that he has the fastest promotion.

The most important thing was that many of the condensation stage monks present were unable to sense the aura on Ah Huang's body.

(End of chapter)