The first one was particularly intense.

The moment the fat man Tao Fei heard the "start", there was wind under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the thin man Wang Jun who challenged him.

A punch is blasted, the moves are simple and clean. The heavy punch was struck, and the sound of breaking the air around the fist sounded in Wang Jun's ears.

Immediately, Wang Jun chuckled softly, the right side of his head tilted, and Tao Fei's heavy fist fell into the air.

Then, Wang Jun didn't give the fat man in front of him any chance. The true qi gathered, the palm wind was born, and the landing palm that quickly fell from the top of his head slapped down heavily on Tao Fei.

Tao Fei stepped lightly under his feet, flew back upside down and dodged in time.

I saw that Wang Jun's palm was also slapped in the air, and the palm power slapped on the rock ring under his feet without reservation, and a palm print as deep as two inches was left on it eye-catchingly.

Seeing this, the fat man Tao Fei swallowed a mouthful of water silently, looked at the palm print with palpitations, and said secretly: "Fortunately, I hid quickly." Otherwise, I am afraid that it will hurt a lot if I take this slap." Sweat slowly trickled down his forehead, and he became cautious.

The first temptation of the two also made them pay more attention to their opponents, and made the onlookers and participants excited even more.

At the back of the crowd, Yue Ningshuang was holding the dried cow (ròu) she bought yesterday (rì) in her hand, and said while eating: "Brother, this is too boring." Obviously, the fat guy couldn't beat the slightly thinner one. Within ten moves, it's over. ”

The moon condensation frost can be seen, and the monarch sacrifice can naturally be seen too. It's just that Jun Sai came to see a rè trouble this time, and if he makes a move, he will have to wait for two (rì).

"Is there enough to eat? I still have it here" Jun Sai treats Moon Condensation Frost more like an elder brother taking care of his younger sister.

"It's not enough, brother, do you still have it?" The Moon Condensation Frost is really a demon beast that does not eat ordinarily much, and the two large oil-paper bags full of (ròu) are dry, and the sweep (dàng) is clean.

Jun Sai shook his head helplessly, and regretted that she had to follow her, bothering to spend money.

With a twist of his hand, another full bag (ròu) of dried dry was handed to Moon Frost's hand.

At this moment, a shouting voice broke the applause from the ring.

"Get out of the way, are you blind? Don't you see anyone coming, get out of here!" shouted a servant (shēn) wearing a Yang family's armband.

Someone in the crowd whispered dissatisfied: "Who? is this? so arrogant!"

The person next to him (shēn) hurriedly covered his mouth and whispered, "You don't want to live anymore, I didn't see the sign on their cuffs, the Yang family is here." Let's stop moving forward, go backwards."

After speaking, the two who muttered quietly consciously took a few steps back.

Except for the two people who were fighting in the ring on the stage, all other eyes fell on Yang Dashao's (shēn).

Yang Dashao (shēn) was accompanied by more than a dozen servants, all of whom were skilled people.

Yang Da Shaoyi (shēn) was dressed in white, a folding paper fan, and a Yang family jade pendant with gold threads hanging through his waist, and slowly walked to the middle of the crowd. Everyone was very conscious of getting out of the way.

The servant brought the wooden chair, wiped the chair without a trace of dust with his sleeve, and said, "Young master, it's clean." ”

Yang Dashao lifted his clothes and went on.

More than a dozen servants formed a circle around Yang Dashao, and such a domineering style made many people dare not speak out.

Yang Dashao is arrogant and arrogant, and he can be regarded as one of the best among the gentlemen in Tiexi City. The old man of the Su family saw Yang Zhilan coming, so he walked down the attic.

"Zhilan nephew, you are here too" Su Zhiyuan greeted him with a smile.

Although the Su family is not as big as the Yang family, the strength of the Su family cannot be underestimated, seeing Su Zhiyuan coming in person, Yang Zhilan naturally did not dare to be too arrogant, but still gave Su Zhiyuan a face, put away Erlang's legs, stood straight and said with a smile: "Uncle Su, I didn't expect you to come down in person." ”

"I've been sitting on it for a long time, and I just happened to see Zhilan's nephew come to see my Su family's martial arts competition, and he also gave me a thin face for the Su family," Su Zhiyuan said.

"Hahaha, uncle. You may be mistaken, I'm not here to see it, I'm here to participate in the competition. Yang Zhilan smiled evilly.

"What!" Su Zhiyuan was even more shocked when he heard this. Su Zhiyuan didn't expect that Yang Dashao, who had several wives and concubines, would fall in love with his daughter.

Yang Zhilan wanted to be Su Zhiyuan's watch (qíng), of course, he didn't joke, and then said: "Actually, uncle, I have been secretly in love with Mohan's sister for a long time. Who would have thought that God would feel my wish. The Su family set up a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, which was simply a hint to me, so I came. ”

Su Mohan in the attic heard before that Yang Zhilan had gone to other states to apprentice and practice, but he never thought that he was back now? Su Mohan was suddenly furious, she was the pearl of the same sect in the sect, and she was spoiled where she had suffered such a provocation.

Su Mohan jumped down from the attic, tapped the ground lightly, and came to Su Zhiyuan (shēn).

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about this kind of person! This kind of person is not qualified to participate" Su Mohan directly gave Yang Zhilan a roll of his eyes, and his tone was even more unfriendly: "Yang Zhilan, get out! You are not welcome here!" Immediately, he grabbed Su Zhiyuan and left.

Yang Zhilan originally thought that he would be more friendly to the Su family by suppressing his own (xìng) son a little, after all, the two families also have heads and faces in this Tiexi City. But now that Su Mohan is in front of so many people, he has broken his face with Yang Dashao and lost the face of the Yang family, how can he not be angry.

"Su Mohan, your Su family is so majestic, you don't take our Yang family in your eyes at all," the servant next to Yang Zhilan (shēn) shouted. This servant is the one who let go of the two big men.

The servant deliberately raised his voice so that everyone present could hear it.

"Hmph, just the Yang family, I Su Mohan really didn't take it to heart. Su Mohan may have broadened his horizons in the sect over the years, and his vanity and arrogance have also increased a lot.

Su Mohan's cruel words came out, but Su Zhiyuan's face was embarrassed and embarrassed. Although he is the head of the Su family, the Su family has been able to have such a scale of development over the years, all because of his daughter Su Mohan's reputation in the Iron Sword Gate. Even the contest to recruit relatives was proposed by Su Mohan.

"Hahaha" Yang Zhilan heard Su Mohan's arrogant words, and his anger had already reached its peak, but he laughed, "Su Mohan, do you really think that by worshipping under the door of the Iron Sword Gate, your Su family can run rampant in Tiexi City?"

Yang Zhilan's eyes began to become fierce from depth, and he said: "Being so arrogant will only ruin everything you have in the Su family." ”

In an instant, Yang Zhilan (shēn) was steaming, and an extremely domineering aura was released from his body.

"Empty!"

Everyone was shocked back a few steps by the wave of qi released by Yang Zhilan.

Su Mohan was shocked, she felt a powerful aura higher than her cultivation, and this powerful aura, she knew.

"Martial Realm Four Heavens!" Su Mohan's face was full of astonishment at the moment, she didn't expect Yang Zhilan, who seemed to be arrogant, to have this kind of cultivation.

"Impossible? How is this possible!"

Su Mohan regretted the big just now, she wanted to take back what she had just said, but it was too late. The cruel words are like water that has been spilled out, and it cannot be recovered.

The two people in the ring had long since stopped fighting, and when they saw that the self-cultivation of Yang Zhilan, the most famous son of Yang Dashao in Tiexi City, had reached the realm of the Four Heavens, the two sides glanced at each other and walked off the ring in a gloomy manner.

The fat man Tao Fei walked out of the ring and didn't stay, but when he left the ring, he was unhappy: "I knew this was the case, and I would have played (pì)." ”

Yang Zhilan jumped directly into the ring, pointed at the Su family's father and daughter and said, "Since your Su family has set up this trick in the ring, I, Yang Zhilan, am eligible to participate, isn't it", looking at all the people.

Some people were afraid of the Yang family, so they whispered and said, "Yes." There are also some people who are silent on the surface, and they have already scolded in their hearts: "This is so shameless." Miss Su Family's long fairy appearance, you are also worthy".

"At the beginning, those two people, since they both ran away, then I, Yang Zhilan, will be the defender from now on. Anyone who is not convinced, come up!" Yang Zhilan looked arrogant, but with his strength, he was temporarily worthy of this face.

For a time, no one dared to go up.

Even the challengers who were full of confidence did not stand up.

Su Mohan was a little panicked, this Yang Zhilan completely disrupted her plan, and whispered a little anxiously: "Third Senior Brother, what are you doing."

After a while, no one dared to go up.

Yang Zhilan, who was standing on the stage, was also a little impatient, and said to everyone: "Since no one dares to challenge on stage today, there is no need to set up a time for three (rì). I counted three times, and if it were all the people present, no one would dare to challenge it. Then Miss Su is my Yang Zhilan's. ”

"One"

Yang Zhilan counted the first sound, and the people below began to be restless, some people wanted to go up, but they were afraid of offending the Yang family. Some people are still speculating three times, but no one dares to answer...

"Two"

Yang Zhilan had a smile on his face, looking at the hesitant tables (qíng) of leaping (yù) attempts, and he was very happy.

"The last number" Yang Zhilan slowly raised his hand, and was just about to make a gesture of three, but a voice came from behind the crowd: "No need to shout, I'll kick."

When the crowd heard this, they turned around (shēn).

A young man of twenty with a sword on his back walked out of the crowd and came to Su Mohan's (shēn).

"Little junior sister, I'm sorry. I'm late. The young man with the sword on his back looked at Su Mohan's eyes, but it was a vein of Han (qíng).

Su Mohan didn't have the appearance of a domineering and fierce eldest lady in front of this young man with a sword on his back, but he was on his soft side, "Third Senior Brother, you are one step late." I could be someone else's. ”

"Rest assured. You won't be someone else's, you can only be mine. The young man with the sword on his back said softly.

This (qíng) remark made Yang Zhilan angry. Such a beating (qíng) in front of him is a complete failure to take him seriously.

Immediately, the young man with the sword on his back looked at Su Zhiyuan and said politely, "Uncle, hello." ”

Su Zhiyuan saw that his daughter was so intimate with him, looked at Su Mohan and asked, "Who is this?"

Su Mohan said: "Okay, Dad, I'll introduce this to you later." Let the third senior brother defeat the surnamed Yang first. ”

The young man with the sword on his back patted his chest (xiōng) and said, "Han'er, leave this to me."

"Third Senior Brother, be careful. That guy is a four-fold heavenly cultivator," Su Mohan reminded the young man with the sword on his back.

"Don't worry, it will be solved soon" The young man with the sword on his back gave a gesture of getting done.

Yang Zhilan heard the words of the two and snorted: "Don't be ashamed."

The young man with the sword on his back jumped into the ring in full view of everyone, looked at Yang Zhilan and bowed and saluted: "Xia Yang in the Iron Sword Gate, please advise." ”

After speaking, Xia Yang instantly (shēn) exuded an aura that was no less than Yang Zhilan's, and even a little stronger than Yang Zhilan's good.

At the same time that Xia Yang released his breath, Yang Zhilan released all his breath. In an instant, the two breaths collided invisibly.

All this is in the eyes of the king's sacrifice.