Bright sunshine, magnificent Forbidden City......

Under the umbrella of Huangluo, Zhu Houzhao, the emperor of Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty, took hundreds of civil and military officials and dozens of elite guards from the imperial court. Sit on a magnificent circular grandstand and look at the huge red arena in the center.

At this time, on the huge competition field, six people stood in two factions. Among them, on the left is Chen Hanyu, Lan Yiting and Zhu Houyu standing side by side, and on the right is the young man who drew a knife, Zuo San Ding Wei and the woman in white stood in an obtuse triangle. Although the six of them were divided into two factions, they were not much different from each other, which was equivalent to saying that the six of them had stood in an approximate hexagonal way. At this time, although no one on both sides drew their weapons, the tense atmosphere made everyone in the sun feel a sense of murder.

A bare-chested man standing at the top of the stands glanced at Zhu Houzhao and saw that the emperor nodded. He lifted his true breath and slammed the hammer in his hand against the huge gong behind him. Just hearing the loud sound of "Ping!" on the ground, the three samurai of Dongying shot in front of their opponents in an instant, like arrows off the string.

The young man who drew the knife took the lead, and appeared in front of Lan Yiting in an instant, and at this blink of an eye, he only heard the sound of "Brush!", and a knife had already slashed towards Lan Yiting's neck, and he had already completed an extremely powerful killing move at the moment of the knife.

And the speed of Lan Yiting's whip was obviously a little slower, and as soon as his feet moved, his body quickly dodged backwards. The white sword of the young man who drew the knife almost grazed Lan Yiting's neck. Even if he failed to hurt Lan Yiting in the end, it also made the other party's neck cold, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

In the next moment, Chen Hanyu had already bullied forward, ready to fight against the opponent's strongest sword-drawn boy. And at this time, Chen Hanyu felt that there was a soft force on the left side approaching, it was actually a snow-colored white practice, and the person who practiced it was none other than the woman in white.

With a sneer, Chen Hanyu moved with his steps, and his body was very strange to bypass Bai Lian, who seemed to have no gaps, and at the same time, the golden lock soft sword was unsheathed, and it had already slashed at the back of the neck of the young man who drew the knife.

The young man who drew the knife felt the crisis behind him, and he didn't look back, and hit him with a backhand. The moment he swung the knife, Chen Hanyu saw the knife in the other party's hand clearly. I saw that the blade of the knife was black and white, with the sunny side being white and the backlit side being black. The blade danced, and the black and white colors changed in different positions in the sunlight, sometimes the half was white, and sometimes it was black. In this alternation of black and white, Chen Hanyu faintly felt a feeling of dizziness. Fortunately, he was proficient in the formation, and after a little adjustment, he felt that the strange feeling of dizziness had disappeared, and he was surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly underestimate: "This is a rare treasure knife." ”

However, all of this, only in an instant, Chen Hanyu has already adjusted. With a cold glint in his eyes, the golden lock soft sword collided with the opponent's black and white sword.

"Ping!"

The weapons collided, and Chen Hanyu was wondering why it felt a little wrong, when he saw the other party's black and white sword suddenly bent over. It formed a ninety-degree angle with the handle of the knife, and then, the young man who drew the knife flipped his fingers and rotated the handle of the black and white treasure knife for a circle, and because the blade was bent on the handle, it was like a knife-shaped fan blade on a windmill, and it quickly slashed towards Chen Hanyu's neck.

Chen Hanyu's footsteps retreated and deviated, and he had already avoided the vital point, making the unexpected trick of the young man who drew the knife come up empty. He sighed secretly in his heart, and with a flip of his wrist, the golden lock soft sword slashed a golden arc in the air, and was about to stab at the lower plate vacated by the young man who drew the knife. Suddenly, a strange feeling flashed in his heart, and he sighed: "It's really a tail that can't be shaken off......"

At the same time, Chen Hanyu's body technique did not stagnate at all, his toes were light, and he rose slightly off the ground. Then he turned over, dodging the two attacks in the woman's hand. Seeing that the folding knife was killing again, Chen Hanyu's eyes flashed coldly, and the golden lock soft sword poked out like a snake, coldly wrapped around the folding knife, and then twisted and pulled the blade with his right hand, and at the same time his left hand poked out with a fist, slamming into the extremely flexible Bai Lian, but at the moment before the fist touched, his left hand suddenly moved away, and at the same time, the soft sword in his right hand had pulled the folding knife of the young man who drew the knife to Bai Lian. When the woman saw Chen Hanyu punching and attacking her Bai Lian, she immediately changed her move and wanted to use Bai Lian to entangle the opponent's wrist, but suddenly saw that the opponent's fist was replaced by her own blade, and her own Bai Lian was also inexplicably entangled in the blade of the young man who drew the knife. The two of them were in shock, and they were about to separate the tangled blades. I saw Chen Hanyu stepping on the junction of Bai Lian and the folding knife, and at the same time, his fists flew out, quickly attacking the door of the two people like meteors.

"Bang bang bang!" With three punches and kicks, Chen Hanyu caught the golden lock soft sword that fell from the air, and attacked Bai Lian girl and the young man who drew the sword again. However, at this time, the stands below were already in an uproar, and some voices sounded in unison in everyone's ears, without exception, they all said: "This is the eighteen fists of Vientiane with six doors!"

"This ......" heard that Chen Hanyu had used the six-door mastery of Vientiane and eighteen punches, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all taken aback. Only Zhu Houzhao knew the reason, and under the joy, he suddenly shouted: "Good! good!" At the same time, no one else applauded.

It was as if time had been turned back to one morning three days earlier......

Ou Xintong stood alone in a study at the headquarters of Six Doors, with his back to the door, as if thinking about something.

"Subordinate Chen Hanyu has seen Master Ou......" I don't know when, Chen Hanyu had already come to the study and said to the young god catcher in front of him.

said that he was a young god hunter, because Ou Xintong was only a middle-aged man in his forties at this time, and since the founding of the country, the six doors of the god catcher have all been served by old men who are sixty years old. A forty-year-old person can only hold a position that can only be held by a sixty-year-old qualification, except for some unknown special reasons, and only because of his outstanding talent can he be entrusted with important tasks by the emperor.

Of course, these secrets are only known to those high-level figures of famous families, and the disciples below may not know how old Ou Xintong is, after all, when it comes to masters of their strength, it is very easy to hide their true age. Therefore, many people in the rivers and lakes still think that Ou Xintong is young on the surface, but he is actually an old monster in his seventies and eighties.

"It's coming. Ou Xintong turned around slowly, and looked at Chen Hanyu with a pair of kind but majestic eyes: "This time, you handed over the Golden Lock Soft Sword to the six doors and handed it over to the imperial court. Ou Xintong, as the god of catching the six doors, naturally wants to express his gratitude to you on behalf of the six doors. Ou Xintong said, seeing that Chen Hanyu seemed to want to say something again, he waved his hand and asked him to listen to himself first: "You don't have to refuse in a hurry, whether it is the meaning of the imperial court or the meaning of my six doors this time, we must return your favor." ”

"So...... Thank you, Mr. Ou. Chen Hanyu knew that Ou Xintong's decision would not change, so he immediately said no more, knelt down and thanked him.

Ou Xintong's right hand was slightly raised in the air, and Chen Hanyu only felt a force to lift him up from the ground. He immediately shouted at Ou Xintong, "Master Xie!" and then lowered his head, ready to listen to Ou Xintong's instructions.

Ou Xintong put his hands behind his back, turned to look at the huge sign of the six doors on the wall, and said lightly: "Since Emperor Taizu founded the country, the six doors have gone through more than a hundred springs, summers, autumns and winters. There are countless cheats and exercises in the door, which can be described as all-inclusive. Many of these top martial arts, placed on the rivers and lakes, are treasures that people dream of.

When he said this, he paused for a moment and continued: "However, your contribution this time is really not small, and at the same time, as a leader of the younger generation, how can the exercises you have learned be ordinary. ”

"Your Excellency has won the award!" Chen Hanyu replied humbly.

"Chen Hanyu!" Ou Xintong suddenly turned around at this time, with a serious expression. The sharp gaze approached Chen Hanyu, and Chen Hanyu felt a chill in his heart, although he knew that Ou Xintong would not do anything to him, but how could he bear the gaze of this peerless master?

Ou Xintong retracted his fierce gaze, glanced at Chen Hanyu again, and said slowly: "So, from today onwards, I will teach you the six gates of the town gate mastery - Vientiane Eighteen Fists!"

"What?" Chen Hanyu was shocked, "My lord, this ......"

Chen Hanyu's shock is justified. Vientiane Eighteen Fists is the most powerful punch of the Six Gates, its moves may seem simple, but it contains a kaleidoscopic variety of moves, and it is a peerless fist used to grab and subdue opponents. However, this kind of advanced boxing method is naturally not something that everyone can practice. In the more than 100-year history of the Six Gates, only the Divine Catcher and some of the Six Sect Saint Catchers who have made great achievements can practice this kind of exercise. The rest of the people in the court, even Jinyiwei, did not dare to violate the rules of the six doors, after all, this matter was very important, and it was impossible for the court to let this peerless exercise spread at will.

However, now Ou Xintong actually said that he wanted to teach himself this boxing technique. You must know that only he, Ou Xintong, can use this fist method now, and even Lan Yiting, the Tianmen Saint Catcher who is closest to him, has not yet been qualified to practice the Eighteen Fists of Vientiane, how can Chen Hanyu dare to learn such a divine skill? How could the imperial court allow Ou Xintong to do this?

Seeing Chen Hanyu's nervous appearance, Ou Xintong smiled slightly: "Don't worry, this is actually the emperor's will, otherwise how could I, Ou alone, have the courage to go against the imperial court system?"

Without waiting for Chen Hanyu to react, Ou Xintong said again: "The emperor has already ordered that when you have achieved a little success in this boxing technique, he will give you a new position-Six Doors Patrol Envoy." ”

"What?" Chen Hanyu was stunned again, what is the patrol envoy, when did the six doors have such a position?

Ou Xintong didn't pay attention to Chen Hanyu's puzzled expression, but slowly walked past him, and said as he walked: "These are later words, so let's not mention them for the time being." What you have to do now is to prepare a little, wait for me at the Qinghe Pavilion at the time of the day, there must be no mistake!" After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the bead curtain at the door gently floated to the side, revealing a place where one person could pass through. Then, Ou Xintong's body floated through it, leaving only the crisp sound of the bead curtain colliding, which seemed to be beating Chen Hanyu's shocked heart.

On the martial arts arena, the six figures are still flying.

Lan Yiting originally planned to join forces with Chen Hanyu to solve the problem of the young man who drew the knife and the girl who drew the knife, but when he saw that Zhu Houyu was slightly inferior in the hands of Zuo San Ding Wei and retreated again and again, he glanced at Chen Hanyu's side, turned around and ran to Zhu Houyu's side, and joined forces with him to deal with Zuo San Ding Wei.

In this way, Zuo San Ding Wei immediately changed from an advantage to a disadvantage, his martial arts were originally only a little stronger than Zhu Houyu, but now with the addition of Lan Yiting, he was beaten to the point of parrying all of a sudden. Look at this side again, Chen Hanyu dealt with the young man who drew the knife and the girl Bai Lian alone, and there was no difference between victory and defeat, and the two sides fought equally.

Seeing that Zuo San Ding Wei was busy dealing with the joint attack of Lan Yiting and Zhu Houyu and his breath was slightly chaotic, the face of the young man who drew the knife sank, and he suddenly shouted at the girl Bai Lian: "Zi Yiluo, Sada Duo (go and help him)......" At the same time, the knife technique accelerated, and the black and white knife strength turned into arc-shaped traces that were wide or narrow, arched or concave, and there was not even a small section of a straight line. Chen Hanyu was first taken aback when he suddenly saw his opponent's murderous style of play, and then couldn't help sneering: "It's really dead?"

With a movement under his feet, Chen Hanyu avoided several deadly knife moves of the young man who drew the knife with a very mysterious Ling Bo slight step, and turned to dodge in front of the white girl Zi Yiluo. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zi Yiluo was about to swing Bai Lian to attack, but he didn't want Chen Hanyu to make a quick move with the golden lock soft sword in his right hand, forcing her to be unable to get close to Bai Lian with both hands, and at the same time reached out with her left hand, snatching Bai Lian from her waist in her hand, and at the same time wrapping it upwards around Zi Yiluo's right hand, pulling a belt, and pushing her to the young man who drew the knife.

"Madaqida (this move again)?" The young man who drew the knife saw that Zi Yiluo was pushed in front of him by the other party, and had to stop his life-threatening knife technique. This was the second time he had seen Chen Hanyu use this method of "returning the favor to the other", both times he had let the two of them be planted in his own weapon moves, which made him very angry in his heart.

In fact, what he didn't know was that Chen Hanyu's trick "Fighting the Stars" was created by himself based on the plot described in the novel, and there were many imperfections in it. After all, there are still many differences between reality and fiction, and he needs to explore and perfect it by himself.

Generally, when fighting against masters, Chen Hanyu will only use such a move once, because if others suffer a loss, it will not be so easy to hit the next time. However, in the battle just now, Chen Hanyu found that these Dongying warriors were more reasonable. They seem to only be looking for how to defeat their opponents with their own moves, rather than trying to use the flaws in their opponents' moves to find a breakthrough. In this way, even if they perform a move or even two more moves, it will be an unexpected trick for them, but they have just a little impression before.

The breakthrough failed, and the two had to join forces to fight with Chen Hanyu, seeing that Zuo San Ding Wei was already tired of dealing with Lan Yiting and Zhu Houyu's combo, and his sword technique had already shown a trend of decline. Zi Yiluo and the young man who drew the knife were anxious, and the ruthless moves emerged one after another. However, what annoyed them was that Chen Hanyu could always use fist or sword techniques to resist and cut off their moves, and even sometimes Chen Hanyu was not willing to fight them hard at all, but just used strange footwork to move around them, so that they could not get out to help the battle situation on Zuo San Dingwei's side.

In the stands, Kato Shaoji's face was gloomy. He wanted to make a move several times, either to protect his own disciple or to stop the opponent's master. However, there are many people on Daming's side, and some masters such as Ou Xintong have even been paying attention to his every move. Although he Kato Shaofei has been in the peerless mid-grade realm for a long time, the other party obviously has many peerless mid-grade masters, especially the black-armored guard behind Zhu Houzhao, and the subtle aura that is almost imperceptible makes him feel palpitations. He didn't dare to move, so he could only wait for the time when the victory or defeat was really decided, and he rushed forward to take the three disciples on his side away.

"Bang!" With a bang, Lan Yiting took advantage of the gap that Zuo San Ding Wei's sword threw away, and the frost whip slapped Zuo San Ding Wei's chest fiercely. It was like a sledgehammer smashed on his chest, only to hear Zuo San Dingwei "poof!" spewed out a large mouthful of blood mist, and his body flew out upside down. Kato Shaofeng's face changed, and he was about to rush out, when his heart suddenly jumped, and he stretched out half of his hand and slowly put it down, still sitting in his seat, looking at the competition platform.

At this time, Lan Yiting and Zhu Houyu's hearts tightened, and they secretly shouted: "It's suffered!" When they wanted to catch up again, they saw Zuo San Ding Wei slamming over a heel fight in mid-air, and his body suddenly accelerated, like a flying eagle, shooting towards Chen Hanyu's back......