Cui Changjun, Qi Jianqiang, and Min Wuyue slowly forced over, and Jiang Mushu retreated a little further, with a slight smile on his face.

Although the golden boy Zheng Ya is powerful, he is so big today, I am afraid that he will also suffer from it.

The strength of the three of them, that is really strong, they are all masters of the inner family, the power of joining forces, even he Jiang Mushu does not dare to take it hard, is this kid stronger than himself, is it difficult, can he become a master master at a young age?

The brows of the warrior monk Dalong furrowed slightly, and a fine light flashed in Master Yonglin's eyes, which was interesting.

The three opponents pressed towards Zheng Ya, Zheng Ya stood with his hands down, his legs slightly apart, and his whole body stood straight, like a green pine, towering in the middle of the three opponents.

For some reason, the masters who were approaching from three directions at the same time actually had the same feeling in their hearts, as if Zheng Ya was facing each of them at this time.

At the time of the battle, Zheng Ya quickly sank into a state of clarity like Jing Zhongyue, and the offensive intentions of the three opponents were completely under his control.

The offensive direction of the three opponents is completely in their own prediction.

The strength of these three opponents is not weak, they are all cutting-edge masters, but compared to the crop man and the man in the suit, the three of them are weaker than a notch.

In the crew of Sky Mirror that day, Zheng Ya forced back the two masters with one enemy and two, and now, Zheng Ya's strength has greatly improved, and the opponent's strength is not so strong, to tell the truth, at this moment of head-on confrontation, Zheng Ya has a clear perception.

The battle situation is under your own control.

The three opponents burst out in unison with a fierce blow.

Cui Changjun's body has the kind of heroic righteousness that only scholars have, which is a kind of temperament that pays attention to conduct and is cultivated with the momentum of a reader, which is also a manifestation of Cui Changjun's strength not being weak and reaching the realm of a little grandmaster.

Qi Jianqiang's fighting style is like a wild wolf, full of aggression, which is also a powerful fighting nature, and it is also a manifestation of the realm of the little grandmaster.

And the last Min Wuyue, the first shot, also performed extraordinary, in the iron fist, with the sound of whirring wind, the momentum is fierce, and it is even stronger than Qi, and his body is also full of blood, like a rage.

The three young junjie of the younger generation shot at the same time, in three directions, as if three completely different rays of light erupted, sweeping towards Zheng Ya.

The martial arts people who watched the battle admired in their hearts, saying that the juniors who can practice to this level are the pride of the sky in any sect, and they are all infinite figures in the future.

Three rays of light and three winds quickly rushed towards Zheng Ya in the middle.

Zheng Ya's state at this time was very strange, as if there was no reaction at all, but his body was adjusting slightly, shaking slightly, as if there was a layer of ripples rippling around him.

The three masters rushed over, Zheng Ya didn't move too much, and he didn't even see much movement, it was very weird, and the three of them avoided it inexplicably. With a hula, he rushed past Zheng Ya.

It's a strange sense of immediacy.

Three masters, forming a zigzag, such a fierce attack, it stands to reason that no matter what, the opponent should be completely unavoidable.

However, just like that, I couldn't do it. How is this done?

Most of the masters couldn't understand what was going on, and they all felt a little weird, slightly stunned.

It was the head of the qin, who was the first to react at this time, and said crisply: "Okay, a good trick is a millimeter, and it is a thousand miles wrong." ”

"Okay, good, good ......" In the hall, all the martial arts people cheered in unison, whether they understood it or not, they applauded loudly without knowing it.

After the three young masters at the level of a small grandmaster rushed over, they glanced at each other and saw the surprise and jealousy in each other's eyes.

Others don't know how powerful Zheng Ya is, and the three of them feel it too deeply.

Cui Changjun's feet, less than an inch away from Zheng Ya, brushed past Zheng Ya's body; Qi Jianqiang's fist was pulled by Zheng Ya casually, and even someone pulled it over with his fist; Min Wuyue's elbow was pushed by Zheng Ya, and now it is faintly painful.

At that moment of lightning just now, Zheng Ya's reaction was too strange, which made them feel that they were completely seen through, and also had a feeling that they could only look up in the face of the mountains and the sea.

After a move, the three people who rushed over turned around very quickly and looked at Zheng Ya in unison, and at this time, Zheng Ya actually carried his hands behind his back and turned his back to the three of them, without any intention of turning around.

The three of them glanced at each other, slowly moving their steps, ready to attack.

Zheng Ya's body slowly fluctuated again, with his back to the three of them, Xingyue Bodhi Zi clearly reflected the battle status of the three of them into his heart, and said slowly in his mouth: "The three of them admit defeat at this time, and they can still leave a little face, if not, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Min Wu Yueli roared: "Pretend to be a ghost, and take me again." ”

In the roar, Min Wuyue suddenly soared in the air, raised his knees and rushed forward, and a flying knee suddenly smashed down towards Sun Hao.

It's a powerful, standard flying knee that only a true Muay Thai master can perform.

In the hall, a master who knew the goods shouted loudly: "Golden boy be careful, the flying knee is coming." “

Flying knee, the symbol of Muay Thai master, this blow flying knee, the momentum is heavy, everyone seems to see the head of the knee, covered with a layer of light.

Immediately after Min Wuyue, the two companions also performed their best skills together.

Cui Changjun flew up in the air, turned around 360 degrees, flew and kicked sideways, swept towards Zheng Ya, rotated and drove the wind, as if forming a small tornado, and rushed over.

Qi Jianqiang stepped on the ground and rushed towards Zheng Ya, shouting in his mouth: "Ahhhh

The shirt on Zheng Ya's body seemed to be blown by three extremely powerful winds, and it kept floating.

With their backs to the three of them, but the movements of the three of them were clearly reflected in their minds, Zheng Ya's body shook slightly, King Kong was not bad and the internal strength of the Yi Jin Jing was fully operational, time seemed to slow down at this moment, and the attacks of the three opponents seemed to have become slow motion.

When the internal strength reached the height of Zheng Ya, it had already surpassed the height of the little grandmaster, and it was not something that the three opponents could compete with.

Several battle plans flashed through his mind, and Zheng Ya, who didn't plan to grind, quickly chose the simplest, most direct, and most domineering combat method among them.

The body flew backwards violently, Zheng Ya didn't dodge or dodge, and directly responded to Min Wuyue, who was the first to attack.

Min Wuyue flew to his knees.

Zheng Ya turned around and whirled his hand, jerking violently.

A golden light flashed, and a huge force rushed out, and with a snap, Zheng Ya slapped on Min Wuyue's flying knee.

Min Wuyue rushed over violently, her strength was extremely great, but she couldn't stand Zheng Ya's palm, and there was a snap, and Min Wuyue's entire body spun like a top on the ground, and involuntarily rolled to the side.

Cui Changjun's spinning flying kick rushed over.

Zheng Ya was not in a hurry, and raised his right hand.

When there was a soft sound, there seemed to be a little ripple flashing in the air, and with a slight shock, Zheng Ya grabbed Cui Changjun's leg with his right hand.

Without waiting for Cui Changjun to land, Zheng Ya suddenly pushed forward in two steps, lifted Cui Changjun up, and smashed his hands down.

With a bang, Cui Changjun was slammed to the ground.

At this time, Qi Jianqiang's palm shadow came over like a net, and instantly slapped on Zheng Ya's back.

Bang bang, a series of sounds sounded, Zheng Ya's body shook a few times, the golden light flashed quickly from under the body, and all the palm power was completely taken over by Zheng Ya.

Powerful palm power, but Zheng Ya can't.

With his arms outstretched, Zheng Ya kicked violently on the ground, and his body rushed backwards.

Against Qi Jianqiang's palm, Zheng Ya crashed backwards, and the rapidly shortened distance made Qi Jianqiang's palms wave and couldn't dodge, so he could only watch Zheng Ya's back zoom in quickly.

With a bang, Zheng Ya's back slammed into Qi Jianqiang.

Like a huge stone, slamming into an egg, Qi Jianqiang was not Zheng Ya's opponent at all, with a muffled snort in his mouth, his body flew backwards like a ball.

The battle developed extremely fast, and few of the martial arts people who watched the battle completely understood the whole process.

However, the result of the battle lifted the spirits of all the masters.

With one palm, Min Wuyue was split into a spinning top, and with one vertical, Cui Changjun fell to the ground, and with one hit, Qi Jianqiang was knocked into a ball.

Zheng Ya, a strong golden boy, just fought the second move, and won with one enemy and three.

(End of chapter)