Old Ancestor looked at the two people in the ring, frowning, and kept stumbling, as if he was dissatisfied in his heart.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Tieshan, who asked on the side, saw the distressed look of the ancestor, and hurriedly asked.

Old Ancestor glanced at Zheng Tieshan and said, "A disciple like Yuan Tiangang, why didn't you accept him as a closed disciple?" If it was four thousand years and you had taken him under the sect, maybe his cultivation would not only be in the middle of the Xuan Rank now. ”

"This ......" Zheng Tieshan was speechless for a long time before explaining: "In fact, four years ago, I did have plans to take Yuan Tianzong and Yuan Tiangang brothers as closed disciples, but the second uncle said that these two people were not of good character, so I gave up." ”

"Really?" Old Ancestor's sharp gaze shifted to Zheng Qinshou on the other side, "What is bad conduct?" ”

Zheng Qinshou's eyes met the gaze of the ancestor, and his body was slightly stunned, and he hurriedly stood up from the chair, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, these two brothers have no one in their eyes on weekdays, and they often bully some weak disciples, how can such a bully be accepted as a closed disciple?" If they were stronger, wouldn't it turn the sky upside down? ”

When the ancestor heard these words, there was a trace of anger between his eyebrows, he got up and walked in front of Zheng Qinshou, slammed it, and directly kicked Zheng Qinshou to the ground, and scolded angrily: "This is what you said about bad conduct? Damn, what do you think you are doing by cultivating ancient martial arts? Do you really think it's self-cultivation? Little thing, I sue you, the purpose of cultivating ancient martial arts is to bully people, if you don't want to bully people. Why do you want to be strong...... Oh... I understand that you little thing has selfish intentions, in order to make your grandson Zheng Lie a closed disciple. deliberately slandered the brothers' ...... You say they bully, don't you? ”

After speaking, the ancestor kicked Zheng Qinshou twice.

Zheng Qinshou was about to cry, he was in his sixties, but the ancestor actually called him a little thing, although in terms of seniority, he was indeed a little thing. But in front of so many people, his old face is also disgraceful.

The disciples were also taken aback, and the fight in the ring was hot. There was also a scene of beating people on the altar, but it was still an old man in his two hundreds, who was still in his sixties, and he was kicking an old man in his sixties.

"Ancestor, you are angry." watched his second uncle being taught a lesson by his ancestor. Zheng Tieshan hurriedly went up and hugged the ancestor. The second uncle Zheng Qinshou is also old, if he is kicked by the ancestor a few more times, it is estimated that he will be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.

"Ancestor spares his life." Zheng Qinshou also knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

"Yes, Ancestor, although my second brother did something wrong, you can't do it so hard." Zheng Junzi also hurriedly came over and comforted.

Although he has some holidays with his second brother Zheng Qinshou, they are brothers after all. If he was crippled by the ancestor, his heart would still be uncomfortable.

Under the persuasion of the crowd. The ancestor stopped kicking and shouted, "Okay, let go, and continue to watch the competition." ”

"Yes, yes, you are old and discouraged, don't be angry." Zheng Tieshan said again and again.

"You..." Old Ancestor glared at Zheng Qinshou and shouted: "Just kneel on the ground for me, if your grandson loses this game, you will kneel down for me tomorrow morning." ”

This time, the crowd did not come to persuade again, if they didn't know what to do, they would accept it, and the unlucky ones would become them.

was punished like this, Zheng Qinshou didn't dare to let go of a fart, just looked at the ring below very intently, praying that his grandson Zheng Lie could win the game, if he really knelt down tomorrow morning, his old life would be gone.

The ancestor made it so lively on the altar, but the two people in the ring didn't notice it at all, they were very focused on fighting each other, how could they have the heart to care about other things, if they were not careful, they might be knocked down by the other party.

After the farce on the altar was over, the disciples focused their eyes on the ring again, and when they saw that the two people in the ring were still competing with each other, they suddenly heard a wave of applause.

Yuan Tiangang constantly used his original Tiangang fist method to attack Zheng Lie, and let his body entangle Zheng Lie to prevent Zheng Lie from having a chance to use his sword.

But Zheng Lie kept making a defensive posture, a lot of sweat oozed from his forehead, his heart was a little impatient, he had already fought more than 200 moves, he was stunned that he had not fought back once, all of them were forced to defend.

Drink!

Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang shouted, and the internal strength of his whole body suddenly exploded, as his fists went in and out, there was a crackling sound in the air.

Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang's fist was increased in strength and speed, and the punch actually produced countless fist shadows, which made people dazzled.

Seeing the terrifying fist shadow that suddenly surged out, it caused all the disciples to exclaim in surprise, and their eyes flashed with the same light, at this moment, Yuan Tiangang seemed to be the omnipotent god of war.

Zheng Lie also shouted, he no longer had any reservations, the internal strength of his whole body erupted, even if he couldn't use the long sword, he also blocked the long sword in his chest, almost hitting all the internal strength on the sword, making a final fight.

Rumble!

With endless momentum, Yuan Tiangang's fist struck at Zheng Lie, and before the fist touched Zheng Lie's long sword, a roar of earthquake shook erupted in the air.

With a clang, the long sword in Zheng Lie's hand was broken in two, and immediately after, Yuan Tiangang's fist hit Zheng Lie's chest firmly.

Burst......

Zheng Lie spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body retreated straight back, four or five steps back, he endured the sharp pain in his chest, barely stabilized his body, and his feet were on the edge of the ring.

There was a sudden silence in the audience, all the disciples raised their heads, and an incredible expression appeared on their faces, they could never have imagined that Zheng Lie, a closed disciple who was the master of the door, was actually injured by Yuan Tiangang, and he was also slandered.

But after Yuan Tiangang hit that powerful punch, his whole body became weak, and he half-knelt in the ring, but he tried his best for the punch just now, if it wasn't for Zheng Lie's consumption of a lot of internal strength before, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to penetrate Zheng Lie's defense with this punch.

However, fortunately, he still slandered Zheng Lie, and that was enough.

"You're amazing." Zheng Lie looked at Yuan Tiangang and smiled coldly.

"You still need to say it." Yuan Tiangang also looked at Zheng Lie with contempt and said, "Even if I lose, my eldest brother Yuan Tianzong will defeat you." ”

He and his eldest brother Yuan Tianzong both wanted to participate in the Guwu Festival, but in terms of strength, he felt that it was many times better for the eldest brother to go than for him. (To be continued......)