"You two, who will try Ye Feng's skills?" The old man surnamed Chen said with a smile.

The two exchanged glances with each other, and finally the darker and stronger man stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "I'll come." ”

"Okay, it's up to Chen Yong to compete. Come, Brother Shen, Ye Feng Xiaoyou, please move to the martial arts arena. ”

The old man surnamed Chen took everyone to the backyard, the backyard was very empty, with wooden piles and various instruments for practicing exercises, and a corner of the open space with red paint circled with a length and width of about ten meters, which was the martial arts arena where the Chen family usually practiced.

Everyone stood still around the martial arts arena, and Shen Weiguo and the old man surnamed Chen sat on the specially moved Taishi chair.

At the signal of the old man surnamed Chen, Chen Yong took the lead in the martial arts arena, took off his coat, bare his shoulders, revealing his shiny tendons and flesh, fought twice, moved his muscles and bones, and only heard the crackling sound of the joints around his body.

Ignoring everyone's lively gaze, Ye Feng stepped forward silently, moved his joints, looked at Chen Yong for a while, and suddenly thought, since Chen Yong is a contestant of the Chen family, wouldn't it be bad to compete with him and accidentally hurt him?

So he turned his head to the old man surnamed Chen and said, "Grandpa Chen, if you give me a new person, isn't Chen Yong going to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, wait a minute, if he is accidentally injured, won't it affect his participation?" ”

"What did you say?" Chen Yong jumped up on the spot, like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and his face turned black instantly. Ye Feng didn't expect his kind words to anger this man.

It was also Ye Feng who was too white and his EQ was too low, and he didn't expect that his words would be contempt for Chi Guoguo in Chen Yong's eyes.

"Haha, it's okay, if Chen Yong is injured, then he can only be blamed for his lack of skill, I will naturally send other people to fight, Ye Feng, you can rest assured that you can compete." The old man surnamed Chen laughed.

He turned his head to the person behind him and said, "Chen Sheng, you are the referee, don't let the two sides fight too much." ”

Behind him, a master man in his forties nodded and stepped forward, with a thin face and a cold expression, as if he was not good at words. walked to the center of the martial arts arena and said indifferently: "Both sides are in place." ”

Ye Feng and Chen Yong stood face to face, three steps apart. Because of Ye Feng's words, Chen Yong was already angry, a pair of tiger eyes glared at the former fiercely, and the fierce momentum on his body was released without reservation, like a fierce tiger who wanted to devour people, and his hostility was revealed.

"Both sides salute." Chen Sheng said coldly.

Chen Yong hugged his fist at Ye Feng and said coldly: "Cai Li Buddha fist, Chen Yong." ”

Although it was the first time for Ye Feng to formally learn from a martial artist, he could also learn from it, and he hugged his fists and said indifferently: "Ye Feng, there is no door and no faction." ”

"Don't go out of bounds, don't deliberately hurt the other party's vital point. The jousting begins. Chen Sheng waved his hand, then took a few steps back and withdrew from the martial arts arena.

Chen Yong shouted, steadied the plate, put on a tiger-shaped starting pose, and shouted coldly: "Please!" ”

Although he was angry, Chen Yong also understood the difference between the host and the guest, and he clearly intended to let Ye Feng take the lead.

"Didn't you say you're afraid of hitting me, just let me see how capable you are." Although Chen Yong is angry, he can also maintain his inner calm, which is one of the necessary qualities for a martial artist to fight.

Ye Feng stepped on broken steps, but with boxing footwork, he tentatively moved around Chen Yong.

The surrounding Chen family martial artists couldn't help but sneer at Ye Feng's movements, and they actually used such "amateur" footwork, it seems that this kid's skills will not be high.

"Brother Chen, I'm here." Ye Feng prompted, lungeed and stepped forward, and the swift and thunderous movements made everyone's eyes shine.

A cannon punch, the fist is fierce, with the momentum of breaking through everything.

The fist was strong, Chen Yong didn't dare to be careless, his body changed suddenly, twisted like a spiritual snake, avoided this punch, and then bent his waist rebounded like a poisonous snake pounced, and his right palm was hooked like a snake's kiss and lightning struck Ye Feng's neck.

Ye Feng's mental power was violently released, and the changes in the muscles around Chen Yong's body were clearly captured, and the cloud hand disassembled the opponent's attack, and then used the cloud hand three times in a row to block the three consecutive attacks of the white crane's pecking after the opponent's serpentine form.

Chen Yong's offensive continued, his five fingers changed, one hand clasped Ye Feng's blocked arm, and stuck tightly, and the other hand was like a tiger claw to grab Ye Feng's soft underbelly, and at the same time, his body rushed forward, wanting to take advantage of the situation to knock Ye Feng down.

Ye Feng took advantage of the situation to make a jack fall, disrupting the opponent's center of gravity, clasping the opponent's ankle with his left foot, and using Mongolian wrestling techniques to try to throw Chen Yong back.

Chen Yong flipped in the air, shifted his shape and shifted to stabilize his center of gravity, and pressed Ye Feng under him with his backhand. And Ye Feng also followed his turnover, turned over like a carp, his waist swung up, and he stood face to face with Chen Yong again.

"I didn't expect Ye Feng Xiaoyou to have mastered the knack of qi and machine, no wonder he was able to see through the reality of Chen Yong's moves, and it was really terrifying." The old man surnamed Chen indifferently watched the two fighting, and secretly thought to himself. At the moment when Ye Feng's spiritual power was released just now, the old man surnamed Chen was keenly aware of the change in Ye Feng's breath, thinking that Ye Feng was using the method of qi machine induction.

The so-called qi machine, the subtle breath feeling emanating from the body of the warrior. By feeling the subtle changes in the opponent's qi, you can know the opponent's true attack intentions and break the manifestation of eye vision. In many cases, the speed of a warrior's attack is often beyond the ability of the naked eye, or it is mixed with many strange and unpredictable feints to confuse the opponent, and it is no longer possible to grasp the opponent's movements with the eyes alone. Qi induction is different, using the keen intuition honed in training to feel the changes in the opponent's qi and machine, you can achieve the effect of accurately identifying the opponent's intentions. Qi machine induction is a superb skill and a rare talent.

It is said to be a talent because although qi induction can be learned through training, it requires harsh conditions. Generally speaking, at the very least, a martial artist who has cultivated at the peak of dark energy, has developed his body perception ability to the limit, and can master this trick by honing his combat instincts through a large number of battles and polishing his induction of qi to the extreme. However, there are also a very small number of people who are born with sharp intuition and extraordinary combat instincts, and this kind of martial artist may be able to comprehend this "ability" in the Ming Jin realm. In the eyes of the old man surnamed Chen, Ye Feng is the latter kind of person.

Chen Yong uses a five-shaped fist, which refers to the five fist shapes of dragon, tiger, leopard, snake and crane. Although he retained his strength, Ye Feng was able to use simple army fighting techniques to fight on par with Chen Yong, who had exquisite moves, which showed that Ye Feng's combat intuition far surpassed Chen Yong, and at least he had the physique of a peak martial artist of Ming Jin, otherwise it would be impossible to keep up with Chen Yong's movements.

At the beginning, Ye Feng was obviously at a disadvantage, and he only had the power to defend in the face of Chen Yong's freely changing and unpredictable five-shaped fist. However, after twenty or thirty rounds of fighting, Ye Feng gradually mastered the law of muscle changes in Chen Yong's boxing techniques, and he responded more and more calmly, and his counterattacks continued to increase.

Chen Yong felt Ye Feng's changes most directly, and while he was surprised by his strong adaptability, he couldn't help but worry: "I can't win him if I continue like this, do I want to show my real strength?" But this kid has a lot to do with Old Man Shen, if I hurt him, I'm afraid the head of the family will not be able to explain. ”

How could Ye Feng not see that Chen Yong had concerns and fought for a few minutes, Chen Yong's breath was not disordered, and he was comfortable attacking and defending, which showed that he had not shown his strength at all. Looks like I'm going to have to add some spice to him.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, turned on the "enhanced" state, and his speed and strength instantly increased a lot.

Ye Feng suddenly attacked, so that the instinct of many years of martial arts practice made Chen Yong subconsciously fight back, and with a move, he sneaked into the hole and flashed Ye Feng's fist to Ye Feng's chest, followed by "Black Tiger Pushing Mountain", and his fists went straight to Ye Feng's chest.

Ye Feng instantly increased the strengthened state to three times, forcibly moved half a foot in front of the tip of the opponent's fist, accurately locked Chen Yong's wrist with his right hand, and his left foot straddled the general stuck in front of Chen Yong's calf, and then threw the opponent's momentum hard, throwing Chen Yong's whole person forward.

Chen Yong turned over in the air, his feet hit the ground, and before he could stabilize his center of gravity, a strong wind was already approaching in the back of his head.

But it was Ye Feng who followed with an arrow step, and his left hand punched straight at the back of Chen Yong's neck.

"Show your strength!" Ye Feng roared in his heart, and this punch was used with all his strength, without mercy.

Ye Feng's fist was only a few inches away from the back of Chen Yong's head, only to see that the latter's stiff body was short, shortening his waist like a snake's body, and then turning into an iron plate bridge, and hitting Ye Feng's abdomen with both palms.

Chen Yong slapped several times in a row, forced Ye Feng back a few steps backwards, turned back to the ground with the power of Ye Feng's blocking, kicked his feet, and a tiger roar suddenly erupted from his mouth, and the tiger pounced and grabbed Ye Feng's lower body.

At that moment, Ye Feng's spiritual power perception saw Chen Yong's abdominal cavity shake violently, and then let out a loud tiger roar, the roar carried a barbaric aura, and at that moment, Ye Feng actually felt like it was really a living tiger roaring at him. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Chen Yong's move is the secret of boxing, called "Tiger Roar", this simple roar is countless imitations of the real tiger's cry, the tiger's momentum is shattered, and integrated into the user's own evil energy, can shock the opponent's mind, create flaws.

After the tiger roared, Chen Yong followed up with a move of hungry tiger pounce, grabbing Ye Feng's lower body with both claws, if this move was implemented, even if it was a pebble, he would crush it.

Fortunately, Ye Feng's mental power was far beyond ordinary people, and he was unprepared just now. Immediately recovered, but saw Chen Yong fiercely attacking his lower body, and he was immediately startled.

Peat! A little bit of morality, no! Isn't it impossible to attack the vital point!

Ye Feng roared angrily in his heart, and the strengthening state was raised to the maximum of the normal state, that is, the five-fold state. The speed increased instantly, and only then did he narrowly avoid Chen Yong's broken egg blow.

Who knew that Chen Yong had already entered the state, as soon as he pounced, his claws fell on the spot with one claw, and he landed on all fours like a tiger to exert force, and with one move, he followed Ye Feng with a tiger step, and the serpentine fist shot towards Ye Feng's throat like a phantom.

Ye Feng had just avoided and lost his momentum, and in the face of Chen Yong's rapid pursuit, he instinctively used a whip and tail swing that he had stolen from Hong Yuanba's body without thinking too much. The waist folded suddenly, swinging over like a long whip, and instantly turned to Chen Yong's side and locked his upper body.

"Hong Family Fist Method!" Huo Ran, an old man surnamed Chen, sat up straight, his expression surprised, his eyes flashing with thought.

(PS: In order to thank the majority of book friends for their support, a chapter will be added on the weekend, and there will be another chapter at 9 o'clock in the evening as usual.) ）