The fourth type of the Dragon Xiang Eight Styles Dragon Eye Crossing Sky is very powerful, and the iron battle will be defeated in an instant, but unfortunately, the blood of the Iron Lion Society is different from the blood of ordinary people, and they are the blood of the mad lion, which can explode when they are on the verge of life and death, and their strength will also be greatly improved. The mad iron battle instantly surpassed Long Zhengyang, the first four styles of the Long Xiang Eight Style had no effect on him, and in desperation, Long Zhengyang had to use the fifth form of the Long Xiang Eight Style, the Dragon Fist Cracking Stone, which was bound to completely defeat the Iron War.

The fierce battle in the ring has far exceeded everyone's imagination, this is more eye-catching than the final four years ago, and it is more fanatical, if it was four years ago, I am afraid that Jiang Yucheng would have fallen to the ground and lost as early as when Long Zhengyang used the fourth style of Long Xiang Eight Style, and now, the crazy iron battle has withstood the attack of the first four styles of Long Xiang Eight Style, so it can be seen that this game can definitely be called the 'final'!

"Long Xiang Eight Style Fifth Style, Long Zhengyang actually wants to use the Fifth Style!"

"The iron battle is amazing, he can force Long Zhengyang to use the fifth form that he has never used before!"

"It's amazing, this game is really good, I'm really glad to stay and watch the game!"

“……”

After listening to Long Zhengyang's loud drink, everyone under the ring showed surprise and discussed.

Some were praising Long Zhengyang's strength, and some were praising the tenacity of Iron Battle, but the focus of everyone's casual discussion was on the fifth form of Long Xiang Eight Styles - Dragon Fist Cracking Stone, and even the representatives of the branches standing in the representative area showed surprised and shocked expressions, it can be seen that even they have never seen Long Zhengyang use the fifth form of Long Xiang Eight Styles. Jiang Yucheng, the representative of the Earth Tiger Association who had fought with Long Zhengyang, was even more dead-faced, thinking that among the young generation of the Shennong Gang, his strength was only subservient to Long Zhengyang, and he couldn't imagine that the tenacity of the iron battle was so powerful that he could force Long Zhengyang to use the fifth form of the Long Xiang Eight Style, which had already left him far behind.

The competition in the ring has exceeded anyone's imagination, in the entire competition venue, I am afraid that no one has absolute confidence in being able to go to the ring to replace these two people, even Qin Shaoyang, who has always been quite confident in his strength, has become dignified, he is imagining himself to be replaced by anyone in the ring. If it was he who was standing in the ring at the moment and fighting against Iron War, what could he do to restrain the madness of Iron War? If it was him who was competing with Long Zhengyang at the moment, would he be able to take over the fifth form of Long Xiang's eight styles, although he was confident in the first four styles, but watching the power of Long Zhengyang's moves increase, his confidence was gradually weakening.

"It's not so easy to win the championship of the Medical Martial Arts Competition, if you want to win the championship, the biggest stumbling block you face is Long Zhengyang, the man who is known as the first master of the Shennong Gang!" Shang Yuqing's cold phoenix eyes stared at the ring, but he said to Qin Shaoyang in a cautious tone.

Qin Shaoyang's face was stern, he had been boasting that he wanted to win the championship of the medical martial arts competition, but now he found out that the Shennong Gang is indeed full of talents, and it is indeed worthy of being the largest gang in China with hundreds of years of accumulation, and it is no accident that it can dominate the Chinese medicine market for a long time.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two loud palms woke Qin Shaoyang from his contemplation, and when he looked up, he saw an amazing scene - Long Zhengyang tried his best to cast the fifth type of Dragon Fist of Long Xiang's eight style to crack the stone and blast towards Tie Zhan, but the mad iron battle was enough to see through Long Zhengyang's fist, and his hands stretched out like lightning, accurately grabbing Long Zhengyang's wrists.

"Long Zhengyang, you can defeat me!" Crazy Tie Zhan opened his mouth and snorted, slamming his forehead towards Long Zhengyang's forehead.

With a bang, Long Zhengyang didn't expect that the move of the mad iron battle would be so simple and simple, and he was actually hit, and suddenly his forehead was slammed by the iron war.

With a muffled snort, Long Zhengyang suddenly fell more than ten steps, his body was also shaking, he slowly raised his beautiful face, but he saw that his forehead was red and purple, which showed how powerful the head hammer of the crazy iron battle was.

"Iron War!"

Long Zhengyang, who has always valued his face the most, suffered such a heavy blow, and the mad iron battle not only took his Long Xiang Eight Style Fifth Dragon Fist Cracking Stone, but also counterattacked with a powerful head hammer, and now Long Zhengyang has become completely angry, and his eyes are full of murderous intent.

However, the strange thing is that since Long Zhengyang was forced back with a blow to the head, Tie Zhan stood there like an iron nail, his cold face showed a look of pride, and his eyes met the angry Long Zhengyang opposite.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a stream of blood arrows erupted from Tie Zhan's mouth, and blood splattered on the floor of the ring, showing a black and red color.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shaoyang immediately stood up from his seat and exclaimed, "Oops, the lingering poisonous blood in Tie Zhan's body has started to attack, don't fight anymore!" ”

With that, Qin Shaoyang walked quickly through the crowd and came to the bottom of the ring, looking at Tie Zhan.

Tie Zhan heard Qin Shaoyang's voice, he slowly turned around, walked in front of Qin Shaoyang, looked down at Qin Shaoyang, a sincere smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Qinyang, thank you for saving my life, even if I can't win him, I will fight Long Zhengyang until the last round!" ”

"Tie Zhan, the poisonous blood in your body has not been completely discharged, if you continue to fight, you may be poisoned again!" Qin Shaoyang raised his head and stared at Tie Zhan, and said with a worried face.

"My life was originally saved by you, at this moment I can fight him for one more round, and your winning rate will increase a little by then, Longxiang Eight Styles and Three Styles, you have to look carefully!" The corners of Tie Zhan's mouth couldn't stop oozing black blood, and he smiled towards Qin Shaoyang with a cold face, and said.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone in the entire venue realized that Tie Zhan's body was still poisoned, and he had no intention of winning Long Zhengyang from the beginning, and the reason why he could persist until now was to repay Qin Shaoyang's life-saving grace. He wanted to force Long Zhengyang to use all the tricks of the Long Xiang Eight Style, after all, if he wanted to defeat Long Zhengyang, he had to break the Long Xiang Eight Style, and this qiē was all a foreshadowing for Qin Shaoyang to defeat Long Zhengyang.

But just when Tie Zhan turned around and was about to fight Long Zhengyang again, his eyes went dark, the center of gravity of his body suddenly shook, and his body fell down under the ring, causing everyone to exclaim.

Fortunately, Qin Shaoyang made a quick move, and he rushed forward with an arrow step and took the iron battle steadily.

Tie Zhan's body has fallen into the ring, and the referee standing on the edge of the ring announced that Long Zhengyang won, since it was Long Zhengyang who won it, then the next four people don't have to compete anymore, Tie Shi and Tie Rou abstained, they quickly jumped out of the ring and came to Tie Zhan's side, at this moment they are most concerned about Tie Zhan's life safety. Qin Shaoyang stretched out his hand to seal the meridians in Tie Zhan's body, and only after exploring the pulse did he feel relieved, sure enough, the blood of the mad lion was extraordinary, and the poisonous blood was rejected because of the battle just now, and Tie Zhan was not in danger of life for the time being, but just fell into a coma.

Without waiting for the ambulance stretcher to come, Qin Shaoyang picked up Tie Zhan, turned around and ran towards the ambulance not far away.

"It's a shame." Just as Qin Shaoyang had just taken a step, a mocking voice sounded, it was Long Zhengyang in the ring.

Qin Shaoyang turned around and looked up at Long Zhengyang, and said coldly: "What's the pity?!" ”

The corners of Long Zhengyang's mouth were hooked proudly, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Shaoyang, his eyes showed murderous intent, and said: "It's a pity that my strongest eighth form didn't come out, otherwise I would definitely have the life of Tie Zhan!" ”

The burning anger surged in Qin Shaoyang's heart, but his face was extremely calm, and he just replied lightly: "Don't worry, you will have a chance to perform." ”

After saying that, Qin Shaoyang no longer paid attention to Long Zhengyang, but quickly ran to the ambulance with Tie Zhan, and the surrounding spectators hurriedly dodged a passage to make way.

The much-anticipated battle ended with Long Zhengyang's victory, the staff ran to the ring with a mop to clean the blood stains and stains on it, and the people under the ring were still discussing, although the iron battle was defeated, but he himself was poisoned, if it was a healthy situation of the iron battle with Long Zhengyang and what kind of scene would it be, although the outcome is unpredictable, but it is conceivable that it will be more fanatical than the battle just now.

Long Zhengyang put on the silver cloak again with the help of his assistant, although his face had been cleaned, but the bruises on his forehead could not be smeared, and his face looked a little pale.

"What an iron battle, it can hurt me to such a journey......" Long Zhengyang looked at the ambulance not far away, and scolded hatefully in his heart.

Four years ago, Long Zhengyang and Tie Zhan met unexpectedly, both of them had heard each other's reputation for a long time, and they fought fiercely without saying a word, because each other was a member of the Shennong Gang, so they had a few points left under them. But in the process of fighting, the two gradually found that the strength of the other party was far beyond their imagination, and the strength of their subordinates continued to increase, and the final battle turned into a fierce battle...... It's a pity that just when the two were about to split the winner, they received a secret order from the Shennong Gang, and the battle was forcibly terminated, and they didn't have a chance to fight again until today. After four years of training, Long Zhengyang thought that his strength was far better than four years ago, and he had absolute confidence that he could defeat Tie Zhan within five forms, but what he didn't expect was that Tie Zhan actually took over his fifth form, and fought back with all his might, making it so difficult and embarrassing for him to win, Tie Zhan was a big obstacle for him after all, and it must be removed!

"Young Master Long, congratulations on your victory, but it doesn't seem like you're looking very good." Just as Long Zhengyang secretly decided in his heart to prepare to eradicate the iron war, Bai Ling'er, who was sitting next to him, was greeted with blue eyes, half concerned and half mocking.