(Who? can be the chief king, is it you?)

A torrential rain drenched the entire martial arts training ground.

After the rain passed, a 10-meter-long, 10-meter-wide, and 1-meter-high hardwood ring was temporarily erected in the center of the martial arts training ground.

Around the ring, sixty warriors were in a corner under the leadership of their respective teachings, and an old man stood in the ring, wearing a brown robe, with a ruddy face and clear and deep eyes, and he was speaking in a low voice.

His name is Chen Xing, one of the elders of the clan hall.

His voice was very infectious, and every martial artist was excited when he heard it, as if he was full of strength from top to bottom, and he wanted to sacrifice everything for the Chen family, and then die.

As a sword practitioner, he should stay calm, Chen Izuyun was not affected in the slightest, as for Chen Zong, he really wanted to maintain a calm mind, but in front of a master whose cultivation surpassed the Qi and Blood Realm, it seemed very difficult, but the tip of the mysterious sword trembled slightly, making his mind clear, so it was not affected.

"Now, I invite the head of the boxing team to the ring. Elder Chen Xing finally said, and Chen Zong's gaze followed.

The chief of the boxing team leaped forward, and his strong body landed in the ring with a muffled sound.

Chen Guzhan, from the Hongyan Town tribe, has a strength of 800 catties in one arm, and his body is so strong that he is like a wild bull.

"Chief ...... of the Palm Group"

The leader of the palm group is Chen Yong, his appearance is very ordinary, his face is serious, his height and body are very ordinary, the only thing that catches the eye is his palm, which is wider than that of a normal person, and with a layer of calluses, he is obviously a natural good hand at cultivating palm techniques.

"Chief ...... of the Leg Group"

Chen Ying, with a slender and graceful body, has a kind of vigor, especially a pair of legs wrapped in a tight-fitting military suit, round and slender, looking full of strength, and her eyes are very aggressive, like a beast living in the jungle.

"Chief ...... of the Knife Technique Group"

Chen Fenghua, the name is very good, and the person is good-looking, but he is a man, but his eyes are very charming, his fingers are slender, he carries a long knife on his back, and his whole body exudes an aura that fascinates the girl.

"Chief ...... of the Sword Technique Group"

Chen Zong jumped lightly, and his footsteps fell silently on the ring, which made people feel ordinary at first glance, but the more they looked at it, the more flavorful they became.

"It's really him. Chen Yuyao covered her mouth with her hand, her beautiful eyes were round, her mood was complicated to the extreme, Chen Yidao's eyes were a little bitter, he was also from Xiaohu Town, he was insignificant in the boxing group, but Chen Zong was the chief of the swordsmanship group, which was completely incomparable.

"The five groups of chiefs will take turns to fight to determine the final winner, who is the king of chiefs, and in addition to the established ten energy pill rewards, they can also get a jar of Tiger Yang Bone Wine. Elder Chen Xing's clear and profound gaze swept over the faces of the five people: "The five of you, each of you will fight against the other four, and the winner of the four consecutive victories will be the first. ”

"In the first battle, Chen Guzhan will face off against Chen Yong, and the other three chiefs please leave the ring for the time being. ”

Elder Chen Xing was not only here to watch the battle, but also to act as a referee.

"My fists are very heavy, so it's better for you to admit defeat as soon as possible. Chen Guzhan grinned at Chen Yong, his fists clenched and collided, and there was a clicking sound, which made people's scalp numb.

"I'm not a vegetarian either. Chen Yong's face was serious, very old-fashioned, with his broad palms open, his blood and qi were carried, and his skin was slightly red.

"In that case, take my punch. Chen Guzhan smiled, took a step, and rushed towards Chen Yong like a wild bull, raising his fist, as if blasting out with all his strength, the wind whistled under the fist, the air shook, and the terrifying momentum seemed to be able to knock down a house with one punch.

Dacheng pinnacle punch!

This is a foundation-building martial art that only emphasizes strength crushing, and it is most suitable for people who are naturally strong to cultivate, and Chen Guzhan is this kind of person.

The strength of 800 catties in one arm can bring the power of heavy punches to the extreme, which is enough to crush all opponents of the same level.

However, it was not luck that Chen Yong was able to become the leader of the palm group.

A pair of thick palms covered with calluses, almost able to resist the sword, in the face of Chen Guzhan's best bombardment punch, Chen Yong's palms slapped out, the palms were sunken inward, and the moment the five fingers touched Chen Guzhan's fists, the palms were outward, and the power that was contained suddenly shook and bombarded out.

Dacheng's pinnacle smashing tablet palm!

This is a strong and hard palm technique, but Chen Yong has practiced to a new height, under one palm, it contains a double power impact, making it even more powerful.

Chen Guzhan's arm trembled, his strong figure paused, Chen Yong stepped out, the whole person rotated with one step as the center, and the other palm passed through the waist and hit Chen Guzhan's ribs, like wind and thunder.

Chen Guzhan protected his ribs with his left arm, took Chen Yong's palm, his strong body shook, took a step back, Chen Yong's palms burst out continuously, each palm contained double power, and slapped on Chen Guzhan's body continuously, but he was all resisted by his arms crossed.

Let you be stormy, and I will stand still!

"It's so strong!"

Under the ring, one by one the martial artists gasped, Chen Yong's palms were enough to crack the stone, if they were replaced, they would not be able to bear it with one palm, would Chen Guzhan be beaten to death?

"Awesome. Chen Zong couldn't help but secretly say that being able to become the chief was really amazing, and compared to Chen Zuoyi, it was obviously much stronger, which aroused a trace of war intent in his heart.

However, Chen Zong paid more attention to Chen Guzhan, in the face of the stormy bombardment of Chen Yong's palms, Chen Guzhan tried his best to tighten himself, crossed his arms to protect the ribs and other parts of his head, and his muscles tightened to the extreme, making Chen Yong's palms seem to hit rocks, making a dull sound.

Chen Yong is not an iron fighter, and he will be tired from bombarding with more than ten palms in a row, he feels that if he bears the bombardment of his dozen palms, Chen Guzhan will definitely suffer a lot of trauma and will definitely lose.

"Your palm is really strong. Chen Guzhan lowered his arms, there was a bloodshot on the corner of his mouth, but he smiled indifferently, and there seemed to be a trace of madness in the depths of his eyes: "But I'm stronger." ”

His fists erupted like a torrent or a meteorite down, and the terrifying wind pressure made Chen Yong's facial muscles sunken and he had difficulty breathing.

Raise your hands to resist!

The moment the fists collided, the terrifying power erupted, like a torrent of breaking embankments, Chen Yong couldn't resist at all, and retreated again and again, Chen Guzhan was like a mad demon, his two fists bombarded continuously, two punches, three punches and four punches.

Fifth punch!

Chen Yong couldn't resist anymore, and flew down from the ring, his arms trembling, and his palms were even more painful.

"I told you, I want you to throw in the towel. Chen Guzhan stared at Chen Yong condescendingly, grinning, Chen Yong did not smile.

"Chen Guzhan, the chief of the boxing group, won a straight victory, and in the second battle, Chen Ying, the chief of the leg group, faced off against Chen Fenghua, the chief of the knife group. Elder Chen Xing announced loudly, Chen Guzhan jumped out of the ring, he had just fought a lot, and he needed to take a rest.

Chen Ying and Chen Fenghua came to the stage, Chen Ying's legs were wearing long leopard skin boots, the long knife behind Chen Fenghua was missing, and he was holding a black wooden knife in his hand.

Chen Ying's eyes are full of wildness, that kind of look, ordinary people can't bear it, but Chen Fenghua is light, as if he is not affected by all external objects.

Without saying a word, Chen Ying quickly rushed out, her body was as strong as a cheetah, she instantly flew seven or eight meters, and swept her leg like a steel whip towards Chen Fenghua's lower plate, Chen Fenghua jumped lightly, the black wooden knife in his hand turned into a black light, and slashed forward.

Supporting the ground with one hand, his body turned, his legs were like a whirlwind, one leg swept towards the knife light, and the other leg hit Chen Fenghua's chest like a python turning over.

"Sure enough, there is no simple way to become the chief. Chen Zong said secretly, and ordinary martial disciples were dumbfounded, it turned out that they could still fight like this.

A knife shot down, but the sword light instantly divided into two, and slashed at Chen Ying's legs at the same time.

Collision, under the terrible power burst, Chen Ying fell to the ground, his hands bounced up in an instant, his legs alternately like two big pythons out of the hole, Chen Fenghua floated to the ground, his toes lightly touched the ring, his body avoided Chen Ying's legs like flowing water, and the wooden knife in his hand was split.

This split is out of control, and the knife light is endless, as if it will never stop.

In the Dacheng Peak Python Leg Method, the Dacheng Peak Knife Wind Leg Method was alternately cast, and the strong wind howled, shattering one black knife light after another, constantly colliding, and the wooden knife and leopard skin boots sounded continuously muffled.

The battle was fierce.

Chen Ying's legs are like her character, full of wildness, and Chen Fenghua's knife, no matter how intense, there is always a kind of calm and unhurried.

No matter how Chen Ying attacked, Chen Fenghua always dealt with it with ease, and Chen Zong could see that he was looking for an opportunity.

Chen Zong put himself in his shoes, imagining how he would deal with such an opponent.

Chen Fenghua's knife technique is a chain knife technique, Dacheng peak level, the knife out of the chain, suddenly, as if the chain of endless knife light, the knife that fell brought a terrible wind, as if the front was split, able to smash a boulder, and the momentum sank.

The pinnacle of heavy attack knife skills!

Different from the chain knife method, the heavy attack knife method pays attention to one knife and heavy blow, directly defeating the target, and never making a second knife.

This knife, the timing was just right, which made Chen Zong's eyes shine.

This knife was completely unexpected by Chen Ying, and she didn't have time to react, let alone carry her blood.

This knife is powerful and fierce.

Chen Ying was slashed, flew out upside down, fell into the ring, and was defeated.

"Chen Fenghua, the chief of the knife group, won in a row. Elder Chen Xing announced again: "In the third battle, the chief of the sword technique group will face off against Chen Yong, the chief of the palm group. ”

After some rest, Chen Yong's palms have recovered.

Under the ring, Chen He, the instructor of the boxing group, stared at Chen Zong with playful eyes, when he heard that Chen Zong had cultivated the tiger power boxing method to the perfection state, he took the lead in naming him and paying enough attention to it, but he didn't expect the other party to reject him, refuse to enter the boxing group, but instead entered the swordsmanship group, which made him very unhappy.

"Chen Izuyun, your sword technique group is too weak, and even a person who has practiced swords for a month can win the chief. Chen He looked at Chen Izuyun and said sarcastically.

Chen Izuyun glanced at Chen He, ignored it, and disdained it.

In the ring, Chen Yong took a deep breath and posed in the palm style of the broken tablet, facing Chen Zong.

After fighting with Chen Guzhan and seeing the battle between Chen Ying and Chen Fenghua, Chen Yong also realized that to be able to become the leader of each group, there must be something outstanding, the chief of this swordsmanship group has not yet made a move, but he can defeat Chen Zuoyi to win the position of chief, and his strength is estimated to be not weak, which is worth treating carefully.

With his heart beating low and powerful, and his strength filling his body, Chen Zong took a step forward and posed in the afterimage sword technique, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Chen Yong.