Early the next morning......

In a military camp school field of the Northland City City Defense Army, a group of Northland heroes and generals came over early and took up a position to watch the next grandmaster competition.

This competition is not open to ordinary people, every Haoqiang family in Northland City has a certain number of personnel, and if it is exceeded, there is no way to enter.

This time, there is the first strong man in the north, Chen Longcheng, the prince of Zhenbei, is in charge in person, and the party of the competition is still his third son, Chen Ying, the lord of the Flying Fox Path, and no one dares to touch this mildew at this time.

When Chen Ying arrived here, there were hundreds of people sitting scattered around the school grounds, all of them sitting far away, obviously very afraid of the aftermath of the Grandmaster-level powerhouse competition.

Tut!

The strong perception easily captures the special existence hidden in the audience.

The aura is in the same vein as the Lotus Sect and the powerhouse of the Shangqing Palace that he has come into contact with, but the threat to him feels much stronger.

Sure enough, these two top Jianghu sects in the empire have a backhand!

It's just that the number of their top powerhouses is a bit exaggerated, right?

Chen Ying didn't look around, sat down directly and chuckled: "Interesting, very interesting!" ”

"Third brother, what did you say?"

Chen Xiong followed beside him with a dead face, and at this time he also found a chair to sit nearby, and asked curiously when he heard Chen Ying's words.

"You'll find out later!"

Smiling and opening, Chen Ying beckoned Xiong Dazhuang and admonished: "Da Zhuang, are you sure that you will overturn all the four old guys in one go?" ”

Xiong Dazhuang's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "If they don't hide their strength, I have confidence!" ”

"Then the outpost will be handed over to you!"

Chen Ying chuckled lightly and said leisurely: "Let those old people see and understand, the snow mountain giant bear is amazing!" ”

Xiong Dazhuang had a high fighting spirit, and walked directly into the test venue with a full of anger, which immediately attracted an exclamation from the audience.

They didn't expect that Chen Ying's attitude was so positive and that he would send people so quickly, and they didn't know if he was really confident or stupid and bold?

"The third brother will fool people!"

Here, Chen Xiong was very dissatisfied with Chen Ying's perfunctory just now, pulled a chair over and whispered: "What is the situation?" ”

Also, he seems to have heard the word 'outpost' just now, isn't it......

At this time, Dongfang Sheng, the master of the Demon Gate who was sitting nearby, and Ling Feng, who had arrived in time to support, also cast their curious eyes over.

"Lotus Sect and Shangqing Palace, there are more than four grandmasters here!"

Chen Ying didn't continue to hide it, and said lightly, but it made the faces of several people change immediately.

"Don't worry!"

Seeing this, he laughed and said: "You can see Da Zhuang's performance first, and you will know how good our chances are this time!" ”

After saying that, he leaned back in the chair and said no more......

Dongfang Sheng and Ling Feng turned over in their hearts, but their faces were silent, and when they heard the words, they silently stared at the tall and strong figure in the field, but the true qi in their bodies was involuntarily running rapidly, always maintaining the peak state.

Only Chen Xiong was angry, opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but he just looked left and right and gave up, obviously this kind of occasion is not a place for him to go wild casually.

Suddenly, there was a loud uproar from the audience......

Several people looked over in unison, just in time to see a kind old monk, who was slowly stepping into the competition room.

It seems to be a slow movement, but every step is like shrinking the ground into inches, and it is a distance of one zhang in an instant.

Such a method immediately caused the audience to exclaim......

"Hmph, the carving insect skill also dares to use it to show ugliness!"

Dongfang Sheng, who was sitting on the side, couldn't hold back his sneer.

"Amitabha, donor, please!"

The old monk stood three feet away from Xiong Dazhuang and stopped, the monk's clothes on his body were drumming and hunting, a pair of old eyes were extremely sharp, and his body was not tall or strong, exuding terrifying power.

"Old monk, you should strike first, I won't take advantage of you, old Xiong!"

In the face of the aura created by the old monk, Xiong Dazhuang didn't notice it, and the urn sound opened his mouth directly, and the sound was like thunder and shook his heart.

"Amitabha, you're welcome!"

The old monk's eyes were slightly cold, and his body jumped over a distance of three zhang in an instant, and a pair of thin palms suddenly slapped out.

The two ordinary palms lightly slapped Xiong Dazhuang's waist and eyes.

Xiong Dazhuang's big hand stopped in the middle of the road, and with a muffled bang, he was directly blasted upside down and flew out for several feet.

The visual impact was somewhat amazing, causing the audience to exclaim.

The old monk was thin and thin, and his height was almost four heads shorter than Xiong Dazhuang, but he flew Xiong Dazhuang out with one blow.

Xiong Dazhuang's feet landed steadily, and he felt different, just now his mind was shaking, as if he had been hit by two King Kong palms.

"Okay, the old monk's palm technique is amazing, let's try it with the palm of the old bear!"

A thunderous roar shook and struck, the bear's strong and tall body had already shot out, and a pu fan palm was like an overwhelming mountain mountain, slapping towards the old monk with the power of unstoppable suppression.

The old monk's face changed slightly, and he felt the terrifying power of Mount Tai's oppression, his thin figure rose from the ground, and a pair of palms with a little bit of crystal light shot out in a row, and his mouth roared: "Serial King Kong palm!" ”

Dangdangdang......

What shocked the audience was that the old monk's sharp and domineering King Kong palm slapped on the giant palm of the pu fan that fell from the sky, and it made a piercing sound of gold and iron.

What surprised the audience even more was that no matter how hard the old monk tried with a pair of vajra palms, the big palms of the pu fan that fell from the sky did not deviate in the slightest, or they were stopped from castration, and they still seemed to be slowly slammed down with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Bang!

The ground trembled slightly, the dirt splashed and dusty, and a large crater with a diameter of one meter was created on the tamped ground in the test room.

The figure of the old monk was like a flying catkins, and at the critical moment, it suddenly drifted away from the attack range of the big palm of the pu fan. The monk's robe on his body suddenly swelled, and his body flew back along a strange trajectory, and a pair of long legs suddenly turned into a shadow of legs in the sky, sweeping with a fierce aura.

"Good time!"

The bear let out a loud shout, and his tall and majestic body suddenly ejected, and a thick leg slammed down like a giant axe.

A boom shook the eardrums, and the old monk's roll up the shadow of his legs dissipated instantly, leaving only a two-meter-long ditch on the messy ground, and the figure of the old monk flew upside down in a little embarrassment.

Next, the old monk no longer tried to fully open his strength, and all kinds of powerful but extremely beautiful Lotus Sect true martial arts were in full bloom, like a butterfly wearing flowers, bombarding Xiong Dazhuang wildly.

The audience's eyes widened, and they could only see a gray figure like a ghost, bombarding around the bear's tall and strong body.

Every blow was silent, but when it hit the strength of Xiong's strong and powerful body, it exploded with a loud sound, and even fools could see that it was powerful.

The audience was dazzled and amazed, and their hearts were worthy of being the masters of the Lotus Sect, and their sharp methods were unforgettable.

But the real master couldn't help but sigh softly, the old monk of the Lotus Sect was about to lose!

Xiong Dazhuang's feet stood on his heels, and a pair of big palms waved back and forth in such a mediocre manner, but he stood tall in the dazzling offensive of the old monk.

Even, the old monk's powerful attack did not seem to have broken through even the strong shield on the surface of Xiong Dazhuang's body.

Strong, Xiong Dazhuang's strength is unexpectedly strong!

Looking at his calm and relaxed appearance, not only did he not suffer any loss in martial arts moves, but even in the signature momentum of the Grandmaster powerhouse, his mind was not affected much.

And that's exactly what happened......

Although Xiong Dazhuang seems to be surrounded and beaten by old monks, he is actually An Ruo Taishan.

The old monk brought him little threat, and as for the awe-inspiring power emanating from the moves, it was even more like a majestic breeze that was not worth mentioning.

On the contrary, his pair of big palms, although there are only a few moves back and forth, the moves are amazingly powerful, and the strength is shocking, thunder and detonation, and the key is the accompanying barbaric power, which has caused great psychological pressure on the old monk.

Xiong Dazhuang imitated the mutated black bear, and had reached the level of a form god.

The power exuded by the mutant black bear is obviously in a higher life form.

Just an ordinary beast, in front of the power of the mutant black bear, trembling without the slightest courage to resist, you can know how powerful the mutant black bear is.

Xiong Dazhuang imitated the mutated black bear god, and naturally condensed his might in a fierce and domineering offensive, giving the old monk great psychological pressure at all times.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people and even warriors encounter tigers in the mountains, and they can't stand the power of a roar at all, and their hands and feet will be weak, and their whole body will stiffen and lose their ability to resist.

The roar of the mutated black bear is much stronger than that of the ordinary mountain and forest tigers, and Xiong Dazhuang imitates the roar of the mutant black bear, creating a huge threat to the old monks who wander around.

Every roar, if you look closely, you can find that the old monk's body suddenly slammed, and then moved quickly with a flexible and fast body, not giving Xiong Dazhuang the opportunity to perform a domineering blow.

But after enduring almost ten domineering bear roars in a row, the old monk's speed had slowed down, his face was golden and purple, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bloodstains, and he had obviously suffered internal injuries in the competition.

Seeing this, the top masters in the audience were awe-inspiring, and they didn't want to be a famous grandmaster of the Lotus Sect, so they could only barely fight with Xiong Dazhuang for ten moves, and they were about to lose.

As soon as such a thought came to mind, the situation in the competition room suddenly changed......

Roar!

Apparently sensing the old monk's abnormality, Xiong Dazhuang, who was extremely experienced in combat, suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar.

Like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests intimidating a group of beasts, the air within a radius of five zhang ripples and ripples, and even the naked eye can see it.

The old monk who was in it, his high-speed moving figure suddenly slowed down, his face turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and before he could react in time, a big palm of a pu fan fell from the sky like a heavenly dome, carrying an irresistible strong wind, stopping not far from the old monk's bald head, and the old monk's entire head was in a shadow......