Wu Xingyun whispered something in Durkheim's ear, others couldn't hear it, but Lu Yao heard it clearly, obviously, although they hadn't seen Tong Tiexin, but Tong Tiexin's reputation as the number one master in Mombanoni was still too loud, and the Tibetan Border Hall had obviously studied his exercises, and what Wu Xingyun said was some of the coping techniques they studied.

However, Lu Yao didn't care about these at all, he was still very satisfied with the current situation.

Today, the call Lu Yao received was from Han Wanyun, the owner of the Qiankun Martial Arts Pavilion, when he told Lu Yao that someone had come to kick the gym and needed Lu Yao's help, so Lu Yao rushed over.

At that time, Han Wanyun also roughly revealed some information about Wu Xingyun and others to Lu Yao, so Lu Yao came prepared with Tong Tiexin.

Although Wu Xingyun told Durkheim that the countermeasures were good, but that was only useful for Tong Tiexin before, since Tong Tiexin followed Lu Yao, not only ran errands for Lu Yao, but he also learned a lot from Lu Yao, including Lu Yao's revised version of the Mixed Yuan Vajra Body Technique, how could Wu Xingyun and others kick such a level of exercises, although this competition was the beginning, but Lu Yao already knew what the outcome was.

And this ending is also what Lu Yao wants.

Although the short dagger that Wu Xingyun took out was also a good thing, for Lu Yao, for the Zhutian Sword, it was simply worthless, that level of things, Lu Yao could get a lot with a little dim sum and a little effort, and the reason why he took out the Zhutian Sword to bet with the other party was also to see their desires, what he wanted was to make Wu Xingyun and the others lose face, and then force the so-called owner of the Tibetan Border Hall out to solve the trouble of Han Izuyun and Han Wanyun once and for all. Learn about a past feud.

Wu Xingyun and others said that they were here to learn, but in fact, to put it bluntly, they came to kick the hall and smash the brand, so Lu Yao, Han Izuyun, Han Wanyun and others didn't need to be polite to him.

"Wu Gongzi, it's almost there!" Lu Yao waited for seven or eight minutes and shouted loudly.

Wu Xingyun's face turned red, he glanced at Lu Yao and the others in embarrassment, patted Durkheim's shoulder, and then returned to his seat.

Although the people have returned, it is not easy at all.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Tong Tiexin and Durkheim clasped their fists again and saluted, and the competition began.

This contest can be described as a collision of strength, although Durkheim is not tall enough, but his muscles are also very developed, Tong Tiexin is naturally not to mention, standing there is like a small mountain, giving people a strong visual impact, and the two of them are open and close as soon as they make a move.

Durkheim's first move was like a tiger pounced on food, and his fists went straight to Tong Tiexin's face, his fists were strong and fierce, and the tiger was vigorous. Tong Tiexin, on the other hand, sneered, stood still, waved his right arm, and seemed to block Durkheim's first attack very casually.

"Dang!"

The intersection of fists and flesh should have been the sound of flesh and blood colliding, but these two people were experts in horizontal training, and the sound made was stunned like a metal symphony, and it should be resounded.

If it weren't for the other onlookers, some people might think that this was not a collision of muscles, but more like a blacksmith swinging a sledgehammer in his hand to strike iron.

The blow did not work, Durkheim was not affected too much, perhaps this was also his expectation, after all, Tong Tiexin was not an ordinary person, he was once the famous number one master in the league.

In an instant, Durkheim's second attack arrived.

This time, Durkheim's momentum was full of momentum, and it was also quite shocking, but when the two of them fought, Durkheim suddenly changed his moves, and the original Zhigang moves disappeared in an instant, as if he had turned into a finger wrap, swimming around Tong Tiexin, like a slippery loach, and it seemed a little quiet for a while.

"This kid has two brushes, but I didn't expect him to be able to do what Wu Xingyun said, but a horizontal man who originally took a strong path can become as soft in an instant." Lu Yao also sighed secretly after reading it.

However, sighing to emotion, Lu Yao never thought that Tong Tiexin would lose.

"What are you waiting for, do you want my sword to fall into the hands of others!" Lu Yao looked at it for a moment, and suddenly shouted.

That seemed to mean that he was scolding Tong Tiexin, and Wu Xingyun felt a chill when he heard it.

Tong Tiexin, once the No. 1 master in Mongolia, was able to become Lu Yao's entourage, which had already shocked Wu Xingyun, and when he heard Lu Yao's words, Wu Xingyun was even more shocked.

Wu Xingyun wanted to see what Tong Tiexin would do, but as soon as his idea came to him, he chuckled in his heart, and then the whole person almost fell off the seat.

There is no other reason, just because Tong Tiexin suddenly showed a sneer, and a futon-sized slap slapped Durkheim's back, and Durkheim was slapped away with one palm.

Great wisdom is foolish, great ingenuity is clumsy, although Durkheim listened to Wu Xingyun's words, he chose to give up his best horizontal practice, and wanted to overcome rigidity with softness, but unexpectedly, everything was illusory in the face of absolute strength, and Tong Tiexin slapped the hope of everyone in the Tibetan Border Hall to extinguish.

Durkheim was slapped away by Tong Tiexin, and fell heavily on the edge of the martial arts arena, spitting out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale like white paper.

"Take!" Tong Tiexin didn't make another move, he just glanced at Durkheim, and then looked back at Wu Xingyun, who was very ugly on the stage, jumped on the stage after saying a word, and returned to Lu Yao to stand still.

This competition, originally thought it would be very exciting, at least Wu Xingyun thought so, and he also thought that Durkheim would be the final winner, but he didn't expect it to be such an ending in the end.

"Wu Gongzi, will you and I compete in the next game, or do you plan to continue to send your juniors out to compete with me?" Lu Yao didn't give Wu Xingyun a chance to breathe, and when Tong Tiexin came back, he immediately stood up, looked at Wu Xingyun and asked loudly.

"I ...... Come! Although Wu Xingyun didn't hesitate, he was a little slurred when he spoke.

"Good!" Lu Yao shouted hello, then jumped off the stage area and made a gesture of please.

Wu Xingyun didn't think about it at this time, he could only force himself not to think about the previous defeat as soon as possible, and strive to win this one.

But how could things all go his way?

Tong Tiexin's performance just now surprised him, and then thinking about it, even with such strength, Tong Tiexin was still an entourage by Lu Yao's side, Wu Xingyun was also out of luck in his heart, and he began to doubt Lu Yao's identity.

And this is exactly the situation that Lu Yao wants.

In this way, the two fought from the beginning, and Wu Xingyun fell behind.

It's just that Lu Yao has never exerted all his strength, just using twenty percent of his strength, but he has cleverly hidden all this in the past, except for Tong Tiexin, Han Izuyun, and Han Wanyun, almost no one thinks that Lu Yao's strength is enough to crush Wu Xingyun.

It wasn't until the two of them fought for nearly one hundred and fifty rounds, and all of Wu Xingyun's moves seemed to be used once, that Lu Yao found an appropriate opportunity, pretended to be a coincidence, and won with one blow, defeating Wu Xingyun.

Lu Yao's "performance" can be described as an actor, and he has hidden it from everyone in the Tibetan Border Hall, they only think that Lu Yao won by luck, and they don't suspect anything else at all.

"Fluke, fluke!" Lu Yao repelled Wu Xingyun and won the competition, then gasped and said.

Although Wu Xingyun felt that he was a pity to lose, he still felt embarrassed in front of so many people, so he didn't say anything, jumped on the stage, and sat down.

Lu Yao smiled bitterly and returned to his seat.

"Brother Wu, I see that you don't look good before today's competition, although I won, but I also feel that the victory is not martial, so let's choose another day, how about I still use this sword to make a bet?" Lu Yao said with a smile.

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" Wu Xingyun didn't expect Lu Yao to say this, so he suddenly came to his heart and replied loudly.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Lu Yao would regret it, so he hurriedly said hello and left directly with the people from the Tibetan Border Hall, not giving Lu Yao a chance to speak again.