At this moment, the eyes of the eight people on these eight chairs flashed, and they were all secretly happy.

Just wait for the dozens of people in front of them to exhaust this person's physical strength, no matter who they stand up again, it will be a perfect ending.

However, at this time, Zhou Yi on the plum blossom pile frowned, looked at the people on the eight chairs on the high platform, and said: "Okay, if you don't want to go on one piece now, it's up to you, but then, if you don't go on one piece, you won't have a chance at all!" ”

After Zhou Yi said this, the people in the eight chairs had not yet reacted.

The eight good hands on the plum blossom pile were angry first.

"You can survive a round under the hands of the eight of us!"

One of them roared and finished the sentence.

The remaining seven people, stepping on the plum blossom pile at the same time, they are clever, one step at a time, some like a falcon catching a rabbit, some like a tiger pounced on a sheep, all kinds of killing moves, from eight directions coincidentally attacked the protagonist together.

Originally, they were all ready for everyone to single out Zhou Yi.

They knew that they might not have any chance of winning in a heads-up, so they all knew that they were individuals who were trying to help those seniors explore their way in order to maintain their reputation in the Xiangjiang martial arts world.

However, he didn't expect that this arrogant boy actually proposed to challenge all of them at the same time.

It's no wonder that the eight of them went together!

At this moment, the eight people attacked the protagonist together, although the boxing techniques are different, but because they themselves have rich experience in fighting with people, a tacit understanding is born invisibly.

The siege on all sides simply leaves no way out.

The eyes of the people in the audience widened, and they were all curious about how Zhou Yi should deal with the eight good masters.

Chen Aiyang and Huo Ling'er also didn't dare to blink.

Even if it is Chen Aiyang, at this moment, he asks himself, what can he do if he is in a situation with Zhou Yi?

"You should hit the one on the left hand side first, he has the weakest kung fu, and then ......"

Chen Aiyang thought in his heart what he should do if it was himself.

However, the scene that followed made the hall full of more than 100 people shout.

"This ......"

I saw that he was facing an opponent who attacked him from eight directions from sixty-four plum blossom piles.

Zhou Yi made a shocking move that everyone expected!

Hejian, he stepped forward, but he didn't attack anyone.

Instead, a hand was inserted into a plum blossom stake in front of him as if he were inserting tofu.

Listening to Zhou Yi's low voice again, a plum blossom stake with the thickness of an adult's thigh and a length of two meters in front of him was directly pulled out of the soil by one of his hands.

The plum blossom pile has no soil three feet, and after it is pulled out, it is one meter long.

Zhou Yi squinted coldly, faced with the siege of eight people, held the plum blossom stake with one hand, and swept away thousands of troops with one move!

Whew!!

A thigh-thick, three-meter-long log was rounded, and a strong wind swept out, sweeping several feet around.

The eight people on the plum blossom pile only felt their ears buzzing, and their eyes were full of horror and fear.

He actually pulled out a plum blossom pile as a weapon!

Where could those eight people have thought that Zhou Yi would actually make such a move.

When they faced this log, their faces turned pale, and they were almost frightened!

Another moment!

Just listen to "bang" "bang"

……

"Ahh "Ahh

……

"Plop!" "Bang"

The sound of eight scalp-numbing logs thrown against the bodies of eight people, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of the eight people falling down in a miserable manner.

Several voices, all in one moment.

A log swept under the thousands of troops, but in an instant, none of the eight people could escape this heavy and rapid log, and they fell under the plum blossom pile one after another!

"This ......"

At this moment, everyone in this courtyard was stunned!!

They looked at Zhou Yi, who was staring coldly at the eight people on the seat on the plum blossom pile, and they were dumbfounded.

This, this, this......

You can still fight like this!

For a moment, everyone was shocked and speechless.

In the huge courtyard, the needle drop is almost silent at the moment.

Everyone didn't expect that Zhou Yi would actually pull up a plum blossom pile as a weapon, and in less than two breaths, he swept away thousands of troops with one of the most common moves, and swept down the plum blossom pile with eight kung fu masters.

The disciples of these eight people hurriedly went up to care about the master, and at the same time looked at Zhou Yi angrily and shouted, "You don't follow the rules. ”

Zhou Yi asked calmly: "Why don't I follow the rules?" ”

The female disciple of one of the boxers shouted angrily: "It's a martial arts competition, how can you use a wooden stake as a weapon, these eight masters are all bare-handed, you are shameless." ”

However, Zhou Yi smiled coldly and said, "What is Guoshu?" ”

The female disciple was suddenly looked at by Zhou Yi's gaze, and that sharp look made her body tremble and panic, but she still didn't say angrily: "What do you mean?" ”

Zhou Yi ignored her, turned to look at the eight chairs under the plum blossom pile, and asked again, "You tell this disciple, what is Guoshu?" ”

At this moment, for some reason, none of the eight people spoke, and their faces were gloomy and watery.

The female disciple and several other disciples of the boxer master all looked at the reaction of the scene in disbelief, what's the matter, could it be that this person picked up a wooden stake as a weapon, or is it reasonable?

At this time, Zhou Yi said indifferently: "National art, only killing people and not performing, is called national art!" ”

"The one who breaks the law in one dozen is called national art!"

"National art is not a showmanship, it is a technique that is strong and strong, and extremely cruel to the enemy."

"Hitting people with weapons is one of the national martial arts boxing, and the national martial arts competition, do you have to talk about it until now? That's martial arts! It's not a national art! ”

"If it is said that weapons are not allowed in the competition, then seven or eight of these individuals who are here today must not be able to duel with me!"

Zhou Yi was referring to a few of them present, who specialized in weapon kung fu.

At this moment, hearing Zhou Yi's words, the female disciple, as well as the disciples of several other boxers, suddenly turned pale, and they couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

None of the other masters present came out to refute this sentence, because Zhou Yi really didn't say anything wrong.

Now in society, not to mention the use of cold weapons to practice kung fu, that is, there are also hot weapons and firearms integrated into the national arts, there is a traditional martial arts master in the world, his kung fu has reached the realm, if you add a gun, it can almost compete with the Dan Dao master.

Weapons have been an extension of the body since ancient times.

Chen Aiyang saw that Zhou Yi had resolved the accusations of those disciples against him in just a few words, and secretly claimed to be good in his heart.

Although he was also shocked by Zhou Yi's method of knocking down eight people in an instant, this was only the first group of people, and after defeating eight people, there were still more than forty opponents waiting for Zhou Yi to take them off one by one, especially the few veteran masters sitting on the high chair, which was not something that Zhou Yi could easily win with a wooden stake.

Zhou Yi looked at the eight people below and said, "I have just said, give you a chance to go up together, if you still want to come up in waves, don't blame me for bullying you!" ”