Half of the rules of the whole world have to listen to the emperor on the Jinluan Palace, and the other half has to be torn apart, and they are divided into three places, one is the thatched house above Kunlun, the other is the iron lock Hengjiang, the Tianlong Courtyard standing on the top of the mountains, and the other is the Daomen that is always found fault by masters from all walks of life.

In the thatched hut lived an old monster who had run all over the world and could not find a single defeat.

In the Tianlong Courtyard is a group of madmen who 'hate the sky and hate the earth', chasing the limit of their power, and those who can communicate with the gods have come out from generation to generation.

And the Daomen, when they were reckless in finding fault on the Daomen, the starry masters of all walks of life have been wiped out, and the Daomen is still the Daomen, the sea of clouds is churning, the pine needles are evergreen, at most...... It's just that the mahogany pillar has been painted with a new layer of paint.

When the dynasty was newly established and unified weights and measures, the head of the Tianlong Academy and the master of the Daomen were invited to be the head, because the schools were different, and those related to the martial artists were in dispute, and the quarrel was inextricable.

Since then, everything in the world has been divided into nine products.

Among them, the lower three products are widely spread, and in the eyes of ordinary Jianghu guests, the seven-grade blade is already the upper product, so in the lower three products, it is divided into the upper, middle and lower three products, and the nine products are the lower, but the mundane, the seven products are the top, which can be called the sharp weapons of the rivers and lakes.

And the hardness of the eight-grade tree, if you don't care much about whether it's smooth or not, find a carpenter with enough strength to dig out a burning stick, which can also be regarded as an eight-grade weapon.

When Xiahou Xuan finished explaining in a tone that mixed mildness and schadenfreude, Wang Anfeng's face turned a little pale, and he felt that his fingers were faintly a little painful.

sealed the internal force and smashed a hundred eight-pin trees with both hands......

If you think about it this way, it is definitely not that simple to pick up 10,000 catties of water.

Huangfu Xiong on the side patted Wang Anfeng's shoulder with sympathy, and sighed:

"Brother, there is a long way to go......"

Xiahou Xuan unfolded the folding fan and chuckled: "Why don't you just put some water, and then have some strength to meet this punishment?" ”

Wang Anfeng's eyes flickered slightly, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at the yellow paper, and then looked at the ring.

Master, is this a test you give your disciples?

I'll do it for you.

The hanging fists clenched gently, Wang Anfeng hugged Xiahou Xuan and the others, then separated the crowd and strode towards the ring, the tall and strong young man on the ring had already taken a set of boxing gloves made of gold and jade from a tall and thin middle-aged man and covered them on his fists.

"Brother Zeng, what a good external skill!"

A soft-looking girl held her hands and looked at the young man above with shining eyes, and a young man in her twenties next to her smiled:

"Forget the immortal Zeng family has been a family heirloom, although his entry to the outside of the martial arts has just been cultivated into three percent, but it is already as hard as the old pine bark, the family heirloom fists and feet have not yet been learned, but this set of foundation-building boxing is also simple and generous, the power is not bad, and then got that set of eight-grade boxing gloves."

"Huh...... It looks silly, but his head is still shrewd, and he named a weapon with a double-battle winning streak, and this 'Flying Phoenix Finger Bundle' is not a sharp weapon so it can be used, and it looks like it can really win three games in a row. ”

Wang Anfeng walked past them, his expression had gradually recovered from the burning anticipation of the fight, and his heart looked at the opponent on the stage like a mirror.

is good at hard boxing, plus the set of eight-grade weapons that he just obtained, he can't be hard-touched.

But looking at the appearance of the fight just now, he shouldn't be good at moving and transferring.

And he didn't know much about me, so he used the Jiugong steps taught to me by Brother Xue, combined with the strength skills of Jianbu Gong, disguised as a martial artist who won with speed and body method, and he would inevitably underestimate my fist strength, and then find an opportunity to take advantage of Jianbu Gong to shoot with all his strength and make a flaw!

Wang Anfeng's eyes became more and more calm, and after he came into contact with Huang Fuxiong and others, he knew that his strength was still far behind.

Even if they have had about 200 days of cultivation time for ordinary people in the past 100 days, who of these people has not practiced martial arts since childhood?

Take it step by step, steady and steady.

Walking into the ring, he saluted with the tall young man, stood on both sides of the ring, and the middle-aged man who acted as the arbitrator coughed and said: "Two young men, you can't use sharp weapons this time, please play to your heart's content, one admits defeat, or is knocked out of the ring, even if it is over." ”

"Competition, point to point, two, please ......"

After saying that, his body shook and fell under the ring like an afterimage, Wang Anfeng couldn't contain a trace of nervousness in his eyes, but after all, he had already fought with others, and he wanted to prove his stubbornness to show his master, so he directly attacked at the moment, and stepped forward with his right foot.

The internal force in the body flowed, accompanied by a muffled sound, Wang Anfeng's figure was like an angry tiger bursting up, his fists were staggered, and his body rushed towards the opponent with a gust of wind.

Dry for the sky, fire for the sky.

Rokunomiya Qian.

Crash!

Zeng Bo's right hand only touched the cloud-like flowing sleeve robe, a flower in front of him, there was no one left, Xue Shisan's eyes were slightly bright, and he sighed lightly, and on the ring, Wang Anfeng had already turned from Zeng Bo's blind spot to his back, his body rushed forward, and his right fist smashed down towards the neck of the former, Zeng Bo stepped forward, turned around and punched a move, but Wang Anfeng was just setting up a game at this time, in order to kill the move, the strength was not exhausted, the footsteps changed, and Zeng Bo's fist only rubbed the hem of his clothes.

The two staggered, like flowing water over the mountain, never clashed, but the delicacy was far more wonderful than just now, causing a burst of cheers, but the young man in the audience laughed, turned his head to talk to his friend, in his eyes, this competition has ended.

With the light skill of rushing to perform the delicate footwork of the battle, this is clearly destroying his body.

At first glance, he is a newbie.

The two of them on the field were separated by a touch, Wang Anfeng was still calm as usual in his heart, and he opened the distance to the corner of the ring, but at this time, the corners of Zeng Bo's mouth were slightly provoked, which made Wang Anfeng slightly shocked.

The next moment, with an angry shout, the tall young man's speed increased suddenly, almost like a wild green bull, and caught up with Wang Anfeng in a few steps, and a punch was punched out violently, smashing out a fierce fist wind, and the agility was far from being comparable to Fang Cai.

Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Hit the trick!

It seems that there are helpless words from my father after laughing again, and what you think is only what you think.

That's not the truth.

In front of him is a stronger opponent, and behind him is already the edge of the ring, in the blink of an eye is a desperate situation, Wang Anfeng's eyes suddenly ignited a stubborn flame, the footsteps stopped directly, the left palm withdrew, the right fist was violently chiseled out, the spine surged, the strength of the walking gong poured into this punch, his eyes looked directly at the opponent, and he attacked without retreating!

There were all the voices cheering for Zeng Bo's victory, and Xue Shisan looked at the young man who was almost defeated, but the corners of his mouth pursed a chuckle.

"Huangfu, you said that he is a newborn tiger, grinding his teeth and training his teeth, waiting to kill people like hemp?"

"Now, the first prey has appeared."

Xiahou Xuan sneered: "But he is about to lose." ”

"Yes, if there are no accidents."

Huangfu Xiong raised his neck and swallowed a sip of wine, and looked at Xue Shisan: "What is the accident?" ”

Xue Shisan looked at the ring, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"An Feng's fist is very hard and heavy."

Rumble!

In the ring, the two fists slammed together, and the muscles on Zeng Bo's right arm were still as strong as mountain rocks, but the smile on his face began to gradually distort due to the severe pain.

Flying phoenix wraps around the fingers, eight-grade fist gloves, non-gold and non-wood, and is made of strange jade.

The crack was opening on this weapon, and the fierce energy was like a tiger pressing its claws, making his arm extremely painful, and the green tendons on his forehead unconsciously burst out, and the young man in the field noticed the silence, turned around, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his mouth opened unconsciously.

How can it be?!

He only spoke three words to his friend......

How could it be......

Wang Anfeng's black hair drooped slightly, covering his eyebrows, his wrist shook suddenly, and the eight-rank boxing gloves burst and shattered into a slag, revealing Zeng Bo's right fist, which was already bruised, and Xue Shisan laughed happily below, and his eyes seemed to see a beautiful existence that was extremely worth looking forward to, and the scenery was like the Kunlun glazed world.

"It's heavy, ignoring the level of the eight-grade golden jade."