Just as Gong Bing and Luo Xiaodie were about to walk to the kitchen, a young guest came from outside the martial arts hall.

The person who came was a boy of the same age as Gong Bing, with short fiery red hair, ordinary appearance, but always covering his mouth to give people a serious feeling, wearing a simple casual clothes, and sneakers on his feet Standing at the door and looking at the gate of the martial arts hall fixedly, as if something was brewing.

The children, who were leaving together, all glanced at this person curiously as they passed by.

Finally, under the curious eyes of the children, he knocked on the door and was ushered in by Luo Xiaodie.

When Luo Xiaodie led her to the main hall of the main house, the four disciples of the curator, Luo Xiaohu, and Gong Bing had already gathered here to wait.

"Hello senior, I'm Duck Wells of the Iron Fist Gate." The boy clenched his hands into fists, his voice was loud, his eyes were bright, and his whole body exuded as if it was infinitely energetic.

"Well, you are Duck Wells, the most proud little disciple of the Iron Fist Sect Master now, how is your master lately?" Luo Dakai sat on the wooden chair of the main seat, and seemed to have some impression of this guest, and nodded and smiled at this time, because he was meeting a guest, so it was rare that the curator did not hold a novel in his hand.

"The old man is physically tough, and he trains us hard in the hall every day, and he often praises your skills in front of the younger generations, and looks forward to having time to compete with you again and drink two glasses."

"The juniors came uninvited today, in fact, they just want to see the secret martial arts of the Luo clan, meet friends with martial arts, and hope that the seniors will agree."

At this time, Gong Bingli was on the side of the hall, carefully observing the other party, the same age as himself, the waist was straight, the steps were calm, the face was arrogant, and there was a sharp martial artist.

"The Iron Fist Gate is not far from my Green Town Luowu, and its Ferromon master is also a well-ranked veteran master in Tutlane, and he has a good personal relationship with his father, and there are often contacts between the two martial arts halls." Because Gong Bing has just started and many things are still unclear, Luo Xiaodie explains in Gong Bing's ear that a girlish fragrance enters Gong Bing's nose, and the breath from Fluttershy's mouth makes Gong Bing's ears itch.

"This guy is the youngest personal disciple of Lord Ferro, although he hasn't been practicing tantric martial arts for a long time, but I heard that he has a good talent."

"So, this guy is pretty good?" Gong Bing asked softly.

"Who knows, I've never heard of him among the top ten young masters in Tutlan." Fluttershy whispered softly in her ear.

At this time, the curator shook his head, and then turned his head to the four new disciples.

"Garth, Vickers, Rowling, and Gabriel, which of you wants to compete with Duck."

"Curator, please let me come." Ghat Mao recommended himself and took a step forward.

The curator wiped his reading glasses with a satisfied smile on his face.

Dark, of course, can do anything.

There is a lot of furniture in the hall of the main house, which is not a place for competition, and everyone has come to the martial arts arena outside the house.

In the martial arts arena, Duck flicked his shoes to the side, and stood barefoot opposite Gart with an excited expression on his face, while Gart looked serious.

"Please advise!" The two clasped their fists and saluted.

As soon as the words fell, the two rushed towards each other at the same time.

"Come on, Senior Brother Gat!" Luo Xiaodie waved her fist at the side.

Gart is not tall, but he has a stout physique, and he is obviously a strength player, while Duck Wells is of medium height, although his body is not as strong as Garth, but Iron Fist Gate is originally known for his fists, so his arms and fists look particularly strong and powerful.

Dark's desire to attack is strong, and he keeps attacking at the beginning, while Darker is guarding the door, not giving the other party a chance to take advantage of, bumping and bumping, fists and feet intersecting, and the sound of continuous collisions sounded between the two.

"It seems that the two of them are not compatible, I thought there was something powerful about this guy, but now it doesn't seem to be very good." While watching the battle between the two in the field, Vickers said to Gabriel and Rowling, looking a little disapproving, because the other party came to ask for a discussion, and it seemed that he didn't take a few of their inner disciples in his eyes, so Vickers was a little unhappy in his heart, and he couldn't help but tease when he saw that the other party was not brilliant at the moment.

"The number of secret martial arts of the two is mainly based on strength, and to decide the winner, it should depend on which one can't hold on first." Rowling, who had short blue hair, said, staring at the two of them with a serious expression, hoping to learn from them.

"Duck didn't do his best, he deliberately lured Gat into going head-to-head with him, which is Iron Fist's forte." Luo Xiaohu shook his head and said on the side: "The Iron Fist Gate is famous for a pair of iron fists, there are six styles of iron fists, and the best thing is a pair of fists, you guys take a closer look, Duck is ready to get serious." ”

Gart on the field didn't know what they were talking about, in Dark's deliberate creation of an evenly matched atmosphere, Gart always felt that the opportunity to defeat the other party was in the next moment, but unconsciously, the opponent's fists became heavier and heavier, and the momentum became more and more sufficient, every time there was an opportunity to dodge, he chose to collide with his fists and feet, and did not back down.

Gart didn't want to lose face, so he kept confronting each other head-on.

Garth forced Duck back with a whip leg, and he secretly shook his hands, only to feel that his fists and arms were a little swollen and painful, which was hurt by the collision again and again.

"Although you are good, but the weakness is too obvious, Luo Wu's Gart pay attention, let's decide the winner." Darker looked calm and said loudly.

With the words, Dark's momentum reached a peak, and he saw that his body suddenly rose a few points, and he seemed to be a little taller, his palms were clenched, and his fists were black and bruised.

"Duck has used their Iron Fist Secret Technique, the name of which is the Burst Secret Method." Luo Xiaodie muttered, "It's disgusting to watch, like a little black bug." ”

The explosion of Duck's speed increased sharply, and he rushed in front of Gart in the blink of an eye, his hands seemed to climb up to black vines, which looked a little terrifying, and his fist went straight to Garth's chest.

"Hmph, don't underestimate people!" The muscles under Gat's dark skin bulged, and it was obvious that he had also used Tianluo Gong.

The sound of the wind whirred around the bodies of the two, and the punches were fierce, and the two of them were like two red-eyed bullfighting bulls, each punch and kick were accompanied by a fierce collision sound, which made others feel pain when they listened.

It seems that with the blessing of the Burst Secret Method, Duck's fists have not only become harder, but also more explosive, and at this time, a pair of fists are like two solid hammers, and in this case, Gat's situation has become precarious.

"Iron Fist Type 1 Sand Crit!"

With a loud shout, Duck suddenly fisted and shadowed, and suddenly the sandstorm in front of him was like a sandstorm coming from the sky, overwhelming the sky, and it was about to drown Gat.

"Cannon: Tiger Thunder!" Facing the menacing and approaching fist shadow, Gart gritted his teeth and used the secret technique that he had only recently mastered.

I saw that the continuous sound converged into a huge collision sound, standing far away and listening, I thought it was thundering in the sky, and when I stood closer, I thought it was a firecracker explosion.

After a while, the two people who touched each other separated instantly, and Gart fell backwards to the ground, rolling a few times, and his bare arm showed faint red spots, as if he was allergic to something.

Gart only felt a tingling pain appear in his arm, as if countless thin needles were raging in his arm, and his chest was unable to lift it in one breath, which made Gart cough violently.

On the other hand, Duck only took two steps back, and his breath was only slightly heavier.

"I conceded." Dark's face was blank, he shook his hand and said lightly, he looked like a master, if it wasn't for the other party's constantly beating eyebrows betraying him, he could really think that the other party's heart was as calm as water, and he had reached the master's state of mind.

Gart finally stood up, the stinging pain had slowly subsided, and his breath was smoother, since his skills were not as good as others, Gat was not too angry, and he also arched his hand to the other party: "Thank you for your advice." ”