What did he do? Hearing the scream, Hong Shan grabbed the window and stared at the figure on the high platform downstairs.

"He didn't do anything," Nian Huazang looked downstairs with a complicated expression, sighed and said, "It was just a punch." ”

After the master of ceremonies called to start, Yuan Mu only threw one punch.

One punch.

The onlookers only saw a black shadow slashing through the air, and with a loud bang smashed on the wooden railing on the edge of the high platform, and the railing made of thick logs made of thick logs made of unbearable creaks, and then the young man in Tsing Yi vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

This scene somehow feels familiar.

Yu Sinian on the side looked at Zhu Luan, who was drinking tea peacefully in the house.

The group of people who came in and shouted earlier, the young man led by this girl was abolished by this girl's punch.

And now, the new influx of uninvited guests, the leading teenager, actually used a punch to beat the young talents of Da Zhou.

Duan Lizheng on the side also stood up, his face a little solemn.

This Xixia boy named Yuan Mu has a realm of Huayuan peak, and the young man in Tsing Yi who challenged him just now is also the peak of Huayuan.

Therefore, the young man in Tsing Yi is not brave and unscrupulous.

Who would have thought that in front of an opponent in the same realm, he would not even have room to fight back, and he would be directly beaten away?

On the stage, Yuan Mu still maintained the posture of just punching.

Lunges, punches.

The burly boy was in the middle of the platform, looking like a stocky wooden stake.

This kind of posture is really not good-looking, and even if the cultivators of Da Zhou specialize in boxing, they will not use such a preliminary introductory posture to punch.

After all, in the current Great Zhou cultivation world, the elegant and chic fist path is the mainstream.

"It seems that he listened to my original opinion," Song Huaizhu said lightly in the Dizi Pavilion.

"What's the opinion?" Mu Yizhi on the side looked at him in surprise.

"I said that his brain was too stupid to fit fancy moves," Song Huaizhu said in a calm voice.

This statement is really straightforward.

Mu Yizhi was a little speechless, feeling that this person was a cultivator, and he was still a profound cultivator, otherwise it would not be easy to live until now.

"And then?" He continued.

"Then I told him that since he couldn't use other moves, he just practiced the most basic moves." Song Huaizhu said expressionlessly, "There is nothing else." ”

"It's solid." In the Tianzi Pavilion, Duan Lizheng looked at the figure of the Xiliang boy on the high platform downstairs, and also commented.

Although this group of people and their subsequent intrusion are very reminiscent of Sima Hao and others who have just raged past. And this young man's one-punch dominance is also easy to remind people of the battle between Zhu Luan and Sima Hao.

But now, at least from the moves of martial arts, it can be seen that this young man and Sima Hao are not all the way.

Compared with Sima Hao's good words called surprise, and bad words called Yin damage, Yuan Mu's moves are very simple, simple to direct, simple to powerful.

Just a punch, looks simple. But only a high-level practitioner can understand.

Behind that punch was hidden an unknown number of punch attempts, and there were countless monotonous blows, so that the punch just now was solid to the extent that it was impeccable in terms of the speed of the punch, the angle of the punch, and the strength of the punch.

Compared to countless punches, he chose to practice one punch to perfection.

The young man in Tsing Yi was knocked away just now, and he was defeated by the solidity of this young man's punch.

However, this style of play is most effective for first-time fighters, after all, if everyone knows that your killer weapon is only one punch, you can consciously protect it.

"I won!" The boy raised his fist and cheered loudly!

The group of teenagers who had come in with him whistled excitedly, and the entire Twilight Cloud Tower seemed to be occupied by them.

The attendant of the Dusk Cloud Tower hurriedly stepped forward and carried away the boy lying on the ground.

Hong Shan anxiously called the waiter in the corner of the house and asked him to inquire about the situation of the juniors in his academy.

The efficiency of the waiter in Duyun Tower was first-class, and soon a waiter came back to tell Hongshan that although the young man in Tsing Yi had broken a few ribs, his meridians were not too damaged, and his life was fine.

Hong Shan breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes softened a little when he looked at the young man in Xiliang downstairs.

"It's impossible for every cultivator to be Sima Hao," Nian Huazang began.

"Well, this doesn't seem that crazy," Hongshan said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his arms on the high platform and shouted Yuan Mu suddenly lowered his arms and looked upstairs defiantly.

"This student of Doosan Academy is nothing more than that!" The young man of Xiliang said nonchalantly, "Or do you look down on me and send some soft-footed chickens to deal with me?" ”

The faces of the surrounding cultivators all became ugly.

Hong Shan's face in the Tianzi Pavilion also darkened.

"What's that, Doosan Academy? Is there anything in there that can fight? Yuan Mu didn't know that he had already committed the anger of the people, and he shouted loudly, "I heard that you call the most powerful warrior in the academy the chief here? What about the chief of Doosan Academy? Isn't it a turtle with a shrunken head? ”

All the Xiliang teenagers around the high platform burst out laughing.

Hong Shan stood up angrily.

"Hong Shan, don't fall for the other party's provocation," in the Tianzi Pavilion, Nian Huazang looked sideways at Hong Shan who was angry on his face.

"I don't know what the real purpose of this group of Xiliang people is, they rashly fell for provoking, and they just did stupid things." He looked at Hong Shan warningly.

"Sheng Hongyu is just an ordinary student, if you lose, you lose, it's not a big deal, but you," Nian Huazang looked at Hong Shan seriously, "You are the chief, if you lose, it will be difficult for the reputation of the entire Doosan Academy to turn over." ”

Hong Shan gritted his teeth, listening to the piercing laughter of the Xiliang teenagers downstairs, his face was red.

Yuan Mu called out on the high platform for a long time, but no one replied to him, and the young man frowned.

"I didn't expect it to be a shrunken turtle," Yuan Mu frowned, "I came to ask you for advice on behalf of our Xiliang cultivators, but I didn't expect that if you lost a game, no one would dare to end up, and you couldn't afford to lose, which was really disappointing." ”

After saying this, Yuan Mu seemed to remember something, and his brows furrowed, "Since the chief of Doosan Academy doesn't dare to come out, I heard that there are still people from Tiance Academy here today?" Come down, Yuan Mu, the third son of Yuan Liangbi, the first warrior of Xiliang, wants to challenge you! ”

In the Tianzi Pavilion, as soon as the Xiliang boy's voice fell, Zhu Luan, who was drinking tea on the side, put down the tea cup in his hand. She was about to stand up, but Princess Jinyang, who was not far away, hurriedly held her down.

At this time, there was a soft sound of a chair beside him, and Duan Lizheng stood up.

"Second son, how can you ......" Nianhuazang Huo Ran looked back and looked at Duan Lizheng in disbelief, "This kid is just making provocative remarks, why are you all so uncomposed...... today"

"Since he said so, I'm afraid I can't stop going," Duan Lizheng said with a normal expression.

"Tiance Academy has an order, and the students of Tiance Academy have to respond to the challenge of Xiliang cultivators."

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