He originally thought that the disciple of the Backing Mountain Sect was estimated to have suffered a loss at the hands of the Spirit Sword Palace, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he found that he seemed to really underestimate the IQ of this Zhao Han.

The people from the Backing Mountain Sect obviously just arrived in Jiangnan City, and they didn't know what had happened in Jiangnan City in the past two days, so naturally they didn't know that his current strength was able to kill a five-star martial king.

Putting this aside, the matter of Yunshui Dabi has long spread all over Dongzhou, and as long as he is not a fool, he will not dare to provoke him easily.

In his opinion, Zhao Han's actions in front of him are undoubtedly different from those of children who can't tell right from wrong, and it is okay to treat it as a fart.

But Zhao Han was indomitable and spewed feces all over his mouth, which was not just a pure provocation, but rose to a personality insult.

His attributes have increased greatly today, and he is too lazy to do anything with the waste of the innate realm, but his temper as the king of killers is not equivalent to Zhao Han's nonsense, and he chooses to turn a blind eye.

He felt that he could only use a simple and crude way like fists to educate Zhao Han on how to behave.

"I didn't expect you to still have a little backbone, I thought you were really a coward, and chose to avoid a fight. ”

Zhao Leng smiled: "I just saw that there is a vacant lot in the backyard of this inn, why don't you go there?" ”

"Yes. ”

Qin Lang looked indifferent and took the lead in walking towards the open space that Zhao Han was referring to.

"Humph!"

Zhao Han looked at Qin Lang's back with disdain and followed.

"What should I do?"

Wang Tong didn't expect things to happen to such a point, and asked Zhou Rui hurriedly.

"Let's take a look. ”

Zhou Rui stood up and muttered: "Zhao Han and Qin Lang are meeting for the first time, even if Zhao Han is really defeated, if it is really like the rumors outside, with Qin Lang's character, it should only be a small punishment and a big commandment, not a dead hand, and there is still a chance to save." ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

Wang Tong glanced at the food on the table: "Then what about these things?"

Zhou Rui raised his eyebrows: "That little second doesn't look very easy to talk to, let's clean it up ourselves when we come back." ”

Zhou Rui was obviously the boss of this group of people, and as soon as he spoke, all the disciples of the Backing Sect present stopped eating, and followed Zhou Rui one after another, walking towards the backyard of the inn.

——

The full moon hung high, sprinkling a silvery light that illuminated the open space in the backyard.

Qin Lang was heroic, and his face was indifferent and he looked at a group of disciples of the Backing Sect.

How could he not guess the minds of these people?

These people, like most people, didn't believe in his true strength, so they didn't come out to stop Zhao Han's provocation against him in the first place.

The purpose is very simple, that is, to see what he is capable of, so that people outside can hold him up to the sky.

In their opinion, it doesn't matter if he is really so strong, if the silver spear wax head is useless, he can not only suffer a loss for himself in the hands of the people in the Spirit Sword Palace and find a little satisfaction, but also become famous in a fight, and take the opportunity to step on him on the stage of the crowd and be admired.

Even, even the backing sect can rise to the top!

It's like killing two birds with one stone!

Zhao Han put his hands behind his back, his face full of arrogance: "We have a rule, unless there are special circumstances, we can't kill people, so let's simply play?"

"What's the easy way?"

Looking at Zhao Han, who was about the same height as himself, Qin Lang asked expressionlessly.

"I heard that your physical body is very strong, and although our backing mountain sect is not as good as the Dragon and Tiger Sect, we still have a little strength. ”

Zhao Han thought for a while, and said arrogantly: "Then let's use force to decide the winner with one move?"

Qin Lang smiled faintly: "Are you sure it's one move?" instead of two moves, three moves?"

"No more nonsense!"

Zhao Leng snorted, pinched his ten fingers, twisted his neck, and let out a crackling, like the sound of firecrackers.

After finishing the warm-up action, Zhao Han slowly walked towards Qin Lang: "After one move, you can still stand, even if you win." ”

"You're pretty confident. ”

Qin Lang sneered and took out his right hand inserted in his trouser belt.

"Don't have the confidence to survive until now?"

Zhao Han's footsteps didn't stop, and the corners of his mouth lifted a hint of banter: "Ready, then let's start?"

Qin Lang smiled but said nothing.

Looking at Qin Lang's expression that seemed to be smiling, Zhao Han's eyes sank, and his toes sank into the sand and gravel on the open ground by half an inch.

"Whoosh!"

The sand and stones splashed, and Zhao Han's body was like an arrow off the string, bursting out, rushing towards Qin Lang.

Qin Lang's eyes gradually narrowed, and he didn't move at all.

Just when he was less than two meters away from Qin Lang, the corners of Zhao Han's mouth lifted a touch of treachery, and his figure flickered, like an afterimage, and disappeared in front of Qin Lang in an instant.

"It's fast. ”

Qin Lang's face did not change, and he smiled faintly.

The strength of the physical body includes strength and defense, but speed and constitution are also in this category.

As soon as the disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect entered the sect, they began to boil their qi and blood, and their bodies were strong, although they did not use any martial arts and wear magic weapons, but their speed was much faster than that of ordinary martial artists.

A cool breeze swept by, and Zhao Han's figure appeared behind Qin Lang.

At the same time, the right arm bulged, and countless green tendons on the arm burst out, like centipedes, revealing on it.

The left hand clenched the right hand, the strength of the whole body seemed to converge on the right arm, and the body suddenly slanted, like a tank, and the whole body crashed into Qin Lang's back at a half-inclined angle.

"The backer stickers of the Backing Mountain Sect are not used like you. ”

Qin Lang's figure flashed, and his right hand pushed forward.

Zhao Han's entire body was held against Qin Lang's right hand, and he couldn't move forward half a step.

And although Qin Lang's footsteps have moved, he still remains in the original position, and a faint smile is lifted at the corner of his mouth, which looks light and light.

"How is that possible?"

Looking at Qin Lang, who was like a high mountain and stood still, Zhao Han looked at Qin Lang's hand in disbelief, and his brain was about to become a mess.

All the disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect widened their eyes with incredulous expressions.

They didn't expect that their backing mountain sect's peerless learning would be broken by Qin Lang so easily!

Wrong!

Before he even did the personal tactics, he was stopped by Qin Lang in advance!

"He's not in vain. ”

Looking at Qin Lang who was casual, Zhou Rui's eyes were solemn.

Zhao Han's backer is only in the realm of Xiaocheng, but under the same cultivation competition, it has never appeared, and he can't even do it closely, such a troubled thing.

What's more, Qin Lang is only a nine-star acquirer, and his cultivation is one level lower than that of Zhao Han, who is a one-star congenital.

Under such a disadvantage, it is indeed very terrifying to be able to predict Zhao Han's attack direction and use martial arts moves in advance.

Moreover, Qin Lang didn't use any means of attack at all, he stopped Zhao Han's backer with one hand, in his opinion, Qin Lang was simply playing with Zhao Han.

"Who is Zhao Han looking for, but he just found him?"

Withdrawing the shock in his heart, Wang Tong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Isn't this self-inflicted humiliation?"

"Did I win?"

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth set off a different arc.

The Gushan Sect has three unique martial arts, although the level of martial arts is not high, except for one martial art, all of them are hand-to-hand combat techniques based on the physical body.

Among them, there is this yellow-level martial arts, which is backed by the mountain.

This martial art is a bit similar to the force fighting force in Taijiquan on earth.

It is to use the agility of the body to skillfully unload the opponent's strength, and hit the opponent with the strongest part of the body to achieve the fastest strike speed.

It is a close-quarters martial art that even if you practice to enter the transformation realm, you must rely on entering the enemy's body.

You must know that when it comes to a certain martial arts realm, martial artists basically transform into sword qi and true qi and fight.

A close-quarters martial arts like a backer, after meeting a master of the realm of Wuzun, the flaws and deficiencies are self-evident.

But once the opponent uses a backer to get close to the body, not to mention the fatal damage, it is not possible to let the enemy pull away in a short time, which is a kind of actual combat skill for close combat.

This martial art is used well, like a fish in water, invincible, but if you can't cultivate at home, it is equivalent to a moth fighting a fire and killing yourself.

Zhao Han's move seems to be brave and strong, but he didn't even understand the basic definition of the sticker in the backer sticker, and it was obviously a half-hanger.

"Win your mom!"

Zhao Han's face turned green with anger, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he suddenly became angry, waving a fist the size of half a basketball, and blasted it towards Qin Lang's face.

Being humiliated by the people of the Spirit Sword Palace today made him angry, and he wished to beat the people of the Spirit Sword Palace violently.

But he knew that his identity was very different and his skills were not as good as others, so he could only choose to swallow his anger.

And when he saw Qin Lang, he originally thought that Qin Lang's cultivation was lower than him, and he looked easier to bully, and he wanted to satisfy his vanity.

It's good now, not only did he not even touch a single hair of Qin Lang, but he was also silently ridiculed by Qin Lang, he felt that he was a funny clown, and it was a shame to be embarrassed.

"From the beginning, I didn't want to let you go easily. ”

Watching the fist gradually enlarge in his line of sight, Qin Lang's eyes were like knives: "Since you are still obsessed, then I will satisfy you." ”

(End of chapter)