"Your seat is mine, and you are limited to three breaths to leave, otherwise, you will bear the consequences. ”

Zhou Yan walked towards him, his voice was cold, and his eyes were slanted.

Since you are going to provoke trouble everywhere, then I will accompany you.

"Oh, is your name written on it? I came first, and this is where I am. ”

Wu Mang's voice was tepid, as if he hadn't seen Zhou Yan's chill at all, and said casually.

All the people around them who were meditating on absorbing the Chaoyang Spiritual Qi refining body suddenly opened their eyes one by one and looked here.

Many people who don't know why are very curious.

I don't know why Wu Mang keeps looking for Zhou Yan's stubble today, obviously he is stirring up trouble.

"One. ”

Zhou Yan sneered, already starting to count.

But Wu Mang was not afraid at all, and still sat still.

"II. ”

When Zhou Yan counted to two, everyone's eyes condensed, knowing that there must be a good show to watch.

"I'll count it for you, three. What can you do to me?"

Wu Mang smiled slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked up at Zhou Yan, his eyes full of provocation.

"Whew!"

Zhou Yan didn't say a word, his fist moved, and the speed was so fast, like a snake bite staring at the prey and attacking, imprinted towards the door of Wu Mang.

"Bang!"

Wu Mang had already prepared, and counterattacked with one palm, his strength was heavy, blocking Zhou Yan's fist in midair.

Zhou Yan and Wu Mang were both arrogant among the registered disciples of Ling Chen's Martial Arts Hall, and the moment their fists collided, a strong wind exploded.

However, it is clear that Zhou Yan has a slight advantage.

Beat Wu Mang to the ground two meters away, and the other party stopped.

"But that's it. If you want to steal my position, you are not qualified for this ability. ”

Wu Mang, who was repulsed, was not tepid when he lost a move, he clapped his hands and landed, bounced up, and took the initiative to attack Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan had already concluded that Wu Mang must have been instructed by someone to deal with him today.

Zhou Yan is low-key, and he has never had a grudge against anyone in Lingchen Martial Hall.

Zhou Yan didn't understand why Wu Mang came to trouble him, could it be Feng Ao and Mo Feifei?

Whether it was Feng Ao and Mo Feifei or not, this Wu Man must have been instructed by someone.

Wu Mang stepped on Zhou Yan's bottom line, and Zhou Yan would not be polite to him.

"If you don't do a good person, you have to be a spineless lackey. ”

Zhou Yan's eyes flashed, and his feet "snapped" and swung open, opening and closing, like an old pine taking root, towering and immovable.

When Wu Mang rushed to a distance of less than two meters, Zhou Yan clenched his hands into fists, and a heavy punch like lightning in the wind "buzzed".

At the same time, the moment Zhou Yan punched, the image of a rebellious bull flashed above his body.

Warrior Kufold.

Every time you break through a weight, you will have a huge force, which is a thousand catties.

When you use all your strength, you can trigger the appearance of the wild bull to be revealed.

Zhou Yan didn't use all his strength, so he only had a wild bull appearance.

"Hmph, it's better to be a dog of a powerful person than to be a person who has been silent all his life. ”

was scolded by Zhou Yan as a lackey, Wu Mang was not only not ashamed, but said such shameless and cheap words.

"Gravel Palm!"

Wu Mang shouted loudly, his voice was strong and bright, and with a vertical slap, the image of two wild bulls appeared above his body, and with a "swish", he greeted Zhou Yan's punch.

The second weight of the martial artist, Wu Mang actually broke through, seeing this, Zhou Yan had no reservations and made a move with all his might.

"Bang!"

The clatter of fists colliding with each other was heard.

This time, Zhou Yan and Wu Mang are both doing their best, and the strength of two thousand catties is not trivial.

After Zhou Yan and Wu Mang's two attacked each other, their bodies shook at the same time, and their faces turned red.

Moreover, a hole the size of a bowl was cracked under the soles of their feet.

"What, you actually broke through. ”

When he saw Zhou Yan's move, and two mad bulls also appeared, Wu Mang's face suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Hmph, so what. Since you're going to be a dog, be a real dead dog. ”

After Zhou Yan drank angrily, after the two mad bulls that were originally visible around him, a third mad bull appeared faintly.

It's just that the illusion of this mad bull is much darker than that of the other two mad bulls.

"Oh my God, three wild bulls!"

"It's incredible, Zhou Yan really deserves to be the first genius among our registered disciples!"

"It's amazing, not long ago Zhou Yan was still the first level of martial artists, could it be that he broke two times in a row and reached the third level of martial artists?!" someone exclaimed.

"No, it's not a mad bull mark, it's a tiger, oh my God!

After seeing Zhou Yan's punch this time, accompanied by the tiger's roar, the third vision was revealed on his body, which turned out to be a lifelike and terrifying tiger, everyone screamed in shock and retreated again and again.

"Click!"

A crack sounded from the bones.

Wu Mang's eyes widened, his face was shocked, and he couldn't believe it at all, Zhou Yan not only broke through to the second level of martial arts.

It is unbelievable that the martial arts he cultivated and the Tiger Fist have reached the realm of mastery.

I saw that Zhou Yan's fist was no longer hindered, and there was a tiger roaring, which was fierce and shocking, directly cracking Wu Mang's palm bones.

At the same time, the fist thundered away, and the light of fire was imprinted on Wu Mang's face.

"Poof!"

Wu Mang was hit by Zhou Yan's punch and spurted blood in his mouth, and his body shot backwards and flew backwards, until he fell fifteen or sixteen meters away, and then rolled heavily to the ground.

"Poof!"

Falling to the ground, Wu Mang's mouth spurted blood again, his whole body trembled, he looked at Zhou Yan in disbelief, intermittently, and said, "You..... You ....."

In the end, Wu Mang was angry and bloody, and he fell unconscious on the spot.

"Hmph, self-depraved. ”

After Zhou Yan coldly glanced at Wu Mang, who was knocked unconscious, he didn't pay attention to it, and under the shocked eyes of everyone, he sat down on the spot, and wanted to use the little time to quickly absorb the Chaoyang Spiritual Qi to cultivate.

Others, on the other hand, have been unable to calm down. One moment to look at Wu Mang, who had passed out, and another look at Zhou Yan, full of shock.

Zhou Yan and Wu Mang have always been one of the strongest among the registered brothers, and sometimes, countless people are curious about who is stronger of the two.

Today's battle has been seen.

Zhou Yan is stronger.

Countless registered disciples envied Zhou Yan's martial arts talent.

To be able to break through the level in more than a year, without the help of any cultivation resources, reach the second level of martial arts, and even cultivate the Tiger Fist to the realm of mastery, is simply shocking and indescribable.

In fact, Zhou Yan didn't use all his strength at all, if he used all his strength and used the Tiger Fist of the Perfection, one punch would be enough to blow Wu Mang to death.

Lingchen Martial Hall, since it is a place of martial arts cultivation set up by Li Guo, it is naturally martial arts.

In the competition of the same realm, whether it is a private fight or a public fight, as long as it does not cause people to die and break the opponent's hands and feet, Ling Chen Wutang will not punish him.

However, it is forbidden to bully the weak.

The disciples of the outer hall and the inner hall of the high realm are never allowed to bully and oppress the disciples of the lower realm. Unless it is a disciple of a low realm, agreeing to fight with the other party.

After cleaning up the self-inflicted martial arts, Zhou Yan was ready to seize the time, absorb the aura of the rising sun, and refine his body.

But today, it seemed that he had no way to cultivate in peace.

Not long after knocking Wu Man unconscious, suddenly, a harsh and annoying voice came.

"Who is it?"

"Which bastard injured my cousin Wu Mang, get out of here. ”

"Which shrunken turtle did it, dare to do it? Get out of here and die!"

I saw that a tall, dark-skinned, and fierce figure suddenly came to Asahidai and roared loudly on the edge of Wumang.

The person who came was Ling Chengcheng, a disciple of Ling Chen's Martial Hall, and his cultivation was the third most important in the martial arts.

The disciples of Lingchen Martial Hall are divided into four major disciples: named, outer hall, inner hall and core.

Zhou Yan and the others are only the lowest-level registered disciples.

Ling Bucheng is well-known in the Lingchen Martial Arts Hall, and his cultivation has reached the third level of martial arts, but he has not been tested to have martial arts and spiritual veins.

This kind of person, who is considered a senior-level old fritter in Lingchen Martial Hall, will be cut off from cultivation in the future because he is confirmed to have no martial source and spiritual vein, as long as this teaching and cultivation session is over, he will be expelled from Lingchen Martial Hall, and he will no longer be counted as a person from Lingchen Martial Hall.

However, it is precisely because of this that this kind of person is the most difficult to provoke in Lingchen Martial Hall.

Because the other party has no hope in cultivation in the future, he will soon leave Lingchen Martial Hall and cut off his cultivation, and he is often unwilling to despair, so he likes to cause trouble, just like the snake on the ground, making people retreat.

Not long after Ling Bucheng appeared,

Immediately afterwards, there were two brightly dressed people, a man and a woman, two of them holding hands, domineeringly kicking away the registered disciples who were cultivating on the Asahi platform, their faces were arrogant, and they walked slowly, but the target was Zhou Yan.