Back to the mountain boxing courtyard.

Jiang Su didn't say a word and got up from the ground. Gritting his teeth, he wanted to rush up, but he was stopped by Zhao Hong from behind.

"I'm on. Zhao Hong said seriously.

In fact, he had just seen the power of Chen Jian's moves, and he was not sure of it. The other party is definitely gifted, and he is extremely exaggerated in terms of endurance. I can use all my strength with every punch, and I don't get tired.

But now, Wei He is not there, and the master's face is becoming more and more ugly, and he doesn't say a word.

There are so many like-minded people around.

Iron Fist is so forced, do you want to have a reputation outside after he returns to Mountain Boxing?

Zhao Hong stood up calmly.

He asked Zhang Lu to help Jiang Su to the rear. I stepped forward step by step.

At this time, the surrounding martial arts disciples were already frowning and whispering. Huishanquan's performance is indeed a little too weak. This level is not like a posture that can cultivate qi and blood three times.

Zhao Hong stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward and stood still, and slowly put on a posture of returning to the mountain boxing.

His breath was calm, completely different from Jiang Su Zhang Lu before, and he knew that his strength was stronger at a glance.

"This one is decent. Chen Jian nodded, and a trace of battle intent slowly welled up in his eyes.

Just a moment later. There was a clash.

Zhao Hong took a few steps back in embarrassment, and where his chest was covered by his clothes, he was red, swollen and sullen, obviously punched by Chen Jian in the chest.

He didn't last long. The second stunned man of this iron fist didn't know where it came from, and his strength was extremely strong.

Ordinary people punch with all their might, and they will get tired at most a dozen times, but this Chen Jian has no intention of exhaustion, punch after punch, endlessly, and his endurance is terrifying.

Coupled with his rich experience in actual combat and fierce fighting style....

Zhao Hong's face turned red, and he only began to support dozens of moves, but in the end, he still couldn't support it and was defeated.

It's just that he is unhappy, and Chen Jian on the other side is even more unhappy!

He spat hard, his face furious.

"Damn! Waste my time!"

"What the hell are you talking about!?" Some of the disciples around Huishan Quan couldn't help it, and stood up and turned red.

"What do I say is your business!" Chen Jian replied with a furious face.

"Were you scolding just now!?Apologize!!" the disciple said angrily.

"Hehe, did I scold you? I said that I was scolding you? Lao Tzu didn't apologize, what's the matter?" Chen Jian laughed angrily. "If you have the ability, you come up, let's fight one-on-one, whoever wins is the opposite father!

"Come on!!" the disciple immediately wanted to rush up, but was quickly held back by the people around him.

"Hehe, garbage is garbage, of course, I'm not talking about Zheng Lao, I don't dare to ridicule the strong people, I'm just for Zheng Lao is not worthy, dignified masters, what kind of goods are under his hands. Chen Jian deliberately mocked.

"Shut up!!"

"Lao Tzu won't shut up, come on, kill me, I came today just to let you kill me!" Chen Jian patted his chest and sneered.

Zheng Fugui, who was sitting on the main seat, was already angry at this time, his face was almost dark red, he was holding on to the armrest of the seat, his fingers were deeply embedded in it, and he didn't move.

I have long heard that the Iron Fist has received an iron genius, and many martial arts academies are angry enough, but they are helpless against it.

I didn't expect to see it today.

This Chen Jian has a strong background, extraordinary talent, and a martial arts addiction, if he didn't accumulate virtue in his mouth, I am afraid that he would have accumulated a lot of contacts now.

Just looking at the current performance of this guy, it's no wonder that many martial arts academies have a very bad impression of him.

There was a lot of noise around, and it was so noisy.

Zhou Jihan and the three of them were also speechless, this Chen has solid strength, he has also fought with Zhou Jihan before, challenged him, was defeated in person, and did not come back a second time.

At that time, in Zhou Jihan's impression, this was one of the many challengers, and it was not a big deal.

Unexpectedly, it seems that this guy is completely stunned.

"Although Chen Jian has some strength, he is not helpless against him, right?

"In the Martial Arts Academy, the ranking of Huishan Boxing is medium, or even faintly low, what do you say?" He Hong on the side said coldly.

"It's just a farce, it's a mess. Zhou Jihan already felt that there was no need to watch it anymore.

Now the whole audience is in a mess, and it has simply become a scolding battle between the disciples of the Huishan Boxing Academy and Chen Jian.

The two senior brothers who came with Chen Jian tried to go up to dissuade the senior brother several times, but they were slapped back by him.

It seems that this guy is also a fierce personality in his own martial arts academy.

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Wei's absence, how would it be your turn!!" Ouyang Zhuang in the outer courtyard couldn't help but shout angrily.

"That's it, Senior Brother Wei is here, and he can abolish you with a slap!"

"You can take advantage of Senior Brother Wei's absence!"

"Why the hell do you still have a !? face" Chen Jian was also angry, "I came to fight with your senior brother Wei, but now I can't find anyone, it's you yourself who said that you want to fight to warm up."

If you have the ability, I will stand here, fight two, give you a chance, win the battle, I will kneel on the ground and apologize to you and admit your mistakes, if you can't win, I don't want you to kneel, as long as you admit your mistakes! All of you will admit your mistakes to me! I, Chen Jian, just want to explain this reason!"

Bang.

Zheng Fugui finally couldn't help it, slapped the armrest of the seat with one palm, and was about to get up.

Even if he is in the name of bullying the small, he has to teach this little guy a lesson and let him know what etiquette is!

"Why should Brother Zheng be angry, this matter is just a fight between juniors, which round will you and me enter?"

Suddenly, there was a figure in the courtyard, standing abruptly not far from Zheng Fugui's side.

It was a long-bearded old man dressed similarly to the Iron Fist Chen Jian.

The old man's beard was all braided and wrapped around his neck, and the muscular contours of his body were extremely developed, especially the upper body, which was like armor, hard and metallic.

"Yes, since it's a fight between our juniors, it's better for us to solve it ourselves. ”

Suddenly, another figure suddenly appeared behind Chen Jian at the same time.

He was a head taller than Chen Jian, and his body was burly, and his muscles were clearly exposed like the roots of a tree. It was Wei He.

Wei Yi stepped forward and stepped into the ground of the inner courtyard.

Call...

A circle of breeze accompanied him, gushing out and blowing away from behind him, and the slightest invisible sense of qi and blood oppression permeated from his body to the entire audience.

"In the Lower Weihe. He looked around with a calm face. "I'm a little late, sorry. ”

The invisible sense of depression made the inner courtyard, which was still noisy just now, fall silent.

The Huishan Quan disciples who wanted to continue scolding just now swallowed their saliva involuntarily at this time and stopped squeaking.

The rest of the inner courtyard disciples of the Martial Arts Academy around them also felt different, and they had a completely different sense of oppression from those inner courtyard disciples of the Huishan Fist just now.

is different from the martial artists who are too far away. The three qi and blood are extremely close to them, so they are also deeper and more appropriate for their experience and feelings at this level.

It was precisely because of his cognition and understanding of the total amount of qi and blood strength that at the same time that Wei He entered the inner courtyard, everyone unconsciously slowly fell silent.

At this time, Wei He's flat gaze slowly sank and landed on Chen Jian in front.

"What were you talking about?"

Chen Jian's state at this time was completely wrong, his eyes were bloodshot, and at this moment, he completely felt the power in front of him that was full of qi and blood, full of oppression.

He was not afraid, his face was complete, and there was not the slightest fear.

Some are just fanatical.

"This feeling.... That's it.... Hahaha! I'm really, so excited, so excited, so excited..."

"It's about to explode!! hahahahahaha!!"

In an instant, he roared wildly, his whole body was agitated, and he exploded with all his strength.

The toes stomped on the ground, and the terrifying power was like an explosion in the blood vessels, muscles, muscles and bones, wave after wave, transmitted to his right fist.

"Take me a move!Yin Evil Dragon!!"

All his strength, all his strength, all his fanaticism, all converged into this punch.

Chen Jian felt that his qi and blood were sublimating, and there was a sudden sublimation in this punch.

Under the tremendous and incomparably malicious oppression, he seemed to be undergoing some kind of qualitative change in himself.

In the root diagram derived from the Iron Fist, the strange colored patterns seem to have a special meaning at this moment.

He threw a punch, and suddenly had an inexplicable realization in his heart.

It's this punch....

He... It seems that I have finally caught it! I have caught the last light of the breakthrough!!

Hahaha!!

He's finally, finally going to .....

Burst!

Suddenly, Chen Jian felt a sharp pain coming from his body.

His somewhat frantic attention was quickly pulled back and refocused on himself.

"This.... It's !?"

His eyes widened and he stared blankly in front of him.

His fist was only halfway out. It's still half the way to the other side.

But there was a pain in his chest.

Wei He's right index finger was lightly tapping on his chest.

"You....!?"

Boom!!!

The huge explosive force exploded from Chen Jian's chest in an instant, and he was thrown far backwards.

With a pop, Chen Jian slammed heavily on the hard wall, and there was a cracking sound of the wall cracking behind him.

He felt as if his body had been hit head-on by a raging rhinoceros, and his whole body was sublimating the qualitative qi and blood at a high speed.

The breakthrough he just got... It was broken up again!?

"I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to be so weak, a little harder. ”

Wei Hedao.

He withdrew his hand and walked straight in the direction of Master Zheng.

Zheng Fugui was overjoyed and angry, and took a roller coaster back and forth, and the anger just now disappeared in an instant with Chen Jian's defeat.

He took a step forward, a look of relief on his face, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, his heart was stuffy, he felt his head slightly dizzy, and he almost sat down on the ground.

Fortunately, Zhao Hong, who was on the side, found out in time and hurriedly supported him.

On Chen Jian's side, the state of qi and blood sublimation that finally appeared was about to break through the level, but Wei He opened his eyes and scattered his qi and blood, and beat him back to his original form.

The sadness, anger and pain in Chen Jian's heart were indescribable, but the qi and blood on his body were surging, although he was not seriously injured, he was out of breath for a while, and he couldn't speak.