"Brother, what are you bringing me here for? Just as the gambler was placing his bets, two figures came up from the first floor.

It was a man and a woman, the man was a handsome young man, and the woman was wearing a hat on her head, and the veil hung down to cover the dusty face that Ruofu had appeared at the gate of the inner courtyard that day. His brother's real name is Yuan Ruoshen, and there are very few people with the surname Yuan in Da Ming, because this surname is the national surname of the Northern Wei Empire.

"Since the appearance of the demons, the enemies of the warriors have not only been fierce beasts. Dealing with a humanoid monster like a demon requires a lot of actual combat ability, and looking at the current martial arts of the Da Wei Empire, it is obvious that he has not realized this, even Longyin Villa. When it comes to actual combat ability, it is natural to improve instinctive reactions, and this kind of fighting arena is the most suitable. Three years later, the martial arts conference of the Northern Wei Dynasty wants to unify the various factions of the Shenzhou martial arts, and it is indispensable to come here to practice. Yuan Ruoshen explained.

"If I don't go, these men don't look like good people. Yuan Ruofu frowned.

"Can't you watch it from the audience?" Yuan Ruoshen frowned and said, he had nothing to do about his sister's princess illness.

While the two were talking, cheers erupted in the ring. Yuan Ruoshen was also attracted by the cheers, and walked over, although Yuan Ruofu was not happy, he also followed.

At this time, Long Yuan had already fought with Zhao Meng on stage. Zhao Meng is tall and muscular, and with one punch, his strength can reach four or five hundred catties. And Long Yuan's body is not as good as an adult, his strength is only less than two hundred catties, and after just a few moves, Long Yuan feels that this kind of battle is much trickier than he imagined.

Zhao Meng stabbed Long Yuan in the chest with a punch, Long Yuan first used his palms to slow down his momentum, and then he grabbed Zhao Meng's right wrist on the side of his body. This way of coping, Long Yuan had already planned in his heart, as long as Zhao Meng was pulled forward by himself, he could make up for an elbow blow in the opponent's chest.

However, the expected situation did not happen, Long Yuan pulled Zhao Meng's wrist, and the latter did not move at all.

Bang!

When Long Yuan was just surprised, he was punched by Zhao Meng in the face. If it weren't for the cotton wool stuffed between his lips and teeth, this punch would have knocked several of Long Yuan's molars flying.

Although Long Yuan was hit in the middle of the door, he habitually punched Zhao Meng in the chest. Long Yuan's eyesight has always been accurate and sharp, and his fist was already one size smaller than an adult, this punch immediately made Zhao Meng cover his chest with both hands.

"Then Zhao Meng is too careless, how strong is the physical defense of the martial artist, and he must defend immediately if he succeeds in a blow. A spectator in the audience said. These spectators, who were money-only gamblers when they placed their bets, are now judges of the fight.

The ability to make them win and to see great matches is what makes the arena more attractive than the usual casinos. Some gamblers here have watched fighting competitions for a few years and know some of them, so they are quite good at commenting.

"But Zhao Meng's punch is not light, he has suffered a small loss this time, he should pay attention, otherwise my five hundred gold coins will be gone." Another spectator said.

"You're only betting on gold. ”

"It didn't take long to win five hundred gold coins. ”

Zhao Meng on the stage was not in the slightest mood to listen to the comments of the spectators below, his eyes were staring at Long Yuan cautiously, and his years of experience made him not underestimate any opponent. After a short battle with Fang Cai, Zhao Meng also probably figured out Long Yuan's background.

Long Yuan also looked at him with a solemn face, his face was hot and painful, and it was estimated that a bruise was indispensable. However, Long Yuan didn't have the heart to think about this, the confrontation just now, if it wasn't for his habitual biting of the opposite hand by reflexing, I'm afraid he would have completely lost in momentum by now.

Without thinking too much, Long Yuan stepped out and wanted to bully Zhao Meng. Zhao Meng was a veteran of the fighting arena and knew that Long Yuan had short hands and short feet, and when he was just a few feet closer, Zhao Meng stepped forward and kicked sideways to pull the distance away.

Long Yuan tried several more times, but to no avail.

Zhao Meng saw that Long Yuan's momentum was suppressed by him, so he began to slowly approach Long Yuan, and immediately withdrew it with a tentative punch from time to time.

"Drink!" Zhao Meng secretly shouted in his heart, and a downpercut went straight to Long Yuan's jaw. Long Yuan saw that the fist was menacing, and immediately bent down to dodge. Unexpectedly, Zhao Meng changed his move halfway, bent his elbow and smashed straight to Long Yuan's chest.

This change of move was extremely fast, Long Yuan couldn't dodge, and simply protected the landing point of Zhao Meng's elbow with one palm.

Bang!

Long Yuan was smashed to the ground, but before Zhao Meng could make any further movements, Long Yuan clamped Zhao Meng's calves between his legs and then rolled his body hard, directly making Zhao Meng kneel on the stage with one leg and a half.

Zhao Meng couldn't react, only to see Long Yuan clapping his hands, his upper body kneeling on the ground, and then he waved his right arm, and a fist appeared in front of Zhao Meng's face.

Long Yuan's reaction to change moves quickly and strangely was really difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and Zhao Meng was no exception. So he couldn't avoid this punch.

After hitting with a punch, Long Yuan dared to let go of this hard-won close-up opportunity, and his fists went straight to Zhao Meng's body with force.

Zhao Meng knelt on the ground with one leg, unable to move for a while, and his face turned red in a few blinks of an eye.

Zhao Meng was anxious to get rid of Long Yuan, and forced Long Yuan to take a step back with a flick of his arms, and Zhao Meng also took this opportunity to stand up, but before he could gain a firm foothold, he was bullied again on tiptoe.

This is Long Yuan only sighed a little in his heart, the design of the wooden pile is really ingenious, the distance between him and Zhao Meng is one foot tighter, at this distance, any counterattack by Zhao Meng will be the first to be discovered by Long Yuan, because of Zhao Meng's counterattack trajectory Long Yuan has already practiced blocking or dismantling on the wooden pile.

Zhao Meng, an eight-foot man, was forced to retreat step by step by Long Yuan, who was less than seven feet tall. Although Long Yuan's strength was not as strong as Zhao Meng's, Long Yuan's attack made Zhao Meng cry bitterly, because Long Yuan found that Zhao Meng was covered in flesh, so when attacking, he used the fist's phalanges and elbow tips to attack with small areas.

Zhao Meng's counterattack was blocked by Long Yuan, his chest was wide open, and a rain of fists poured down, causing his body to tumble. Zhao Meng let out a long roar, ignoring Long Yuan's fist, his hind foot stomped on the ground violently, and then he swung out an arm to directly protect Long Yuan in his arms.

Long Yuan didn't expect Zhao Meng to step forward instead of ignoring his fist, and by the time he sensed his intentions, it was too late.

Zhao Meng wrapped his arm around Long Yuan, and generally smashed on Long Yuan's back like a hammer, and Long Yuan couldn't break free from Zhao Meng's embrace because of his reduced strength.

In the blink of an eye, Long Yuan received more than a dozen blows in the back, and such an attack almost made him breathless.

"Yes, after the martial artist was sealed in the sea of qi, his strength was almost the same as ours, and in this kind of power competition, Long Teng couldn't take advantage of it at all. A spectator said.

"Martial artist?" Yuan Ruoshen on the side frowned after hearing this, and looked at the stage again, "Why is this figure so familiar...... "After thinking for a while, Yuan Ruoshen's eyes lit up and said, "It's him!"

"Who?" asked Yuan Ruofu next to her when she heard her brother's words.

"Longyin Villa, that troublemaker. Yuan Ruoshen chuckled and said, "It seems that I underestimated Longyin Villa, and Master Ling also asked his disciples to come here." ”

"He's like...... It's called Long Yuan. Yuan Ruofu looked at Long Yuan on the stage with a pair of bright eyes, and suddenly became interested.

"But even after the disciple Qi Hai of Longyin Villa was sealed, he was just as clear as everybody. Yuan Ruoshen shook his head slightly and said.

On the stage, Long Yuan was strangled by Zhao Meng's arm, but when Zhao Meng swung his fist again, Long Yuan's feet suddenly jumped upward, hitting Zhao Meng's chin, Zhao Meng's head was raised, and the strength on his arm was loosened, Long Yuan took this opportunity to twist his body and escaped from Zhao Meng's arm like a loach.

Call......

Long Yuan's body took a few steps back, panting heavily, and Zhao Meng also spent too much physical strength to hold Long Yuan.

"You don't have as much strength as me, I won this competition. Zhao Meng wiped the bloodshot on his mouth and said. In the ring in the fighting arena, both martial artists and martial artists are tigers with teeth and claws removed, and there is not much threat to him, not to mention that Long Yuan does not have much cultivation now.

"I'm not going to lose. Long Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said firmly. The disciples of the martial arts sect are born with arrogance, so let him admit defeat, no way.

For!

Long Yuan rushed forward and fought with Zhao Meng again.

This time, the two of them almost fought with all their might, and the opponent's attack could dodge and dodge, and they continued to attack if they couldn't dodge and fight hard. It seems that the guiding role of attacking the enemy has been lost here.

Whip kicks, side kicks, elbow strikes, and knee strikes are all the most primitive fighting moves on the field.

"It seems that this martial artist is not easy to win. The audience said.

"After all, I'm only fifteen. Even if the martial artist loses the sea of qi, he is much stronger than us ordinary people. ”

Everyone in the audience watched the fight on the field and fell into it, and the fight in this fighting arena was extremely attractive to them, and many people unconsciously moved their hands and feet while watching, which is the charm of martial arts.

Bang! Another two-fist collision, Zhao Meng took a step back, and Long Yuan took four steps back.

"Hehe, I see you're running out of strength, it seems that I bet on myself right. Zhao Meng smiled and licked his lips, one to fifty, this odds are too tempting.

In fact, such odds have hardly appeared in the history of the Yueyang City Fighting Arena, and the reason why Master Feng did this is to let these gamblers go out and hype it up, and even the martial artists have entered the Yueyang City Fighting Arena, as soon as such a reputation starts, many martial artists, darts and even professional fighters from the outside world will come here to develop.

Long Yuan didn't answer, he had gradually figured out the acupuncture points of Zhao Meng's various joints before, although Long Yuan knew more about the acupuncture points of ordinary people, but Zhao Meng's physique was far beyond ordinary people, and his muscles made him look extraordinarily strong, so the distance between the various acupuncture points on his body was also a little different from ordinary people. What Long Yuan needed to do next was to hit the hole, at this time Long Yuan's physical strength was not much left, this was his last resort.