At this time, Jiang Chen had done his best, hitting the fifth weight of the eight-inch fist, coupled with the momentum of the violent step, the combined strength had exceeded nine thousand catties, and it was easy to smash the rockery several meters high, and the whole person rushed away with a powerful wave of qi, and the pale white aura splashed all around, and the essence could be seen vaguely.

And Jiang Yu in front of him, the second style of the Silent Empty Palm, the silver tail seems to be weak and vulnerable, but he can barely see the pale yellow aura condensed into a silver-white carp several meters large, and suddenly turned over, and the silver tail with spiritual light the size of a pu fan swung one by one, and each swing can hit the same strength as the eight-inch fist.

Bang!

In front of Jiang Chen, the fist condensed by pale white aura roared away, hitting the silver-white carp, startling ripples, and the silver tail swinging vigorously, it still couldn't stop the powerful strength of the eight-inch fist of nearly 10,000 catties.

Once, twice...... Bang! The silver tail eight pendulum offset the eight-inch fist, and the pale white aura dissipated in the air, and the silver carp hit by Jiang Yu was only weak, as if it would dissipate at any time, and a few strands of black hair fell to the ground.

"It seems that Jiang Yu is still slightly better, and the son of the head of the dignified family is actually ...... Alas, the children of the Jiang family who supported Jiang Chen next to him were a little disappointed.

"Jiang Yu is also from the Thousand Palms Sect, and his strength is also two hundred in the outer gate, and his strength should not be underestimated. ”

Several clansmen who had always been good friends with Jiang Tian of the Thousand Palms Sect prevaricated and deliberately suppressed Jiang Chen.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Chen had lost the competition, Jiang Yu, who was sweating on his forehead not far away, and his palms were trembling, knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, and his upper body was full of sweat. "Finally ......" Jiang Chen muttered weakly, the competition had already exhausted his strength a little, and he was dizzy for a while, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Jiang Chen was still a little unbearable, his sturdy arms, small pores oozing blood beads, white joints at the fists, which looked a little scary, white lips, black eyes, and fell backwards heavily, raising a piece of sand. Click, bang, the sound of toothache sounded, and the surrounding people were a little uneasy, not knowing where the sound came from.

Looking at the fallen Jiang Chen, Jiang Yu was a little depressed, I don't know when, the silver carp in front of him was shattered, turned into aura and dissipated, looking back, the iron stake not far from his back exploded with a bang, and the iron wood pieces spread out in all directions, and the clansmen who were still teasing him just now brushed their sleeves and blocked it. With a few brakes, Jiang Yu was powerless to dodge, his back was covered with blood, and his already weak body also fell.

"Hey, what's going on, this ......"

"What is this, go to the Danfang and ask the deacon to take a look, they are all injured. Before the Jiang family could finish speaking, he was slapped by the older man and hurriedly ran to the Danfang.

Danfang, the little man crossed the threshold, and he didn't pay much attention to the wooden cabinet, drooling on the sleeping chair, and Deacon Su, who was asleep, slapped the counter a few times with his palm.

"Deacon, deacon is not good. Said hurriedly.

There were a few snaps, so frightened that the deacon jumped up from the sleeping chair, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and he slapped the little man over, and with a scream, the whole person flew out of the Dan room.

"Didn't you see me sleeping, come here to make a noise, can't you wait for me to wake up?" Deacon Su's eyes couldn't open a little, and said lazily.

Before he finished speaking, the little man who was slapped out of the wooden door with a palm was beaten stupidly, and the left side of his face was swollen with a red palm print.

"Out of ...... Something happened, practice... field, Jiang Chen competed with others and was injured...... Dizzy. The little man covered his face and said hesitantly.

Before he finished speaking, the deacon on the bedside in the Danfang had long since disappeared...... Seeing this, he patted the dust on his body and hurriedly limped to the practice ground. It seems that the force of this slap is not small.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen breaths passed, and I saw a sloppy old man in untidy clothes and gray and messy hair, the saliva on his mouth had not dried yet, it seemed that he had been woken up in a deep sleep, and walked quickly towards the two who had fallen. The little Jiang family who followed behind covered his face, and tears were about to come out, and it seemed that a fat beating from Old Man Su was indispensable.

"What's the matter, these two boys, they're so big, I don't know how important they are. Deacon Su raised Jiang Chen's soft arm to check the pulse, and said angrily.

Then he went to Jiang Yu's pulse again, took out the best gold sore medicine from his arms, and evenly applied the blood stains on his back.

"Come, a few of you carry Jiang Yu back to the room, some overdraft, the back is just a skin injury, just a few days of recuperation. Deacon Su pointed to a few Jiang family disciples next to him and ordered.

"Deacon, what about Jiang Chen?" Xiao Mu, who came from the side, said anxiously.

"Leave it to me. After speaking, Jiang Chen, who was injured on Old Man Su's back, stepped on the inscrutable footwork, and disappeared in front of everyone after a while. The little man who was covering his face on the side almost didn't cry......

"Ali, what's wrong with your face, I just knocked on your head, what's the matter. ”

"He also said, you told me to go to the Danfang, and before I could say a word, the deacon came over with a big ear scraper, and I provoked someone. Ali covered his face and said in a choked voice, the bitterness in his heart.

The others were speechless for a while, and they all touched their faces involuntarily.

An hour later...... In the Dan room, Jiang Chen woke up, opened his eyes, and soaked his whole body in a large wooden barrel full of turquoise thick medicinal juice and bubbling with light water vapor. However, when I thought of the competition with Jiang Yu just now, I was secretly happy that I suddenly comprehended the artistic conception of an eight-inch fist, and broke through to the sixth level.

However, isn't it in the practice field, how did you get here, still soaked in this medicinal juice, Jiang Chen didn't feel a little puzzled, but it looked a little similar to the refining fluid he usually used to soak his body, the elixir Danfang, Jiang Chen suddenly realized.

"Hey, someone is here, old man!" Old man Su ......" Jiang Chen shouted, unexpectedly pulled his arm, a tingling pain, and couldn't help gritting his teeth, he didn't expect that he would just compete in martial arts, but this Jiang Yu also has two brushes, if he didn't comprehend it at that time, and entered the sixth weight of the eight-inch fist, he might be defeated.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen seemed to have gained something, and closed his eyes and recalled the competition not long ago. His last punch, perhaps the true meaning of the eight-inch fist is not to charge up when the fist is eight inches away, concentrate the qi contained in the meridians on one arm, and then release the qi. It turned out that Jiang Chen himself had always misunderstood the founder of the eight-inch boxing method and the artistic conception when he created the boxing method. Think carefully about the sixth mantra of the eight-inch boxing: "Eight-inch boxing, five-finger curvature, square for the fist, in the middle of the force set, to break the surface, between the eight inches, adjust the meridians, luck, punch out." "It's another realization. Eight inch boxing, eight is just a symbol of the highest practice of this boxing method to the eighth level of perfection, the real understanding is the "inch" word in the inch boxing, in the shortest distance, hit the strongest explosive power, the essence is the grasp of the whole body's strength, not the size of the simple.

"Hey, the little bunny hasn't slept enough. The sloppy old man, who was heating under the wooden barrel, said with a black line on his face.

A little displeased, a lot of age, and still tossed around by this kid.

Jiang Chen saw it, he was a little embarrassed, his eyes were a little dodgy, and he thought to himself how much precious elixir would cost such a large vat of medicinal juice, and then look at the few brocade boxes that were carefully carved and beautifully made, and they were extraordinary at a glance.

However, after calming down, Jiang Chen found that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and there seemed to be a spiritual power running around in the meridians in his body, stinging like a cone, and his bone marrow seemed to be scraped by a knife, so he almost didn't shout.

Su Baili, who had gray hair on the side, was dressed in a stained silver robe, and there was a faint pattern of a furnace ding sewn with gold wire on his chest, looking at Jiang Chen, who was in unbearable pain in the barrel, more than sympathy, but a frown, with a painful expression.