Chapter 43: A Hundred Years of Life and Death Battle
Zhu Kun walked slowly from the crowd in coarse cloth shoes, and behind him, there were several elites of the Zhu family, all dressed in strong clothes.
There are not many people, but they are all elites, each of them is more than six levels of quenching, and they are all over their bodies, exuding a strong atmosphere.
The most powerful Zhu Kun has reached the eightfold quenching realm, and his breath is as if there is nothing, without a fierce appearance, only as dignified as a mountain.
The scene of indulgence and joy came to an abrupt end, and everyone in the Yang family had ugly faces, and everyone could see that Zhu Kun was afraid that he had bad intentions when he came.
"Do you dare to fight?"
Zhu Kun walked all the way to Yang Fan, his expression was full of provocation, and the thousands of Yang family members beside him were like nothing in his eyes.
"You can't help it after all. Yang Fan's face was calm, and there was no fear at all.
During this time, Yang Fan's martial arts cultivation and his own temperament have undergone earth-shaking changes, as if he was reborn.
"I'm curious about your indifference, but I hate your pedantry and refuse to bow down to obey orders, so there is only one way to get out. ”
The phaseless form that Zhu Kun pretended to be finally completely disappeared, and his words were sharp.
There was an uproar all around, everyone in the Yang family looked at each other angrily, and the monstrous anger accumulated over the past few days ignited in an instant, seeing that the slightest carelessness would cause a group fight, and the situation would be out of control.
"Zhu Kun, all along, you have been showing off your power on our Yang family's territory, and to tell you the truth, I have long been enough. If you can't bear it, don't put up with it anymore. If you want to fight, then fight. ”
Yang Fan's eyes were burning with anger, and his heart burned with infinite fighting intent.
"I'll be waiting for you on the jousting platform. If you lose, you will give up the position of village chief, and from then on, Yang Village will be renamed Zhuzhuang. ”
Zhu Kun's greedy expression was clear at a glance, from now on, he finally had his own territory, and the history of this land in the future would be written by him.
"Wishful thinking! Even if you win, our Yang family will never surrender to you. ”
"Nonsense! Yang Village has been the world of the Yang family since ancient times, and whoever wants to seize it, we will fight with him to the end. ”
"We are united in our prayers to expel you thieves. ”
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The people of Yang Village roared in unison, and the crowd was angry, eager to raise their fists in their hands, rush up, and beat a group of people from the Zhu family out.
"In Qingshui County, everything has already been taken care of, as long as I can win, from now on, this land will have to change its surname to Zhu. ”
Zhu Kun shouted suddenly, his voice was like a lion's roar, and with only one person, in terms of momentum, he overwhelmed thousands of people in Yang Village.
"Don't talk nonsense, see you on stage. ”
Yang Fan waved his hand to the four sides, signaling everyone to be quiet.
The crowd gradually fell silent, but the anger on his face did not abate.
Zhu Kun exhaled deeply, he knew that right now, his prestige was not enough to convince the public, but he was confident that with his means, he could gradually occupy Yang Village, and if anyone was not convinced, he would let him get out.
Centennial Tournament Stage.
Written full of traces of time, even the handwriting on the stone tablet in front of the stage is gradually blurred, and now it is ushering in the most important battle.
This battle will surely write a very strong stroke in the history of Yangcun's development.
Yang Fan is in the east, Zhu Kun is in the west, and the two of them stand quietly with each other, each dividing half of the country into a confrontation.
The crowd under the stage is crowded, most of them are the Yang family, standing in the east, and the Zhu family is few, standing in the west, with clear barriers.
"Stop. ”
A delicate voice hurriedly came, startling everyone in the audience.
Yang Fan frowned, he could hear that this was Liu Cuizhu's voice.
"Why are you here? Go back, this is not the place for you. ”
Yang Fan glanced at Liu Cuizhu again and again, not letting her be embarrassed.
"Don't fight. Don't you talk every day that you can't beat Zhu Kun? If you are killed, what will I do?"
Liu Cuizhu's makeup is not repaired, she is like a ghost, it is really ugly, and these words make people feel even more cold.
Yang Fan said in his heart that it was before, this period of time, all kinds of hard training, isn't it all for today?
"Go back. ”
Yang Fan glared, he knew that Liu Cuizhu was not good at speaking, and the more she talked, the more she would be ridiculed.
"Master Zhu Kun, I don't know, Yang Fan offended you? I'll make a compensatory to you, don't you fight, okay?"
Liu Cuizhu stepped forward, bent down, and bowed to Zhu Kun.
Everyone looked at each other, they had long heard that Yang Fan had married a man, and when they saw it today, it was unexpected.
"Stop. ”
With a rough voice, Zhu Huan rushed out of the crowd like a whirlwind.
"Dad, why did you fight with Uncle Yang. What should you do if you do this, let me and Yang Can be caught in the middle?"
Zhu Huan lowered his head suddenly, pretending to be shy, which made everyone stunned.
"Huan'er, you are still young, there are some things, you don't understand, go back quickly. ”
Zhu Kun really loves this baby daughter, and his words are gentle.
"Hmph, I don't understand. Speaking of which, isn't it all about fame and fortune, in the eyes of you men, it's so important?"
Zhu Huan said with a big grin.
Liu Cuizhu and Zhu Huan are destined to just stir up the situation, they are weak after all, and it is impossible to stop this long-brewing war.
"Village Chief, win or lose, give it a go, we will always support you. ”
Thousands of Yang family members shouted in unison, and the momentum gathered was extremely amazing.
"Patriarch, defeat Yang Fan, and this territory will be ours. ”
The Zhu family roared together, full of wildness, they were few in number, and in terms of overall momentum, they were naturally extremely inferior to the Yang family.
Wushuang looked at the two people on the stage together.
This battle, from the two overlords in the village, will affect the fate of everyone in the field.
It was as if the air had stopped flowing, and the atmosphere was unusually solemn.
Whew!
Zhu Kun finally moved, he kicked the ground hard, jumped more than a mile, and waved his hand violently by taking advantage of the falling momentum of his body, which was the "monkey claw hand" of the inferior martial arts, and his domineering momentum was fully displayed.
Looking at the table that was trampled by Zhu Kun, as well as the large pieces of stone chips brought up by the soles of his feet, everyone in the audience was shocked, and the eightfold master of quenching his body was terrifying.
"I'll listen!"
Yang Fan took advantage of the situation and raised his hand, which is the strength of Taijiquan, the ubiquitous strength, and the first strength of the eight methods.
Except for Yang Qianshan, no one knew the true meaning of Yang Fan's words, and they all thought that Yang Fan was too nervous and couldn't even speak.
The Zhu family looked at each other in pairs, their faces were full of joy, and the Yang family's faces were deeply worried.
Syllable!
The arms of the two were put together, and their strength intersected, Zhu Kun's body did not move at all, but Yang Fan's body took several steps backwards in a row.
Yang Fan did not deliberately show weakness, but took advantage of the retreat to dissolve the strength in Zhu Kun's hand.
Even if it is retreating, Yang Fan walks in an arc, draws his hips and curls his humerus, and every step out is extremely lawful.
"You've actually advanced to the Eightfold Quenching Body?"
Zhu Kun's face was full of shock, and the progress of Yang Fan's skills was completely beyond his expectations.
"Thanks to you. If you hadn't put so much pressure on me, how could I have entered the realm so quickly?"
Yang Fan's expression was full of pride, all the hard work in the past month was worth it.
"Good!"
When the Yang family heard such good news, they shouted in unison with joy, and finally had some confidence in this battle.
"Even if you advance to the Tempering Eightfold, you will never be my opponent, and to tell you the truth, I have been promoted half a year ago. ”
Zhu Kun was full of confidence, talking in his hands, his body did not stop at all, and with a wave of his arm, he was as fast as lightning, and he made an afterimage in the air.
"Try it!"
When Yang Fan heard Zhu Kun's strength, his heart became more confident, and his face was even more fearless.
When it comes to real skills, Zhu Kun has to beat Yang Fan, and if he wants to fight hard, Yang Fan will lose, but Yang Fan is already a rough Taiji, and in terms of martial arts knowledge, he is far superior to Zhu Kun.
The two of them are as fast as lightning, constantly turning in circles on the competition platform, and their skills are so poor that they can't see the figure clearly.
There are only a dozen people off the field, and it can be seen that Zhu Kun is chasing all the way, while Yang Fan has been retreating.
People who can't see the door clearly can only look at the eyes of the masters, the eyes of a few masters of the Zhu family show heartfelt joy, and Yang Yi and others of the Yang family are nervous.
Laugh at!
Zhu Kun flew out with a claw, as fast as lightning, as strong as a steel hook, and extremely sharp.
Yang Fan couldn't dodge, half of his entire sleeve was torn off, and there was a long wound on his shoulder.
"Good!"
The Zhu family couldn't help but cheer, and for the warring parties, the momentum was quite important.
The Yang family let out a burst of exclamations, accompanied by the lamentations of countless people, this time against the enemy, I am afraid that it is a loss.
Yang Fan's expression became extremely solemn, it was he who was too careless just now, which led to injury, if Zhu Kun moved faster, his arm would not be protected, and this battle would naturally be lost.
Unconsciously, Yang Fan was scared into a cold sweat, he was not fighting for himself alone, but for the entire Yang family.
On the surface, Yang Fan has been retreating, but in fact, he has been leading, so that Zhu Kun's strong offensive will gradually decay.
Yang Fan was retreating, stepped out, touched the obstacle behind him, couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly flashed his body, went around to the back, and when he looked at it, it was the century-old stone monument.
Bang!
Zhu Kun couldn't regain his momentum, his arm strength was sudden, fierce and tough, and he actually broke the stone tablet at the waist, and a huge black shadow flew towards the crowd of the Yang family, causing a terrifying roar.
A catastrophe is happening.