Chapter 34 Martial Arts Competition

In the afternoon, the sun is shining.

More than 30 young people from the Ershan tribe stood on the martial arts training ground.

This is the fourth item of the bar mitzvah ceremony, and the characters participating in the bar mitzvah ceremony can choose their opponents with each other. In addition, young people under the age of 20 can also apply for challenges from the people here.

The second elder announced the end of the game rules.

Zhao Yang stepped out and said to Yunyang with a smile: "Yunyang, I want to challenge you." ”

After speaking, a malicious smile appeared on his face.

Everyone looked at Yun Yang with a shocked expression, they knew that Yun Yang was a barbarian last year, and in just one year, he was probably a heavy or double character in the barbarian realm.

Usually, I haven't seen Yun Yang exercising his brute skills in the martial arts training ground. No one knows the roots of Yunyang.

But Zhao Yang is a powerful figure in the martial arts training field, and every day Zhao Yang will look for characters of the same level as him, or one level higher than him, to fight and train. This kid has mastered: the three brute skills of Wind and Fire Palm, Flame Slash, and Vulcan Spear, especially the Vulcan Spear, which is a barbarian advanced brute skill, and has infinite power in his hands.

Such a challenge is not a challenge at all, it is pure bullying. Even Yun Yang's father, Yun Zhong, had a black line on his face, no matter how talented his son was, it was impossible for him to jump to the point of the fifth level of the Barbarian Pattern Realm in a year.

According to the normal speed, it is the result of just stepping into the double of the Brute Pattern Realm. The result is not completely abused by him.

All of a sudden, the audience fell silent. They all quietly looked at Yun Yang with a calm face and an expressionless face.

At this time, if Yunyang chooses to give up, no one will look down on him, because such a gap is not at all, and geniuses can make up for it.

Yunyang's mother persuaded on the side: "Child, give up, you are not his opponent." ”

Yunyang smiled: "Mom, don't worry, I know my catties." ”

As he spoke, he said to Zhao Yang, who was beaming proudly, "I accept your challenge." ”

In a word, the audience fell silent all of a sudden, and everyone looked at Yunyang in a daze, not knowing what this Yunyang was going to do.

Yunyang's father and his brother Yunren's child Yunqi formed a fist with his right hand and a palm with his left hand, and his fists collided fiercely, and a sound came out of his mouth: "Hey, fourth, why are you so stubborn." His eyes were staring at Zhao Yang, his eyes full of anger.

The smile on Zhao Yang's face became even brighter, he originally thought that Yunyang would give up this challenge, so Jihua, who had carefully arranged to attack Yunyang, would be delayed for a long time.

I didn't expect this brainless guy to agree, hehe, I'll let you lose an adult in front of the three thousand people of this tribe, and see if you are still competing with me for Fengping. You don't have that kind of face.

Zhao Hai's face was hideous, he gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "Brother, beat, beat me to death, kill him and I will be able to solve the hatred in my heart." ”

Zhao Jiang looked at it with a smile, he didn't have any worries in his heart, his younger brother was a figure at the peak of the Barbarian Realm, with a wave of his arms, two thousand five hundred catties of liliang, such a liliang was definitely much more powerful than a rookie like Yunyang who only opened a barbarian last year. I just want to see how Yunyang was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

The second elder looked at Yun Yang with a serious face and asked, "Yun Yang, Zhao Yang is a figure at the peak of the fifth level of the Barbarian Realm, are you sure to accept his challenge?"

Yun Yang smiled faintly and said, "Second Elder, please rest assured, I accept his challenge. ”

The second elder and the group looked at Yun Yang, nodded and said, "Okay, the competition between you starts now." The competition requires that those who go out of the circle are defeated, and those who automatically admit defeat are defeated, and the opponent must not be beaten to death, otherwise his life will be compensated. ”

Zhao Yang sneered, you can't be killed, then you can be injured, haha, Yunyang, I see how long you can calm down like this, and I will chase you up and down in a while.

The brute blood qi on his body was spreading, and an astonishing momentum spread out in this martial arts arena. A faint red mist slowly swirled around Zhao Yang's whole body.

Zhao Yang's soles also appeared under the support of brute lines liliang.

Above Zhao Yang's hands, red flames swirled around his entire palm. Brute rank low-level brute skill - Flame Palm.

Say, "Please." ”

Yun Yang also arched his hand and said, "Please." ”

Zhao Yang followed the wrong step, pushed flat with both palms, and two fires came towards Yunyang.

Yun Yang's figure moved, his steps were staggered, and he easily dodged this palm.

Just this wrong step made many barbarians watching their game can't help but let out an exclamation in their mouths: "Huh." "This is the so-called connoisseur who knows if there is one as soon as he stretches out his hand.

This step is a wrong step, and the heat is just right. The magic of the footsteps made everyone look at Yunyang with admiration.

"The sea of fire is monstrous," Zhao Yang held back a wave of anger in his heart. In his heart, if he wants to take down Yunyang, it is simply a piece of cake.

His hands drew a circular curve, and the flames burned within four feet of him. He speaks in his heart, I see how you dodge.

Yun Yang did not dodge, but stepped up to bully and almost clinged to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang was shocked, he had never seen such a battle, so he hurriedly kicked back and shook his palm. Yun Yang's body twisted out of thin air and dodged.

He slapped Zhao Yang's left rib cage with a palm.

I heard a "snap" slap in my ear, pushing Zhao Yang more than four feet away, stumbling and almost falling.

The barbarians in the field were all stunned, and they didn't expect such a way of playing. actually didn't use his brute force at all, all with his brute skills, he was able to fight like this with Zhao Yang, who used brute skills.

A thought arose in everyone's minds, who gave him Yunyang's brute skills?

Everyone's eyes all shot to Yun Tianya, Yun Zhong and the others.

Even Yun Tianya looked at Yun Yang with a shocked expression, how could he not know the power of such brute skills. The power of such brute skills lies not in the amount of brute force, but in the elusive pace and unparalleled speed.

If Yun Yang had a dagger in his hand, at this time, Zhao Yang would have already fallen to the ground.

Yun Zhong was also confused, who taught Yun Yang his brute skills, and he was so exquisite. It seems that the reason why this kid agreed to Zhao Yang's martial arts competition was not a momentary impulse, he has some hole cards in his hand, this kid has so many secrets about himself, really.

Zhao Yang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity. Although the push just now did not hurt himself, the ideal complete abuse did not appear, but made him lose someone.

If you can't beat a five-fold character like yourself today, a rookie who has just been a barbarian for a year will be killed by a head.

Holding his hands together, the brute lines on his body became brighter. A fiery red knife condensed into his hands.

The brute lines on Yun Yang's body had also flickered, and no mist had risen, but in his hands, the earth elements quickly gathered, forming an earth-colored fist that was three or four times larger than his own fist.

Zhao Yang's eyes shot out a stream of essence, the flame knife in his hand was rising, and the blazing temperature made this Mid-Autumn Festival afternoon become hot.

"Flame Slash, First Slash, Ground Splitting Slash. Zhao Yang used all the strength of his body and used all the liliang on this slash.

A flash of fire was as fast as a meteor, rushing towards Yunyang. On the stone-paved martial arts training ground, there was a deep scar.

Yunyang's footsteps staggered, and a phantom appeared under his feet. The incomparably fast speed, dodging Zhao Yang's desperate blow, came towards Zhao Yang's side.

Zhao Yang's hand was confused, forming a network, "The second slash, the Quartet slash." Zhao Yang said in his heart, I'll see where you can hide this time.