7:30 p.m.

The wide Tyson underground duel arena was exceptionally crowded tonight.

The dueling arena is modeled after the Colosseum in Rome, with a circular court with a radius of 10 meters in the middle, surrounded by a circular staircase of spectator seats.

The audience was full, and most of them came to the famous place, not only curious about Ye Xiu, the founder, but also wanted to see the demeanor of Li Meng, a young leader.

The two of them came to a large table in front of the dueling ring, on which were placed brushes, inkstones, an open letterhead, and a box of ink.

The letterhead was like blood, with a slight smell of fish, and it was obvious that it was a piece of paper that had been stained with blood.

There are eight big characters left on it, "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky." ”

Ye Xiu first signed his name on it, and then pressed his handprint.

Immediately afterwards, Li Meng did the same, signing and sealing.

"Witness signature." A staff member immediately shouted.

As soon as he finished shouting, Zheng Shanao, Zou Rong, and the masters of Wuxing got off the field and stepped forward.

Looking at Ye Xiu with his spare eyes, Director Zou signed his name on it, and his handwriting was beautiful.

Intuition told her that Ye Xiu was not simple, and even she couldn't see through her strength, she had been in charge of martial arts for decades, and she had seen the bloody wind of Jinmen, and she had never seen any scenes, and this feeling was the first time.

The duel boxing stadium was originally intended to only duel boxing, but Jinmen advocated weapon fighting, and followed the local customs, Ye Xiu had to divide the duel boxing event into two games, the last boxing duel, and the next weapon fight.

"The first game begins."

As the whistle ended, Ye Xiu took the lead in setting up the shelf.

Rub rub, then Li Meng made an instant move, wanting to quickly solve the opponent.

Seeing that the other party was so contemptuous, Ye Xiu was angry, since this is the case, then give you some color.

Spun sideways, Ye Xiu had one hand like a poisonous snake probe, ready to put it on the wrist of Li Meng's incoming fist.

Seeing Ye Xiu's action, Li Meng noticed that the other party was not weaker than himself, and was about to put away his arrogance, but his palm was like a needle prick, a slight numbness came from him, and his right hand temporarily lost its strength.

"Hiss!" The hearts of the people in the audience gasped, but they didn't expect the reversal to appear, that Ye Xiu revealed his true strength, and he was actually slightly higher than Li Meng, and the duel was a bit interesting.

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Xiu sealed one of the opponent's arms, which naturally reduced Li Meng's combat power greatly, and beating the water dog was naturally his traditional skill.

After dozens of moves, Ye Xiu took advantage of the opponent's distraction, and shot Li Meng one meter away, completely defeating the opponent.

"Wow, wow, wow!" There was a cheer in the audience, Li Meng lay on the ground in embarrassment, the scene in front of him was extremely upside down dramatic, no one could have expected Ye Xiu to win so easily.

At the same time, some people complained for Li Meng, thinking that he was negligent at the beginning and missed the opportunity.

When everyone was dumbfounded, the staff took the lead in reacting and prepared to enter the next competition.

"In the second game, both sides have picked up their weapons and are ready to start."

Li Meng carelessly lost his ancestors in the last game, although he was defeated, he was still not convinced, but felt that Ye Xiu was in the next position, obviously his strength was equal, but he showed weakness.

"I didn't expect your boxing skills to be far above me, you have such strength, why do you deliberately not have a good reputation?" Li Meng was quite annoyed and didn't seem to understand the other party.

Ye Xiu heard the words and said: "People can promote the Tao, not the Tao, my heart is to martial arts, to the best and sincere, why are you obsessed with this small profit?" ”

Hearing this, Li Meng's face sank, it was okay if the other party didn't speak, and he would bury people when he opened his mouth, so he should taste the taste of iron fist more.

Damn, he was actually pretended by Ye Xiu, he would never tell the other party that the adjutant Qiao he played had first-class marksmanship, but he was a weak chicken in terms of martial arts.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

The sword trembled and let out a clear sound, as if he felt Li Meng's full of fighting spirit.

A stream of qi emerged from Li Meng's body and quickly shrouded all around, and even the dust in the air was shaken away, like a vacuum.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiu's eyes froze, the good guy is finally serious, this is simply a humanoid vacuum cleaner.

The battle intent crushed Ye Xiu, feeling the opponent's immovable and indestructible will, the corners of Ye Xiu's mouth finally showed a smile.

"Now, it's kind of interesting."

Only by communicating with young leaders and seeing the essence of martial arts of various sects can Ye Xiu broaden his horizons and work hard in martial arts.

Li Meng's pupils were dilated, like a white tiger with a hanging forehead, and his body exuded the majesty of a tiger, intimidating his opponent.

This move has won the essence of the tiger shape, and the form is in harmony with the meaning.

In order to practice this style in Xingyiquan, he once went deep into the mountains and secretly observed the tiger's every move, which lasted for seven months before finally forming the tiger-shaped divine consciousness in Xingyiquan.

Ye Xiu was angry and dantian, implicitly embracing, and his spirit was blended.

The big knife in his hand was like a fierce tiger, and it roared angrily, which made people tremble and frightened.

"It's interesting, the two sides are going straight to the point, just like two tigers fighting, fierce and tragic." A man in Tsing Yi sat in the audience, looked at the stage and muttered to himself.

His evaluation is quite pertinent, and the eyes of the surrounding audience show brilliance, this son is famous, as a young leader, and Li Meng and Du Dan have become three masters.

And Ye Xiu, the dark horse who fought all the way, did not show his strength in the early years, and did not show a little martial arts, and it is understandable that others do not know his true strength.

"Ye Xiu, you are a good opponent, it seems that you can only force me to make a trick, I originally left this move to Yang Ding, but now I have to use it, today you are fortunate to see this style, even if you die, it will be worth it."

As he spoke, Li Meng did not slow down in his hand.

Ye Xiu also felt speechless, he was represented, and it would be worth dying, how could the other party say it.

His face was indifferent, his eyes were hollow, and he looked at Ye Xiu, who felt that there seemed to be a whirlpool in the other party's eyes, pulling his consciousness.

"Chirp, tweet!"

The sword body is like a spiritual snake, instantly entangled around the big knife, it turned out that Li Meng's arm was tense, his wrist was strong, and the sword was like a driving arm finger, restricting the big knife from splitting.

With his hands clenched, Ye Xiu's face became serious, and the other party's twisting force followed the big knife to his arm, and he could now feel his arm slightly numb.

Ye Xiu's whole body is relaxed, the lower plate is stable, the footwork is flexible, the waist is dominant, the hand-eye-body method, the steps are coordinated, and they help each other.

The whole body becomes one, forming a joint force of the whole force, and the force is applied to the knife technique.

"Why is he so young, he actually has a knife in one!" One of the people in the audience said with a look of disbelief.

"It seems that another young grandmaster has risen."

This is what the martial arts predecessors called the unity of man and sword, and only by achieving the unity of man and sword can the qi and blood of the whole body be mobilized to concentrate on the knife.

In particular, the power of the broadsword is not only the power of the double beat, but also the force generated under the feet, magnified at the waist, penetrated through the arms and concentrated on the blade.

Looking at the oncoming Spring and Autumn Broadsword, Li Meng's pupils shrank, and he retreated from the artistic conception just now, and the sword in his hand broke into pieces.

"Bang bang bang!"

Li Meng was knocked several feet away, spitting blood from his mouth, and a lonely look appeared on his face, and then he fainted.