"It's... How many roads are there in Lianshan Fist?" Looking at the continuous offensive of Wuhachilang, Ichihachiro frowned slightly and said uncertainly.

"It's indeed a mountain boxing method. The eldest sister also watched it for a long time, and affirmed it with a little solemnity.

"Unexpectedly, after only a few days of learning, Wubaqilang has already comprehended the Lianshan boxing method to such a point. Qilang squinted at the five eight seven lang who were constantly attacking, his eyes were solemn, and a trace of jealousy appeared in his heart.

Xiong Baxue had already taught them to practice the art of war, accept their meaning as the top, and learn their form as the bottom. Lianshan boxing method attaches equal importance to offense and defense, and the offense is continuous, which can constantly compress the opponent's activity space until there is a flaw in its defense, and then a fatal blow;

Wubaqilang's performance at this time seems to be a mess, and the tricks have no effect, but in fact, it is the intention of Chenglian Mountain Boxing, and he continues to squeeze Erlang's activity space according to his path, wanting to bring it into his own rhythm, so as to dominate the whole situation.

"If Wubaqilang can keep it up, Erlang is afraid that it will be dangerous. San Lang's brows tightened, and he said with a worried face.

"What should I do then?" The seventeenth sister looked at Erlang, who was embarrassed to dodge and take a punch and a half from time to time, her eyes were full of anxiety.

Saburo and the others pursed their lips, they couldn't do anything at this time, they just subconsciously clenched their fists, staring at the two people who were fighting, expecting something to happen.

As Wuhachilang's offensive continued to unfold, more and more children gradually recognized him for his fist technique, and a low voice of discussion sounded.

But the children's discussion did not have the slightest effect on the two Erlang who were fighting. The offensive of Wubaqilang is still extremely fierce, attacking with fists and feet, like thunder, continuously. And Erlang is particularly embarrassed, and his situation is becoming more and more dangerous, like a hanging stone, crumbling.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound came out, but Erlang couldn't hide, and was once again forced to protect his hands on his chest, and forcibly picked up the leg that Wubaqilang threw diagonally.

The blood qi condensed in his arm exploded and dispersed, turning into a circle of invisible energy rippling, Erlang took a few steps back, his arms drooped, and he felt a burst of soreness and weakness.

Without waiting for Erlang to slow down, Wubaqilang rushed up, stuck to Erlang again, waved his right arm, blasted the air, and slammed his elbow on Erlang's back.

Erlang's eyes were dark, his chest was dull, his body suddenly softened, and he almost fell straight down. If it weren't for the fact that after a long period of training, his physical fitness was already extremely good, this blow would at least seriously injure Erlang!

Enduring the sharp pain in his back, Erlang bit the tip of his tongue violently, cheered up, turned around and retreated, wanting to distance himself from Wubaqilang.

However, as soon as Erlang turned around, Wuhachilang's right foot was already fiercely kicked towards Erlang's chest.

Seeing this, Erlang's pupils shrank suddenly, his arms were in front of his chest, the power of the blood veins was running extremely fast, and the strong blood qi was condensed on his arms again.

"Bang!"

The blood qi exploded, and a wave of energy rippled fiercely in all directions, scraping grooves on the green grass.

Receiving this blow, Erlang only felt a huge force attacking, and the whole person flew into the air, flying upside down like an arrow.

"Second brother!" Sanbaichiro was shocked when he saw this, and he wanted to rush forward to help when his blood gushed, but he was stopped by Saburo on the side.

"Erlang hasn't lost yet, don't be impulsive!" San Lang shouted loudly when he saw Sanbaichiro struggling. He knows Erlang's strength very well, and Wubaqilang's kick is really fierce, but it is not enough to knock Erlang down directly.

"With big brother staring at it, nothing will happen. If we go over now, it will mean that Jiro will admit defeat! He will not be willing to lose like this!" Shichiro also hurriedly explained.

Just in the midst of everyone's persuasion, the fighting Wubaqilang did not give Erlang the slightest respite, he suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye like light and shadow, he had already approached Erlang, raised his leg and kicked towards Erlang.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting again, the attention of San Lang and the others was once again focused on the two people in the battle circle, they looked anxious, but they sweated fiercely for Erlang.

Erlang flew upside down more than ten meters away, and stepped back more than ten steps before stopping his body, his hands trembled slightly, and the feeling of soreness hit his brain.

However, before he could take a breath, he felt a vicious wind coming straight at him, but it was Wuhachiro who jumped up slightly, his long legs pulled out a vacuum track like a steel whip, and swept towards Erlang's neck viciously with a sharp air explosion.

Erlang couldn't care about the pain at the moment, and his gums were bitten, and he was furious. He turned around, pressed his waist sideways, exerted all his strength, and kicked his right leg diagonally with thick blood qi.

"Bang!"

The two fierce winds collided violently like a comet, and on the side of Wubaqilang's body, the ferocious kick was actually erlang's frame!

"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

Seeing this, Saburo and the others couldn't help but cheer excitedly.

Seeing that this blow was blocked, Wubaqilang was also a little surprised in his heart, but his momentum was not hindered in the slightest, and he quickly regrouped his offensive and smashed his fist towards Erlang's face.

Seeing this, Erlang knew that he must not retreat this time, not to mention that he had just been beaten by Wubaqilang, and he was very angry in his heart, and he didn't want to retreat.

I saw that he was angry, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and his fighting spirit soared. He took a sharp step forward, and met it with a well-deserved punch.

The two fists collided, and both of them were shocked and took a few steps back.

"Hmph, that's kind of interesting. Shaking his slightly numb arm, Wuhachilang smiled contemptuously, mobilized all his blood and energy, and as soon as his body moved, he launched an offensive again.

And Erlang also ran his blood qi very quickly, shouted angrily, and went straight up, and actually fought against Wubaqilang!

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The two are mainly fists and elbows, supplemented by legs and feet, fists to the flesh, feet and feet to the body, attacking each other, parrying each other, and the battle has gradually entered a white-hot stage.

In the middle of the battle circle, the two figures flickered and staggered, the more fierce they fought, the faster they attacked, and the powerful blood qi collided, setting off bursts of energy storms, until in the end, even the figures of the two of them seemed a little distorted and blurred.

The two fought again, but they were evenly matched!

With such a tragic confrontation, everyone who watched it held their breath, in addition to sweating for the two, there was also a little inexplicable shock.

"It's so strong!" a voice suddenly sounded, and I don't know who lost his mouth to say the hearts of most children.

Even Saburo and others, who boasted that they knew Erlang very well, were extremely shocked in their hearts at this moment.

"Erlang hides his strength?" The idea just emerged, and after only a little thought, he was completely denied by Saburo.

"So, is Erlang so strong, or is our strength already so strong?" San Lang frowned slightly, his expression changed, their pace in the past few years was too fast, and they didn't usually have any decent battles, so that their own strength only stayed in books and their own thoughts, without a specific sense.

"Bang!"

A cracking sound sounded, interrupting the thoughts of Saburo and the others, but it was Erlang and they bumped hard again.

In the center of the battle circle, Erlang and Wubaqilang retreated violently, and they stepped on more than 20 steps before forcibly stabilizing their figures.

"Hiss~" The children looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but gasp, the grass that was originally green and red was already a mess, and the center of the battle between the two had sunken down, forming a small dirt pit, and the imprints left by various fist prints, footprints and strength were densely imprinted on the ground, which seemed to confirm the tragedy of this duel.

Separated again, Erlang gently held his left chest with one hand, gasping for breath, the great pain stimulated his brain, his face twitched slightly, traces of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, large beads of sweat slipped down his face, and the original thick blood was only a thin layer left, and a neat samurai uniform was already messy, and there were several cracks.

Seeing this, Da Lang thought that it was almost over, and he was just about to step forward to persuade him.

"Come again!" Erlang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the originally sluggish battle spirit skyrocketed again.

Wubaqilang also straightened his body, standing proudly, and his battle intent pierced the sky, and the power of the blood in his body was urged to the extreme, and the strong blood qi resurfaced.

"Roaring ......"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from Wuhachilang. Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that streams of scarlet blood and qi were gushing out of Wubaqilang's body in a steady stream, as if they were endless, and the blood qi that was originally like a spar was gradually replaced by it, and it looked like Wubaqilang was bathed in blood-red flames.

The scarlet blood qi surged more and more, and gradually condensed into a vague head shadow shrouded in the top of Wubaqilang's head, looking up to the sky and roaring, only to see that it looked like a cow but not a cow, like a horse but not a horse, and there was a long horn at the tip of the nose.

And the momentum of Wubaqilang also climbed to the peak at this moment, and the terrifying energy fluctuation was more than a star and a half stronger than before!

The onlookers were all frightened by the change of Wuhachilang, and their faces were full of disbelief. Even the twenty-three langs on the side looked shocked.

"What's going on?" Shichiro was shocked when he saw this.

"Big brother!" San Lang looked anxious and hurriedly shouted to Da Lang, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Seeing this, Da Lang wanted to interrupt the battle, even if it meant that Erlang would admit defeat.

Erlang was also taken aback by this change, but after only a moment, he had already stabilized his state of mind, and his fighting spirit became more violent, opening up the formation, squeezing his own strength as much as he could, and he wanted to fight to the end!

Just when Erlang wanted to fight hard, suddenly, he seemed to have broken through a barrier, and a strange feeling came from the depths of his blood, quickly sweeping his whole body, he only felt that the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, his body was like a fire, and a strong energy emerged from the depths of his blood.

"Look, Erlang has changed too!" Erlang's change naturally caused a burst of exclamations.

Seeing this situation, Da Lang stopped his body again, and gradually retreated, he already understood what was going on, this battle, the outcome of the battle has not yet been decided!

"Roaring ......"

The sound of the tiger's roar resounded in the sky, and the scarlet blood condensed into a huge tiger head looking up to the sky and roaring, as if it wanted to devour the heavens and the earth.

"Huh? This is... The power of the bloodline!" Feeling Erlang's strong breath, looking at the lifelike tiger head, a spiritual light flashed through Saburo's mind, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted in a lost voice.

"Erlang's bloodline is the bloodline of the Sky Devouring Tiger Clan, looking at that shadow, it should be the power of the bloodline. Shichiro's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.

"Can you reach such a strong level?" the eldest sister swallowed, her heart surging.

"Drink!" Erlang felt the strong power in his body, and was immediately overjoyed, and his fighting intent to soar into the sky became more and more high, he stepped on it suddenly, turning into a blood-red light and shadow and swept towards Wubaqilang.

"It's good!" Wubaqilang was also full of fighting spirit, and his figure flashed, and he went straight to Erlang like a flying arrow.

"Bang!"

Two blood-red lights and shadows collided violently like two high-speed flying comets, and the violent energy storm swept away, splashing dirt, and those who watched the battle from a distance only felt a strong wind touching their faces.

Before the blood qi that exploded in the center was dissipated, two blood-red figures flew out upside down, but as soon as they stabilized their figures, they stepped forward again to attack and leave.

The majestic blood qi seemed to be endless, almost surging out from the two of them at a gushing speed, and between the impact of the blood qi, the sound of strong energy explosions continued.

In the battle circle, the blood light flickered, and the two shadows flickered and moved rapidly, looking at the increasingly crazy offensive, the people watching the battle were all secretly speechless, this battle shocked them too much.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound came out, the blood and gas burst, the storm swept wildly, and the two figures flew out upside down, slamming heavily on the grass, and fiercely brushing for a distance.

"Poof......

As soon as his body stabilized, Erlang opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. I saw that his face was like gold paper, and he struggled to get up with his hands on his stomach, but finally he lay down weakly on the ground, and his high breath became extremely low.

On the other side, Wubaqilang was not much better, only to see that his robe was already in tatters, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he looked seriously injured.

This duel turned out to be a lose-lose fight!