At this time, such a picture was presented on the field, Li Qingfeng's legs were as fast as a phantom, constantly attacking, and he was hearty for a while, while Zhang Chen's side was as immobile as a mountain, although it didn't matter if he was occasionally kicked.

After coming and going, the two people on the field fought for a while, just when Li Qingfeng gradually lost his vigilance, through a gap in his attack, Zhang Chen kicked hard under his feet and at the same time a type of fallen leaves with the wind, and his hand was a punch tiger pounced, at this time, the fallen leaves with the wind were not comparable to before, and the speed suddenly doubled, and immediately caught up with Li Qingfeng, who had not yet had time to retreat, and punched him in the chest.

"Bang bang" Li Qingfeng rose in response, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he fell to the ground heavily, and he could no longer stand up.

It turned out that Zhang Chen had always deliberately hidden his speed when he used his body technique to fall and follow the wind, just to be able to give his opponent a fatal blow, and obviously his goal was perfectly achieved.

"Good" A huge cheer came from the viewing platform, following the prestige, it was not Zhang Yanwu who was, seeing that Zhang Chen finally defeated Li Qingfeng in the end, and picked out the last person of the Li family of the old opponent on the field, the excitement in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he shouted loudly.

After that, he didn't forget to glance at Li Shenzhi, the ancestor of the Li family next to him, and it felt like saying: You kid, you are still fighting with me, this is the end.

The provocation was clear.

"Not bad. At this time, the purple-shirted Elder Zhou also gave the first evaluation since the competition.

Seeing Zhang Yanwu's smug and provocative look at this time, as well as the obvious appreciation of Zhang Chen on the face of Elder Zhou in the purple shirt, coupled with Li Qingfeng's invincible fiasco on the field, Li Shenzhi has been fighting with Zhang Yanwu for nearly forty years, and for most of his life, when has he been so defeated and humiliated.

At this time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and a muffled snort came from his body, and then a wisp of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale, as if he was ten years old in an instant.

"Elder Zhou, Brother Yunsheng, Li was slightly unwell, so he retired first. ”

Before he could answer, Li Shenzhi turned around and walked down the stage, not wanting to see Zhang Yanwu's smug smile for a moment.

"Brother Shen, you have to slow down on the road, be careful of slippery roads, don't fall hard, and there is no successor or anything. ”

Seeing that Li Shenzhi suddenly turned around and was about to leave, Zhang Yanwu reminded him "kindly".

Listening to Zhang Yanwu's "kind" words, Li Shenzhi couldn't help but stumble, didn't speak or turn around, went directly to the stage, and slowly disappeared into the huge cheers of the crowd, but where he just stumbled, a pool of blood was particularly conspicuous.

At this time, only Zhang Yanwu's smug smile was left on the high platform.

As for the others, except for Elder Zhou of the Chiyun Sect, the grievances of the Zhang and Li families were obviously all in a posture of not caring about themselves, and Elder Zhou was even more noncommittal about this kind of struggle between small families.

In the audience,

"Xiaoqing, how is it? You see I'm not wrong, Chen'er, this kid really has reservations, the speed of that moment just now, his low-level body martial arts of the Yellow Order are at least complete, not bad, it really has a bit of my demeanor back then, it is worthy of being my son, hahaha" Zhang Wenbin looked stinky and beautiful, and as he spoke, he actually laughed out loud.

"Here we go again" Lin Qing was also smiling at this time, she didn't interrupt her husband's stinky laughter, but was relieved.

Because the number of laughs Zhang Wenbin has not had in the past ten years has not been as much as it is today, he has been too depressed over the years, but fortunately, Zhang Chen has not disappointed him now.

His depressed heart has been liberated little by little since he confided in Zhang Chen yesterday, and the whole person seems to be liberated, becoming cheerful again, and turning back into the hairy boy who dared to fight and was extremely beautiful more than 20 years ago.

On the high platform, looking at Zhang Chen's indifferent expression in the field, everyone on the side began to really pay attention to this young man with extraordinary strength at this time, because it was him just now, and Li Qingfeng, who was at the peak of the three ranks of the samurai, was all in the sand here.

At this time, even that Fang Tielan couldn't help but show a trace of solemnity, unlike the cynical look before, and the others were even more jealous.

"You, you, you two up. Seeing that the winner had been decided in the last game, Elder Zhou did not stop, and directly ordered the only two girls in the field to step forward.

"Fang Tielan" "Zhang Yixin"

"I throw in the towel"

The only two girls on the field collided together at this moment, Zhang Yixin knew that she had no power to fight back in front of the other party, and she had to say that it was luck that she could get to this point, although she also wanted to show in front of the purple-shirted elder Zhou, but she knew the gap between the two, and without any hesitation, she directly admitted defeat.

Regarding Zhang Yixin's admission of defeat, it was obvious that the purple-shirted elder Zhou was also noncommittal, and did not attract his attention at all, and directly ordered the two of them to step forward.

"Fang Lun" "Zhang Lei"

After exchanging names, the two did not attack each other for a while, but just watched each other vigilantly, as if they were looking for an opportunity, after all, the other party's daimyo was thunderous in this small ancient desert town.

"Bang" didn't find the two people who obviously attacked the key point, as if they had a tacit understanding, they tentatively punched each other, evenly matched, and opened at the touch of a button.

The battle between the two also began to fully unfold from this moment.

Zhang Lei's feet flashed and came to Fang Lun's eyes, Hao Ran also used the fallen leaves to follow the wind, although it was not as amazing as Zhang Chen's last style just now, but it was also much more elegant than before, and it had obviously reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

At the same time, he punched out, and as his fist ran, there seemed to be a fire coming out of it.

Seeing the momentum of Zhang Lei's punch, Fang Lun didn't dare to be careless, and he also greeted it with a punch, simple and unpretentious, thick as a mountain, and some were just absolute confidence in their own strength.

"Bang" fists collided together, and the force of the shock caused both of them to take two steps back.

After stabilizing his body, Zhang Lei did not stop, and the fallen leaves immediately moved out with the wind, rushing towards the other party again.

The sound of "bang bang bang" fists kept coming, and the two fought evenly for a while.