A rare east wind blew on the side of the Xunyang River, mixed with water vapor, and the forest was as cold as a sharp knife, adding a touch of killing to the annual meeting of the two clans of Han and Lin.

Han Chuang led Shi Shiran, a child of the Han family, out of the temporary lounge, and when he raised his eyes, he saw his father Han Dongshan sitting on the stage, his eyes moving with him.

Han Chuang nodded slightly, which could be regarded as a response.

There were two other people sitting next to Han Dongshan, one of whom Han Chuang recognized was Lin Jiangxue's father and the Lin family's family, Lin Donghua.

He is middle-aged, does not see old age, has fair skin, a slender figure, and vaguely sees the handsomeness of youth between his eyebrows. At this moment, he was looking at his nose and nose, and his mouth was sitting on the Limu Taishi chair with his mouth to his heart, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

There was a person sitting between the two, about fifty years old, dressed in a purple gold-trimmed robe, with a golden crown and tied hair, with a majestic demeanor, looking at the center of the ring with blazing eyes;

Sure enough, Han Fu'er quickly whispered to him: "Do you see the guy dressed as a Taoist priest in the middle?" It is the judge of this annual meeting of the two clans, Zhao Hanxiao, the elder of the Luoxia Sect. The tone was stiff, and there was a hint of hatred.

Han Chuang glanced at Han Fu'er and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Did he provoke the little princess of our Han family?"

Han Fu'er pursed her lips and said angrily: "He didn't come to provoke me, but being judged is not fair at all." ”

He paused and whispered: "The results of the lottery battle are out, except for me, the first round is actually all about the Han family against the Lin family, and there is no battle within the family, isn't this clearly aimed at our Han family?"

The overall strength of the Han family is weaker than the Lin family, and Zhao Hanxiao arranged it like this, but he wanted the Han family to lose face in the first round.

Han Chuang glanced at Zhao Hanxiao and sneered: "I'm afraid he miscalculated this time, the Han family is not so easy to defeat." ”

Han Fu'er narrowed her eyes and laughed: "Yes, yes, it's not that you have inspired the morale of the Han family, otherwise it is really possible for them to succeed in their plot." ”

While the two were talking, the contestants of the Lin family on the opposite side also came out in turn, Lin Jiangxue walked in the front, saw Han Chuang on the opposite side at a glance, saw that Han Chuang was also looking at her, and made a meaningful lip shape.

Han Fu'er pulled Han Chuang's sleeve and said angrily: "That little slut must think that she has won, I will definitely give her some colors to see!"

Han Chuang shook his head with a smile and said, "You, you have to be careful when you meet Lin Jiangxue, don't make the mistake you made last time." ”

Although Han Chuang is not optimistic about Han Fuer's victory over Lin Jiangxue, he also thinks that Han Fuer will cause some trouble to Lin Jiangxue, at least he will not lose ugly.

As soon as Han Fu'er heard this, her apricot face suddenly turned bright, and she said hesitantly: "That time was a momentary mistake, and this time it won't be." Although my strength is not as good as her, once I use my martial spirit, I am not afraid of her!"

Han Chuang shook his head, obviously not believing what Han Fu'er said, although the Flame Lion is a superb martial spirit, Han Fu'er is still inexperienced, and his mind is not mature enough, so he may not be able to resist the effect of **.

"Anyway, it's better to be careful," Han Chuang said.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold gaze piercing through the crowd, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a young man in purple, staring at him with beads in his eyes.

Han Chuang frowned, pointed at the young man, and asked quietly, "Who is that person?"

Han Fu'er glanced up, with a hint of disgust in her eyes, and said: "Lin Feng of the Lin family is also our main opponent at the annual meeting; ”

Han Chuang nodded clearly, holding his chin in his hand and muttering, "The sword martial soul is paired with swordsmanship, which is a bit interesting." ”

Han Fu'er couldn't help but roll her eyes, and just wanted to say something, Lin Feng on the opposite side suddenly walked over, Han Fu'er felt the temperature around her drop sharply, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Sword Qi?" Han Chuang frowned and muttered in a low voice.

At this time, Lin Feng had already come to Han Chuang, his cold eyes swept over his face, and he said unhurriedly: "Are you Han Chuang of the Han family?"

Han Chuang replied, "Yes, I am Han Chuang." He smiled slightly, and dissolved the cold breath of the forest.

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched upward, and he sneered, "I can feel that you are not as weak as the legend. ”

"Thank you. Han Chuang replied, his smile still charming.

Lin Feng was not affected by the charming smile, and said coldly: "I hope you didn't lose before you met me, because I want to kill you in the ring personally." As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Han Chuang to answer, he walked back to the Lin family's phalanx.

As soon as Han Fu'er wanted to come forward to theorize, he was grabbed by Han Chuang, he smiled helplessly, and said, "Sometimes if you don't look for trouble, trouble will automatically find you." The gaze once again fell to Lin Jiangxie's face, with a charming and touching smile on her flawless face, like a thorny rose.

Han Chuang took a deep breath and calmed the restlessness in his heart, he knew that the battle was about to start soon.

The willows are still the same as before, showing a quiet and peaceful temperament under the reflection of the light.

The opposite of this temperament is the noise on the side of the lakeside martial arts arena, whether it is children, young people, or the elderly, they are all talking about this annual meeting, and the noisy environment makes the transmission of sound difficult, even if it is close at hand, it also needs to be shouted loudly.

At this moment, Zhao Hanxiao, the elder of the Luoxia Sect who was sitting between the two family heads, glanced at the projection of the sundial beside him, then stood up, jumped up, lifted his weight as if it were light, jumped to the center of the martial arts arena, and used it with one hand, not to mention the ordinary audience, even Han Chuang couldn't help but applaud.

"I have heard for a long time that Luoxia Sect's light body kung fu is a must, and now it seems that it really has its own uniqueness. Han Chuang smiled slightly, with the ability to penetrate into the subtleties, Zhao Hanxiao's hand fell in his eyes just now, and there was no secret to speak of.

Zhao Hanxiao came to the center of the ring, his majestic gaze swept over the audience, stretched out his hands, pressed down, and the arena suddenly fell silent.

He smiled slightly, and said loudly: "I am very fortunate to participate in the annual meeting of the two clans in Yunzhou as a fair person, this annual meeting is really a major event in Yunzhou; the two families of Han and Lin are the century-old families of my Yunzhou City, and have made important contributions to the development of Yunzhou;

He paused, his eyes swept over everyone present again, and said loudly: "Now I announce that the annual meeting has officially begun, and the first game will be played by Han Jia Han Chuang against Lin Jia Lin Qiang!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of cheers rang out from the crowd, and a young man walked out of the Lin family, eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with strong muscles, and a scar on his face that dragged from the corner of his eye to his chin, adding a touch of fierceness to this young face.

He walked to the edge of the ring, bent his knees, jumped up, turned over in the air, and landed steadily in the direction of Han Chuang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Although his movements are not as chic as Zhao Hanxiao's, they are also solid and steady. He smiled slightly, tugging at the scar on his face, transforming into a distorted and hideous image.

"The eldest son of the Han family come up, let everyone see what you are capable of!" he shouted.

Han Fu'er whispered to Han Chuang: "He is Lin Qiang of the Lin family, cultivated to replenish the ninth layer of the body, the martial soul is the weapon martial soul golden crystal armor, which is considered to be a relatively rare defensive martial soul among the weapon martial souls, and ordinary martial artists who supplement the eighth layer can't even break his defenses; ”

Han Chuang nodded slightly, he knew the martial art of opening the stele hand, although it was an ordinary martial art of the Lin family, but the difficulty of cultivation was simply outrageous, just figuring out the principle of power would take a long time to accumulate experience, but after training, the power was also amazing.

To put it simply, this martial arts skill transmits the true qi through the epidermis, reaches the core, and starts to destroy it from the inside, achieving the effect of opening the stele and cracking the stone, which is somewhat similar to the Lin family's heart-urging palm, but the power of the heart-urging palm is feminine, and the stele opener is purely masculine.

Lin Qiang snorted coldly and made a gesture of please, but there was contempt between his eyebrows, which made Lin Jiangxue, who was standing under the ring, secretly shake his head.

Lin Yue, who had been following Lin Jiangxue, couldn't help but ask, "Jiangxue, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Jiangxue frowned and replied: "Lin Qiang is going to suffer, although this Han Chuang has no martial soul, he is by no means a simple character. ”

Lin Yue glanced at Lin Qiang in the ring with a smile, and said, "This is a bad word, if it were someone else, I might be worried, but Lin Qiang? Do you think that kid from the Han family can break through Lin Qiang's martial spirit?"

Lin Jiangxue frowned slightly, stared at Lin Yue, and replied: "Lin Yue, if you meet Han Chuang in the ring, you must not make the mistake of underestimating the enemy, although I don't know what method he will use to break Lin Qiang's martial spirit, but I believe he must have his own way." ”

She withdrew her gaze from Lin Yue, stared at Han Chuang, who had just climbed into the ring in an awkward position, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear, "Maybe we all underestimated him." ”

The two of them were already in formation, standing on either side of the ring, facing each other from a distance, and unlike the noise around them, the air in the ring was quiet and solemn, like the oppression of a storm.

"Lin family, Lin Qiang!"

"Han family, Han Chuang!"

Lin Qiang's face showed a sinister aura, and the scar was twisted like a multi-legged centipede clinging to his cheek.

"Monument opener!"

He shouted, and took the lead in jumping out, and at the same time, a phantom of golden crystal armor appeared behind him, and the original dark and rough skin turned into an oily bronze, and his body was like a bronze man, especially the iron palm of his hand, faintly shining with metallic light.

Before the fist was close, Han Chuang felt the wind of the palm attack, and smashed the door in front of him; Lin Qiang's hand opened the tablet, and his palms overlapped upward, the left and right were strange, and the positive and strange complemented each other, and they were incomparable. As long as the palm of the flesh touches the skin, the true qi will pass through the skin into Han Chuang's body, shocking his internal organs.

This is also Lin Qiang's usual method, using the martial soul to protect himself, regardless of the opponent's false moves, he will shoot it with all his strength, and the opponent will have to defend against it.

Although he stood in the middle of the storm, Han Chuang did not panic at all, he only heard him shout "It's good", his body did not retreat, but advanced, and he stepped forward, and the green bricks under his feet cracked.

The ability to understand the subtlety of Han Chuang in just a moment, he comprehended the mystery of the stele opener, and this shot used the kung fu of the stele opener he had just learned: the palm technique came out with the body half-turned, but it used the strength of the soles of the feet, waist and abdomen.

"It's not good, it's actually the stele opener!Lin Qiang quickly hide!" Lin Jiangxue shouted in the audience, but where did Lin Qiang hear it, he was surprised that his opponent used the same move as him.

Han Chuang not only peeked out the mystery of the stele opener from Lin Qiang, but also saw that he had not practiced this kung fu at home, and could only condense the true qi in the palm of his hand, but could not condense it in the palm of his hand.

The same move, the comparison is whose cultivation is better, who has a deeper understanding of martial arts, in this regard, Han Chuang is far superior to others.

The palms collided in the air, erupting into a thunderous sound, Han Chuang felt a strong true qi through the palm of his hand and smashed into his intestines, he secretly urged to devour the martial soul, but in a moment, the true qi transmitted into the body was assimilated into his own true qi and stored in the meridians.

On the other hand, Lin Qiang, the Golden Crystal Martial Soul had no defensive effect against this kind of penetrating true qi, and the true qi penetrated through the skin, smashing directly into his internal organs, shaking his internal organs, and after only a moment of opposing Han Chuang's palm, black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Han Chuang shook his head slightly, and shouted: "Points!" With a song of his palms, he pushed forward violently, and Lin Qiang was about to fly. The huge body swirled and flew in the air, blocked by the pillar on the side of the ring, and the remaining momentum was still undiminished, still shooting out like an arrow, and falling heavily outside the ring.

There was silence in the audience, and both the audience and the children of the Han Lin family showed incredible expressions.

Zhao Hanxiao and Lin Donghua glanced at each other, Gu saw the surprise in each other's eyes, they never thought that Han Chuang would use Lin Qiang's martial arts to defeat Lin Qiang, was he already prepared? Or did he learn on the spot?

Zhao Hanxiao was shocked, and faintly felt a faint threat from this young man. After calming down the throbbing in his heart, he stood up, his eyes lingering on Han Chuang's face for a moment, before announcing loudly: "First game!

——In the Han family's camp, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers, and even Han Zhuangbei, who had a gap with Han Chuang, couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh.