The arrival of the Emei faction seemed to open a signal, and from time to time a few people jumped up from the edge, and then several parties introduced each other and communicated with each other.

It wasn't until half past two o'clock, with the arrival of five people from the last Bajiquan, a total of fifty-eight people from the nine sects had arrived.

"Heaven Descends"

Except for the nine heads, there are a total of forty-nine disciples, and excluding Song Zhan, an older disciple, there are a total of forty-eight people, all of whom are sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenagers.

And none of the nine heads, including Zhao Tiancheng, is younger than forty-five, and Zhao Tiancheng is still young in it.

After everyone discussed, Emei sent Master Lin Qing, who was the first to meet Song Zhan and the others, to walk in front of the disciples and said:

"Today, our nine sects are studying here, just to confirm what we have learned."

"And because I am in the Divine Martial Discipline, I don't have to keep my hands in this exchange, and all the disciples can show what they have learned, understand?"

"Understood!"

Forty-eight disciples responded in unison.

"Okay, since that's the case, our Emei faction will throw bricks and lead the jade first, Lin Dong!"

"The disciple is here!"

Behind Lin Qing, a tall and heroic male disciple walked elegantly into the middle of the field and bowed his hand towards the rest of the sects in all directions.

"In the Lower Tianshan Emei Sect Lin Dong, please teach the senior brothers!"

The rest of the big heads of this bearing bowed slightly, and then a middle-aged man with a strong figure and short hair said with a smile:

"It's really heroic, Li He, go and let your senior brother Lin Dong give me some advice."

"Yes!"

Behind him, a sturdy boy also stepped into the field.

Song Zhan recognized that this was the Bajiquan family that Master Zhao had focused on, and the middle-aged strong man was the contemporary Bajiquan grandmaster Li Hu, as for Li He, he was his son, with outstanding martial arts talent, and he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was strong and powerful in Bajiquan.

After the two stood still, Lin Dong took out a long sword from his backpack, held a sword flower in his hand, and then held the sword in his left hand, the long sword was attached to the outside of the forearm, diagonally and under the chest, and the thumb of the right hand was bent into a side standing palm, attached to the inside of the left wrist, and performed a sword-holding salute.

"Emei faction Lin Dong!"

On the other hand, Li He, wearing a pair of hand armor wrapped around his forearms, stood side by side, with the four fingers of his left hand together and stretched out into a palm, his thumb flexed, and his right hand into a fist, and his left palm covering the face of his right fist, and made a fist salute.

"Bajiquan Li He!"

"Boxer!"

Song Zhan looked at Li He's hands covered by hand armor with interest, because the professional skills mastered by the warriors included hand-to-hand combat, so some fighters gave up the use of weapons and specialized in melee combat.

This kind of road is generally chosen by people with a certain kung fu foundation in real life, Song Zhan has never met it before, and when he sees it this time, he can't help but be a little curious.

Now the disciples who participated in the war are all fifteenth, and their attributes are basically the same, with slight differences.

But it doesn't hurt to be serious, after all, in reality, the difference is more than that.

After all, talent is unreasonable, for example, Li He in the field now, Song Zhan learned that in reality, his height is almost 1.8 meters, and his weight has reached 90 kilograms.

"This is a one-on-one competition, the standard for defeat is to admit defeat or death, and you must not continue to attack after admitting defeat, the first Lin Dong vs. Li He, start!"

After Lin Qing finished speaking loudly, the two people in the field had already moved.

Li He clenched his hands into fists, shook his feet, turned from extremely static to extremely moving, and crashed towards Lin Dong.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Li He, who was the first to attack in the field, and explained: "Baji Boxing, there are also sayings such as opening the door and eight poles in the center, paying attention to close-quarters moves, relying on each other in three sets to control people, and is famous for its courage and strength, violent and hard rush, with its unique foot shaking action, so there is a metaphor of 'shaking your arms and hitting the sky, stomping your feet and shaking Kyushu'. ”

When Zhao Tiancheng introduced Song Zhan and others here, Li He had already fought with Lin Dong in the field.

Because they are both warriors, the basic skills are unchanged, but the two sides have a tacit understanding that they do not use the skills of any warrior profession, and simply compete with what they have learned.

At the moment of contact, the long sword and fist armor continued to fight, Li He continued to advance, trying to bury the battle closely, on the other hand, Lin Dong, with an elegant body and a combination of rigid and soft swordsmanship, did not give Li He any chance.

Zhao Tiancheng said again: "Emei faction, there are three major instruments: Emei swordsmanship, hairpin method, that is, Emei thorn and hidden weapon needle method, Lin Dong and other male disciples practice Emei sword, those two women may practice Emei stab, swordsmanship is round, and kung fu is not shallow." ”

Song Zhan looked at the two people who were constantly fighting in the field, which was really an eye-opener.

In the past, he could not see this kind of scene at all, but now he can personally participate in the competition in the martial arts sect that has been circulating since ancient times as a bystander disciple.

While everyone was talking, the situation in the field changed in an instant.

Li He stubbornly withstood Lin Dong's blow, and finally broke through his long sword blockade and stuck to within a foot in front of him.

"It's dangerous!"

Zhao Zhiwen couldn't help but say.

When fighting against the Baji boxer, you must grasp the distance, often if you are not careful, you will be close to the opponent, so you will not be far from defeat.

Just like now, Li He shook his steps again, his body was extremely fast, and after getting close to Lin Dong, his upper body shook, and he directly hit Lin Dong's chest with a slap.

After colliding, he grabbed it with his left hand, directly grabbed Lin Dong's right arm holding the sword, and then launched a fierce attack.

Although Lin Dong was close to Li He, he still did not panic at all, and the middle finger of his left index finger was pointed into a sword, poking at the points around Li He's body.

"Thirty-six Tiangang Finger Acupoint Method!"

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Lin Dong's fingering and said in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, in addition to the Emei Sword, Lin Dong actually practiced the thirty-six Tiangang finger acupoint method, which is really good."

Song Zhan and the others watched the two of them constantly fighting in the field, and their hearts gradually became nervous.

"Got you!"

After the two fought for a few moves, Li He's eyes lit up, his five fingers were clenched, his right foot slammed on the ground, and a punch directly hit Lin Dong's heart.

Boom!

A muffled sound came from Lin Dong's chest, and Lin Dong couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and his body shook.

Opportunity!

Li He stomped hard again at his feet, and his strength climbed up to his shoulders and elbows.

At the same time, his arm was bent and stretched, and with the strength of his body, he turned his elbow into a gun, and a fierce elbow hit Lin Dong's chest.

Open the door and shoot, six forces in one.

Eight poles, top elbows!

Hearing only a dull sound of flesh colliding, Lin Dong's chest made a crisp "click", and the whole person was directly blown out by Li Heding's feet off the ground.

"As the saying goes, it is better to take ten punches than to hit an elbow, the eight poles are fists and elbows are the tips of the guns, and the touch is either dead or disabled!"

Looking at Li He's performance, Zhao Tiancheng nodded, and then turned his head to look at a few people with blazing eyes: "Lin Dong is defeated, Zhao Zhiwen, you are ready to play." ”

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