In the face of Puran's provocation, Lynch first asked a female disciple on the side to carry the corpse in the ring down, personally closed his eyes, adjusted the martial arts uniform on his body, and then walked towards Pulan.

"Master!" "Brother Lynch!" "My lord!"

For a while, the remaining disciples exclaimed, including his own disciples, as well as other elite disciples of the martial arts hall, and the remaining young woman was No. 57 of the Remy Henton Company that had taken refuge in him during the Mannheim Mountain incident.

"Senior Brother Lynch?" Pullan pouted when he saw Lynch coming up, "If you are in good condition, you can still fight me, but if you come up now, it will only be looking for death." ”

"Puran, I admit that you are very strong, but if you want to humiliate us with this, I will not let you have a good time even if you fight for your life!"

It was Chapman who shouted angrily on the sidelines, he was a disciple of Prague, and he had been appointed as the chief disciple of the next martial arts hall, and it can be said that in addition to Prague, Lynch, and Rosalinde, the three original three disciples, he was recognized as the strongest of the younger generation of disciples - of course, this was not counted in the case of Dior.

However, this man who is usually strong like a black iron tower can only be supported by the two disciples around him at this time, his face is covered with blood, and his hands are hanging softly, which is the consequence of his previous standing in the ring. As for the other disciples, many of them had different blood stains on their bodies, and their faces were quite pale, not to mention No. 57, the whole person had been trembling slightly, and he didn't know when he couldn't hold on.

"Humiliation?" Puran looked at Chapman, the corners of his mouth curled in amusement, "What are you wastes worth my time to humiliate you? ”

"You!"

Chapman, who is usually very high-spirited, was looked down upon by Puran like this, and suddenly he was angry, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was a little more.

"Alright, Pran, don't talk nonsense, if you want to do it, hurry up. ”

After Lynch finished saying this, he then looked at Chapman, who was still full of anger on the side, and said in a cold voice: "Senior brother has too little training your mind on weekdays, and today's failure is not a good thing for you, just so that you can reflect on it." When you recover from your injuries, you can retreat for a while, and if you figure it out, it will be very helpful for your martial arts. ”

When Lynch said this, Chapman, who originally wanted to continue cursing, immediately calmed down and quietly closed his eyes to breathe.

Seeing this, Lynch nodded imperceptibly, and then turned to face Puran.

"Come on. ”

"I'm sorry that I can't fight against the long-known Senior Brother Prague this time, but I still feel honored to be able to get a glimpse of the martial arts of the Gray Scale Martial Arts Hall from Senior Brother Lynch. As a sign of respect, I will do my best in the future, please forgive me!"

Puran saluted, then stood up straight, turned his palms, and suddenly a scorching red flame ignited with a "bang", just looking directly at this flame, he could produce a feeling of being as unruly as a wolf.

At the same time, a red blur of phantom was distorted from Puran's back, and he was already stepping on the threshold of a full-fledged martial artist!

Seeing the vision on Pulan's body in front of him, Lynch's eyes were not only solemn, but also a kind of joy that only a martial artist could only ask. He took a deep breath, seriously laid out the plate, and was ready to fight.

Ha!

With a loud shout, the flames in Puran's hands burst into flames as if fuel had been added, and the flames were so bright that he swung his fist into the bright flames......

......

Call.

The trees on both sides quickly retreated, slowly showing signs of thinning, and Dior knew that this was a sign that it should be very close to the martial arts hall.

As he expected, soon the silhouette of the man-made structure of the martial arts hall loomed in front of him, growing larger and larger as he ran.

It's about another two minutes.

Dio naturally estimated the time when he would arrive at the martial arts hall, and then began to adjust his state as he ran. After a series of encounters, his personality has become very cautious, and before he knows what kind of situation he is about to face, he prefers to think about the worst and try to adjust his situation to the best before the war.

As the trees decreased, the road conditions under our feet got better and better, and time passed quickly on the run.

Just as he was about to arrive at the martial arts hall, Dior's heart suddenly moved.

There was obviously deep darkness in front of him, but he couldn't help but feel a glare of the scorching sun, and there was a scorching sensation in the martial arts hall in front of him that seemed to explode like high-energy explosives.

Bang!

This was not an illusion, but a real explosion, and he couldn't wait to rush out of the martial arts hall, squeezed into Dior's ears, and then flew sand and rocks, and the sound was extremely huge.

Dior's face froze, and the next moment his feet stepped on a cloud of weeds, the broken blades of grass and dirt scattered on all sides, and with the power of one step, his whole person flew like a falcon that had been hunting before going out, turning into a cloud of phantom and heading straight towards the direction of the martial arts hall.

......

In the gray field, there was a sudden extra charred black.

Lynch stood in the center of this circular black circle, kneeling on one knee, his clothes covered with burn and shreds, and wisps of green smoke surrounded him for a long time.

Not far in front of him, Puran stood quietly, the flames in his hands had disappeared, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

"I was able to persist in the full blow with all my strength that I didn't spare my hand, your Gray Scale Martial Arts' secret method is really outstanding, and Puran has benefited a lot, and I won't make a move next......" Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head to look at the black-clothed man from the Remy Huntton Company on his side, and continued: "No problem." It looked like an inquiry, but there was an unquestionable affirmation in his tone, which made this sentence more like some kind of declaration, and after saying this, he walked out of the arena and returned to his disciples.

The man in black didn't care about Puran's attitude at all, nodded, and said, "Of course it's no problem, I can deal with it next." ”

Immediately afterwards, the man in black walked to the position where Puran was standing in the venue before, and looked down at the embarrassed Lynch condescendingly, with a kind of pleasure in his words: "Today is the day when the Gray Scale Martial Arts Hall is removed, which of you still has a different opinion!"

"If you want to remove the Gray Scale Martial Arts Pavilion, then step over my corpse first. Lynch trembled slightly and propped up his body, but his words were unwavering.

"Very well, I just like your hard bones. The man in black laughed lowly, cold to the bone, "The punch you gave me that day in the Mannheim Mountains is really unforgettable, and I want to get it all back today." ”

He was the leader who was injured by Lynch and escaped that day.