It's really not shocking.

Zong Xian didn't open his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was such an amazing word.

He actually asked Wang Tiehu and Mo He to join forces together!

This time it wasn't just everyone talking about it, even Jin Zhuyue, who was standing next to him with a cold face, couldn't help but turn his head to see what he was thinking.

Wang Tiehu and Mo He, who were the parties involved, frowned on the spot.

What I just said is a bit arrogant!

Just when they wanted to make a sarcastic remark, Qi Zhishang stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to be calm.

"Since Ah Xian has said so."

"Then Tiehu and Mohe, you can go together."

"Pay attention to proportion, don't hurt your own brothers."

Qi Shi's words are authoritative in the martial arts hall.

In this way, everyone can only suppress the dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Wang Tiehu and Mo He glanced at each other, determined to teach Zong Xian a hard lesson!

Let's see how good this big brother is!

They thought that even Jin Zhuyue couldn't despise it under the alliance, even if this sect senior brother really had some ability, but it was indeed too arrogant to want to fight one against two!

"It is not allowed to use poisonous powder concealed weapons, and it is not allowed to attack key points, so you can only compete with fists and feet."

Qi Zhishang finally admonished and took the initiative to retreat.

Jin Zhuyue and the rest of the disciples also gave up their positions one after another.

There were only three people left in the field, and the feeling of opposing battles came out all at once.

"I've asked the two juniors for advice."

Zong Xian turned around and arched his hand at the two.

Seeing this, both of them returned the salute.

After more than a month of training and martial arts cultivation, Zong Xian's mastery of his own strength has reached the point of perfection.

Controlling the severity of his shot by adjusting the agitation of qi and blood has become his basic skill, for him with thousands of pounds of strength in both arms, it is not difficult to defeat Wang Tiehu and Mo Merge, he needs to pay attention to not killing them by mistake.

Everyone was looking forward to the scene when Zong Xian was knocked down in embarrassment.

Young men from various gangs are calling to cheer for Wang Tiehu.

And those children of the wealthy family are waving their flags in support of Mohe.

As for those female disciples and commoners, most of them are relatively bland, and they belong to the "neutral faction" that does not support both sides.

Only a few disciples who were relatively close to Zongxian on weekdays raised their arms and waved at him from afar, which could be regarded as cheering support.

"Let's start, decide on someone, and I'm going to be on duty tonight."

Qi Shi spoke again, and the three people in the field finally took action.

Zong Xian's head is straight and his neck is straight, his shoulders are heavy, his hips are straight, and his arms are naturally stretched.

At this moment, his heart is calm, his qi and blood flow smoothly, and he can be mobilized by fist moves.

Wang Tiehu and Mo He also quickly completed their starts, rushing towards Zong Xian one left and one right, moving with their arms, without dragging the mud and water at all.

The first to make a bright move was Wang Tiehu, he walked heroically, and came to Zong Xian first, then turned his waist and shouldered, his right fist clenched his qi and blood condensed, and his blue fist suddenly swung out at Zong Xian's cheek!

This is a lunge punch, which is one of the introductory moves of the mountain jumping long boxing.

Increase the power of your punch with the momentum of lunges, often used in the first hand!

Zong Xian's left arm was slightly raised, his fist was opened, and he quickly fought back!

He took a sideways step, then stepped forward and punched him!

In an instant, his right arm seemed to turn into a green steel pestle, and it hit Wang Tiehu's face fiercely!

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of fists hitting flesh appeared.

Mo He, who followed closely, watched Wang Tiehu fly out upside down.

With just one face-to-face effort, Zong Xian easily knocked away the gang master Wang Tiehu.

This made Mo He's mind change, and the qi and blood in his body that belonged to the forging stage quickly converged on his arms, and he jumped six or seven steps away, and the dust on the ground was scattered.

Then his fists were raised and he slammed down on Zong Xian.

This is a leaping punch, which overturns like Tarzan when it is made, and can bring pressure to the opponent.

Combined with his qi and blood in the forging stage, even a great martial artist of the forging body realm like Jin Zhuyue is unwilling to carry this move!

Originally, everyone thought that Zong Xian would definitely roll away to avoid the edge of this move, but they didn't expect that he had no intention of dodging at all.

Instead, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he muttered.

"Bells and whistles!"

With this comment-like sentence, he suddenly grabbed Mo He's arm, which was falling and smashing his fist, clamped it like an iron tong, and then shook it hard, and the momentum of this leaping fist was completely destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, Zong Xian threw him like a hammer ball on the sand on the side of the training ground!

"Boom... Boom! ”

Sand and dirt splashing everywhere!

The scene was suddenly silent.

All the disciples' mouths opened slightly, revealing expressions of surprise.

Zong Xian didn't have to make much effort to knock the two of them away.

Qi Zhishang didn't care, and always maintained a leisurely appearance, leisurely watching the reactions of his disciples.

Standing not far away, Jin Zhuyue tilted her head slightly, her bright eyes flashing with wisdom.

"I can block Wang Tiehu's punch with one arm and knock him away, and I can also catch Mo He, who is leaping, and throw him two or three feet away..."

"This idle has at least three or four hundred catties of strength in one arm!"

"Those physically weaker Body Forging Realm Martial Artists are not as good as him!"

"It's really hidden!"

She thought silently in her mind.

In fact, from the moment Master Qi elected Zong Xian, she understood that this guy was definitely not simple, because Master Qi was not the kind of reckless man who patted his head and did things.

"Alright, the winner is decided."

"Is there anyone else going up and up to challenge?"

Qi Zhishang clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

The disciples on the sidelines hurriedly shook their heads like rattles.

"No one challenged it, so it was decided."

"Why don't you come and pick someone up?"

"Let your senior sister Yan'er take the medicine, and the others continue to practice!"

"If you want to beat others, you have to make yourself stronger, faster, more accurate, and able to resist!"

"This is just a competition in the hall, and the real life-and-death fight is thousands of times more tragic than this!"

"The highest goal of martial arts training is to kill the opponent!"

Qi Zhishang's breath stirred, and he roared in a voice like thunder, expounding the true meaning of the bloody martial arts in the troubled times.

Why did you practice martial arts to strengthen your body?

Fighting in the ring? Practicing routines?

No, it's just to kill the opponent!

If it was a real fight just now, I'm afraid Wang Tiehu and Mo He would have been killed long ago.

Everyone didn't dare to say much, and each stepped forward to help Wang Tiehu and Mo He.

Among them, half of Wang Tiehu's face was directly swollen into a pig's head, and his mouth was full of blood.

Brother Mohe, the son of the inner city, was also not having a good time, there were abrasions and bruises on his body, and the fine silk practice clothes became tattered, looking extremely embarrassed.

Zong Xian didn't react, just turned his head and grinned at Jin Zhuyue, who was staring at him.

……

In the evening, the unitary hour will come to an end.

Outside, it was completely dark.

In the post of the county government in the eastern part of the city, Zong Xian and Jin Zhuyue had already changed into the black clothes of the patrol team, holding a red lacquer killing stick, and a wooden sign with the word "patrol" hanging on their waists, which looked different.

Not long ago, Qi Zhishang personally brought them here and reported to Sun Pingbo, a hundred households in the eastern district of the city.

This is officially joining the patrol team.

They will follow an old catcher to be responsible for patrolling the village of Yan'er, the loess ditch village, and the village of the cat.

These walled areas are all located in the eastern suburbs, especially in the village of Xian'er, there have been a lot of murders recently, and the Sanshui Gang that controls there is also uneasy, and it is necessary to send a patrol team to demonstrate in the night when it is easy to make trouble!