As soon as Peng Cheng said this, the surrounding disciples immediately exploded.

"The weakest one? Challenging the strongest? I don't know if he's ignorant or fearless. ”

"Hmph, if you don't know whether you live or die, Senior Brother Hanshi can defeat him with one move."

"Senior Brother Han has such a humble character, and he can teach such an arrogant disciple, it's really not good at all."

"Senior Brother Hanshi, kill him!"

Wang Hanshi listened to the words of the disciples around him, and also chuckled, took a step forward and said,

"This junior brother is really courageous, I remember you, a few months ago, it seems that you were defeated by my move, right?"

"Yes, so this time, I only use one martial art to defeat you, and I'm ashamed!"

Peng Cheng snorted coldly, took out a strip of black cloth from his arms, blindfolded his eyes, and then bent his knees and stretched out his palms, and posed the starting hand of the first move of the eighteen palms of the dragon.

The surrounding disciples saw that Peng Cheng was going to challenge Wang Hanshi blindfolded, but this time they didn't say anything more to mock, because those who dared to do so either had strong confidence in their own strength, or they were fools.

Of course, there are many people who think that Peng Cheng's blindfold is just to pretend to be forced.

In fact, only Peng Cheng knew in his heart that he was pretending to be forced, and with his character, he would not do this kind of thing at all.

He was blindfolded, purely because he knew that Han Yun had taught Wang Hanshi a martial art that made his whole body shine, and the last time Wang Hanshi fought against Liu Jing's disciple, he relied on this trick to brighten the opponent's dog eyes.

Rather than being blinded and uncomfortable for a while, it is better to be blindfolded directly from the beginning, after all, it is not difficult to listen to the sound and distinguish the position.

"Are you all ready?"

An elder stepped forward and acted as a referee for the competition.

"Ready."

"Han Yun, do you have anything else to explain?"

In order to show respect for Han Yun, the elder symbolically asked his opinion.

Han Yun pondered for a while and said,

"A pillar of incense time to solve the opponent."

"Yes!"

Jun Ling'er and the six of them replied in unison.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding disciples all gasped, this turned out to be the words of Senior Brother Han Yun, who had always been humble?

Why is it that not only his disciples are crazy, but even he is arrogant.

Could it be that they really have such terrifying strength?

Amid the crowd's chatter, the elders announced the start of the competition.

The two rows of people on the field automatically distanced themselves, they were all proud, and neither of them bothered to work together to besiege the others, it was exactly six against six, and each person could play against one opponent.

When the others opened the space, Peng Cheng had already rushed towards Wang Hanshi.

Wang Hanshi stood still, fanned lightly with a fan in his hand, and said loudly,

"Who is the peak at the end of the martial arts, when I see the cold stone road, it will be empty."

Immediately afterwards, the light on his body was bright, and the eyes of the blind dog were bright.

Peng Cheng shouted angrily and slapped it out.

"The first style of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, Kanglong has regrets!"

At this time, several other people also made a move, and they also cast the eighteen palms of dragon descending, and they all shouted the names of the moves.

At this scene, Han Yunzhi, who was watching it, frowned.

What is this stinky problem, why do you shout the name of the move out loud before making a move to remind your opponent? Wouldn't it be nice to secretly cast a sneak attack on the other party?

After this battle, it seems that they need to be educated well, and it is never a good thing to be too public.

As the six people slapped out, the sound of a dragon's groan sounded in the field, and the palm wind containing terrifying power with a whistling sound slapped their opponent's body in an instant.

The opponents on the opposite side did not panic at all, and each used their own martial arts to resist.

However, the power of this move performed by the six of them was too powerful, and except for Wang Hanshi, the other five people on the opposite side vomited blood and fell to the ground.

But even Wang Hanshi was not happy, he took several steps backwards, only to feel the internal force vibrate, and the meridians were in severe pain.

Earlier, when he felt the power of that palm, he knew that it was not good, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he immediately mobilized his whole body cultivation to defend, but he almost couldn't follow.

As soon as the first move came out, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar.

"What kind of martial arts is this? How strong is it? The five chief disciples couldn't even take a single move. ”

"It's as strong as Senior Brother Hanshi, and he was even repulsed, this martial art is ground-level?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Bishop Han has taught my ground-level martial arts, and they are definitely not so strong."

The disciples were talking, and the elders were all dumbfounded.

Their eyesight is much stronger than that of their disciples, and the palm that the six people made just now is afraid that it is a six-grade powerhouse, and it is impossible to go unscathed.

You must know that these six people are only the first to enter the seventh grade, and in terms of the realm of internal force, they are far inferior to the six big disciples opposite.

Wang Hanshi rubbed his aching arm, the indifference on his face disappeared anymore, and he said in a cruel voice,

"A good move to descend the dragon eighteen palms, the power is really good, you can also taste my Bitao fist!"

After speaking, Wang Hanshi roared angrily, kicked the ground with his toes, and blasted towards Peng Cheng with a punch.

If it was placed in the past, in the face of Wang Hanshi's full force, Peng Cheng would never dare to take it hard.

But now is different from the past, Peng Cheng has a strong self-confidence and can hit Wang Hanshi hard.

"Type 2! Flying dragon in the sky! ”

Peng Cheng jumped up and rushed towards Wang Hanshi, who was falling down and bombarding him with his fist, this time, he didn't plan to dodge, and directly chose the most direct hard hit.

Rumble!!!

After hearing a loud noise, Wang Hanshi's arm was broken in response, and Peng Cheng's flying dragon was castrated in the sky, and directly hit Wang Hanshi's stomach with the opponent's fist.

A scream came, Wang Hanshi's body bent like a prawn, and then slammed into the ground, and then looked at Peng Cheng, only to see his toes lightly on Wang Hanshi's falling body, and after a beautiful backflip in mid-air, he fell steadily to the ground.

In the field, it was as quiet as death, only the sound of Wang Hanshi landing could be heard.

People looked at the man who fell to the ground and kept convulsing, and for a moment, they had the illusion that he was dreaming.

Am I right? A waste born with mud legs, he defeated Senior Brother Jiao Hanshi on the first day in two moves?!

"Good!"

I don't know who reacted first, and after shouting hello, he applauded.

At this time, all the disciples were awakened, and immediately burst into loud cheers and applause.

They didn't support the chief disciples and didn't support Han Yun, they just supported the strong.

A person who can defeat the best three generations of disciples in the entire sect in one or two moves is the strongest.

Everyone knew that although it was Jun Ling'er who defeated the opponent with the six of them, it was Senior Brother Han Yun who really deserved to be applauded.

If one or two of them can be very strong, it may be that they themselves have good qualifications.

But the six of them are all strong against the sky at the same time, which can only show that it is someone else's teacher who teaches well.