"If you want to enter the Dancing Elephant Academy, let's pass my level first!"

Shi Jiang Yong shouted, his right fist was suddenly raised, accompanied by a forward rush, and he went straight to Zhao Lin to hit his chest.

The movements were simple and direct, without any fancy fancy, but the faces of the disciples on the sidelines changed suddenly.

The qi realm is threefold, and the thickness of the strength can reach more than an inch, and Shi Jiangyong's arm is wrapped with Dao Dao blue light, tumbling and surging, like the scales on the body of a fierce beast.

In just a blink of an eye, the momentum has reached its peak.

Zhao Lin saw that the opponent's fist was menacing, and he knew that he couldn't retreat, and there was no need to retreat.

He deliberately didn't make the first move, just worried that the other party would have any hard punch or claw strength, if it was a simple competition of strength, it would be right in the middle!

The right foot took a step forward suddenly, quickly narrowing the distance between the two sides, and Shi Xiao's fist wrapped his fist with strength, and it was also a punch.

The power of the bear!

The corner of Shi Jiangyong's mouth sneered, with a hint of disdain, his Qilin Jin specialized in cultivating a pair of arms, his strength was fierce and fierce, and few disciples of the triple qi realm dared to fight directly with him.

Young people dare to be tough as soon as they come up, and their courage is not small, but they are grasshoppers shaking trees, and they can't do anything.

"Looks like it's over with one move."

The five elders also shook their heads secretly, they didn't expect Zhao Lin to be so reckless.

The low realm fights the high realm, and the most important thing is to use the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, and win by surprise, but Zhao Lin shook the other party as soon as he came up, which was simply a quick defeat.

Bang!

The two fists collided, Zhao Lin just shook slightly, and immediately fixed his figure.

Shi Jiangyong rose into the air on the spot, as if holding a rope behind his neck, and flew backwards backwards.

The disciples on the sidelines and the five elders present looked at Shi Jiangyong in mid-air, dumbfounded.

Elder Shui Jing had already lost a glimmer of hope, but when he saw this, he suddenly came to his senses, and whispered to himself: "Catch up, don't let him land!" ”

Shi Jiangyong only felt a surge of strength, and somehow his feet left the ground, and when he reached the air, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Why does he have so much strength?"

Seeing that he was about to fly out of the field, the instinct of practicing martial arts drove him to sink his strength, poured his legs, and fell straight down from the air.

Zhao Lin naturally would not let go of this good opportunity, slid forward, went directly to the landing point judged in advance, and punched again.

As soon as Shi Jiangyong's feet touched the ground, Zhao Lin's fist rushed over, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only take a punch hard.

There was another bang, this time Shi Jiangyong did not fly, but went backwards all the way, couldn't stop, drew a white mark on the blue brick ground, and rushed directly to the outside of the venue.

Li Ying's figure flashed, and he hurriedly held Shi Jiangyong up, lest he fall and make a fool of himself.

"Concession." Zhao Lin clenched his fists and said politely.

Shi Jiangyong's face was blue for a while, white for a while, and he was defeated before he could play, and he was very unwilling in his heart, but he was defeated in the strength that he was most proud of, and he had to accept it.

"What punch did you just use?" Shi Jiangyong asked in a hoarse voice.

"Shi Xiao Fist." Zhao Lin replied.

The corners of Shi Jiangyong's mouth twitched, his face was full of shame, he was actually defeated by the fist of such a big road.

But defeat is defeat, and you can't compete again, so you can only swallow the bitter fruit.

"Zhao Linsheng." Hu Xuancheng was stunned for a while before he remembered to announce the results.

The disciples watching the battle looked at each other speechlessly, although they didn't play, they still had eyesight, and they couldn't stop Shi Jiangyong's punch, let alone knock people out.

"Senior Brother Zhao is born with divine power, admire." Li Ying slowly stepped on the field and said.

"It's just brute force, and I ask Senior Brother Li for advice." Zhao Lin responded modestly.

"Senior Brother Zhao, please."

With Shi Jiangyong's experience, Li Ying did not rush to attack as soon as he came up, but signaled Zhao Lin to make a move.

Zhao Lin was not polite, took a step with his left foot, stretched out his palm and slapped the other side's door.

Li Ying's figure flashed, and he kicked sideways.

Zhao Lin's palm was originally a false move, and he immediately turned his palm into a fist and struck downward.

Li Ying retracted his legs, his body flashed, and he kicked again.

Zhao Lin stepped back without hesitation, dodging the attack when he couldn't make a move, and punched the opponent's heart.

Click......

Li Ying stepped on broken steps, his legs were flying, and he kicked out seven kicks in succession.

The spirit snake legs are not only leg strength, but also with a set of lost steps, fast as lightning and unpredictable.

Zhao Lin's expression was solemn, and he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, the opponent in front of him was much more difficult than Shi Jiangyong just now, especially his comprehension of Liuhe Fist, which was obviously higher than himself.

This is exactly the case, Li Ying's Liuhe boxing has been practiced for eight years, and Zhao Lin has only practiced for one year, and the boxing attainments of the two are naturally not at the same level.

However, Li Ying was also secretly frightened, he has always been known for his agility, but Zhao Lin's speed is faster than himself, if it weren't for his superb boxing and footwork, I am afraid that he would have to follow in the footsteps of Shi Jiangyong.

The bodies are staggered, the fists and feet are dancing, the two of them are fighting faster and faster, and they are fighting forty or fifty moves in a blink of an eye.

The five elders stared at Zhao Lin's figure for a moment, and they all had a question in their hearts: Zhao Lin didn't practice leg skills or footwork, how could he be faster than Li Ying?

Innate divine power is just that, is speed also innate?

The disciples didn't think about it so much, they just felt that the speed of the two of them was dizzying, and they went up by themselves, no matter which one they faced, I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to hold on for twenty rounds.

Zhao Lin couldn't attack it for a long time, and thought of a way to win.

As long as he sprayed his strength with the thirty-six acupuncture points that had been transformed by the sharp-tailed whitethroat swift, and let himself suddenly change direction and launch an attack during the march, he would definitely be able to catch Li Ying off guard.

But...... In front of the five elders, doing this is equivalent to asking for trouble, how can you explain the sudden spurting of energy in your acupuncture points afterwards?

At this time, Li Ying suddenly slashed out a palm, containing strong strength and slashed at Zhao Lin's neck.

In addition to the spirit snake legs, Li Ying also cultivated the willow leaf palm strength, which was as strong as a knife, fierce and fierce.

Although Zhao Lin had the advantage of strength, he didn't dare to fight hard, and immediately dodged and retreated, and the scene of fighting with the Diamond Mountain Leopard that day came to mind.

The ape arm stretched out, grabbed Li Ying's shoulder, and at the same time took a diagonal step, clenched his fists with five fingers, and aimed at Li Ying's heart, holding it but not sending it.

This trick was learned from the Drill Mountain Leopard, but the claw was changed to a fist.

Li Ying saw Zhao Lin suddenly make a strange move, his body hesitated for a moment, and he turned around to avoid it.

Zhao Lin seized the opportunity, took a step forward, crossed his shoulders sideways, and made a "Hengshan Lean" to crash into Li Ying.

Li Ying was taken aback, there was no room to dodge left and right, so he had to protect his chest with his left hand and slash down with his right palm.

Zhao Lin had already used his tortoiseshell strength, and the hard strength armor was spread on his upper body, and he was hit hard by the other party, but his shoulder also hit Li Ying's chest.

Bang!

Li Ying's palm wind broke through the tortoiseshell and slashed on Zhao Lin's shoulder, and then there was a pain in his chest, his eyes turned black, and he was suffocated in one breath, and the whole person was dizzy, staggering back.

Zhao Lin felt that his whole arm was unconscious, and he chased after him with a hiss, and pushed out a palm with his uninjured arm to knock Li Ying out of the field.

Shi Jiangyong hurriedly ran over and caught Li Ying.

Li Ying struggled to open his eyes and looked into the center of the field.

"Senior Brother Li, I agreed." Zhao Lin pressed his shoulders and said.

(End of chapter)