In the more than half a year that Zhao Lin has been practicing martial arts in Xingyun Sect, he has come into contact with too many talented disciples in the Dancing Elephant Academy.

Take out any single one, and put it in Qinghe County is a genius that happens once in decades.

During this time, he also saw various martial arts, and his vision was no longer what it used to be, and Hou Gui's strength was not enough in front of him.

If you want to win, you can do it.

However, Zhao Lin was not ready to do this, because after the two battles just now, the reputation of Liuhemen was greatly damaged, and it must be corrected!

Also, Hou Gui humiliated Yuan Cheng fiercely, and he must also "repay" back.

When he first entered Liuhe Gate, it was Yuan Cheng who guided the practice, and he was conscientious, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was half a master, but he was beaten into a tumbler......

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin stood still and suddenly raised his fist to meet the opponent's palm.

There was a "snap" sound, and the fists collided.

Hou Gui immediately felt a great pressure.

The so-called connoisseur stretches out his hand to know if there is.

Zhao Lin's punch seems to be unremarkable, but the timing is just right, he can change his moves one point earlier, and lose the initiative one point later, and the punch contains great power.

Hou Gui immediately put away his contempt, and the three river palms were slapped one after another, constantly strengthening his strength.

However, Zhao Lin on the other side is like a big mountain, no matter how he urges his strength, he will never move.

Zhao Lin did not use the cold qi, and deliberately let everyone present see that the fist and exercises of the Liuhe Gate could suppress the other party.

The fists come and go, and the bodies are staggered.

Zhao Lin turned his advantage into victory little by little, and did not allow the other party to have the slightest room for struggle.

Hou Gui was almost out of breath at this time, watching himself fall into the abyss little by little, but there was nothing he could do.

Just after thirty moves, Zhao Lin felt that the heat was almost over, and he no longer wasted time, and attacked several times in a row, making Hou Gui scramble, and he was stumbling.

The last punch hit Hou Gui in the abdomen.

Hou Gui breathed a little, his face was distorted in pain, and he hurriedly stepped back.

Zhao Lin followed like a shadow, hooked his fist upwards and slammed it on the opponent's chin.

Hou Gui was punched twice in a row, and he was suddenly dizzy and incapacitated.

Zhao Lin didn't give him a chance to breathe, and with a swing of his long arm, his fist hit his left shoulder.

Hou Gui's body tilted, and his body turned half a circle.

Zhao Lin took a diagonal step, came to the right side of his body, and punched him in the right shoulder.

Hou Gui spun in a circle uncontrollably.

Zhao Lin punched like the wind, and opened the bow left and right.

Bang bang bang......

Zhao Lin stood in place, punching and punching, while Hou Gui kept spinning, and the faster he spun.

Just now, Hou Gui beat Yuan Cheng as a tumbler, but now he was beaten into a spinning top by Zhao Lin.

Hiss......

Ha......

Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, no one had ever seen this kind of whimsical play.

A young disciple couldn't help but shout hello, which immediately attracted the cold gaze of the Lingshan Sect.

Zheng Yuanzhuo's face was pale, and he almost crushed the wine glass in his hand, although Hou Gui won two games in a row, but this time, he lost all his previous face.

He was just about to shout to stop, but he saw Zhao Lin take two steps back and arched his hand: "Brother Hou, I agreed." ”

"I'll kill ......"

Hou Gui was furious, his face was blue and red, he didn't know whether he was beaten or angry, he opened his mouth and only said two words, he stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

I tried to get up, but I fell again.

The Lingshan Sect snatched out a disciple and helped him back to his seat to rest.

Hou Gui sat on the chair, foaming at the mouth, but he was not seriously injured, so Zheng Yuanzhuo couldn't find an excuse for having a seizure.

Zhao Lin arched his hand in the direction of the banquet, and his tone was calm, "This Shi Xiaoquan is not a stunt, each family has its own practice method, you have also seen it, I still have a little bit of experience in this way." ”

"It doesn't seem to be as useless as Senior Brother Hou said?"

These words were said loudly, and many young martial artists present couldn't help but applaud, among which the people from Liuhemen were the loudest.

Yuan Cheng applauded vigorously, Zhao Lin not only brought back the face of the sect this time, but also gave himself a bad breath.

Gao Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he still underestimated the strength of Senior Brother Zhao, and the original confusion about the master sending Zhao Lin to Xingyun Sect has now disappeared.

"Master, I'll go up and fight him!"

Hu Shao'an, a disciple of the Lingshan faction, said with a look of indignation.

Zheng Yuanzhuo shook his head slightly, "No, you are not his opponent, Hongpeng go up." ”

He brought three disciples, originally thinking that with Hou Gui he could defeat all the disciples of the Liuhe Sect except Gao Yuan, but he didn't expect that Zhao Lin's strength was far beyond expectations.

Zheng Yuanzhuo's eyes were vicious, and he knew that with Zhao Lin's strength, he could only be sure if he sent Bi Hongpeng up.

Bi Hongpeng is a great disciple of the Lingshan Sect, his status is equivalent to the lofty of the Liuhe Sect, and his cultivation is the triple qi realm, and his strength is even better.

Bi Hongpeng got up when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Master, the disciple will not fail in his mission!" ”

After speaking, he got up, took a few steps, lifted his breath, and landed lightly in the field.

Seeing that there was still a competition, everyone was interested, especially for some disciples who were new to martial arts, they had never seen this level of fighting, and they all sighed that it was worth the trip.

Another good deed person from the Kaishan Martial Arts Hall asked Liang Song: "Brother Liang, the big disciple of the Lingshan Sect has come out, how is it compared to Zhao Lin?" ”

Liang Song only said two words: "Give it for nothing!" ”

"You're so loud."

"It's not that I'm loud, it's my brother who is powerful......"

Zhao Lin knew that the Lingshan faction would definitely not give up, so he simply stayed in the field and did not leave.

Since you have made a move, you will do things cleanly, so that everyone will not dare to think crookedly about Liuhemen.

Bi Hongpeng walked across from Zhao Lin, his eyes flashing, "I didn't expect a character like you to come out of Liuhe Gate, it's really impressive." ”

Zhao Lin said humbly: "After the award, I have been known for a long time to Senior Brother Bi." ”

As he spoke, he pushed the energy and cold qi into his fist.

This time he is ready to end the fight quickly and give everyone a shock.

"What kind of strength is this?"

Bi Hongpeng felt a coldness, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he began to urge his qi and blood to accumulate strength.

He practiced both boxing and palming, hesitated slightly, and decided to use his fists to open the way.

"Without further ado, let's get started...... Fei Hung Fist! ”

Bi Hongpeng raised his strength to the peak, and in the face of strong enemies, his body instinctively unleashed unprecedented potential.

"This should be the strongest punch I've ever taken since I practiced martial arts!"

He punched out, and a realization was born in his heart, with a hint of inexplicable surprise.

"Bang!"

The moment the two fists collided, Bi Hongpeng only felt an incomparably cold energy penetrate his body, and the qi and blood in his whole body seemed to be condensed, and then a huge force collided head-on!

The feeling of being empowered just now seemed like an illusion.

Why is this happening?

I heard a crisp sound in my ears, and the whole person flew out more than ten feet away, fell on a table of banquets, and even fell to the ground with the table.

(End of chapter)