A few young scholars pulled and pulled, but they couldn't kick on the wall.

More than a hundred apprentices in the martial arts hall gathered together and occupied the surroundings of the martial arts hall, so naturally there was no place for others.

The brocade-clothed man with the folding fan was angry, looked around, raised the umbrella bone and pointed to a person, "You, you, come here!" ”

The farmer, who had sneaked over to see the excitement, pointed to his nose: "Me? ”

"Yes, that's you."

When the farmer saw the other party's fine clothes, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to go over.

But I saw the brocade-clothed boy throw out a silver bean: "One or two silver, carry me to the wall!" ”

The farmer's eyes lit up, and he bit his teeth to check the bite marks, and happily lifted the brocade boy and lifted him to the wall.

Seeing this, the rest of the scholars also did the same, and came to the wall one by one.

They were excitedly riding on the wall, looking into the distance, when suddenly someone held everyone's shoulders: "Look at it, look at it, it's coming!" ”

"Hey, what a big guy! It has to be six feet, right? ”

"Oh my God, I've never seen someone so tall, it feels like he's six feet one, and his fists are bigger than my head, right? How many disciples is this? ”

"I heard that martial artists are divided into roots, ordinary people are mortal bones, real geniuses are born with martial bones, born different, this can't be martial bones, right?"

"Can Master Yang's disciples win?"

"Master Yang is naturally no problem with his shot, the number one master in Pingyang County, the master of hunting tigers, suppresses all Xiaoxiao, but his disciple, I feel dangerous?"

"I heard that the one in this competition is the largest, middle and youngest disciple of Master Yang, hey, you said that the nine disciples in our academy are not the youngest?"

"I don't know, I don't know how many disciples Master Yang has."

"I think what the Pavilion Master Pang said is also right, the Pavilion Master is powerful, and the apprentices he teaches are not necessarily powerful, after all, these are two different things, he is so confident that he can't say who wins or loses."

Several scholars already know a lot about the martial arts hall, but if they are ordinary people, they don't know the Tao in it, which is very lively.

On the street, Pang Qinghe walked from the long street with a group of disciples, thanking the fathers and villagers all the way.

Liang Qu saw it, and he was about to complain about the celebrity walking the red carpet, ten meters and three minutes.

Beside Pang Qinghe, a female apprentice looked very excited: "Master, it's so lively." ”

Pang Qinghe nodded: "Shocking day, spring plowing and spring planting, everyone is busy, but one o'clock in the afternoon is exactly the time for the lunch break, and if you have free time, you will definitely not miss the excitement, I specially chose this time period." ”

Da Zhuang looked around left and right, so many people made him a little nervous.

Seeing this, the female apprentice patted Da Sturgy on the shoulder and turned her head to look at Lan Tai: "Senior Brother Lan, didn't you meet with Master Yang's nine disciples yesterday?" How do you feel about his strength? ”

"I didn't feel it, he was very good." Lan Tai shook his head, "There must be an advantage in martial arts, but I have confidence in Da Zhuang!" No matter how good the martial arts are practiced, it is also the icing on the cake, and the martial artist depends on the strength of qi and blood in the final analysis.

He has been practicing martial arts for five months, and he is a second-level martial artist who has topped the sky, the same as Da Zhuang, but Da Zhuang is born with strong bones, half of the talent of martial arts, almost like a four-level martial artist, so don't be afraid, you will definitely win! ”

"That's right, Da Zhuang." Pang Qinghe grabbed Da Zhuang's shoulders and encouraged, "Don't be afraid of him, your strength must be stronger than him!" ”

With the encouragement of the master and brothers, Da Zhuang's face softened slightly, clenched his fists, and lifted up his confidence.

At the entrance of the Yang Martial Arts Hall, Xiang Changsong and Hu Qi were waiting here early in the morning, and they were a little surprised to see Da Zhuang's figure.

Such an exaggerated physique, the physique is by no means ordinary!

Seeing that people arrived at the door, the two didn't have time to think about it, and clasped their fists together: "Pavilion Master Pang!" ”

Pang Qinghe clenched his fists and saluted back: "What do you call the two?" ”

"Seventh disciple of Master Yang, Hu Qi!"

"Eight disciples of Master Yang, Xiang Changsong!"

"I'm glad I will."

"Pavilion Master Pang, please."

Pang Qinghe saluted again and entered with all the disciples.

Walking through the corridor, I saw Yang Dongxiong sitting in a corner of the martial arts arena.

"Pavilion Master Yang! I have admired it for a long time. Pang Qinghe stepped forward and bowed.

Yang Dongxiong didn't get up, raised his hand and pointed to the stool on the side: "Pavilion Master Pang, please take a seat." ”

Pang Qinghe didn't dare to sit down: "It's really offended to disturb your place, but it's just a newcomer, it's really difficult to open up the situation, and I don't want to talk to you." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard, didn't care about those scenes, stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, Yu Dun, Zhuo Shao, and Liang Qu were all on the side.

"According to what you said, it was supposed to be my eldest disciple, the fifth disciple and the ninth disciple, but unfortunately, my eldest disciple is still in the Western Army, so he can't leave, so he has to be done by my second disciple."

"It's okay, it's okay, serve the country, be a hero."

Pang Qinghe didn't care at all, no matter how he changed the other two games, he would lose, and the youngest disciple in the highlight didn't change it.

He asked his disciples to stand up in order: "This is my eldest disciple Lan Tai, my fifth disciple Ge Bochun, and my ninth disciple Kou Zhuang. ”

Seeing that the tallest disciple was actually the youngest ninth disciple, the onlookers were in an uproar.

How does this work?

The nine disciples on the opposite side are at least six feet, and although the beam canal here is also very tall, it is only five feet five, which is a head off!

People are three-dimensional, the height difference is a head, and the place with a width of shoulders, arm span, and poor robustness has gone to the sea.

Yang Dongxiong nodded: "How to compare the three games, how to come in order, you say." ”

"Shirtless combat! Don't bring any armor, start with the youngest disciple! ”

Pang Qinghe knew that in terms of equipment, he was definitely not as rich as the other side, so he first proposed to fight shirtless, and shirtless combat was not really shirtless, but meant bare hands.

The second is the sequence, winning one game and losing two more games is completely different from losing two games and winning another game!

Doing everything you do, you naturally have to do your best!

"Do you have any questions?" Yang Dongxiong looked at his three disciples, and all he got was shaking his head in response.

"Finished, isn't that going to be lost?"

"How can you win this, the opposite side is so big, and there is no time advantage."

"Conspiracy, conspiracy for sure! This Pang Pavilion Master is so scheming! ”

On the wall, several scholars scratched their ears and cheeks, and the boy in brocade was so anxious that his fan was thrown out.

They were very jealous that Liang Qu could get the Royal Dragon Blood Horse at the same age, but they were all locals in Pingyang County, and of course they didn't want Liang Qu to lose!

Not to mention outsiders, many apprentices in the martial arts hall are in a hurry.

They don't want to watch their martial arts hall lose the first game, with Yang Dongxiong's status, it would be a shame to lose any of the three games!

Xu Zishuai leaned on the pillar with a grass stem in his mouth: "This old boy doesn't look like a good person, he came here with a plan, that tall man should be born with strong bones, above the bones, under the martial bones, as I guessed, he accepted a good disciple." ”

Lu Gang nodded: "But he miscalculated." ”

Liang Qu listened to Pang Qinghe blowing each other in the business beside him, and his ears were calloused.

He patted his butt and got up, moved his muscles and bones, and stood with Kou Zhuang in the center of the martial arts arena.

Kou Zhuang stood in front of Liang Qu, and Liang Qu's whole person was shrouded in shadows.

Compared with the two, it gives people a more visual impact.

For a while, everyone outside the venue was not optimistic about Liang Qu and was in a negative mood.

The apprentices on Pang Qinghe's side cheered and won the game.

This guy has to be two meters one, right?

Liang Qu Nahan in the shadows.

Money!

Pang Qinghe grabbed the gong hammer and swung it, the gong sound was deafening, and the first scene had begun!

Liang Qu grabbed his wrist and moved, standing straight, Kou Zhuang actually retreated a few steps and distanced himself from him, the two looked at each other sideways, and did not move for a long time.

There was a slight commotion between the apprentices inside the martial arts arena and the audience outside the martial arts arena.

Pang Qinghe gave his eyes to encouragement, his disciple is good at everything, but his temperament is too soft and he will not take the initiative to attack.

Senior Brother Lantai also waved his fist on the side to cheer.

Kou Zhuang nodded, he fell to the ground, took a deep breath, the muscles of his body rose and fell, and the whole person turned into a copper and iron bison that was about to explode, and the muscles bulged to the point that his clothes bulged.

The terrifying power accumulated in Kou Zhuang's breathing, and the noisy audience gradually fell silent, and their hearts seemed to be suppressed by something indescribable.

Liang Qu's eyebrows lowered slightly, and he saw that the dust on the ground was undulating under the other party's breathing.

Bang!

Flat ground blast mines!

The yellow mud ground that had been trampled and tamped by the unmathed disciples was actually stepped out of several cracks!

The heavy air suddenly made a muffled sound like a towel tearing.

The strength in Kou Zhuang's body seemed to be endless, and every step used up all the strength of his body, and the martial arts arena he stepped on exploded inch by inch, and the loess collapsed.

The air exploded, and the terrifying pressure rushed like a tidal wave.

Outside the wall, everyone held their mouths and noses, and the air seemed to turn into the most solid gel, making it impossible for people to breathe.

Just a dozen meters, it crossed in the blink of an eye.

All the dust was rolled up the moment Kou Zhuang stepped over, and when he stood on the wall and watched, it seemed that a tornado had risen across the martial arts arena.

A scene that everyone didn't expect appeared!

In the face of such a terrifying blow, Liang Qu did not avoid or retreat, lowered his body, and met it with a backhand punch.

Lose your marbles!

How to fight this monster!

The audience almost screamed, and the scholars on the wall were eager to jump off the wall to pull the beam open.

But it all happened so fast that no one could stop it.

Rumble!

Stab!

Two thunderbolts exploded, one in front and one in the back.

The first sound was a collision of fists, and the second sound was a tear of clothes.

"What!?"

Pang Qinghe's pupils shrank sharply, and Lan Tai's heart on the side jumped even more, and the unbelievable emotions in his heart tumbled violently.

No matter what method Liang Qu used to dodge this punch, they would not be shocked.

What is it now!

Liang Qu's whole body was beaten backwards, his legs were completely sunk into the mud, and the strips of clothes on his upper body exploded, and then stopped abruptly at his belt.

He didn't fall!

Catch!

Don't dodge, don't dodge, catch it!

Pang Qinghe's heart swelled with an extremely bad premonition.

The next moment, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

Liang Qu's front serratus muscle undulated like a shark's gills, twisted his belt fist, and the power progressed layer by layer, and he actually pushed it back little by little against Kou Zhuang's fist!

Pang Qinghe's eyes were cracked.

How is it possible, how can such a difficult posture be pushed back??

Born with strong bones, born with strong bones!

Kou Zhuang's eyes were red, his qi and blood were boiling like fire, and the loess under his feet was shattered like fragile sediment, constantly advancing, trying to rush back with the power of his fist, but everything was useless, useless!

He can't do it!

Liang Qu's waist was straightened a little bit like a bar, his upper body was naked, everyone was watching, and he pressed the opponent back little by little with a strong attitude!

Like a reef in flowing water, no matter how strong the waves are, they will not retreat, but will split the current!

Kou Zhuang's arm trembled, the opponent's fist was only half the size of his, but the strength was far superior to him!

Liang Qu fist to fist, looking at Kou Zhuang level, he grinned, revealing his scarlet gums.

"That's a lot of strength!"