The rammed yellow mud ground shattered into a fist-sized lump, and the noon sun shone squarely on the martial arts arena, and fine dust flew in the pillar of light, undulating and falling in the rapid breathing.

The figures overlapped, and I don't know how many people were on the wall of the martial arts arena.

Silent.

Lan Tai lowered his head, there was a shaking shadow under his feet, he turned his head to look at his master again, and found that Pang Qinghe's face was expressionless, or rather, he was so sluggish that he couldn't make any angry expression.

The little junior brother lost.

Punch, either one side crushes and fights back! Either bounce off each other and both retreat!

It will never stick together like it does now.

Then there is only one possibility, Liang Qu's control of power is far better than Kou Zhuang! His upper body was not beaten backwards, but he was losing his strength!

Exchange distance for strength, stick to Kou Zhuang's fist, and then violently press back in the posture of an iron plate bridge!

Absolute crushing of skill and brute force!

With just one punch, the little junior brother lost very completely!

Lan Tai looked at the grinning young man on the field, and suddenly felt his mouth dry.

The other party did it on purpose, that is, to get rid of all bells and whistles.

The little junior brother has a strong physique, like a giant, then he will compete with the little junior brother's strength!

The most visually impactful and the most powerful battle will be shown to everyone!

Liang Qu was more than a head behind Kou Zhuang, but he pressed it down with his fist, so that the other party had to look up at him!

What you come and go, punch and kick.

When the opponent comes to kick the gym, he has to crush back with the strongest attitude.

Those scholars, farmers, young masters, and masters outside can understand the danger between the opponents, they only know that whoever is strong will be strong!

Now Liangqu is very strong!

Absolutely strong!

Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xu Zishuai bit off the grass stems one by one, and snorted: "Born with strong bones, infinite strength, the realm of the second level is comparable to the martial artist of the fourth level, and it is extraordinary by nature, but it is a pity that it is comparable to the four levels after all, not surpassed."

Senior Brother Liang is a real natural martial bone, and he is stronger than the fourth level in the second level! It's a pity for this big man. ”

"Ahh

Kou Zhuang's eyes were red, his forehead was sweating, and his arms were trembling.

He stretched out another hand, but was intercepted by Liang Qu halfway, and his palms slammed into each other, causing an undetectable shock wave to rise in the air.

The loess dust flies along the section and rolls out against the ground.

The two sides turned into iron bulls, constantly wrestling, but one had a stake under his feet, and no matter how the other stepped on the ground, it was useless.

Dragon tendon and tiger bones, tendons as big as dragons, bones as strong as tigers, infinite qi, unlimited power, upside down nine oxen, unstoppable!

Liang Qu spewed out long breath from his mouth and nose, his feet pulled out of the ground, and the big tendons of his whole body were tangled like pythons, providing it with explosive power, and his bones were more like copper cast iron, fierce and unparalleled, pushing Kou Zhuang forward step by step.

Kou Zhuang wanted to get out, but he couldn't earn it at all.

The big one of two meters was constantly retreated by Liang Qu alone, and the audience outside the wall was thrilled, and the apprentices in the martial arts hall applauded loudly.

The scholar on the wall was excited, and even took out the silver ingots in his arms and threw them into the courtyard wall.

Fighting shirtless, Liang Qu was too lazy to be careful.

The clothes were the most ordinary cloth clothes, and just one fist blew apart in the fierce twisting of qi and blood.

The thick belt was hung with torn strips of cloth, revealing an extremely strong upper body, a broad chest, strong muscles, but not lumpy, and the lines were as smooth as flowing water.

Primal wildness comes to you.

Several female apprentices in the martial arts hall covered their eyes, and couldn't help but peek at a crack, even what Pang Qinghe brought.

But if you want to say who is the most excited among the people present, it is undoubtedly Li Libo and Chen Jiechang who hugged each other.

They are watching Liangqu go from a small fisherman to today's step by step!

"Brother Shui's !!"

Kou Zhuang was dizzy, half a year after learning martial arts, the master praised him for his extraordinary talent, and every senior brother said that he was infinitely powerful and a natural martial arts seed.

Huazhu County can't stay anymore, and everyone has high hopes for this competition.

Can't lose, can't lose!

Stronger power erupted from Kou Zhuang's body, and muscles bulged.

Liang Qu's footsteps froze, but he would not get used to Kou Zhuang, so he suddenly brought his arms back to his chest, twisted his body, and kicked Kou Zhuang's side waist.

The air from the toes screeched, whipping through the air.

Kou Zhuang tried to reach out to block it, but he couldn't stop it.

The terrifying power flooded out, spreading from the arms, shoulders, back, waist and abdomen.

The muscles of Kou Zhuang's whole body trembled like water waves, and the tension trembled endlessly, and finally exploded in unison.

It's like throwing a stone into a lake, splashing water.

The whole body flew into the air, and finally smashed to the ground, rolling endlessly.

The apprentices who followed retreated, and Kou Zhuang rubbed the ground against the stone pillar before stopping and rolling.

Kicking a little giant away, the apprentices of the Yang Shi Martial Arts Hall turned red, and they only felt a rush of excited qi filling their chests.

It is rare for ordinary people to see this scene, and their hearts are surging.

He is worthy of being a disciple of Master Yang!

Terrible!!

The villagers of Yixing Town made a special trip to the sixteen-mile road to watch the competition, and shouted the name of Liang Qu in their mouths.

Kou Zhuang covered his waist and abdomen, and all his facial features were wrinkled together.

The severe pain is like a python devouring people, spreading along the muscles and bones, and the flesh and blood spread inch by inch.

But he held his breath and got back to his feet.

Liang Qu stood in place, frowning slightly.

Born with martial bones, martial arts, whether it is skill or strength, the gap between the two sides is very huge.

For the sake of the other party's master, he was still more polite, so he had already left his hand, otherwise he would have kicked the other party's head just now.

is so uninteresting, I should have known that I should have drawn a venue, and I would lose if I qualified.

Kou Zhuang readjusted his breathing, physical strength, internal breath, and blood qi, all of which were urged to the extreme.

The ground was dented, and the giants descended from the sky and struck again.

Liang Qu rushed out almost at the same time, his right hand was like electricity, slashing out horizontally, smashing on the elbow that Kou Zhuang used to block, and his left hand turned into a fist and slashed towards Kou Zhuang's neck, and the momentum suddenly exploded.

The surging internal breath was agitated, Kou Zhuang contracted his body, protected his hands in front of him, and regardless of the sharp pain like cracking bones, he knocked Liang Qu's left hand, reached out his right arm, grabbed Liang Qu's shoulder, and tried to hit it sideways.

Unexpectedly, Liang Qu withdrew his hand in time, pressed Kou Zhuang's right arm with his palm, and easily pinned it under his armpit, the whole person took this as the center, stepped into the ground with his left foot, and his right foot ascended to the sky like a dragon, kicking Kou Zhuang's neck crooked, almost separated from his body, and his feet were even more off the ground.

Kou Zhuang soared in mid-air, Liang Qu punched like an arrow, hit several times in a row, and kicked it again with the last side kick.

The force rose from the ground, Kou Zhuang was like a flying catkins, a broken rag doll, powerlessly obeying the strong wind, grazing the ground and bouncing, and hitting the stone pillar again.

Blood and sweat splattered out, and the stone pillars cracked finger-wide cracks, and white ash fell.

Onlookers cheered loudly, and screams and shouts of mountains and tsunamis rang out.

After a few months, Liang Qu is no longer the Wuxia Amon who wields his fists with brute force, and the other party's trick of trying to get close to it has not worked at all.

Kou Zhuang fell to the ground like a whirlwind, swallowing a large mouthful of dust in his breath, sticking to the mucous membrane of his throat, he wanted to cough, but he didn't take a breath in his heart.

Liang Qu's last kick kicked him straight in the chest, knocking him completely out of breath.

He was like an angry bull, but what he struck was the boundless sea, and it was only a small splash.

"Da Zhuang, it's okay, let's admit defeat."

Pang Qinghe suddenly spoke.

He had already understood that Liang Qu was by no means an ordinary person, and there was a high probability that he had a real martial arts bone in his body.

In the land of one government and one state, the Tianjiao species, which has been difficult to produce for decades, was encountered by them, so they had to pinch their noses and admit it.

"I haven't lost yet."

Kou Zhuang gasped and gritted his teeth and burst out a sentence.

When he was born, he was twelve pounds and six taels, his mother had a difficult birth and hemorrhage, and the midwife used a polished stone knife to break her abdomen to survive.

When he was nine years old, his father went hunting in the mountains and was hit in the head by a falling rock, and when he was found, he had been gnawed to pieces by a wild wolf.

At the age of twelve, when he grew to five feet five, all the children in the township regarded him as a monster, and the villagers said that he was a broom star, and he was born to kill his own mother, and when he grew up, he killed his father.

When he was fifteen years old, there was a severe drought around him, and he said that he had offended the heavens, and he wanted to atone for the sins of the villagers, put on a plow, and plough the land from house to house like an animal every day.

Later, the mountain bandits came, they killed the villagers, liberated Kou Zhuang, and wanted him to kill, but the master passed by, rescued him, taught him martial arts, and said that he was not a monster, and his talent was a gift from God.

Finally, I was finally able to help my master and brothers do something.

"How can you lose, how can you lose, how can you lose!"

Kou Zhuang spat out a mouthful of blood, his arms propped up on the ground, his knuckles white, pinched the gap in the stone pillar, and staggered to stand up again.

The dust was stirred up by the air currents, and the breath turned into a whirlwind.

The blood vessels on his neck bulged out like a thin red snake, constantly pulsating, and Kou Zhuang's whole body was red, almost oozing blood!

For a while, the applauding audience fell silent, shocked by the terrifying will, and even more incomprehensible.

If you get up again, you're really going to be killed, isn't it just a fight?

Liang Qu was surprised.

What is the situation with sit-ups?

Am I a villain?

Immediately after that, he noticed a black shadow flashing in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, Kou Zhuang disappeared.

Pang Qinghe stood on the sidelines, hugged his disciple with one hand, and slapped Kou Zhuang on the back of the head with one palm, stunting him.

"In this one, we admit defeat."