"But young people always have to be young and vigorous."

After expressing his attitude, Li Shenji's words changed again.

"Winning or losing is secondary."

"What my brother said is very true."

Li Xutuo took over the conversation and said with a smile.

"More than one person, at least a lot of fun."

There are words in the words of the Li family brothers, and everyone present can hear them.

It's a pity that Li Xutuo cut off four Xuantie fingers with a sword, even if Hong Sheng and Hong Yu were unhappy in their hearts, they had to pretend that they didn't hear it.

But where can Hong Ping, who has always been stingy, hold on?

"Martial arts martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, is the kung fu that comes out."

He opened his mouth as a mantra for his own teaching.

"This hasn't been done yet, where did you come from?!"

As soon as he blurted out the words, not only Hong Sheng and Hong Pardon, but even Hong Ping himself felt strange.

Just three days ago, he could not have imagined that he would one day speak for Hong Fan.

"Then wait for the man to do it."

Zheng Furui sneered.

Among the people present, Hong Ping's status in the inner vision realm was obviously the lowest.

Because of Hong Sheng's face, Miss Zheng didn't sneer at her, she just wanted to take advantage of the rare opportunity to mock Hong Fan a few more words.

But when the words came to her lips, she saw the cold young man who was silently lucky in the distance, and she suddenly remembered the iron plate that smashed the dishes that day.

As a result, the mouth of the knife, which is usually too smooth, is blunt, and he can't spit out a word.

In the distance, Hong Fan stood in front of the human target, mobilizing the sand world with all his might.

With him as the center, the sourceless wind traveled endlessly, pulling wisps of sand out of the ground.

The sand stream converged one by one, shrunk into a ball in Hong Fan's palm, and spun at an accelerated pace.

The sword finger is raised horizontally, facing the neck of the iron target.

Then, a beep so sharp that it almost exceeds the range of the human ear catches it.

Li Shenji's eyes were full of energy, and he saw a short sword-like beam of sand burst out from Hong Fan's fingertips, blasting at the edge of the Xuantie.

A large handful of golden sparks flew in an instant.

With a loud roar, the sand knife, which was more than 100 megapascals, penetrated inward with an unstoppable momentum, cutting through the iron wall almost instantly.

Hong Fan stabilized his output and slowly moved his arm sideways.

Within three breaths, the sand flow knife cut through at a uniform speed

As the last of the fireworks were extinguished in the wind, the entire Darkiron skull rolled to the ground, smashing into a pit of dirt.

The sand dissipated, and the whole field suddenly solidified.

No applause, no cheers.

Everyone's eyes fell on the smooth and straight section of the iron target, and it was hard to believe what they were seeing for a moment.

"Is that a black iron target?"

Gao Junxia swallowed his saliva and asked thoughtlessly.

But Li Shenji still understood what he meant and nodded in confirmation.

"That's the Darkiron Target!"

Gao Gongzi repeated the same words again, shocked, but he didn't even have time to feel distressed about the completely lost tiger eater.

As for Li Xutuo, who had just won the game, his fists were tight and loose at this time, and he was at a loss.

Without him, in front of Hong Fan's achievements, the whirling palm and the invisible qi sword were dwarfed in terms of momentum and power, and there was no room for comparison.

The chatter slowly rippled through the crowd, but for some reason, everyone lowered their voices.

"Brother Sheng, cut off that black iron head with one move with your bare hands, will you succeed?"

Hong Yu couldn't help but ask.

"I'm afraid it's a little hard."

Hong Sheng hesitated for a moment, but still replied truthfully.

"Forty or fifty pounds of heavy armor, the diameter of the chest is more than half an inch thick, and I can shatter it with a single punch."

"But the man's neck is three inches in diameter......"

The more he spoke, the more incredible he felt, and in the end he was speechless—you must know that Hong Fan still has a full six canons and seven strange veins away from him!

Just when the masters present were still in a daze, Hong Ping, who didn't know why, became the most high-spirited one.

"I said that martial arts would have to be fought to find out."

He said triumphantly, and asked deliberately.

"What do you think of my second brother's hand?"

Hong Ping's villain's appearance made Zheng Furui angry.

But when she thought that this kid had two talented brothers, Miss Zheng had to remain silent and swallow this breath.

The iron target was beheaded, and there was naturally no need for the competition to continue.

The surrounding crowd gathered forward and put the flood in the center.

"Er Shao, what kind of name is this hand just now?"

Cui Yutang was curious and was the first to ask.

"This is a move I figured out myself, and I named it the Sand Flow Knife."

Hong Fan replied, taking back the leather jacket handed by Tang Da and half-draped it on his body.

"Speaking of which, I just practiced this trick at the end of last month, but I didn't expect it to come in handy this time."

Hearing that he confessed the origin of his moves, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

"Sure enough, it was a self-created move, so I said that the Gong of the Amazing Sha didn't know how to do it back then."

"The Penetrating Realm has such power, and when it comes to the Innate Realm, then can it be repaid?"

"The second son of the Hong family has only been working hard for more than half a year to inherit the sand world, and he can actually create such a killing method......"

All kinds of admiration and shocking voices were buzzing together, making Li Shenji's face more and more ugly.

Being robbed of the limelight is one thing.

What's more, his horse will soon be gone.

Hong Yu picked up the severed head of the human target, and while rubbing the still warm section, he spoke: "I just said that only the whirling palm and the invisible qi sword in Jinhai City can enter the second grade of the killing method of the Martial Academy, but I didn't expect my cousin to create such a move when he was not as young as the weak crown. ”

"I just don't know if this trick has to be driven by a life star; If you can use martial arts to urge, you can't say that you can't enter the first grade! ”

His words sparked a chorus of approval.

Water-cutting versus sand-containing water-cutting, a technique that emphasizes cutting energy rather than hardness, is a product of the second half of the twentieth century, even on another earth.

In other words, even in the early days of the Cold War, the billions of people on the planet had not yet thought of such an idea.

The principle is far beyond the comprehension of the Great Chinese warriors.

In the eyes of these people, the trick just now is more like Hong Fan turning sand into a sword and slashing with a knife.

Because of this, it is particularly powerful.

Being in the center of the crowd, Hong Fan was widely praised but did not take a, just smiled politely.

In fact, the current "youth version" of the sand flow knife has many drawbacks, and it is far from being as powerful as it seems.

Long charge forward, not a lot of cost, too short a kill range, can't move the cast......

In short, the actual combat is pitifully small, and can only be used to execute opponents who are powerless to resist.

Of course, Hong Fan will not expose his shortcomings.

After a while, Li Shenji finally adjusted his mood and stretched out his hand to suppress the hustle and bustle.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the results of this hunting competition have been obtained."

He said aloud.

"The son of Hong Fan of the Jin Haihong family used the sand flow knife to cut off the head of the Xuantie human target, and he should be the head of the meeting, but anyone is against it?"

No one answered.

Seeing this, Li Shenji motioned for the crowd to get out of the way and split a road to the iron cage.

"Brother Hong Xian, please!"

He stretched out his hand and led Hong Fan to the rim of the Circle.

"This scorched-tailed tiger eater was purchased by me for six hundred taels of silver by chance, and it will be three years old in half a year, so it can be served."

Li Shenji held back the pain and explained.

"Now, the good horse and the hero complement each other perfectly!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was suddenly thunderous; Especially Tang Da and Hong Ping, their hands were red.

Such a boiling momentum made Li Shenji, who had suffered huge losses, more and more unbearable.

"Now that the beast has changed hands, let it be handed over."

He waved his sleeves and commanded his subordinates.

(End of chapter)