"Zhang Ying is suppressed!"

"Zhang Ying is dangerous!"

"Zhang Ying fainted and made a lot of tricks!"

"Zhang Ying is obviously at a disadvantage!"

"Brother Zhang, earn the hammer! Cut pipa style! ”

"Whew!"

"It's dangerous!"

Zhang Ying is indeed inferior to Teng Siqian, not as good as three years ago, and still inferior three years later.

Yan Chuang pointed.

Thrilling parry.

Subsequently.

The battle situation stabilized slightly, and Yan Chuang had time to introduce the martial arts of the Songhe faction: "The Songhe faction has the four boxing methods of Zhao Qiansun and Li, and the 'Helian Fist' made by Zhang Ying, also known as 'Helian Lianquan', as we all know, 'Helian' was given the surname 'Zhao' in the previous dynasty, therefore, 'Helian Lianquan' and 'Helian Lianquan' are actually 'Zhao Family Boxing' and 'Zhao's Lianquan', which is the No. 1 boxing method in the Songhe faction, which is divided into eight styles——"

"Punch type, advance and retreat chain type, turn back and squeeze type, block waist hammer type, double push hand type, bundle lock and squeeze type, pipa type, elbow frame type."

"The footwork is based on straight forward and straight retreat, the strength is strong and bright, the ups and downs are emphasized, and the middle is soft, which is somewhat similar to the 'Five Ancestors Heyang Boxing'."

"Actually."

"Among the 'Five Ancestors' boxing methods mixed in the 'Five Ancestors Heyang Boxing', there is a 'White Crane Boxing' all the way, and the 'Crane Lianquan' also has 'Crane'."

"The two have something in common, and it makes sense."

Yan Chuang knew a lot about the boxing techniques of the Songhe School, but they were all superficial, far less proficient than the 18 boxing methods of the Guangling Academy, after all, most of the disciples he went to the training hall at the beginning were disciples of the Guangling Academy, but there were no disciples of the Songhe School who studied in the past.

But it doesn't matter.

These days.

Yan Chuang explained constantly in the ring, and there were Songhe masters in the stands watching, and their thinking was fed back to Yan Chuang, which contained a lot of the essence of 'Crane Lianquan', Yan Chuang turned it out at this time, told it to the audience, told Zhang Ying, and then got feedback, more specific.

That's enough!

"Hands must fall, feet must fall, hands must rise!"

"Brother Zhang, double pusher! Elbow to shoulder bang! Again! Again! Yeah! That's it! One ring and one ring, random changes, close-fitting progress, see the stitches! ”

Yan Chuang sometimes explained, sometimes pointed, and almost all of the people who pointed out were Zhang Ying.

This time.

On and off stage.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Teng Siqian beat Zhang Ying, and it was Teng Siqian who had the upper hand, so that Yan Chuang, the 'shadowless foot', had to 'pull the sidelines' and constantly point out Zhang Ying, so that he could turn the danger into a disaster and continue to fight this fateful duel.

"It's not so much that Zhang Ying is beating Teng Siqian!"

"It's better to say that Yan Chuang is fighting!"

"Master Yan!"

"Well done!"

Everyone listened to it and watched it with pleasure, and Yan Chuang's call finally returned.

on the field.

The two are inseparable.

"Tie, take, lock, lean, push, hit, squeeze, squeeze!"

"Brother Zhang!"

"Grab, grab, collapse, elbow!"

"You're a 'crane fist' who pays attention to 'one consumption, two takes, three drops and four guards'——"

"Divide the muscles and bones, and hold your breath at the point!"

"Sticky clothes are like veins, rigid and soft and quiet!"

"Teng Siqian's Fujia boxing pays attention to rhythm, you have to use fierce and dangerous moves to break her rhythm and let her fall into your rhythm, only in this way can you win her!"

Through Yan Chuang's guidance, Zhang Ying's fist technique is visible to the naked eye——

One poison, two ruthless, three fast!

Ambitious, brave and decisive, vicious, fast and fast!

Wait for the move, win quickly, shoot fiercely, and see the stitches!

This is boxing.

It's a move.

But beyond that—

"Songhe faction, Jin Shagong!"

It is rumored that the Songhe faction has 'four fists and three skills', and 'Golden Yarn Gong' is one of the 'Three Skills', which is a horizontal practice method of both internal and external cultivation, divided into 'silver yarn' and 'golden yarn' two levels, internal refining breath, the main practice is the external skin membrane, after Dacheng, the skin is extremely hard, can resist the stabbing of sharp weapons, as well as sharp weapon cutting, and can effectively remove external strength.

Yan Chuang saw it clearly, Zhang Ying was clearly inferior in boxing when he duel Teng Siqian, and every time he was hit by Teng Siqian, or confronted, he was always uninjured and unaffected.

Needless to say.

This must be because of the 'Golden Yarn Gong'.

Three years ago, Zhang Ying's 'Golden Yarn Gong' was broken!

Three years later, its 'Golden Yarn Gong' was restored, and even went further, progressing from 'Silver Yarn' to 'Golden Yarn', and it made a comeback.

This is a good thing.

Even if Zhang Ying's boxing skills are a little worse, he has more opportunities for trial and error. He can be recruited many times, but Teng Siqian may not be able to.

"Jin Shagong!"

"It's a pity that I don't have a magical power like 'insight', and with just a pair of naked eyes, it is difficult to see through the strength and qi and blood operation of Zhang Ying hidden under the skin."

"Unless—"

"Zhang Ying asked Teng Siqian to fight a few more times!"

Realizing this, Yan Chuang's guidance to Zhang Ying turned more into the analysis and explanation of 'Golden Yarn Gong'.

Strength!

Breath!

Skills!

This is much more clever than ordinary fist and foot moves, luck and strength, and it is of great help to Yan Chuang, especially to him in the development of "Yijin Sutra" and "Huashan Mixed Yuan Gong".

However.

Without Yan Chuang's guidance, even if Zhang Ying had the 'Golden Yarn Gong' by his side, the situation would quickly take a sharp turn for the worse-

"Yin, yang, rigid, soft, elastic, inch, crisp!"

"Seven powers!"

"Seven kinds of strength!"

"Huh?"

"There are still changes?"

"That's not right!"

"Yin, masculine, rigid, soft, elastic, inch, brittle—"

"The body is strong, the strength is strong!"

"It's seven forces in one!"

"It's coming!"

"It's coming!"

"Eight steps to chase!"

"Punch with your hand, grab with your eagle back, your fist is as dense as rain, and it is as fast as a whip!"

"This is the 'Crane Fist' trick - 'Helian Eagle Hand'!"

"Zhang Ying performed it three years ago!"

"Three years later, the seven forces are one, this is the complete form!"

"Hit!"

"Go!"

"Suffer!"

"It's broken!"

"Teng Siqian!"

"Fu Jia Fist! Eight ground cannons! This is the 'Eight Cannon Fist'! Whatever you can catch and capture, I will break it all the way! Fu family cannon fist, brave and unstoppable! ”

"Cupola!"

"Zhang Ying is defeated!"

A duel was exciting, and Yan Chuang spoke extremely fast-

Zhang Ying!

Crane Fist Trick - Helian Eagle Hand!

Teng Siqian!

Fujia boxing trick - eight cannon fists!

In a short period of time.

A duel between the two sides.

Yan Chuang anticipated the enemy's opportunity, and he fell at all, and talked about it all.

His tone became more and more excited, at the climax, Teng Siqian tore Zhang Yingying's hand with a cannon fist, Teng won and Zhang was defeated, and the dust settled!

Zhang Ying breathed a sigh of relief and lost again.

But!

However!

"Go down!"

"Noise!"

At the next moment when the two of them had won or lost, these two long-cherished enemies moved at the same time!

It's Yan Chuang!

Fist pointing at Yan Chuang!

They all shot at Yan Chuang together.

Zhang Ying wants to remove Yan Chuang from power!

Teng Siqian is disgusted with Yan Chuang's noise!

The two of them shot together-

Left Fist!

Right Helian!

Caught off guard, the two join forces!

"Master Yan!"

"The boat is capsizing!"

……

"Hahaha!"

"Let him be mad!"

Under Yan Chuang's explanation, Han Yerou watched Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying fight and gained a lot. Then, immediately after, before she could fully digest it, she saw that these two fiery rivals who were still fighting were actually joining forces tacitly at this time to fight Yan Chuang at the same time.

Han Yerou was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed, gloating.

That's right!

As an audience, she was offstage, watching the fight above, listening to Yan Chuang's explanation, and learning things, which was really enjoyable.

However, empathy, if she were Zhang Ying or Teng Siqian, she was pointed at and listened to chatter, and the originally fair competition was interfered with, she was not happy in her heart!

"What a gentleman who is silent when watching chess!"

Yan Chuang's move is not a gentleman!

You deserve to be beaten!

"There's a good show!"

While gloating, Han Yerou was also curious: "Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying are both masters, with two enemies and one, can Yan Chuang beat them?" ”

Shen Mei was also worried.

In terms of strength, so far, Yan Chuang has been invincible, as soon as the 'Shadowless Feet' came out, whether it was Li Jianhua or Xiang Yue, they were all opponents, and they were far from the limits of Yan Chuang.

But now!

After all, it was two masters like Li Jianhua and two Xiang Yue who besieged it.

Yan Chuang –

Will he be able to handle it?

……

"Two!"

Of course, Yan Chuang didn't want to deal with it.

In a fight between Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying, Yan Chuang had already earned enough benefits, and there was no need to fight again to expose more of his details.

But.

Irritable and irritable Zhang Ying!

Unhappy and angry Teng Siqian!

The anger of the two of them was hard to dissipate, and it was really not good to be annoyed by Yan Chuang just now, so they had to take a bad breath at this time.

Thereupon.

Two former opponents, joining forces at this time, actually cooperated very tacitly-

Fu Jia Boxing!

Crane punch!

You advance and I retreat!

You retreat and I advance!

You're on the plate!

I'll take the plate!

Upper, middle and lower!

Left, center, right!

Attacking from six directions, Rao is Yan Chuang, under such a siege, he can only passively parry and keep retreating-

Retreat, retreat!

Retreat and retreat!

It's on the edge of the ring in the blink of an eye!

"Can't go back!"

"Stand back!"

Yan Chuang was alert.

Although he was beaten by two, Yan Chuang had an indomitable heart, and he wanted to take the 'Grandmaster Road'-

One is fine!

Either two!

It's hard to get him down!

He's leaving!

Still going!

Keep going!

"Go down!"

Zhang Ying's fist turned into eagle claws, his eyes were ruthless, Yan Chuang taught him, crane fist, one poison, two ruthless, three fast, he learned!

"Well learned!"

"It's a pity, can you catch me?"

Yan Chuang's luck twisted his body, Zhang Ying's eagle claws had clearly grabbed his arm, but in the next moment, it was like grabbing a loach, on Yan Chuang's arm, layers of strength trembled, he lived like a loach, as soon as he slipped away, he was obliquely attached to the edge of the ring like oil on the soles of his feet, and he strangely bypassed Zhang Ying on the right and went around behind Zhang Ying and Teng Siqian.

Everyone saw that Zhang Ying and Teng Siqian joined forces to besiege Yan Chuang, and seeing that Yan Chuang had been forced to the edge of the ring, Zhang Ying was about to arrest Yan Chuang from the ring with a hawk claw.

But.

The next moment.

Yan Chuang was like a loach, like in the water, like in the mud, with an extremely dexterous swing, he got rid of Zhang Ying's offensive, got rid of Zhang Ying and Teng Siqian's siege, and finally found the opportunity.

Everyone had a premonition, and they all stared—

"It's coming!"

"It's coming!"

"Master Yan, Shadowless Feet!"

Everyone shouted 'Shadowless Feet'!

Sure enough!

I saw Yan Chuang throw off the clothes in front of him, his feet rubbed on the ground, and he burst into a shout-

"Guangling Shadowless Feet!!"

Boost qi with sound, and urge with qi.

Yan Chuang rose from the ground with a bang, and between his legs, he really disappeared without a trace!

Bang bang bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

Fist and kick collision! Clash of power!

Yan Chuang took the lead, he was in the air, his feet were fast and shadowless, Zhang Ying and Teng Siqian could only passively parry, but the strength contained in his fists and feet was all kicked away by Yan Chuang's 'shadowless feet'-

Sink!

Heavy!

Compared with 'fast', the 'heaviness' of 'Shadowless Feet' made the two of them even more frightened and made them even more difficult to parry.

Bang bang bang!

Kick without a shadow!

A burst of attack!

The two of them are difficult to solve-

Bang!

Bang!

One after the other, almost at the same time, Yan Chuang kicked the center door and kicked out of the ring!

"Guangling has no shadow feet!"

"One more kick!"

Shadowless feet!

It's invincible!

……

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