Following.

November 6.

Since the second day of the first lunar month, Yan Chuang, the 'shadowless foot', and the 'Golden Feather Cross Spear' Tu Tiannan fought in the ring, but was raided by Wu Qi, one of the ten men in Guangling, 'Wu Family Fist', and in the end, Yan Chuang held the 'red tassel gun', pierced Wu Qi's throat, and killed the ten guys.

That day, thrilling!

However, since that day, for three consecutive days, Yan Chuang did not come to the martial arts competition, including everyone in the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall.

Most people think that something may have happened in the middle.

This is also normal.

After all, Yan Chuang's 'counter-killing' only has ten seats in the inner elders of the Guangling Academy, although the Guangling Academy did not hold him responsible, but Yan Chuang was frightened and did not want to come out again, which is very reasonable.

But during the past three days, there was gossip from the Guangling Academy, saying that Yan Chuang was mad and gave a war letter to all the elites with names and surnames in the Guangling Academy, and he wanted to fight with them today.

The news spread outrageously-

Some said that Yan Chuang had dozens of people to fight and to solve them one by one in the ring.

Others said that Yan Chuang made an appointment to fight a hundred people, and he wanted to fight one against one hundred!

What's even more outrageous is that it is claimed that Yan Chuang is not challenging the disciples of the academy, but the ten men of Guangling and the many professors of the Guangling Academy.

In a word.

The more it spreads, the more outrageous it becomes.

There are many unbelievers.

There are more people who believe.

Ill hearings makes ill rehearsing.

In the end, it doesn't seem like words.

But no matter what kind of rumors, most of them say that they are today, and they are all the sixth day of the new year.

Someone deliberately squatted outside the door of the Iron Line Martial Arts Hall.

Early this morning.

The door of the martial arts hall opened.

Really.

Yan Chuang, who had been absent for three days, led the crowd out and went straight to the martial arts competition!

This time!

Sit down!

……

"Master Yan is out!"

"Master Yan! Master Yan! Are you really going to single-handedly fight the Ten guys today? ”

"The ten guys are all characters who have been famous for decades, and Master Yan will only challenge when he loses his mind and goes crazy, I guess it must be biased, what Master Yan wants to challenge should be the 'Ten Masters of Guangling'!"

"Pavilion Master Yan!"

"Tell us who you're going to hit today?"

……

Yan Chuang went out, and it was still a long way from the venue of the martial arts competition, and along the way, there were all kinds of martial arts people and all kinds of good deeds, they came to see and ask.

"Come on, come on!"

"Let it all go, thank you!"

"It's inconvenient to disclose!"

"If you want to know, go to the martial arts tournament, you will know it!"

"It's not ten!"

"Ten guys are seniors, and my master has always admired them."

Wei Quan stopped the idlers who wanted to rush up along the way, so that they would not interfere with the master.

He's idle today.

On that day, after Yan Chuang's 'Red Tassel Gun' showed its might, everyone was not at ease to hand over the 'Red Tassel Gun' to him for safekeeping, so he lost his identity as a 'Gun Boy', and the 'Red Tassel Gun' was changed to Yu Jinpeng to hold it, following Yan Chuang and Cheng Fengxiao, vaguely protected.

The three masters support together!

It's foolproof.

Wei Quan had nothing to do, he ran to stop people, acting as the spokesman for Yan Chuang and the Iron Line Martial Arts Hall, he was not stage frightened, and he would rehearse in advance, and he did a good job.

That's it.

All the way to the tournament.

……

And at this time.

The other end.

At the martial arts competition, the ring where Yan Chuang was stationed -

He Junjie brought wine to the stage, the first to respond, the first to arrive.

He glanced at the audience, looked at Teng Siqian, Li Jianhua, Xiang Yue, Meng Nan, and the elites of Guangling Academy, He Junjie took a sip of wine, and said: "Yan Chuang's tone is boundless, one person wants to single-handedly challenge the forty elites of my Guangling Academy, he wants to take the road of invincible grandmaster, I am willing to accompany him." In today's battle, I'm the first to go! ”

He Junjie, his voice is loud.

A large part of the audience was not sure if Yan Chuang was coming today, and if he came, who he was going to fight.

But at this time, after listening to He Junjie's words, these people knew -

"Yan Chuang is really coming!"

"Challenge the forty elites of Guangling Academy?"

"Ten masters, four immortals, five uniques, seven wonders, seven feelings, seven kills, just forty people!"

"Shhh

"Master Yan is crazy?"

When everyone heard this, they all felt that Yan Chuang was going crazy.

And at this time.

Offstage.

Xiang Yue touched his head, and Lang smiled: "Senior Brother He, count me in." I didn't have a good time with Master Yan that day, but today, let's learn a few tricks again! ”

Xiang Yue Fei went up.

There are already two people in the ring.

"Count me in!"

"I'm here too!"

As Xiang Yue moved, two more people jumped up, stepped on people's heads, and flew from a distance.

When I looked closely, someone recognized—

"Seven kills, 'high fist' Peng Tieshou!"

"Qimiao, 'Wensheng Fist' Su Jiangang!"

"Two more masters!"

"Four!"

"Master Yan beat Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying that day, I think it's a little difficult, and when I come today, the four elites, one by one, are not necessarily worse than Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying!"

"Master Yan, can you beat it?"

Seeing that the four of them came to power, each with their own prestige, some people were already looking forward to it, and some people were beginning to worry about Yan Chuang.

However, this is far from the end of the -

Bang bang bang!

"Guangling Academy, Zimen Boxing, Cao Xu!"

"Guangling Academy, silk fist, Yu Yan!"

Two more figures flew in.

Two elites have arrived.

The previous one, Seven Wonders.

The latter one, seven feelings.

The elite on the stage surged to six.

And that's not all—

Rumble!

Rumble!

"Teng Siqian!"

"Li Jianhua!"

"They're on it too!"

"These two people have fought with Master Yan, and they are both defeated, this time, with more fights and less, they vow to win back a city!"

"Oops!"

"Master Yan, it's a big deal!"

In the six-zhang square ring, the elite from Guangling Academy surged to eight people in a short period of time!

Eight Elites!

Eight masters!

Every single person who came out had a great record, but at this time, they gathered in the same ring, waiting for only one person, just waiting for Yan Chuang.

"Eight people!"

"Enough!"

"It's enough for Yan Chuang to drink a pot."

Meng Nan was offstage, motionless like a mountain, he looked at the woman beside him, and asked with a smile: "You hurried back from over there, not for Yan Chuang?" Don't want to go on stage and play a few tricks with him? ”

The woman's name is 'Tang Huaiyu', she practices 'Huanglongquan', known as 'Narcissus', and is one of the 'Four Immortals'.

Originally, she was not interested in the martial arts conference, and she was in the mountain and sea realm.

But over there, I heard that Guangling had a 'shadowless foot', which penetrated the Guangling Academy, and even killed one of the ten 'witch fists' Wu Qi.

Tang Huaiyu was curious and immediately rushed back.

In fact.

Like her, there are not a few top elites of Guangling Academy who have urgently returned from the mountain and sea realm in the past few days.

But returning does not mean that you have to fight Yan Chuang.

"Eight of them, that's enough."

Tang Huaiyu smiled.

The strength of the eight people on the stage, she is more or less clear, the eight people join forces, even she is not an opponent, Yan Chuang gave up the 'red tassel gun', what does he fight?

If you go up again, you will bully people!

"That's right."

"But I'm still looking forward to whether Yan Chuang can come up with something new this time and stick to a few more tricks in the ring."

Meng Nan thought of Yan Chuang-

Shadowless feet!

God is ever-changing!

Cheng's Liuhe gun!

And the 'Red Tassel Gun'!

This Yan Chuang, there are too many hole cards, and he likes to hide them, and he will never reveal them until the last moment.

Before the start of this battle, no one knew whether Yan Chuang still had unknown hole cards.

Even, considering Yan Chuang's temperament, past records, and battle situation, it can be said to be accurate that Yan Chuang must still have hidden hole cards, the only thing that is not clear is-

"How many hole cards does he have!"

"These hole cards, how strong are they!"

This is what Meng Nan is most interested in.

At the same time, it is also the curiosity of everyone present today, from the audience to the elite, from the master to the big guy, young and old.

Yan Chuang, as the protagonist, did not make people wait long.

Those eight had just come to power.

There was a riot on the periphery.

Someone shouted—

"Master Yan has arrived!"

Yan Chuang!

The Lord is coming!

……

Bang Bang Bang!

Yan Chuang couldn't wait for a long time, he was on the periphery, and he couldn't even wait for the onlookers to get out of the way, and as soon as he jumped in the air, he had already jumped onto the crowd, stomped on people's heads, crossed the sky, and went straight to the ring.

Bang!

In the corner of the ring, stand still.

"Master Yan!"

"What a handsome light skill!"

On the stage, Xiang Yue praised him.

"Yan Chuang, you fought with one enemy and two battles a few days ago. This time, there are eight of us, if you are too much, which one to refer to, which one, how much to stay, you decide! ”

"Don't make people think we're bullying you!"

He Junjie poured a big gulp of wine, threw the empty wine jar casually, snapped, and shattered.

The atmosphere on the field was suddenly tense.

Yan Chuang glanced at the eight people on the stage, and the eight of them were all stunned, starting with He Junjie, and hugged his fists and said-

"Guangling Academy, 'Drunken Immortal Fist' He Junjie."

"Guangling Academy, 'Fu Fist' Teng Siqian."

"Guangling Academy, 'Five Ancestors Heyang Fist' Xiang Yue."

"Guangling Academy, 'Flower Boxing' Li Jianhua."

"Guangling Academy, 'Wensheng Fist' Su Jiangang."

"Guangling Academy, 'Zimen Boxing' Cao Xu."

"Guangling Academy, 'High Fist' Peng Tieshou."

"Guangling Academy, 'Silk Fist' is in words."

There are different punches.

Looks are different.

The sounds vary.

Genders vary.

These eight people, the only thing they have in common, is the will to fight!

Eight Elites!

There were three people in it, Yan Chuang, who had fought a few days ago, and the other five were facing each other for the first time, but in the ring confrontation on the second day of junior high school, they had met each other and had familiar faces.

Hit when you come!

Yan Chuang didn't ink either, he also hugged his fists and said solemnly: "Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, Cheng Jiaquan, Yan Chuang!" ”

Every one is courteous.

He Junjie is the most unkind, his legs gossip, drunken and hazy, stumbling, swaying-

"Drunken Immortal Fist!"

"The shape is not drunk, the fist is not drunk!"

He Junjie rushed forward, his fist moves seemed chaotic, but they contained elusive changes.

"Drunken Immortal Fist."

"You can't!"

Yan Chuang moves like a tiger, like a tiger descending a mountain, the tiger's claws are cold, one grabs, two presses, three swings-

Laugh at!

He Junjie stepped forward like a whirlwind, and retreated like a frightened rabbit.

Just one looked at the face, and everyone saw that He Junjie had an extra claw mark on his chest, and his shirt was torn, and then three points were his heart!

This catch!

Can kill!

"Yan Chuang has left his hand!"

"He's stronger!"

Offstage, Meng Nan couldn't take his eyes off it, and when he saw Yan Chuang scare away He Junjie with one blow, he could see that Yan Chuang's 'tiger-shaped fist' attainments had been transformed into a realm that was incredible.

Side.

Tang Huaiyu saw Yan Chuang make a move for the first time, and she was also shocked on her face: "Senior Brother He is not his enemy?" ”

How is this possible!

He Junjie is the same name as her, both are the 'Four Immortals', the strength of the two is not much different, you chase me, and they have always been between the two of them.

But at this time.

On stage.

He Junjie was under Yan Chuang's hands, and he couldn't even make a move?

"Senior Brother He!"

"He can't be really drunk, right?"

Tang Huaiyu couldn't believe it.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

In the ring, including He Junjie, the eight elites were all the same, and they were all equally shocked.

Especially He Junjie.

Yan Chuang's claw was like a real tiger, and in an instant, he was about to take his life. He fought in person, of course, he could feel it, Yan Chuang's grasp was clearly reserved.

Otherwise, he would have been either dead or wounded.

"Thank you, Master Yan, for keeping your hand!"

He Junjie was so frightened that he woke up, and hurriedly thanked Yan Chuang.

Yan Chuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone, let's go up together." ”

He had tiger claws on both hands, and this was to hit these eight people with a 'tiger-shaped fist'.

"Watch out for his claws!"

He Junjie reminded, staggered, and fell to the ground-

Upside down monument!

Crash!

Oolong hinch!

This time, He Junjie learned to be obedient, avoided Yan Chuang's tiger claws, and launched an attack from the next plate.

"I'm going to take the plate!"

The loud shout is 'Silk Fist' Yu Yan, she is a woman, her fist is like silkworm spinning silk, soft and stained, distributed like a poisonous arrow off the string, the law is strong-

Plagiarism!

Ascend to the palm!

Tiger Claw Attack!

"No way!"

"Can't get entangled!"

Yu Yan showed her decline in three moves, and was almost disfigured by Yan Chuang's tiger claw, and she hurriedly retreated.

And in the next handicap.

Yan Chuang's feet moved at will, his legs were as fast as a whip, kicking, kicking, hooking, kicking, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping, and he easily broke He Junjie's 'oolong skein' cleanly-

Bang!

Kick him to the ground and fly back!

"Shhh

"What hard feet!"

He Junjie slapped the first hand and turned around to stabilize his shape, the drunkenness that had just brewed up, and the stinging pain from the piercing force attached to Yan Chuang's legs and feet, he wanted to be sober again.

This drunken fairy fist!

Unable to enter the state for a long time, He Junjie has a strength, at least thirty percent. He simply stepped aside and shouted to the audience: "Wine!" ”

He's going to drink to cheer up!

He Junjie retreated, but there were others on it.

"Drink!"

Low kicks, flat kicks, leg kicks, leg kicks, leg sweeps, leg wraps!

Intricate and tight!

This is the Fu family leg!

Teng Siqian is on.

She succeeded He Junjie, and when she came up, she showed the leg technique in 'Fu Boxing' to the fullest.

She's not alone.

Left.

Shake yourself up!

Skill is like a bow!

This is the 'Five Ancestors Heyang Fist', Xiang Yue's shot. His technique was long and short, and his strength was fierce, and he went straight to Yan Chuang's temples, ears, throat and other vital parts.

Right.

The shot is like a hundred flowers blooming.

Finger up and down, finger left and right.

This is 'Flower Boxing', and Li Jianhua also moved! The technique is like shuttling, the false situation is happy, the focus is angry, the situation is sad, and the door is happy!

More than three.

Behind you.

Some people are as energetic as spring thunder, crisp and neat, which makes people's backs cold.

This is the real elite of 'Zimen Boxing', Cao Xu, the head of the Zimen Boxing Club, he is ranked among the 'Seven Miao', and he is much stronger than Yan Chuang who fought a few Zimen Boxing in the ring a few days ago!

'Fu Fist' Teng Siqian.

'Five Ancestors Heyang Fist' Xiang Yue.

'Flower Boxing' Li Jianhua.

'Word Gate Boxing' Cao Xu.

Before and after, left and right!

Four-person flank!

One plus one plus one plus one!

The pressure is more than four!

Yan Chuang!

Can you handle it?

……

(End of chapter)