"I challenge you, you shouldn't have to spend 10 billion, right?"

As Dongfang Zhanlong spoke, his fists were like hammers, smashing into Tang Fan's ears from both sides.

Tang Fan hurriedly retreated, only to feel that two heat waves were blowing through his ears, if he hadn't had the Panshan Sutra Protector, even if he wasn't hit, he would have been injured by Gang Qi.

"Big brother, you ......"

Tang Fan didn't understand why the Eastern War Dragon made a move on him.

"You kid, do you know how to hide?"

Dongfang Zhanlong shouted, withdrew his fists, raised a kick, and went straight to Tang Fan's chest.

Gang Qi is released, this kick has the potential of a tiger going down the mountain, if it is kicked, ordinary people will definitely be kicked to death.

The Eastern War Dragon's shot is a killing move, without any reservations.

Tang Fan was also aroused, he secretly lucked the Panshan Sutra, and wanted to resist his kick.

"Bang!"

The two of them were shocked one after another, Tang Fan only felt a numbness in his chest, and the peak blow of the Martial Emperor Realm was really strong!

As a Martial Emperor Realm, Dongfang Zhan Long has already reached the level of an Ancient Martial Grandmaster. In terms of melee combat alone, below the Yuan Infant of the Xiuzhen Realm, he is definitely not an opponent.

"Big brother, what are you going to do!"

Tang Fan asked puzzled.

"Tang Fan, if you don't use the Immortal Gate Divine Power Spell, do you dare to fight me?"

Dongfang Zhanlong looked excited, he is a good martial artist, and it is rare to meet opponents in ordinary times, but now he saw that Tang Fan was okay after being kicked, and he was in a big fight.

"In that case, I'll have a good time with you!"

Tang Fan had already vaguely guessed the purpose of the Eastern War Dragon, and put on a posture, preparing to use the fist technique of the Eight Poles Gate to meet the enemy.

"I don't have 10 billion!"

Dongfang Zhanlong laughed loudly, and as he spoke, his legs stepped on him, and his body was like a cannonball out of the chamber, shooting straight towards Tang Fan.

"You see, this is the Tiangang Eight Immortal Fist that my Dongfang family has inherited for more than two hundred years, and it has never been passed on!"

The fist of the Eastern War Dragon was infinitely enlarged in front of Tang Fan, covering the sky and the sun, and attacked directly towards his front door.

When Tang Fan heard Dongfang Zhanlong's words, he was even more convinced of his guess.

He met his opponent with one fist and slammed his other hand into the lower abdomen.

"Your fist is too simple!"

Dongfang War Dragon's body shrunk and bowed back, causing Tang Fan's fist to hit the air.

Then, his body bounced back like a spring, and his fists took advantage of the momentum, and as soon as he went up and down, the fist wind completely enveloped Tang Fan.

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

Although Tang Fan dodged his right fist, his ribs were swept by his left fist, and he let out a wail, and his body flew out upside down.

Although he has the Panshan Sutra, this rib is his life, and it is relatively fragile.

"What a fast punch!"

Tang Fan rubbed his ribs, and his bones were almost broken.

"In that punch just now, I only hit 50% of my speed and 60% of my strength!"

The Eastern War Dragon fell to the ground with an indifferent expression.

Tang Fan nodded silently, he understood that the Eastern War Dragon was not ridiculing him, but telling him the gap between him and the Martial Emperor Realm.

"Come on, look at my speed!"

Tang Fan kicked the ground with both feet, and combined the whirlwind twelve styles he had learned from with the Qiankun step, and displayed it.

His body turned into a piece of afterimage, and he instantly kicked in front of the Eastern War Dragon.

But the Eastern War Dragon didn't raise his head at all, and as soon as his right arm was raised, he blocked his flying feet.

"You...... Can you see my feet? ”

Tang Fan was stunned for a moment, at this extreme speed, it stands to reason that Dongfang War Dragon couldn't see him kick.

"I can't see it!"

"But you ......"

"Brother, I knew that your eyesight was amazing, and this might help you cultivate, but when it comes to fighting, your good eyesight is precisely your weakness!"

"My weakness?"

Tang Fan stopped attacking, stood in front of the Eastern War Dragon and asked.

"Spiritual cultivation is the cultivation of the spirit, relying on the heart to perceive the Dao, not to see with the eyes. Gu Wu is not, by the time you see the opponent's attack with your eyes, it will be too late. If you want to be stronger, you have to ignore your eyes, make judgments in advance, and strike first, got it? ”

"Ignore the ...... of your eyes"

"Remember one sentence, what you see is already happening, no matter how fast you are, you can't stop what has happened......"

Before Dongfang Zhanlong's words fell, his feet had already arrived, and he kicked Tang Fan in the chest.

"Ahh

Tang Fan's body flew out upside down, not angry at his sneak attack, but asked excitedly, "Is this your full strength?" ”

"Seventy percent only!"

"Come again!"

Tang Fan ignored the pain on his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed again.

"It's not that you're not fast enough, it's that I predicted your punch ......"

Every punch and kick Tang Fan threw could be accurately intercepted by the Eastern War Dragon.

"Bang ......"

Tang Fan almost beat all the ancient martial arts moves he knew, but he didn't hit the key point of the Eastern War Dragon.

It's just that because of his physical strength, under such a block, the limbs of the Eastern War Dragon are in pain.

"Your kid's body is really hard, it's time for me to attack! This is my improved Tiangang Eight Immortal Fist, which incorporates my lifelong perception of martial arts! ”

The Eastern War Dragon roared loudly and displayed his martial arts without any reservations.

"Ahh

"Oops!"

At first, Tang Fan screamed constantly, if it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been injured a long time ago.

But gradually, when Tang Fan used the purple pupil divine eye to memorize all the opponent's fist techniques in his heart, and became familiar with the way his internal force was triggered, the speed of dodging was also faster.

Then, he was able to land a few punches in response. Until the end, Tang Fan simply displayed the Tiangang Eight Immortal Fist and fought against the Eastern War Dragon.

In order to let Tang Fan see clearly, Dongfang Zhanlong repeated this set of boxing techniques over and over again.

The two went back and forth until they fought for hundreds of rounds before they finally gave up.

At this time, both of them had blue noses and swollen faces, but they looked at each other and smiled.

"Big brother!"

"Haha......"

The two hugged each other happily.

"Big brother, thank you for passing on the merits!"

Tang Fan said movingly, he now understands that Dongfang Zhanlong must have come to train him after hearing about the challenge book of the Eight Pole Gate.

Dongfang Zhanlong knew that Tang Fan's ancient martial arts moves were mixed and simple, and he had not studied them systematically, so he did not hesitate to pass on the family's secret Tiangang Eight Immortal Fist to him.

"I didn't pass it on to you, you learned it yourself!"

Dongfang Zhanlong laughed, the Dongfang family has family rules, and this set of exercises cannot be passed on to outsiders.

Tang Fan nodded and said, "On the premise that I don't use the Immortal Gate Spell, I am still not your opponent." ”

Dongfang Zhanlong said: "Ancient martial arts are easy to get started, but difficult to go out, unlike your practice, as long as you learn a spell, you can walk the world!" ”

Tang Fan asked, "Big brother, Leng Yijian, the master of the Eight Extremes Gate Law Enforcement Hall who challenged me, is said to have just been promoted to the Martial Emperor Realm, how does it compare to you?" ”

Dongfang Zhanlong said: "He is not my opponent, although I have just broken through the Martial Emperor, but if it weren't for the disability of my legs before, I would have broken through ten years ago, and my background is not comparable to him." What's more, if my Dongfang family wants to destroy the Eight Extremes Gate, why is it difficult! ”

Dongfang Zhanlong is definitely not talking big, force aside, with the influence of the Dongfang family in domestic political and military circles, it is too easy to destroy the Baji Gate.

Tang Fan nodded and said, "It seems that I was right to postpone the date of the competition. ”

"Brother, although I know that you have many means, you should not be underestimated. This competition is very important, and it is also an experience for you. If you can pass this level with only ancient martial arts, then you are recognized as the leader of the young generation, and you can go out of Jiangbei and face the whole country! ”

"That's what Big Brother said."

"In two days, Zhan Hu will also come over, and the two of us brothers will accompany you to practice!"

Referring to the Eastern War Tiger, Tang Fan couldn't help but think of the gambling contract with Ye Mingdao in the Nine Places, and asked: "It's been a long time since the last case, why is there no news about the Social Investigation Bureau?" ”

"Hey, I almost got a peach picked!"

Dongfang Zhanlong was so angry that he stomped his foot fiercely, looking helpless.