After the soul power is wrapped in it, it stretches into a thin layer of paper-like clothing as the fingers change, covering the entire upper and lower levels.

Only the sheepskin blanket below, if you look closely, you can still see that there is a person sitting on it.

But the more than 100 people outside are all excited, where can they find out?

"The foundation of this Meizu's soul spell is really mysterious, presumably this is a hidden technique, but at most it can deceive these ordinary people, not to mention those who say it and cultivate immortals, even if it is a person with stronger internal strength, with induction, he can't hide it. ”

He thought to himself in his heart, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at the yellow paparazzi who was about to explode in front of him.

"What? Now that two years have been wasted, do you still want to be wasted, and you still want to lose the face of my clan? When I was in the rivers and lakes, I also saw many people who were cheated and abduct......ed. ”

"No way! Master, he can't be such a charlatan!"

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, so I let him come out and fight me!

"This, this ....... ”

"Are you going to become a weak lamb too? Then you are not worthy to be a member of my steppe dog tribe, much less a son of the Hanao Sea!"

"I'm not a weak lamb!" the yellow paparazzi finally couldn't help but roar, his fists clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his neck were as thick as earthworms, "I want to be the king of the grassland!"

A loud roar shook everyone away.

The king of the steppe, is that what any steppe person dares to think and say?

Even if he is the son of the leader of the Inurong Clan, just because he is the son of the leader of the Inurong Clan, he can't even think about it.

"Cut!

"Haha....... ”

......

Bursts of laughter came from the crowd, causing him to shake slightly, as if he was about to faint and fall.

"Haha, King of the Prairie! Do you dare to say this? It's not good to follow me, you have to learn crazy with that man?"

Hulegan smiled up at the sky and looked at him with disdain.

On the grassland, martial arts are respected, even if the yellow paparazzi is the son of the leader, if he has no skills and is arrogant and crazy, he will naturally not be respected by anyone.

"Ahh

The yellow paparazzi was finally so enraged by his disdainful eyes that he couldn't control it, and before he could even pull his fist away, his feet kicked to the ground, and his whole body rose into the air, punching Hulegan who was still laughing at him on horseback.

Everyone's eyes widened, and before they could exclaim, they immediately froze, and watched Hu Legen gently raise his hand, then pinched the yellow paparazzi's right fist, and with a disdainful push from behind, the yellow paparazzi flew out of the distance and fell to the ground.

"There is no internal strength, the fist is unstable, it is only brute force, it is vulnerable, and you are still coming?Grim, you come and try the fist of the king of the grassland!"

Seeing the yellow paparazzi on the ground slam up, Hulegan took a deep breath, did not shout, and rushed towards him again.

Naturally, he felt bored and casually called out a person's name.

"Yes, haha, Xi Goulige, you were better than me two years ago, come and see it now!"

A figure sprang down from his horse, and in three steps and two steps rushed in front of Hulegen, his face showing a leaping look.

When the yellow paparazzi saw him in front of him, he didn't answer, clenched his fists hard, retracted his waist, and rushed towards him.

Grim is about the same height as him, but is noticeably much better at fighting than he is.

Seeing him rushing towards him, he didn't panic, his body sank slightly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on his shoulders.

When he saw his right shoulder shaking, he chuckled, swung his body backwards, and then slammed his right fist out.

The yellow paparazzi was angry at this time, where did he remember what boxing techniques, and he just wanted to quickly knock down the person in front of him.

And Grim was like an unpredictable prophet, and his right fist struck out out of thin air, but it was directly aimed at the right fist that came from behind the yellow paparazzi.

There was a muffled "bang", and everyone looked intently, only to see Grim's face flushed slightly, and he took two steps back, and then stabilized his form again.

But the yellow paparazzi "kicked and kicked" three steps back, slipped under his feet, and almost fell backwards to the ground.

Both of them struck this punch with brute force, but it was clear that Grim had a slight upper hand, but Hulegan was very dissatisfied and roared, "Where did you go?"

Grim seemed to wake up suddenly, his fists clenched, his feet forced, and he took the initiative to rush towards the yellow paparazzi.

Yi Heng looked at it coldly, and saw that Grim was shaped like the wind and had a fierce momentum, so he knew that he had a slight foundation for internal force.

And the panicked yellow paparazzi, where is the opponent?

It's just that this kind of competition is really difficult to make him interested, so when he saw this, he closed his eyes and pondered the hidden art by himself.

"Canglong out of the water!"

"Bang!"

"Look at the bottom of the elbow!"

"Bang!"

Two years is enough for two people with similar level strength to open up enough distance.

One often fights in actual combat, and the other only cares about practicing boxing.

And now everyone saw that the yellow paparazzi was knocked to the ground again and again, and he was punched in the right eye, and the purple and blue circle was very obvious.

I was punched in the nose, nosebleeds gushed out, and tears came out of my eyes.

"Haha, that's what you've learned in two years?" Grim shouted as he laughed maniacally.

The eyes of the crowd were wide in disbelief.

But then I felt excited, and we usually train together and don't think that the fight they practiced is anything powerful.

And now seeing this scene, I can't help but become confident.

This Grim is no more than eleven years old, and when he performs it, he has a good move, and he can knock the yellow paparazzi to the ground with a single move.

Wouldn't it be more powerful if they used it?

After the yellow paparazzi fell on the grass for the sixth time, three breaths passed, and he still did not get up.

Grim naturally did not fight to the death, his face was flushed at this time, he took a few steps forward, stood in front of him, and said condescendingly: "Xi Goolige, admit defeat! Just like I did back then!"

When the yellow paparazzi heard his voice, he didn't need to look up, he could imagine his smugness and sarcasm at this time, so his body crawling on the ground twisted slightly, but it seemed that he couldn't raise his head and couldn't support it.

"Haha, can't you get up, then bury your face, then be a weak lamb, just like your master, haha!"

"No....... ”

The yellow paparazzi roared violently, his hands stretched out and grabbed Grim's feet, and his torso flipped to the side.

Grim didn't guard against him at all, his feet were vigorously carried by his body, and his body hung in the air, and the whole person fell to the ground in an instant.

Everyone watched in amazement.

I saw that after Grim fell to the ground, he seemed to be out of proportion, flipped up, and threw himself at the yellow paparazzi next to him.

The two of them were like children, entangled with each other on the ground, constantly tumbling.

Sometimes the yellow paparazzi with a bloody face pressed against it, and sometimes it was flipped over by Grim, who gritted his teeth.

"Grim, pass on your wrestling skills, have you forgotten it so quickly?"

Hulegen's eyes were very light at this time

Slight.

Whether it is the boxing technique just now, or the rolling struggle on the ground now, it is enough to prove that in the past two years, the yellow paparazzi really haven't learned any fighting skills.

At this point, he seemed to feel that he was too cautious.

Consistent caution is naturally a good thing, but being too cautious can also make people think that he is timid and afraid.

If it was a year ago, no, if this person insisted on competing with him when he entered the tribe, then how could he let the yellow paparazzi be deceived by him for two years in vain?

Grim, who was still rolling on the ground, heard this, his eyes lit up, and his right hand grabbed the shoulder socket of the yellow paparazzi and clasped it hard.

The yellow paparazzi instantly felt semi-powerless, and then a strong force came, and the whole body flew uncontrollably towards the distance.

With a "snap", he fell heavily to the ground and couldn't stop sliding outward.

Grim took the opportunity to stand up and rushed towards the yellow paparazzi who had fallen to the ground.

......

After the tea, the yellow paparazzi finally couldn't get up again.

And Grim was still standing in front of him, but no matter how aggressive he was, he couldn't get him up.

Between the teas, the yellow paparazzi kept getting up like a mad dog, and their mouths were blurred and dry howling words that no one could understand, but they kept falling.

Hulegan scanned the open space where the tent had been lifted, and it was still empty.

His brows furrowed slightly.

The one-sided fight between the two children, he naturally didn't look at it, but if that person was on the side, if he really had the ability, why would he still lose so badly by the yellow paparazzi?

"Hmph, if you hide quickly this time, come, follow me, drive the horse and trample here!"

He roared on horseback, his right hand slamming into the sheepskin blanket in the clearing.

Grim sighed softly, spun around, ran towards the crowd, and flew onto his horse.

"Da Da ....... ”

The crowd was already bored, and when they heard him say this, they gently clamped the horse's belly, and when they dismounted, they gently raised their front hooves and prepared to run.

But it is well known to all that if such trampling still does not bring that person out, then there will be no more trouble to see now.

It's just that even the disciple Huang Paparazzi has been bullied like this, how can he show up now?

The yellow paparazzi were still crawling on the grass as if they were dead.

It's just from his slightly trembling body and the vague words that he doesn't know that he is not reconciled, nor will he be willing.

But at this time, it was painful and there was no extra strength.

Shaking his head slightly, Yi Heng sighed softly: "Sure enough, in the face of the enemy, it will not give you the opportunity to fight the Bagua Dragon Fist eight times first, so isn't this fist method useless?"

Others can't understand what the yellow paparazzi is howling, how can he not understand?

It's just that everyone didn't hear him clearly when he said "let me hit eight times first", but I don't know if the mouse will really let him hit eight times first after hearing it clearly?

In any case, he had no concern about the people who were about to drive their horses.

Even if there is no mana to use, even if the soul power is not used, with this, these seemingly tall horses are not much better than crashing into a wall.

It's just that in this way, they will discover their hidden arts, and they will have to take action.

"Drive ....... ”

The crowd didn't know who roared first, and the horses began to gallop, avoiding the yellow paparazzi on the grass, and he galloped inherently.

His eyes opened slightly, and the two rays of light flashed away, but no one could see them.

"Since I don't know what to do...... bad. ”