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"Humph!"

The general snorted coldly and instantly threw another punch, silently, but the air was violently shaken

"Smack!"

The old Taoist priest also swung out a palm, lightly blocking the general's punch.

There was no extra strength at all, not even the slightest flutter of clothes.

The two of them are simple and unpretentious in every move, the only difference is that the general's every punch is murderous, while the old Taoist priest is full of Tai Chi artistic conception and is not shocked!

"Amitabha!"

The long-eyebrow old monk next to him said Buddha words, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and the monk's robes were bulging, and the scorching breath hit the surroundings.

"Great Arhat Fist!"

As soon as his figure flashed, he joined the battlefield, waved his fists, and began to attack the general at the same time as the old Taoist priest.

"Happy!

The red light in the general's eyes grew, and there seemed to be a smell of blood coming from his murderous body.

"Eight Floating Massacre!"

Both hands clenched into fists, arms and chests turned, like a grinding plate, and the air in the middle seemed to be grinded!

The air is distorted as if it were solid, almost visible to the naked eye!

"This guy is going to be serious!"

The old Taoist priest was startled and spoke

"Why bother!"

The same hands into fists, seemingly soft and weak, ordinary, together with the old monk, one left and one right slowly pushed the general's fists

"Bang!"

The air explodes!

At the same time, the three of them flew back lightly in three directions,

"Enough! Luan Qisheng, stop, if you continue to fight, there will be a big movement!"

The old Taoist priest said to Luan Qisheng, who was wearing a military uniform

"Amitabha, today we are only here for the younger generations, not to share anger with you, you and I are both the same strength, not much different, but you are better at killing methods, why bother?"

The old monk with long eyebrows folded his hands and said lightly

"What's the matter? Rest assured, I've seen all your juniors, and I can't die!"

As if the anger had been calmed down, Luan Qisheng said in a flat tone

Lian Luan Qisheng's fighting spirit subsided, and the fat old Taoist priest and the old monk with long eyebrows also calmed down their strength and blood at the same time.

The atmosphere between the several people has also become a little harmonious,

"This time, the young generation has the qualifications to break through the dark energy and reach the genius of the transformation energy, there are indeed more than the previous generation!"

The old monk said

"Since you're so confident, you should also have some candidate information, right?"

The fat-faced old Taoist priest stroked his chin and said to Luan Qisheng

Luan Qisheng said lightly

"Why, take my words, hum! There are indeed a few geniuses this time, and the most brilliant of them should be Wang Changsheng of your Wudang faction, eighteen-year-old tiger and leopard Lei Yin, the peak of dark energy, don't tell me, you don't know, otherwise what are you doing!"

"Hehe! Where is it! The young man is not sensible, and he still needs to hone and hone his temper!"

The fat-faced old Taoist priest said with a smile

"And your Shaolin faction's Huineng, you have reached this realm at a young age, and your Shaolin faction has also put a lot of effort into it, what's the matter? Are you ready to inherit the mantle?"

"Amitabha! The poor monk waited hard for a Jiazi, only to wait for a barely qualified junior, the ancient golden bell jar is difficult, too difficult to practice, even if there is the Yijin Sutra, the marrow washing Sutra is assisted, it is still a step behind!"

Saying that, the old monk had a bitter brow, and his hands were clasped together and he was silent.

"You're getting old!"

Luan Qisheng's face softened and sighed lightly!

"Turning energy is already the limit of kung fu, the limit of the human body, and we can't stay up for long!

"Okay, it's such a big person, it's been living for so long, haven't you seen it yet? There seems to be movement below, it's been a long time since it's been so lively, let's go and see!"

The fat-faced old Taoist priest hurriedly said, interrupting Luan Qisheng's emotion!

"Hmph, if it weren't for the sake of you two old hangers, I would have made it more difficult for them a long time ago. ”

Luan Qisheng snorted

On the occasion of the tacit compromise of the three parties!

"Let's go! The third group should also arrive. ”

After speaking, Luan Qisheng turned around and walked to the back, and the fat-faced old Taoist priest and the long-eyebrow old monk also followed.

............

In the underground arena, Wang Changsheng sat down lightly

"Wang Changsheng, why are you so impulsive?

When Ma Xinyi saw Wang Changsheng, she immediately whispered

"Who let them mess with you, look at what you were scared just now, who is not angry!"

Wang Changsheng smiled and rubbed Ma Xinyi's bag twice with his hand,

"Don't make a fuss! There are so many people, and I don't have as much food as you think, okay, I'm also half-step dark!

Ma Xinyi snorted arrogantly, but did not interrupt Wang Changsheng's movements, and her heart was also full of joy.

"That's it!

Changsheng, I see that your kung fu moves have a lot of shadows of boxing techniques, and you have already mastered them all! And what is the matter with your last fist intent?"

Zhihe, on the other side of Wang Changsheng, asked

And the surrounding Chen Tanyun, Ma Xinru, Li Heng, Zhou Tong and others also raised their ears when they heard Zhihe's question, ready to listen to Wang Changsheng's explanation

It's terrifying! Ba Liming's fist intent can be said to be at the peak of the dragon snake, and Wang Changsheng has not easily used it in front of outsiders.

This kind of fist intent that dares to change the sun and the moon into a new sky is not what Wang Changsheng, who usually has a Taoist temperament, can use, it is too contradictory, too weird, and too incomprehensible.

Although he was curious, he couldn't open his mouth After all, he could probe other people's fist intent at will, which was a taboo in martial arts, and only Zhihe, the master of Wang Changsheng's preaching and teaching, could ask so casually.

Jing Chengbin said loudly with a smile

"This is the blood, how can the younger generation not have momentum! Rest assured, since you have come here, you are the elite of the elite who have come out of the billions of people, the essence of the martial arts, how can the opponent arranged for you be too bad!"

"This is the alternation of the old and the new, the change of times, then, there are your opponents!

"Tread, tread, stride!"

From another passage behind Jing Chengbin, there was a sound of footsteps.

A group of people are of different shapes, but their temperament is fully revealed, and they are either bare-handed, with thick fist cocoons covering their palms, or holding weapons on their backs.

"Han-senpai!"

Wang Changsheng could see at a glance a middle-aged man with a dark red complexion and short hair like a pinprick, with thick joints on his hands, and thick black fist calluses covering his hands, like the thick roots of an old tree.

It is a great master of Hong Kong's dark strength who has studied with Wang Changsheng, Han Jianglong

Han Jianglong also saw Wang Changsheng, nodded to Wang Changsheng with a smile, and said nothing.

“......... And my dad,"

Li Heng also said sullenly on the side

Wang Changsheng also followed Li Heng's gaze, it was in the Li Martial Arts Hall in Guangzhou that he had studied with Wang Changsheng, Li Shiwen, a master of ancient Baji Boxing.

"This ............!"

Wang Changsheng, Li Heng, Huineng, and Zhou Tong were also secretly speechless, because some of them were masters who had learned by themselves, and most of the other young people had secretly frowned in their lives.

Because they also saw their familiar people in it, they secretly didn't like it in their hearts, whether it was their own elders or their subordinates, whether it was necessary to do this, it was too cruel.

Nearly 100 middle-aged boxers also walked in one after another, sitting in the audience behind Jing Chengbin.

"I should have gone over too!"

Shiwa looked at the audience seat opposite, with a bitterness in his eyes, and his left arm clenched his right arm that was hanging down.

"Ahh

Chen Tanyun sighed and patted Zhihe's shoulder,

"Don't think about it so much, you have lit up your inheritance, Changsheng will not let you down, the younger generation is already the top. ”

"Yes, master, don't think about it. ”

Wang Changsheng also comforted

Below, in the ring, Jing Chengbin

"And your opponent today is their ........."

Jing Chengbin hasn't finished speaking

"The tournament system has changed, and it is no longer limited to the arena!"

A voice with iron blood interrupted Jing Chengbin's words and reached everyone's ears

"Who?"

"Sound in your ears?"

"Didn't find the direction of the sound!"

"Master, very terrifying master!"

"Teng!"

Most of the people in the arena audience were startled by the sound, and with a loud sound, they stood up in unison, looking left and right, their eyes full of horror.

And only a small number of people, as well as those middle-aged boxers who were invited, were much calmer.

"Giggles, interesting, so interesting, I didn't expect that there would be such an unfathomable master, the real person behind the scenes, would appear?"

The man in red squinted his peach blossom eyes and giggled

"Shen Tulan, don't be weird all day long, ruin the atmosphere!"

A voice interrupted the laughter of the man in red, Shen Tulan

"Hmph! Li Zebo doesn't speak, no one treats you as a fool, be careful and you won't be able to get out of this arena for a while!"

Shen Tulan snorted coldly and said in one direction

Wang Changsheng turned his head and saw that it was Li Yunda's grandson, Li Zebo, whom he had seen in his early years.

"I didn't expect him to come!

Indeed, there are hundreds of people in the younger generation, and there are not a few people who have had a relationship with Wang Changsheng.

"Humph!"

With a slight unhappiness, the iron-blooded voice snorted coldly.

Shen Tulan and Li Zebo both turned pale, and the cold snort that appeared in their ears in their brains was a little dizzy from shock, and then they didn't dare to speak anymore with palpitations, and sat down obediently.

When the others saw the strength of the people behind the scenes, they all obediently sat down and listened to the next words.

"Three days, no restriction on location, give you three days to compete and fight at will in this city, but don't go too far, disturb ordinary people, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The cold, iron-blooded, murderous voice surrounded everyone's ears, making everyone's hairs explode.

"Don't think that when you reach the dark power, you don't know the height of the sky, kung fu is the kung fu of killing, no matter how high your realm is, you can't beat others, it's useless!"

"Humph!"

The iron-blooded voice suddenly snorted coldly, and then continued

"You can surrender! You can admit defeat! You can't make a death move to those who admit defeat, but you can't avoid the battle, and after three days, those who don't defeat an opponent will also be automatically eliminated!"

"Jing Chengbin, I'll leave it to you below!"

After saying this, the voice that made everyone feel oppressed disappeared.

Interesting!

The eyes of all the masters present were glowing with cold light!