A group of officials followed behind the thin bamboo pole and the bald head, and after a while, the deacon who was headed by the rank stopped in front of a huge iron door, waved his hand, and two other deacons who were obviously a little lower than him stepped forward and opened the iron door.

There was a lot of talk about the excitement, and it seemed that they had never noticed that there was such a large courtyard here.

The iron door seemed to have not been opened for a long time, and the creaking sound at the joints of the door was very sluggish.

The first thing that catches your eye inside the door is a stone wall with four large characters carved on it - Shouzhi Arena

The crowd streamed around the stone wall, Hao Ren escorted Chen Cheng and walked in front, and after seeing the layout of the courtyard, everyone gasped.

The courtyard looks like a bungalow on the outside, but inside it is different. Digging nearly fifteen meters down in the center, an inverted funnel-shaped space was dug out in the courtyard, and the area became larger the further down the area, and at the bottom of the ring could see a circular ring with a diameter of twenty meters, surrounded by three layers of stands on both sides of the ring, and the number of places to see was enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

Hao Ren and Chen Cheng came to the bottom of the spiraling stone steps, and found a random seat and sat down.

After everyone was seated, the three rank deacons led to the sidelines with thin bamboo poles and bald heads. The deacon who was at the head of the rank opened his mouth, and although his voice was not loud, everyone felt as if the man was whispering beside him.

"Our deacon is here to mediate between these two people, and after the two sign the fight, they will come to the stage to compete, and they can only divide the superior and not allow the death hand, and the matter will be settled after the fight. Bear witness from the stands, if these two people break the rules, we will deal with them separately. I wonder if you two heard clearly?"

The deacon turned his head to look at the two of them, the thin bamboo pole was already nodding like pounding garlic, but the bald head glared at the thin bamboo pole before nodding,

"Okay, you two sign on top of this bucket. The deacon took out the scroll from nowhere and handed it to the two of them.

After signing the papers, the two stepped into the ring, each occupying one side and standing still. Looking at the three rank-keeping deacons, standing on the edge of the ring in a three-talent position, and inserting the scabbard behind their backs in front of them, they saw a light curtain rising from the edge of the ring, covering the entire ring.

"Zhang Mo and Liu Yu, let's start!" the three rank-keeping deacons spoke at the same time, and there was an instant change in the ring.

The bald man named Zhang Mo was already able to speak at this time, and roared loudly: "Liu Yu will die!"

Before the words fell, I saw the gravel splashing where Zhang Mo was originally standing, and the hard ground in the ring was actually smashed by his kicking action. This ink rushed towards the thin bamboo pole Liu Yu with the strength of Wan Jun, and his already strong right arm actually grew in a circle faintly.

Hao Yun, who was watching the play on the side, thought for a moment that he had made a mistake, and the ink was like a white crane and went towards Liu Yuzha. The swinging right arm is like a crane's neck, and the right fist is like a white crane's long sharp beak.

Looking at Liu Yu again, he seemed to be frightened by Zhang Mo's mighty momentum, and he didn't hide or dodge in place.

Everything around seemed to slow down, and some of the people in the stands had their mouths grown, and some covered their eyes in fear, as if they had seen the picture of the thin bamboo pole being knocked away by a punch.

However, nothing could stop Zhang Mo's amazing punch.

In the next second, Zhang Mo's fist as big as a casserole was firmly imprinted on Liu Yu's chest.

"Bang!" the imaginary sound of an iron fist entering the flesh did not come out, but instead there was a sound as if a bronze bell had been struck.

Liu Yu didn't fly out, but his white robe was blown by Zhang Mo's fist wind.

Zhang Mo didn't expect that his punch would not make an inch, and looked at this man who ate his punch but didn't retreat in disbelief.

This Liu Yu didn't want to argue with this bald head who only had muscles and no brains, but this bald head was too stubborn. At this time, Liu Yu's temper also came up, and he glared at Zhang Mo fiercely. The eyes of the two collided, only to hear Liu Yu snort coldly and say, "Zhang Mo, have you not eaten?

Zhang Mo couldn't bear this kind of insult, withdrew his right fist, roared angrily, and then made a starting gesture.

Boom! I saw that Zhang Mo's feet were rooted in the ring.

Seeing that this opponent was lucky again, Liu Yu didn't dare to slack off, his hands clenched into fists, and a layer of copper-colored vitality appeared on the surface of his clothes, and the whole person was like a bronze bell!

Zhang Mo roared angrily and swung out his left fist.

"Bang!"

This punch seemed to hit Liu Yu's left chest, but in fact, all the strength of this punch was dissolved by the bronze vitality on Liu Yu's body surface.

With a punch, Zhang Mo did not hesitate any longer, but quickly withdrew his hand and hit a right punch.

"Bang!"

Another punch

"Bang!"

Punch after punch, Zhang Mo shot faster and faster, and in the end, he could no longer hear the discussion of the spectators, only the continuous sound of bells.

"Bang bang bang bang ....................."

Bursts of deafening sound waves spread from the ring in all directions, but as soon as it touched the shield at the edge of the ring, the sound wave was weakened, and finally it reached the stands.

In an instant, Zhang Mo had already thrown a hundred punches, and Liu Yu still didn't move. So in between punches, Zhang Mo began to make provocative remarks: "Will you only be beaten as a turtle king standing up? If there is a kind of punch, you will punch? Are you very ashamed of the matter of the flower fairy, so you dare not fight back?" After speaking, Zhang Mo's punch speed was actually three points faster.

Hao Yun on the side was amazed, not only sighed at the sharpness of this bald fist, but also secretly praised this Liu Yu in his heart for really resisting the beating. Otherwise, a punch will be put away, how boring.

Besides, in the middle of the field, it can be seen that Liu Yu is no longer the relaxed freehand he was at the beginning, his face is flushed, and he doesn't know whether his body is swollen or full of vitality, but he actually supports the original wide clothes tightly.

This Zhang Mo's punch speed at this time is already his own limit, he knows that he must not take the initiative to stop now, otherwise the vitality in his chest will be broken, and he will definitely lose. This Liu Yu must shoot back, so that he can have a chance to ventilate.

"It's coming!" Zhang Mo keenly caught the signal that Liu Yu was about to punch, and this left fist was deliberately half a beat slower.

Liu Yu took Zhang Mo's hundreds of punches, and it was already the end of the crossbow, if he didn't fight back, he would be defeated by Zhang Mo immediately.

So, when Liu Yu saw that Zhang Mo's left fist was about to come out, he punched it away, and then ravaged his body with an arrow step and slammed it on Zhang Mo's chest.

Zhang Mo ate Liu Yu's two cannon punches firmly, took advantage of his strength to retreat three meters, suppressed the surging qi and blood in his chest, and forcibly changed his vitality.

Without Zhang Mo's suppression, Liu Yu only felt relieved, and said loudly: "Bald head, it's time for me!" Without waiting for Zhang Mo to react, Liu Yu also kicked the ground violently, and came to the opponent's body in an instant.

At this time, the situation in the field has been completely reversed, the originally fierce Zhang Mo fought and retreated at this time, but Liu Yu became more and more fierce.

"Say I'm only going to be beaten?, are you just going to dodge?" Liu Yu smashed a big hole in the ring with a punch, and Zhang Mo narrowly dodged it.

The two have unknowingly fought to the edge of the ring, and according to the provisions of the fighting contract, anyone who comes out of the ring must admit defeat. Liu Yu took a big step closer to Zhang Mo, and he was sure that Zhang Mo couldn't dodge this punch.

The right fist wrapped in red bronze vitality approached Zhang Mo inch by inch, and Liu Yu yelled: "Give me down!"

In the next second, everyone exclaimed, because an incredible thing happened, Liu Yu's fist passed through Zhang Mo's body without hindrance, and in front of Liu Yu was just an afterimage of Zhang Mo. And the real Zhang Mo, I don't know when he escaped everyone's gaze, appeared not far behind Liu Yu.

Zhang Mo touched his bald head, changed his impulsiveness, and said calmly: "Although the spirit crane technique I have cultivated is very powerful, it emphasizes the unpredictability of agility. I was carried away by anger just now, and it was really unwise to have a hard time with you, who repaired the glass clock. Now, as long as you can touch me, this fight will be even if I lose!"

"What are you kidding?" Liu Yu said, but his body was not ambiguous at all, and he rushed straight towards Zhang Mo.

"Crane Shadow!" Zhang Mo pinched his hand on the spot, and the Yuan Force in his body gathered to his feet. In an instant, no less than ten Zhang Mo figures appeared on this ring.

Liu Yu opened his bow left and right, and kept punching Zhang Mo around him, not only did his fist fall in the air, which was extremely uncomfortable, but he hit Zhang Mo several times in a row.

Hao Yun on the side was already dumbfounded, if he could still imagine the previous fight in his mind, then at this time, Zhang Mo's monk exercises were enough to subvert all of Hao Yun's cognition, in Hao Yun's opinion, even the flying of the sword was not as shocking as the scene in front of him.

Liu Yu was in a predicament, he kept punching, and the copper-colored vitality that was originally evenly distributed around his body had become sparse, and there were several places that could no longer play a protective role.

"Let's end it!" when Zhang Mo appeared behind Liu Yu again, ready to punch him in the waist. Suddenly, Zhang Mo felt a great threat! Without hesitation, Zhang Mo chose to stay away from it as soon as possible, and there were twelve Zhang Mo figures in the ring at the same time.

"Do you think I can't do anything about it?" At this moment, Liu Yu's eyes were red, and there was constantly copper vitality pouring out of his body, and he was going to give it a go.

The rich red bronze vitality gathered around Liu Yu's body into a huge bronze bell like a substance, Liu Yu roared angrily, and hit his chest with both fists at the same time, only to hear a bell ringing like thunder, the sound wave brought by this bell instantly covered the entire ring, where the sound wave passed, all of Zhang Mo's figures disappeared like ice and snow melting, leaving only his true body!

Liu Yu moved, and he rushed towards Zhang Mo with the only remaining copper vitality on his right hand and feet. And when Zhang Mo didn't pay attention, he threw a cyan spirit rune at his feet.

When Zhang Mo reacted and wanted to dodge again, he only felt as if he was sucked by something under his feet. Looking down, Zhang Mo was shocked, and a small piece of the ring under his feet suddenly turned into a mud pit, making him unable to move.

Looking at Liu Yu's fists getting closer and closer, Zhang Mo instinctively closed his eyes and put his hands in front of his chest.