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The main altar is wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, with a high platform in the middle, if there is no clarification and recognition that day, perhaps, he will be buried here today, but for a moment, he is no longer his former self, and he can only hope that he will not transform. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

Shengnan sighed, life is really nothing more than a dream.

Feng Xiaoyin, Song Xian and Sheng Nan casually picked a place to sit down, and after a long time, many people came on both sides one after another, and the road was narrow, with the iron gall Lu family on the left and the Hunan Hua family on the right. The Hua family is quite polite, Jiang Han is still the same, Feng Xiaoyin secretly thought: This Jiang Han is different, not snobbish, but unfortunately, he has to go against Shengnan. Song Xian muttered in a low voice: "This world is really a little ......" Shengnan didn't care, and he didn't make a sound. Finally, Xu Yuan, Liu Wujin, Shi Zhongyong, Yi Maishan and others appeared in the highest position of the general altar, Yi Maishan is nearly half a hundred years old, and the vicissitudes of life on his face tell them that the fate of this group of teenagers, born for war, is actually old and pale.

As the second of the top 50 in the former martial arts, as a martial artist of the previous generation, Yi Maishan marked the peak of an era and finally passed to another generation, the first day of the competition, he was the first person to speak, but the audience because of the people coming and going, some noise, I can vaguely hear Yi Maishan explaining the role of this competition, the long talk to the end into the main topic, the field began to calm down, listen to him: "This conference is not a competition for fame and fortune, but an alliance. The fifty rankings decided by the conference will be the top fifty martial arts of the future generation, Yi hopes here that everyone will not repeat the mistakes of their predecessors, do not be tempted by the Jin people, and divide them, in this month or so, we will cultivate a new anti-Jin team to defeat the Jin people's assertion that 'the Song State has no talent', Yi hopes that the third generation after moving south can also follow one another and unanimously resist Jin!" Everyone was moved, and shouted in unison: "Unanimously resist Jin, unanimously resist Jin!"

Feng Xiaoyin finally listened to him, and said with a smile: "The Lord of the Yi Alliance is good at everything, but it is too long-winded, and he has been talking for a long time...... Sheng Nan smiled: "Whoever becomes the leader of the alliance may learn to be verbose." ”

Feng Xiaoyin nodded helplessly: "This time it is stipulated that only juniors can participate in the ranking, isn't it too miserable to be like Liu Wujin, say that he is old, his generation is the same as ours, say that he is young, he can be your father, Song Heng will call him Uncle Liu." Song Xian smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, there will be a chance in the future." Sheng Nan said: "Brother Liu doesn't value fame and fortune seriously, after all, he is already one of the seven leaders of the Short Knife Valley. ”

Xu Yuan stood up and spoke at this time, his deterrent power was obviously great, and the audience was immediately quiet, even Liu Wujin and Shi Zhongyong secretly admired it, knowing that Wulin was only promising because of him. Xu Yuan announced the rules of the competition: "In order not to cause a scuffle, we decided to decide a ranking every day as before, the first one person is the champion, and others compete in a challenging way, if you win, you will get that ranking, do you have any objection......s?"

Xu Yuan saw that everyone had no opinions, so he turned around and left: "Today's first place, the champion is tentatively set as the invincible opponent in the southeast among the nine points of the world - the son of the fierce wind and the force." Jinling was already very concerned, and at this moment he was so happy that he threw his eyes at Ye Wenzhao to show off, and Wenzhao was obviously very angry: "Why do you want to fix him?" Although her voice was low, it also reached Xu Yuan's ears, and Xu Yuan's face was embarrassed: "It's just tentative......"

Wen Xuan took Wen Zhao by the hand and waved her hand to signal her not to speak. Jin Ling covered his veil and held the sword for Li Fengxing: "Brother Tian, I'll accompany you up." Li Fengxing smiled and nodded: "You don't have to bring the sword first." ”

Jin Ling obediently put down the sword, and went to the stage with him, before he could stand up, there was a flip into the ring, it was Hua Binghong, the second disciple of Hua Fang, Hua Binghong was full of confidence as soon as he got into the ring: "In Xia Hunan Huajia Boxing, Hua Binghong is also, I have heard that Li Shaoxia's fingering palm is invincible in the entire southeast, I don't know if it is famous in Hunan?"

Li Fengxing smiled, and immediately slapped after saluting: "Then you have a good look!"

Jin Ling smiled and stepped back to watch, she has known this young boy who "turns stones into gold" and "vigorously and resolutely" in his fingering for more than ten years.

Hua Binghong punched neatly over, refusing to drag mud and water, and realized the internal and external tightness of Huajiaquan in the moves, with a long history, it is worthy of being the most proud kung fu of the Hua family, and there is a low-weight sonature in the wind, which makes people feel that the wind hurts.

But Li Fengxing also greeted him with one palm, and at the moment when Hua Binghong was unconscious, he suddenly cut off his offensive.

The palms of both sides won full applause for the battle of martial arts, and also recommended such a strong man to the rivers and lakes, only fifteen-year-old Li Fengxing, his palm, the moment of emergence, told everyone a profound fact, in this field, he is worthy of his name, every palm, for the Hua family fist scars.

Such a thunderous speed and strength made Hua Binghong collapse within twenty moves.

It also made a silence, and the power to go up to challenge was reduced, and Jinling smiled proudly, as if he had won the first place.

Song Heng saw that after Li Fengxing's first battle was victorious, he defeated several boys who thought too highly of themselves in a row, and no one dared to go up for a while, so he pondered for a while, and finally untied his sword.

Li Fengxing saw him in the ring, and smiled coldly: "It's you!" Qi Ming has been known for so long, probably because the geographical location is too close, Li Fengxing and Song Heng both seem to have a grudge with each other, and they are not welcome when they meet.

Song Heng snorted: "Li Gongzi, don't think that if you win a few people, you will win the world, let's go home and be your noble son, why bother to enter the rivers and lakes?" Li Fengxing couldn't help but be angry: "I didn't come to Yunwu Mountain to rub my tongue with you, it was just a woman's game." Song Heng laughed: "Didn't Your Excellency grow up in the pile of fat powder? There are women following everywhere, and they have to pull in the last ring." ”

Jin Ling was furious, stepped forward and immediately interrupted: "Stinky to death!" and then got down from the ring proudly, Song Heng couldn't help but cry and laugh with this little girl, and couldn't help laughing, Li Fengxing couldn't help laughing: "I don't know if you are fighting with your bare hands, or using your jade dragon sword?" Song Heng said: "You didn't bring a sword, of course I didn't bring it!"

Just knocked together first, Song Heng took the lead, jumped to Fengxing's side, and turned the tide of the world with one palm, and his beautiful swordsmanship was not like a person's swordsmanship, but as soon as he made a move, he could feel a burst of heat, as if he was going to beat the opponent into a crippled force, and Li Fengxing directly greeted him with his palm, it seemed that he wanted to fight with him, and he didn't hide, but it was difficult to guess how much force these two people had exerted on each other, and the first formal confrontation between perfect and sharp did not achieve any of their goals at all. Fengxing still doesn't understand Song Heng, and Song Heng still can't see through Fengxing. The result was that the two of them took a step back with both hands, and Fengxing only felt paralyzed by the tiger's mouth, and Song Heng was also dizzy, but he had no leisure, and the two shot almost at the same time, and they fought again.

Jin Ling watched the battle on the edge of the ring while secretly remembering Song Heng's palm moves, and was secretly surprised in his heart: Although this kid is arrogant, he is so powerful even in his non-housekeeping skills, which is indeed not to be underestimated!

Song Heng's blood and qi surged all over his body, luck was gathered in the palm of his hand, and he slammed into a palm, and he dodged vigorously to avoid it, but he was also completely lucky, stretched out his index finger and aimed it at his palm, this lightness suddenly resolved his strong offensive, Song Heng turned sideways, controlled the shape and punched it, Fengxing raised his palm to block, and the battle immediately heated up and permeated the ring, twenty moves at one degree, I couldn't see who won or lost at all, the two teenagers belonged to the same nine-point world, and they were both first-class masters, so they grabbed everyone's attention, seeing that the speed of the two of them became faster from then on, Ye Wenxuan almost didn't have time to tell his sister: "Twentieth move, Song Heng, the wind comes out of nowhere, the wind is vigorous, and the electric switch is galloping...... like this, Ye Wenzhao didn't have time to record it at all, all of them were ghostly drawings, and everyone in the audience didn't dare to get distracted, because they couldn't make it up without any paragraph!

Yang Songxian secretly remembered and praised at the same time: "There is a void in the real, the truth is hidden in the virtual, and the internal force is profound...... Good palm, good fist!"

Feng Xiaoyin's eyes were no longer very good, and he said depressedly: "Won't their hands hurt?"

The similarities, the sense of urgency and rhythm like music, the tight layout like a chess game.

The difference is that Song Hengsheng is very good at internal strength, and his popular moves are very fine. In fact, this is a simple game of you beating me and I fighting you, but how much energy you have to kill, how much air you have to torture, and how many bystanders you have to watch! The wind has no foothold at all, and is rejected by both fists in the corner, and there is a kind of victory, which is on both sides, and can achieve classics.

Sixty-third move, Song Heng suddenly shook Li Fengxing, went around behind him and hit his back, coming and going like the wind, as if to end the stalemate, everyone exclaimed, Li Fengxing fell forward, Song Heng's hand was extended, but missed a fraction, Feng Xing sneered and stood again, in the process did not forget to hook Song Heng's kick, Song Heng was startled, almost tripped, jumped forward a big step to cover up the fall process, just slowed down, the crisis of Li Fengxing has been lifted, and once again confronted him close to ten moves, Li Feng Xing crossed his palm to split, Song Heng raised his palm to block; Song Heng raised his fist to strike, and Li Fengxing immediately played himThe ability to "turn stones into gold" has been used to compete for internal strength, fists, palms, and fingers for a while, and success or failure has not yet been distinguished.

Feng Xiaoyin saw it clearly in the audience, and said with a smile: "If you are strong, you will lose." Shengnan Song Xian was stunned: "How can you see it?" Xiao Yin said: "Although the palm technique is slightly better, but the internal strength Song Heng is much better, and this competition finally relies on endurance, after all, Song Heng is two years older than Li Fengxing, and he practiced martial arts earlier." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the hundred moves, he was a little wheezing and couldn't help, and he could see that Fang Cai's qi qi The last move ended the battle of thunder, and finally fully interpreted the meaning of this battle, the end of each battle has a reason, and it is impossible not to solve the victory or defeat, but there can be no regrets.

Jin Ling rushed forward: "Brother Tian, Brother Tian!" Caring to help Li Fengxing up, Li Fengxing and Song Heng were sweating profusely, very tired, Jin Ling wiped his sweat for him and said: "Brother Tian, you are very good, if you limit the competition, he may not be able to beat you......!"

Liu Wujin saw that Li Fengxing had nothing to do, put his mind at ease, and looked back at Xu Yuan who didn't seem to care much about their competition, and his heart moved: Song Heng's skill is the Jade Dragon Sword, and Li Fengxing is proficient in palm fingering, and in the nine-point world, none of them debuted with boxing, but the few boxing fights just now are really exciting......

At this moment, another black-clothed boy immediately went up, but he took advantage of the danger of others to say a little too much.

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