In the restaurant, Sun Heng stared at the two without blinking.

The two of them in the ring are the leaders of the younger generation of martial arts people in Chenjun, and their martial arts attainments are extraordinary.

But it is not an existence that Sun Heng cannot touch, and the strength is just right.

Watching a duel of masters of this strength is also a rare experience for him.

"Wow!"

There was a loud uproar, and the two people in the field had officially exchanged hands.

Fast!

As soon as the two fought, they showed a speed that made Sun Heng frightened!

I saw the figures shuttling in the field, their feet were not dusty, and even under the scorching sun, even the shadow became blurred.

This kind of speed, for Sun Heng, has no way to parry, he can only resist hard, and he is naturally below.

"Huh!"

In the field, Xue Zongyi's big sleeves flew, like a wild python flying, flying back and forth, the whipped void exploded again and again, and the bulging air waves even made the flags around the ring fly.

The wind is blowing!

The weak and powerless long sleeves, in Xue Zongyi's hands, turned into a poisonous whip that could crack mountains and stones, and the power was terrifying.

From so far away, there was a bang, Sun Heng had no doubt that if the sleeve was whipped on him, even if the thirteen horizontal training in his body refining stage had been completed, he was afraid that it would be difficult to resist!

Facing Xue Zongyi's drilled heart brushing his sleeves, Xiaotian Luo Song Lingfeng was like a willow, shuttling in the strong wind.

His ten fingers were spread out, like a lotus blooming, and every time he pointed out, he could make the poisonous whip that turned into a sleeve immediately paralyzed.

The energy collided, the figures swam, and the sand and rocks immediately flew in the ring, and the crackling sound became one, and the people around had to retreat one after another, forcing away the splattered gravel and gravel.

Xiao Tian Luo Song Ling Feng is not very old, but his face is solemn, his body is sliding, his strength is constricted, only Tianluo fingers are like weaving a net, wrapping the opponent layer by layer, not in a hurry, steady and steady.

It's just that in the face of Xue Zongyi, who has long sleeves and flying clothes, he always seems a little timid, obviously sometimes there are great opportunities, but he doesn't dare to act rashly, resulting in never being able to gain the upper hand.

Obviously, he was carefully guarding Xue Zongyi's green dragon under his sleeve!

When is a weapon the most deterrent?

Before it was even cast!

Xue Zongyi obviously understood this truth, and his long sleeves were whipped unscrupulously, and with his strong internal qi, he kept rushing into Song Lingfeng's Tianluo Finger.

He's not in a hurry!

He was waiting, waiting for the moment when Song Lingfeng's internal qi was insufficient, or he couldn't hold on, and his heart was relaxed.

At that time, it was the time for the green dragon in his sleeve to show his might!

The battle between the two in the arena became more and more intense, and the staggered figures almost turned into a gray vortex in the ring.

The rich aura, emanating from the ring outward, the two people under the equal strength were engrossed, and it seemed that their spirits had also been sublimated at this moment.

A good opponent can force out his potential and make his martial arts attainments go further!

Sun Heng was thoughtful, no wonder martial artists love to fight and fight, and it is really difficult to comprehend the essence of martial arts when they practice martial arts at home honestly.

But this struggle is often entangled with grievances and hatreds, which is why there are rivers and lakes that will never be peaceful.

"Peng!"

In the ring, there was a loud noise.

When the momentum of the two of them was condensed to the peak, Song Lingfeng finally stopped suppressing himself, and Tianluo pointed to move with all his strength.

In the void, it was like a large net suddenly opened, and with the ten fingers in full bloom, it suddenly covered the opponent.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and at that moment, Xue Zongyi's body was already covered with all the key points, and the strength was urged, and before he could enter, Xue Zongyi's whole body was cold.

Tianluo refers to the strength of the force.

Song Lingfeng's ten fleshy fingers are comparable to a hundred forged stainless steel at this time, and with a slight poke, you can pierce through the gold stone.

"Whoa......

The cold light flickered.

The green dragon under the sleeve that everyone had been waiting for for a long time was finally revealed.

But at this moment, no one could see what was happening in the field.

In everyone's eyes, there was only a flickering cold light.

Sun Heng, who was watching from a distance, felt a chill all over his body, his muscles trembled slightly, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

What a fast knife!

What a scary knife technique!

I can't stop it no matter what, I can't take it!

By the time he came to his senses, the winner had already been decided in the ring.

Song Lingfeng stood in the corner of the ring with a pale face, his shirt on his chest was torn, and a touch of blush was slowly oozing out from there.

"Brother Song, I agreed!"

Xue Zongyi was still wearing the dust-free moon-white robe, holding his fists up, and bowing to his opponent with a warm smile.

And the knife in the sleeve that flashed away disappeared again.

"Brother Xue. ”

Song Lingfeng raised his head with blank eyes, opened his mouth to speak, and first a trace of blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth.

He snorted, forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and hugged his fist fiercely towards Xue Zongyi: "The coming day is long, we will have a date later!"

"Hehe......"

Xue Zongyi put his hands behind his back, nodded with a light smile: "Xue is waiting for you, but don't let me wait for a long time." In a few months, I will have attained the perfection of the 12 canons, and I will need to retreat and impact the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. ”

"Humph!"

The corners of Song Lingfeng's mouth twitched, he swung his sleeves fiercely towards Xue Zongyi, shook off the two girls who came around with a concerned face, jumped out of the ring, and staggered towards a carriage not far away.

Restaurant.

The strong man of the Three Rivers Gang had a blue face, snorted angrily, and walked away.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the restaurant couldn't help but relax.

"It's worth it, it's worth it!"

Someone sighed repeatedly: "The green dragon at the bottom of the sleeve is really terrifying, and Xiao Tianluo is not his opponent in one move." In this gambling fight between the two, Xiao Tianluo was too reckless. ”

"yes!"

A young person from the rivers and lakes stroked his beard and nodded: "Xue Zongyi was originally the righteous son of Elder Xue of the Yanfu Sect, and he worshipped the Heavenly Remnant as a disciple, and the green dragon under his sleeve won the true inheritance of the Heavenly Remnant. If it weren't for the disappearance of Tianzhuo a few years ago, I am afraid that the position of the first master of the younger generation of the Yanfu faction may not be impossible to fight. ”

Sun Heng had also sat back in his place at this time, but when he saw the table full of wine and food, he had no appetite.

It was only now that he really understood how big the gap was between himself and these young people in the county town!

That was raised in Qingyang Town, and the original self-satisfied mentality also dissipated in an instant.

I am talented, and others also have resource accumulation, excellent martial arts, and famous teachers, and the starting point is far from being comparable to myself.

You don't need to be arrogant, but you shouldn't be arrogant either.

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

The rudder of the Three Rivers Gang is located at the intersection of the three rivers in the north of the city.

The eaves are deep and the hall is majestic.

At the side door reporting office, there was a lot of people, and there were many people carrying knives and swords back and forth, but most of them were like Sun Heng, carrying a stick.

"Name?"

"Sun Heng?"

"Where?"

"People from Qingyang Town. ”

"Bring the letter of recommendation. ”

"Give. ”

Sun Heng stood at a desk, and the person opposite him was holding a wooden plaque, asking questions while carving something.

Nearby, there are people doing registration.

A moment later, a wooden sign with a rudimentary portrait on the front was handed over.

Sun Heng flipped it casually, the portrait should be himself, but unfortunately it is too abstract, and it is not as accurate as the text description in the back.

Sun Heng, a native of Qingyang Town, Chen County, has a black face and no beard, is eight feet tall, is fifteen years old, and is a recommender......

The man behind the table put his hands on his cheeks and said listlessly: "Are you going to rest for two days, or will you have someone arrange affairs for you now?"

"I'd like to visit the deceased first. ”

Sun Heng's eyes moved, he already understood what he was doing in the past few days, didn't this just let you hurry up and go to the door so that you could arrange your work?

"Hmm. ”

The other party was not surprised by Sun Heng's choice, but just made a stroke on the bamboo slip below: "Remember, you must come back within half a month and set a plan." Otherwise, the gang will be automatically exterminated. ”

Sun Heng nodded: "I understand." ”