The restoration of the divine consciousness is slow, just in the process of the martial arts conference being carried out in an orderly manner under Du Dong's arrangement, Du Feng relied on the medicinal effect of the Nine Songs Soul Nourishing Grass given by the Ruyan Fairy and the repair of his own operation exercises, more than half a month has passed, and it is only half of the recovery, but his head will no longer be swollen as soon as he moves, although he has walked freely, but he can't use his divine consciousness and divine thoughts to the general.

Today is the day of the final battle of the martial arts conference, although Du Feng felt that there was no suspense, Du Feng still arrived at the scene very enthusiastically to cheer for Yang Yang.

Hello everyone, this is the martial arts conference sponsored by the Du family of the Du Group, after half a month of competition, finally ushered in today's decisive battle, the supreme martial arts, who will be the flower, is the Shaolin Temple Chengyuan Master, or the head of the egg yolk faction Yang Yang, or the free faction Zhang Liang...... Let's wait and see!" After the host's intense speech, he raised his hand to the left, "Write it down, please, Zhang Liang of the free faction!"

After saying that, the host paused, and gestured his hand to the right: "Egg yolk pie Yang Yang!"

Yang Yang jumped lightly to the competition platform. Du Feng and a group of relatives and friends all raised their palms and clapped their palms and shouted: "Yang Yang Yang Yang you are the best, Yang Yang Yang Yang you are the strongest, Yang Yang Yang Yang is the craziest!"

"Zhang Liang Zhang Liang, you are the most handsome, Zhang Liang Zhang Liang is loved by all people, Zhang Liang Zhang Liang will never be defeated!" The shouts of a group of people seemed to be the same as the voices of Du Feng and the others.

"Okay, the game begins!" As the host's voice overwhelmed the audience, everyone fell silent. They all looked at Zhang Liang and Yang Yang, who were looking at each other on the competition stage. Turning a blind eye to the host who hurriedly came down from the tournament stage.

"Please!" Zhang Liang, who was dressed in a white robe, made a gesture of invitation after clenching his fists at Yang Yang.

Yang Yang's luck and internal strength made a punch at Zhang Liang out of thin air, and suddenly a gang qi jumped out of Yang Yang's fist and rushed straight towards Zhang Liang.

It's getting closer! It's getting closer! Zhang Liang smiled, kept standing still, and didn't know if he didn't turn a blind eye to the Gang Qi released by Yang Yang. As if everyone felt that there was no suspense in this battle, they all talked to the people around them with a sense of boredom. Yang Yang shook his head and sighed: "Hey, it's really not challenging at all......"

Suddenly, just when everyone thought that Zhang Liang was bound to be defeated, just when the Gang Qi was about to hit Zhang Liang's body, Zhang Liang suddenly moved!

Yang Yang's face changed, and he hurriedly punched Zhang Liang violently, and his fists jumped out and shot at Zhang Liang!

Zhang Liang's toes were light, his steps were weird, and everyone could only see Zhang Liang's phantom. Zhang Liang swayed left and right, avoiding all the anger!

"Ling Bo Weibu!" The scene suddenly boiled.

Du Feng, Xiao Yijun, Duan Jiang, and Guo Xingxing subconsciously glanced at each other, and they all saw the doubts in each other's eyes, and looked at the competition platform again, Zhang Liang, who was a phantom in the eyes of everyone, was so slow in the eyes of Du Feng and the others, many times Zhang Liang clinged to the ground in order to avoid Yang Yang's Gang Qi, but then instantly got up and fell to the other side, staggering down to avoid all the Gang Qi that Yang Yang had hit, and was already close to Yang Yang's body, and his hand poked Yang Yang's neck with his palm!

"Be careful!" Du Feng couldn't help but remind loudly, Yang Yang seemed to have discovered that a white crane with bright wings and toes popped back, away from Zhang Liang's blow, but Zhang Liang didn't stop, leaned forward, and smashed Yang Yang's door with a punch!

But suddenly, Yang Yang had a bad feeling, and saw a sinister smile on Zhang Liang's face, and his fist-clenched hand spread out into a palm, grabbing Yang Yang's fist. Yang Yang's face changed abruptly, and he looked at his whole flesh in disbelief, and his face instantly became extremely painful!

"Huagong Dafa!" I don't know who exclaimed, and suddenly everyone looked at the competition platform in disbelief, and this battle that originally felt that there was no suspense became exciting.

"You dare!" Du Feng drank and was about to make a move, when suddenly a cold glow flashed, shooting at Zhang Liang's hand that grabbed Yang Yang's fist, Zhang Liang's face changed, and he hurriedly retracted his hand. Du Feng took a look, only to see a short young man dressed very ordinarily floated to the martial arts platform, Zhang Liang looked at the young man with a vigilant face: "Xiao Li Feidao, are you Li Xunhuan's descendant?"

"In Xia Bucai, Li Qiang, the successor of the flying knife!" the young man politely hugged Zhang Liang, "Your Excellency, you have to spare people and spare people!"

"What do you have to do with Wuya and Xiaoyaozi?" Du Feng, who strode to the edge of the competition platform, carefully looked at Zhang Liang and asked.

"Xiaoyaozi is my ancestor, Wuyazi is my ancestor!" Zhang Liang was very proud.

"No wonder his footwork is so similar to Wuya, but how could Xiaoyaozi, the second master of the righteous path cultivator, create a martial art that absorbs people's internal power and spread it to the world?

"This sister, you are not his opponent, let me meet him!" Li Qiang hugged Yang Yang.

"Yang Yang, come down!" Du Feng suddenly spoke up to stop Yang Yang, who was about to say something. Glancing at Zhang Liang, Yang Yang stomped his foot reluctantly, and walked towards Du Feng dissatisfied.

"Be careful!" reminded Li Qiang, and Du Feng led the sulky Yang Yang back to where he was sitting. Liu Wei and the other women hurriedly comforted: "Okay, Yang Yang, don't be sad!"

"Du Feng, why don't you let me fight him, it's not that I can't beat him!" Yang Yang looked angry.

Du Feng smiled and didn't answer, Xiao Yijun said angrily: "If you fight him again, all the internal force of your body will be absorbed by him and become his!"

"Hmph......" Yang Yang glared at Xiao Yijun very dissatisfied, Xiao Yijun smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly turned his gaze to the competition platform. Du Feng shook his head and smiled: "It seems that this martial arts conference is still a bit interesting!"

I saw that on the stage, Li Qiang's right hand stretched out, a touch of cold light appeared between his hands, and the cold light shot Zhang Liang away between the waves, Li Qiang kept moving, and threw out a cold light with his left hand again, and a touch of cold light shot out, and his right hand backhand threw out a touch of cold light again, the action was chic, and the cold light shot away one after another between the hands kept waving.

And Zhang Liang also swayed left and right, stepping on strange steps, grabbing the cold rays that shot one after another, and kept approaching Li Qiang.

But where will Li Qiang let Zhang Liang get closer? At the moment when Zhang Liang was about to get closer, a harrier turned over and distanced himself from Zhang Liang, and at the same time, his hands kept waving, and the cold light shot Zhang Liang away.

"This kid has a lot of flying knives!" Liu Wei couldn't help but sigh. Du Feng smiled: "You only saw those flying knives shoot out, you didn't see those flying knives flying back into his hands!"

Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at a cold light thrown out by Li Qiang, only to see that after the cold light was avoided by Zhang Liang, he flew around and flew towards Li Qiang, and was caught by Li Qiang and thrown out in one go.

There was a stalemate on the stage for a while, Zhang Liang couldn't get close to Li Qiang's body, but Li Qiang's flying knife couldn't help Zhang Liang with his strange body style. Tang Youyou frowned and asked Du Feng, "Then who is more powerful among them?"

"The victory and defeat have been divided!" While Du Feng was speaking, Tang Youyou hurriedly looked at the stage where he wanted to compete, only to see that Li Qiang was moving faster and faster, faster and faster, forming a phantom around Zhang Liang, who was hiding as a phantom!

Suddenly, Zhang Liang's figure appeared in everyone's sight, and Zhang Liang, who couldn't believe it, leaned over and saw a sharp knife in the middle of his chest, two arms, and his back!

Li Qiang's figure has also appeared in everyone's sight: "You lost!"

"Thank you for your mercy!" Zhang Liang hugged his fists at Li Qiang, turned around angrily, and walked off the competition platform. It turned out that Li Qiang, who was rapidly changing directions around Zhang Liang, finally shot a flying knife in four directions, and the time interval between the shooting knives was almost negligible, so you can imagine how fast Li Qiang's speed was!

The flying knives attacking from all sides, Zhang Liang had no way to dodge, and there was no way to dodge! If it weren't for Li Qiang's shooting of the flying knives with a very light force, Zhang Liang would have died under the four flying knives!

"Du, who is more powerful than him?" Alice said suddenly. Du Feng smiled: "Aren't we a grade......, okay?

"Oh......" Alice nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Li Qiang with a look of adoration: "I thought there was no stronger man in this world than you......"

"Uh......" Du Feng was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say it yourself, you're not of the same grade!" Alice was puzzled. Du Feng sweated wildly: "Do I mean that, I mean I am in the sky, and he is underground!"

"Oh......" Alice stuck out her tongue.

"Papapa......" A crisp applause rang out, and everyone immediately applauded fiercely and cheered

"A bunch of idiots, ruining all the domineering appearances I expected......" A very discordant voice sounded. Du Feng fixed his eyes and saw a man in a group of men and women wearing taekwondo uniforms scolding loudly. Du Feng frowned slightly, "Are these Koreans here to stir up the situation?"

"A group of people are holding the three-legged cat kung fu they stole from our country, and they are actually embarrassed to hold a martial arts conference?" The person who scolded rarely glanced at everyone with disdain, "It's so funny!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the group of people in taekwondo uniforms burst into laughter.

"My stick of grass and mud horses, believe it or not, Lao Tzu spits out you with a mouthful of phlegm?"

"Get out of here, you idiots aren't welcome here!"

"Everything you paralyze is yours, why don't you say that my daughter-in-law is your mother!

...... Suddenly, there was a commotion in the field, everyone rolled up their sleeves, and the people closest to the group of taekwondo uniforms had already raised their fists, and the scene was out of control!

Suddenly, the group of people in taekwondo uniforms all moved, and in a few moves, they directly repelled the people who were surging from all directions, and suddenly there was a wail!

"Amitabha!" A Buddha horn was announced, attracting everyone's attention, only to see a middle-aged monk wearing a robe with a ring scar on his head very politely bowed to the group of people in taekwondo uniforms, stared at the man and said, "Donor, dare to go to the stage to fight?"