After Han Yi finished the etiquette, Singh Lin Fan reacted.

He pressed his throat down, and a trembling thunder sounded from his palm, conditioning his throat.

Looking at Han Yi's eyes was very complicated, he had the chance to win, but he didn't expect to distinguish the winner in the blink of an eye, and even asked the other party to keep his hand to survive.

After a long time, Single Lin Fan swallowed violently in his throat, and the air flow seemed to be spewing out of his throat by a concentrated bomb.

Let's go!

Two mouthfuls of blood were spat into the ring by him, and they were purple-red.

"Thank you!"

Singer Linfan's face was much more relaxed at this time, and his fluent Chinese was very surprising, but his voice was very hoarse, like a knife file growing out of his throat, giving people a very stiff feeling.

Han Yi saw Singh Lin Fan's throat rolling, as if it had passed through a rolling bag the size of a mouse, and then he saw a wave of air erupt from his mouth, the sound and the huge wave continued into pieces, making a sound like rain hitting leaves, and the air in front of him completely burned and exploded.

This kind of inner house aura is comparable to that of an earthen bomb, and Han Yi is secretly glad that he has cultivated the Taishang Jade Shaft Six-Character Qi Technique, and his five internal organs are too strong, so he was able to unexpectedly hit his throat under the pinch of Single Linfan's prayer seal.

"The master's skills are profound, and I was lucky. ”

Han Yi saw Single Linfan's profound yoga cultivation, so he naturally admired it very much, and said again.

"It's me who lost, since it's a life-and-death struggle in the ring, I naturally do my best, and I lose but don't die, it's already a gift from the burning sky. ”

Singh Lin Fan shook his head, and said to Han Yi again: "I think your internal organs have also cultivated to a high and profound realm, and you can breathe and blow out candles from three meters away, but the actual application is not, it seems that you have only learned the practice method, not the application method, if you want to learn, you can come to me tonight, I will go back to Bangalore tomorrow." ”

Han Yi didn't expect that Single Lin Fan would leave tomorrow, wouldn't that be the last martial arts conference?

"Master, why are you in a hurry to return, the martial arts conference has come to an end, the abstention on the master has not been used, he is already the top ten masters of the martial arts conference, why do you want to leave at a critical moment?" Han Yi was puzzled.

"What I'm pursuing is not the same as what I'm looking for here, although I can get close to the Burning Sky here, but it's different from the Burning Sky I'm trying to get close to, and I've finally figured it out these days, so fighting with you is the last battle, and losing it just validates my idea, so I'm going back to Bangalore to continue my practice. ”

Singh Linfan folded his hands and said to Han Yi: "I owe you my life, if India comes to me in the future, you can come to Bangalore to find me." ”

With that, the Indian dervish stepped out of the ring, and then left the martial arts conference with some Indian dervishes.

Han Yi looked at Single Linfan's back from afar and knew that this was a true cultivator.

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Han Yi also got out of the ring, he thought that the competition would continue next, but who knew that the organizer suddenly suspended the competition, and Han Yi also found out in the afternoon.

It turned out that after Singhal Linfan lost, the two remaining fighters on the Indian side directly chose to abstain, and the remaining fighters in the martial arts conference were locked within ten at once.

The top ten masters of the Five Kingdoms Martial Arts Conference are, Han Yi, Lin Xuankun, Qin Guan, Li Rang, Funakoshi Yitao, Jiang Shanghao, Kenong, Yuan Tianjing, Jin Yingzi, and Li Xianyu.

Among them, there are as many as four Chinese masters, occupying a firm leading position.

Two from Japan, two from South Korea, and two from Thailand.

When the list of the top ten masters came out, everyone exclaimed that there were so many masters in Huaguo, and there were as many as four masters in the younger generation, and there was no moisture at all.

The top ten places were thus decided, and the organizers decided to recuperate for a day and start a showdown between the top ten masters tomorrow.

At night.

Han Yi didn't meet Singh Linfan, and the Indian master left in the ring in the afternoon, but he also asked someone to bring a book to Han Yi, and Han Yi didn't know him when he read it, so he asked Wu Tianshen to find a special person to translate.

In the evening, Wu Tianshen called and said that the book was called: The Cross Mantra.

Han Yi nodded, and asked Wu Tianshen to put away the content that he had translated first, and then return it to him when the martial arts conference was over.

There are still very few stars tonight, the moon is very full, it is already the end of the month, and I don't know how long it has been since school started.

Han Yi didn't dare to call home, because he watched the TV series, all the children who were in love before the big event happened, by the end of the matter, they would all die.

He just stood in the courtyard and punched slowly, his body fell together, and there were bursts of roars from his body, like the sound of cicadas, full of life.

He did understand a lot after the battle with Singh Linfan, Singel's martial arts are not simple, but he has no murderous intent at all, which seems out of place.

Han Yi thought about Singal Linfan's yoga mudra, and now he thinks about it with special gestures, driving the whole body, and reciting syllables to wash the bone marrow of the body.

As for being able to affect the mind, it should be the strange effect of the mudra.

He tried to say something out of his mouth, but he felt his teeth soften, and he stopped at once, not daring to try again.

Han Yi's mouth squirmed, looking at Yijiang Mingyue, thinking about tomorrow's competition, when he heard the roar of several sports car-like engines outside the courtyard.

Then he heard the engine stop in front of his small yard one after another, and the sound of opening the car door and talking sounded one after another.

"I said Brother Chen, as for running in person, isn't he just a kung fu guy who is about the same grade as us, a gamble, casually dumping him for millions, and he still doesn't agree to come down?"

A boy talking to a man named Brother Chen has an arrogant voice, which makes people feel that millions of dollars are as casual as a few dollars, and they are arrogant.

"I heard that Wu Tianshen has a relationship with the kid, I'll take a look, don't provoke him at that time, Master Wu, it's a pity, that guy didn't let people beat him to death, he just asked someone to beat him half to death, but it can be regarded as eliminating the hatred in my heart!"

Brother Chen said: "Third child, you go knock on the door." ”

"Okay!" The boy just now turned out to be the third child, and I heard him say: "Brother Chen, this broken door still needs to be knocked, it should have been replaced a long time ago, I will kick the door and give it a ride!"

Syllable!

Han Yi saw that the gate of his small courtyard was kicked away, smashed to the ground, and broke apart.

Then Han Yi saw that the two girls walked into the courtyard arrogantly for three years.

"Are you Han Yi?" asked the yellow-haired third child Han Yi.

"It's me. Han Yi nodded.

The third child took out a cigarette, lit a puff of smoke and said: "Tomorrow's martial arts conference, if you meet the Japanese, you will automatically admit defeat!"