Chapter 7 The Comparison with Yangyi

"Yang Yi, you are a defeated general, and you dare to come to the stage to call for battle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" only heard Bai Yuejiao's angry voice.

And Yang Yi did not respond to this.

Yang Yi said loudly, "Lu Yizhong, I want to challenge you, please come to the stage and give moves." ā€

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on both sides of the competition platform.

"Although, Lu Yizhong is the closed disciple of the head of the family. But it's not Yangyi's opponent."

"I heard that Yang Yi likes Bai Yuejiao, but it's a pity that Bai Yuejiao likes Lu Yizhong"

"Could it be that I took this opportunity to teach my rival a lesson, and I lost my arm and leg when I was fighting"

"Who's to say it isn't"

"The gap is too big"

I saw Lu Yizhong stand up and walk straight towards the competition platform, his face solemn. When he walked onto the stage, the audience became very quiet.

The two clasped each other's fists.

"Please, junior brother, I worshiped the sect ten years earlier than you, you can make a move first" Yang Yi raised his voice very loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

When Lu Yizhong heard this, a cold sweat broke out in his vest for a moment. Ten years more kung fu than himself, in the previous competition between him and Bai Yuejiao, his martial arts were obviously much higher than Bai Yuejiao. Besides, he may not have beaten Bai Yuejiao. His face became a little more solemn, and he didn't make a move.

"Lu Yizhong, you are my closed disciple, don't embarrass me" came the voice of the head Bai Jiangtian.

When Lu Yizhong heard what his master meant, he wanted to face Yang Yi and not lose. How can this be good, how can we defeat Yang Yi.

"Senior brother, please" Yang Yi's tone was very arrogant.

If you don't make a move, how to clean up this face. You can't let Yang Yi make the first move, in that case, you are likely to be hit by one move, or even worse, you will be beaten bloody, looking for teeth all over the ground. After much hesitation, he decided to make the first move, and maybe there was still a little hope.

"I want to compete with you empty-handed," Lu Yizhong said loudly, without a weapon, even if he was punched and kicked, it was better than being stabbed with a sword.

"Accompaniment"

I saw Yang Yi push the steel sword to the side, and the steel sword was nailed straight to the pillar of the competition platform. Lu Yizhong also threw his sword off the competition platform.

Lu Yizhong, who had no moves, rushed forward, and when he was about to get close to Yang Yi, he punched out with his right hand, and his left hand immediately followed. Unexpectedly, Yang Yi flashed to the left, but this punch was empty. Then his hands came out together, followed by a sweeping leg.

"Senior brother, I'm here" I only heard Yang Yi's voice from behind.

It turned out that when Lu Yizhong made this move, Yang Yi flew behind Lu Yizhong, but fortunately, Yang Yi did not make a move.

What can I do, I can't beat Yang Yi at all, and I feel like a monkey. If this continues, his physical exertion will be serious, and he will only be beaten worse by Yang Yi.

Lu Yizhong looked sideways and saw Yang Yi standing behind him, his hands folded. Smiled sneeringly.

Turning around, his hands were still out together, followed by a sweeping leg. This time, Yang Yi still flew behind Lu Yizhong.

After using the same move three times in a row, Yang Yi still flew behind him. Yang Yi still didn't make a move.

At this time, Lu Yizhong smiled slightly, he seemed to have an idea. He used the same move again.

"What's your move?"

I saw Yang Yi pressing his chest with his left hand and supporting the ground with his right hand, his face was very ugly.

It turned out that Lu Yizhong played the same moves as the previous times, but this time it was different, he pretended to put his hands out together, and followed the sweeping legs. In fact, before making a move, his palms were already full of internal force, and as soon as he hit the hands that came out, Yang Yi began to jump, ready to fly over his head. But halfway through, he withdrew his right hand and slapped it to the sky. Although the palm of his hand did not touch Yang Yi, the internal force in the air hit Yang Yi's chest. It seems that his palm power has a certain lethality.

Yang Yi, who stood up, said loudly, "It's really worthy of being a closed disciple of the master, and there are really two brushes."

I saw that Yang Yi had set up a move this time, but Lu Yizhong retreated more than ten steps back, and now he was about ten meters away from Yang Yi. When Bai Yuejiao and Yang Yi competed before, Lu Yizhong had already seen that although Yang Yi was fast, the speed of one movement was less than 5 meters. This distance is far away, even if Yang Yi is fast, it will take several times to move to his position. In this way, he gave himself time to use his internal force to hit Yang Yi again.

Yang Yi withdrew his move and rushed directly towards Lu Yizhong's side. The distance is getting closer and closer, and Lu Yizhong sees this situation. Then he stood with his hands out, and two forces galloped out.

I saw Yang Yi jumping upward, avoiding the two forces.

Seeing this, Lu Yizhong quickly retreated back about ten meters. Now the distance between the two is about 15 meters. If it goes on like this, it can't be done backwards. It is only 5 meters away from the edge of the tournament platform.

Lu Yizhong used his internal strength and slapped two palms. He sped to the right. He slapped two more palms, but this time there was no internal force. I saw that Yang Yi still jumped to avoid it.

"Stinky boy, actually cheat" Yang Yi laughed "Haha, the internal force can't come out." Standing, not chasing Lu Yizhong.

Under normal circumstances, after a martial artist has internal force, if he uses internal force continuously, it will be damaged, and it will take a few days or longer to recover.

Lu Yizhong also stopped, stood with his feet on horseback, pretending to carry enough internal force, Xiang Yangyi shot out, but there was no internal force.

"Haha, come again, junior brother, this weather is hot, play some internal strength, blow the wind for me, let me be cool, cool" Yang Yi looked up to the sky and laughed.

Lu Yizhong pretended to be anxious, and slapped several palms in a row, but there was still no internal force.

"Oh, my good junior brother, senior brother come closer, and see if your internal strength can beat me. Yang Yi gloated and walked towards Lu Yizhong, "Come on, junior brother, I'll stand and let you hit me with internal force, haha, never fight back."

I saw Yang Yi walking in front of Lu Yizhong, and now the distance between the two was less than 5 meters.

Yang Yi stood still and clasped his hands, "Senior brother, if you use your internal strength to push me back a step, I will admit defeat." No more fighting with you. ā€

Lu Yizhong played a few internal forces just now, he felt more powerful every time, it turned out that the cheats he found in the woods in the back mountain, the effect was really magical. He thought that he had to be completely sure, and with one move, he could use his internal force to beat Yang Yi back many steps.

He slapped more than ten palms in a row, but there was still no internal force.

I saw Yang Yi's eyes slightly closed, standing in front of him. For others, this is an extreme humiliation of Lu Yizhong.

He didn't care about this, what he focused on was what Yang Yi said, as long as he used his internal force to take him back a step, he would no longer continue to compete with himself.

Lu Yizhong saw that Yang Yi's eyes were still slightly closed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so domineering.

Lu Yizhong, who pretended to slap a few times, could confirm that Yang Yi was defenseless this time. The opportunity came, this time he secretly filled his palms with internal force, slapped two palms, and the two internal forces came out together, and the strength was so strong. Yang Yi was directly pushed a few meters away and threw forward to the ground.

There were bursts of admiration and exclamation from under the ring.

"You kid is cheating again, phew" Yang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on his knees, breathed, as if he was injured by Lu Yizhong's internal force. Looking at it like this, Yang Yi still has a certain internal foundation, but it is not as deep as Lu Yizhong's internal strength. Otherwise, Yang Yi would have been against him a long time ago, and there was no need to avoid Lu Yizhong's palm power.

"Senior brother agrees" Lu Yizhong clasped his fists, and then walked straight to the edge of the competition platform, preparing to leave this place.

At this time, Yang Yi turned over and stood, his face full of anger, and attacked Lu Yizhong at such a fast speed.

But at this time, Bai Jiangtian, the head of the house, stepped into the air and stood in front of Yang Yi to prevent Yang Yi from sneaking up on Lu Yizhong, only to hear a loud shout of "stop".

Hearing Master's voice, Lu Yizhong turned around and looked at it, and the word "Master" blurted out.

"Master, why is that?" Yang Yi had a confused expression on his face.

"How can a person who learns martial arts be untrustworthy, you have an appointment first, and you have already lost. Bai Jiangtian's expression was serious.

Lu Yizhong returned to his original position, and continued to watch the remaining disciples compete under the competition platform.

However, Yang Yi, who was sitting in the crowd, had an expression of anger and hatred on his face. Today, the face is lost, and the former scenery is gone.

After another half hour, the martial arts exchange ended. According to the previous practice, after the martial arts exchange, that night, the sect would hold a dinner party. The disciples of the sect can communicate with each other and drink and talk merrily.