Purple cloud rock top, in front of the purple cloud ancient temple. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A bright moon hung high in the gray sky, and the dim starlight seemed to be shrouded in a veil, faintly. The cold and biting mountain wind howled and swirled on the top of Ziyun Mountain and in the valley, causing the trees in the valley to roar like the tide of the sea. The grass on both sides of the mountain road swayed and danced in the mountain breeze, while the dead branches on the trees rubbed and moaned under the mountain breeze, like a music and dance party.

There was a huge clearing in front of the temple of Ziyunyan, and at this time, a square ring more than eight meters wide had been erected in the clearing. A tall lamppost was erected at each of the four corners of the ring, illuminating the four sides of the ring for a while. Above the middle of the ring hangs a flickering lantern, seven different colors of light and white lampposts in harmony with each other, making people feel a dreamlike color in this dark night.

At this time, the bottom of the ring was already crowded with young people who had come to watch the game. At this moment, there were already cheers, "Yaoyang, Yaoyang......" and "Black Dragon, Black Dragon......" They each excitedly shouted the name of their idol, in order to express their worship and support for idols.

Suddenly, a clear car whistle sounded in the night sky, and a young man with dyed white hair jumped into the ring, raised his hands and waved two or three gestures to the people shouting under the ring.

The white-haired young man shook his hair coolly, cleared his voice, picked up the wireless microphone plugged in his waist, fanned the atmosphere under the ring, and shouted, "What do you want?"

There was a cheer from the ring: "Duel! Duel!"

"Who do you love the most?" continued the white-haired youth.

An even stronger noise sounded under the ring: "Yaoyang, black dragon...... Yaoyang, Black Dragon......"

Seeing this, the white-haired young man waved his hand again to quiet the audience under the ring, and then said: "Okay, now we have to invite the 'Meteor Legs' Black Dragon to the stage, and everyone cheers for the big brother of the Black Dragon." ”

As soon as the words fell, in the cheers of everyone, a young man in a black leather coat slowly walked into the ring, this person is the gold medal coach of "Longxi Boxing Gym", who once knocked out the Korean taekwondo Korean champion with one punch, Long Zhenying, nicknamed "Black Dragon".

Then, the white-haired young man shouted loudly: "Now, there is an undefeated myth of Longxi City...... paused for a moment, pretending to be mysterious: "Who? Do you know?"

There was an immediate commotion under the ring, cheering: "Yaoyang, Yaoyang......"

"By the way, it is Chen Yaoyang, the 'iron fist man' who has not tasted defeat so far. Everyone, please ask Brother Yaoyang to come to the stage. The white-haired youth announced.

The audience consciously made way for Chen Yaoyang, some waved fluorescent lights, some slapped the plastic palms in their hands, some whistled sharply, and some called the names of the visitors. After a while, a fiery figure slowly walked in the center of the crowd, accompanied by the cheers of people and the honking of cars, the fiery red figure jumped into the ring. The fiery figure is none other than a special figure in Longxi City, who has represented China many times in the world's heavyweight kickboxing, won all championships, and has accepted the challenge of famous boxing champions around the world, but has never been defeated, so people give him the nickname "Undefeated Myth". Because of his fast and fierce punches, he was nicknamed the "Iron Fist Man". He is Chen Yaoyang, the owner of the Jeet Kune Do Gym in Longxi City.

Chen Yaoyang is only in his twenties, burly, wearing a fiery red leather coat, when he stepped into the ring, the moment he took off the leather coat, a pair of muscular arms appeared in front of everyone, and the exposed parts of his body, under the glow of the light, were shining with a bronze luster, and his whole body was filled with the beauty of youth and strength.

In the ring, Chen Yaoyang looked at Long Zhenying, who was eyeing him, and slowly walked slowly to the center of the ring, standing three meters away from Long Zhenying.

At this time, the white-haired young man continued: "This boxing match, there is no referee, and at the same time, there are no restrictions, life and death are fate, and they don't owe each other!" After a pause, he looked at Long Zhenying and Chen Yaoyang, knowing that they were ready, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I won't say more, the game will begin!" After speaking, he jumped out of the ring with a puff of smoke.

Long Zhenying's vicious gaze shot towards Chen Yaoyang, and the pace under his feet also moved slowly, looking for an opportunity to make a move. After the two confronted each other in the ring for more than ten seconds, Long Zhenying first took a stance, gradually shaking his tall body, and inadvertently quietly shortened the distance between him and Chen Yaoyang. He began to change his pace briskly, every move was methodical, just right, and he also looked at Chen Yaoyang's whole body with his eyes, as if he was carefully selecting the target to attack and preparing to attack.

Shot! Long Zhenying opened the stone crack stele and punched Chen Yaoyang in the face. Chen Yaoyang hurriedly took a step back, tilted his head to the left, turned around and came behind Long Zhenying, and successfully dodged Long Zhenying's sudden blow. Seeing that the blow missed, Long Zhenying trotted a few steps, and made a feint with his right fist, but in fact, he squatted down and swept Chen Yaoyang's lower plate with a "sweeping leg".

Seeing his body move, Chen Yaoyang jumped up to avoid Long Zhenying's "sweeping legs" with the flexibility of Chinese martial arts, and then unceremoniously clenched his fists with both hands, and condescendingly punched Long Zhenying's head. Long Zhenying hurriedly used his hand to open Chen Yaoyang's clenched fist, and slammed Chen Yaoyang's face, chest, and waist with a series of fast punches. Chen Yaoyang jumped like an ape several times in a row, and he had already retreated to the edge of the ring, and if he took another step back, he would fall off the ring.

Long Zhenying is reluctant to extend the fighting time, prolonging the fighting time is equivalent to reducing his physical strength and attack power, and he must not miss such a good opportunity. So, he hurriedly raised his fist and aimed it at the bridge of Chen Yaoyang's nose, made a heavy right straight punch, and scolded in his mouth: "Go to death!" Long Zhenying's punch can not only knock Chen Yaoyang out of the ring, but also break the bridge of Chen Yaoyang's nose, or even beat him to death.

Under the ring, the audience who supported the "Black Dragon" kept shouting: "Hit him, hit him...... Kick, kick!" "Fight back, fight back!" "Black Dragon, kill him, we will always support you." ”

The cheers under the ring were endless, and the punches and kicks in the ring were thrilling. In the ring, Chen Yaoyang and Long Zhenying greeted the warm eyes and strong noise of the audience under the ring. However, this time, Long Zhenying's heavyweight punch is about to hit Chen Yaoyang, how should Chen Yaoyang respond?

This time, Chen Yaoyang neither retreated nor jumped away, but quickly squatted down like a raccoon, drilled his head into Long Zhenying's right armpit, avoided Long Zhenying's back, and then quickly turned around and kicked Long Zhenying's back waist, wanting to kick him out of the ring in his own way.

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