Feng Lianshan saw the apprentice's expression, expected what he was thinking, stroked his beard and nodded, "You're right, it is said that in recent years, there have been more and more martial artists in Fusang, and it is normal to want to shout with us, and"

Feng Lianshan said halfway, and glanced at the apprentice without saying anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Yiyang felt the gaze of the old man of the mountain, and rolled his eyes, "And what, don't say that it's good to hide half and half hide, you don't play the pipa, what are you doing to hug the pipa and half cover your face." ”

Feng Lianshan smiled awkwardly and said: "And in our cultivation sect in the Central Plains, there are only six gates, the Long Wu Army, the Forbidden Army of the capital and the Ouchi guards in the palace who can listen to the call of the imperial court in the public gate. ”

Feng Yiyang nodded, his face became solemn,

"I see, I said where did the king of Fusang get the guts, it turned out to be the idea of fighting. There is a specialization in the art industry, the people of the Longwu Army and the Beijing Forbidden Army are in the military, and most of the martial arts practiced are suitable for the battlefield, focusing on killing moves and group battles, and they are not suitable for heads-up competition with the masters. ”

Feng Lianshan nodded approvingly, "That's what it means, and the Ouchi guards are responsible for protecting the emperor's safety, and they can't easily expose their strength, and our six doors are good at tracking and single-handed, so the emperor plans to send nine Ouchi guards and our three headhunters to deal with the twelve masters of Fusang." ”

Feng Lianshan's words did not fall, the wind had already floated up, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared three zhang away, and the white coat had risen without wind, draped on Feng Yiyang's body, and the dust on the coat was shaken off in an instant.

Feng Lianshan didn't seem surprised, basking in the sun, and asked lazily: "Little bastard, where are you going?"

"I go to activities to move my muscles. The wind raised his head and said without looking back, putting on his coat.

"Do you know where the test is?"

Feng Yiyang turned around and said:

"There are only two rings in the whole capital that are worthy of this scale of martial arts, one is in the palace, and the other is in Dongshikou, Fusang people must use the excuse that they want to be fair, just and open, and they want to choose the ring in Dongshi, old man Shan, you should do your thing quickly, it's too late to go." ”

As soon as the wind finished speaking, he grinned, and a mouthful of snow-white teeth flashed, and the person had turned into a white shadow and swept out.

"Cut, of course Lao Tzu knows. Feng Lianshan rolled his sleeves and rolled his eyes at the back of Feng Yiyang.

The wind turned into a flowing shadow and drew a faint white line in the blue sky, and the toes lightly touched, leaving a soft sound of tiles on the roof, and a little trembling of the branches.

There were more and more people on the street, and sure enough, the closer they got to Dongshi, there were more and more people, and the corner of Feng's mouth showed a little smile, and he guessed correctly.

There are too many people in front of you, and you can't fly any further, otherwise you will be shocked.

Feng Yiyang found a place close to the entrance of the East Market and landed quietly, blended into the crowd, and followed the crowd towards the East Market Entrance.

The big arena in the East City is usually a sight, after all, it costs money to apply for a competition here, and how can ordinary people afford to apply, so most of the time it is still a place where pedestrians are sparse.

Today is different, the three layers around the ring and the outer three floors have long been occupied by well-informed people eating melons and drinking water, chattering, and their ears are full of talking voices.

"What's the matter with you, how are you pushing people? Ouch, you're still pushing!"

"Young man, it's good to stand here and watch, you have to squeeze in, and the people above will miss and hurt you in a while. ”

“......”

"Hehe, I'm sorry, borrow light. ”

Feng Yiyang, who was angry with the public, laughed while taking care of himself and pushed the onlookers to both sides, not only to open the way forward, but also to beware of pickpockets behind him, and not to show his martial arts, and when he reached the front row, Feng Yiyang's forehead was already sweating.

The men, women and children behind him spat and splashed, the topic has escalated many times, the wind is blowing and pretending not to hear, and the back is cold for a while, it seems that it has become the target of crusade.

It's so murderous... It's terrible, the masses are fiercer than tigers.

Feng Yiyang shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and looked at the stage, at this time the two people on the stage were already fighting together with their bare hands, one wearing white clothes, the other wearing blue clothes, one white and one blue staggered and collided on the stage, and the speed was very fast.

Feng Yiyang swept his eyes twice, and even if he didn't look at the moves, he quickly distinguished which was the Ouchi guard and which was Fuso, and the little man in white had a clattering sound of the wooden shoes under his feet, and he knew that he was a Fuso man with his eyes closed.

The blue-clothed man's style of play moves to attack the enemy's vital points, pressing step by step, Fusang's white-clothed little samurai fist style is also very sharp, but most of the time he is calmly parrying, and he is pressed into the corner of the ring for a while.

Feng Yiyang raised his eyelids and looked around, there was a big red platform with a top on the side of the ring, the tables and chairs were complete, and the middle-aged man in the yellow robe sitting in the center was surrounded by a large number of people, with a majestic demeanor, this person Feng Yiyang had seen it, and it was His Majesty the Emperor today.

His Majesty the Emperor is rubbing his chin with two fingers at this moment, which can make an emperor unconsciously make small movements in such a public place, and it seems that he is indeed not in a good mood now, or rather nervous.

It seems that His Majesty's eyesight is still good, Feng Yiyang muttered in his heart.

The two on the stage seem to be in the middle of the best, and the current situation seems to be the upper hand of the Ouchi guards, but many times the tailwind situation with no practical value is useless.

Like now.

The Ouchi guard was in a hurry to make a meritorious contribution and make a strong attack, but at the moment, in fact, his strength and spirit were at a disadvantage, and once this kind of big opening and closing move was exhausted or an oversight was caught in the gap, there was no chance to fight back.

Sure enough, the man in white saw a gap to open the punch of the man in blue, and suddenly bullied himself and slapped a heavy punch in the stomach of the man in blue, and the man in blue bowed down like a prawn, instantly losing the ability to fight back.

The man in white was no longer merciful, and the two fists seemed to turn into a bunch of fists in the eyes of ordinary people because they were too fast, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of heavy punches were thrown on the opponent's body.

Bang.

The man in blue crossed an arc from the air and landed here, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust, and several people in front of the crowd were knocked down and knocked away, one with one fell into a large area, and the wind raised silently to avoid the people who fell backwards, and squatted in front of the man in blue.