Chapter 96 The fight begins!Let the fight begin!Let the fight begin! [1100 monthly tickets for additional updates, a [-]-word chapter! 】
The next day.
The sixth day of November.
On the second day of the lunar new year, Yan Chuang of "Shadowless Kicks" and Tu Tiannan of "Golden Ling Cross Spear" fought in the ring, but were attacked by Wu Qi, one of the ten Guangling gangsters "Wu Jiaquan". In the end, Yan Chuang held the "Red Tassel Spear". Pierced Wu Qi's throat and killed ten people.
That day was thrilling!
However, after that day, for three days in a row, Yan Chuang stopped coming to the martial arts competition, including everyone from the Tiexian Martial Arts Hall.
Most people thought that something might have happened.
This is also normal.
Yan Chuang's "rebellion" was after all, there were only ten inner dean elders in Guangling Academy. Although Guangling Academy did not hold him accountable, Yan Chuang was frightened and did not want to come out again, which is reasonable.
But during the past three days, rumors came out from Guangling Academy that Yan Chuang was crazy and had issued a letter of challenge to all the elites of Guangling Academy to fight them today. .
The news spread was outrageous——
Some said that Yan Chuang had invited dozens of people to fight and had to deal with them one by one in the ring.
Others said that Yan Chuang wanted to fight a hundred people, one against a hundred!
Even more outrageous, it was claimed that Yan Chuang wanted to challenge not the disciples of the academy, but the ten men of Guangling and the many professors of Guangling Academy, who wanted one person to challenge the academy and defeat the academy.
In short.
The more it spreads, the more outrageous it is.
There are many people who don't believe it.
More people believe it.
False rumors.
In the end it was outrageous.
But no matter what kind of rumors, most of them are today, the sixth day of the lunar month.
Someone specifically squatted outside the gate of Tiexian Martial Arts Hall.
Early this morning.
The martial arts hall door is open.
really.
Yan Chuang, the 'Shadowless Kick' who had been away for three days, led the crowd and went straight to the martial arts competition! This time! Sit down! ……
"Master Yan is out!"
"Master Yan! Master Yan! Are we really going to fight against ten guys today?"
"The ten guys are all people who have been famous for decades. Master Yan would challenge it because he was crazy. I guess the message must be wrong. The one Master Yan wants to challenge should be the 'Guangling Ten Heroes'!"
"Master Yan!"
"Tell us, who are you going to fight today?"
……
When Yan Chuang went out, he was still far away from the venue of the martial arts competition. Along the way, there were all kinds of martial arts people and all kinds of good people who came to see and ask questions.
"Come, come!"
"Give in, thank you!"
"It is inconvenient to reveal!"
"If you want to know, go to the tournament and you will know everything!"
"Not ten guys!"
"Shi Lao is a senior, and my master has always admired him."
Wei Quan stopped the idlers who wanted to rush up along the way, preventing them from disturbing the master.
He is very free today.
That day, after Yan Chuang's "Red Tassel Spear" showed its power, everyone was worried about leaving the "Red Tassel Spear" to him for safekeeping. Therefore, he lost his identity as a "gun boy", and the "Red Tassel Spear" was held by Yu Jinpeng instead. Following Yan Chuang and Cheng Fengxiao, they were vaguely protected.
Three masters work together to protect you!
It's safe.
Wei Quan had nothing to do, so he ran to stop people angrily and acted as the spokesperson for Yan Chuang and Tiexian Martial Arts School. He didn't have stage fright, and he rehearsed in advance, so he did a pretty good job.
that's it.
All the way to the tournament.
……
And this time.
the other end.
The martial arts tournament, the arena where Yan Chuang is stationed——
He Junjie came to the stage with a drink and was the first to challenge and the first to arrive.
He glanced around the audience, looking at Teng Siqian, Li Jianhua, Xiang Yue, Meng Nan, and all the elites from Guangling University. He Junjie took a sip of wine and said loudly: "Yan Chuang's tone is boundless. If someone wants to single out the forty elites of our Guangling Academy, and he wants to take the path of an invincible grandmaster, I am happy to accompany him. In today’s battle, I will be the first to go!"
He Junjie has a loud voice.
A large part of the audience was not sure whether Yan Chuang was coming today, and if so, who he would hit.
But at this time, after listening to He Junjie's words, these people understood——
"Yan Chuang is really coming!"
"Challenge the forty elites of Guangling Academy?"
"Ten heroes, four immortals, five unique skills, seven wonders, seven emotions, seven kills, exactly 40 people!"
"hiss!"
"Master Yan is crazy?"
When everyone heard this, they all thought Yan Chuang was going crazy.
And this time.
offstage.
Xiang Yue touched his head and said with a smile: "Senior Brother He, count me in. I didn't have enough fun with Master Yan that day. Today, let's learn a few more tricks!"
Go up to Yue Fei.
There are already two people in the ring.
"Count me in!"
"I'm here too!"
As Xiang Yue started, two more people jumped up, stepped on people's heads, and flew over from a distance.
Taking a closer look, someone recognized...
"Seven kills, 'High Fist' Peng Tieshou!"
"Qimiao, 'Wen Sheng Fist' Su Jiangang!"
"Two more masters are here!"
"Four!"
"Master Yan had a hard time beating Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying that day. Today, none of the four elites are necessarily worse than Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying!"
"Master Yan, can you beat me?"
Seeing the four people on stage, each with their own reputation, some were already looking forward to it, and some began to worry about Yan Chuang.
However, this is far from over——
Bang bang bang! "Guangling Academy, Zimenquan, Cao Xu!"
"Guangling Academy, Silk Fist, Yu Yan!"
Two more figures flew over.
Two more elites arrived.
The previous one, Qimiao.
The latter one is Qiqing.
The number of elites on stage increased to six.
It's not just-
boom! boom! "Teng Siqian!"
"Li Jianhua!"
"They're on too!"
"Both of these two have fought against Master Yan, and both of them were defeated. This time, with more and less, we promise to win back the victory!"
"oops!"
"Master Yan, thank you!"
On the six-foot-square arena, the number of elites from Guangling Academy increased to eight in a short period of time!
Eight elites!
Eight masters!
Every one of them had outstanding achievements, but at this time, they were gathered in the same arena, waiting for only one person, Yan Chuang.
"Eight people!"
"enough!"
"Enough for Yan Chuang to drink a pot."
Meng Nan was motionless in the audience. He looked at the woman beside him and asked with a smile: "Why did you rush back from there in a hurry? Isn't it because of Yan Chuang? Don't you want to go on stage to fight with him?"
The woman's name is "Tang Huaiyu", she practices "Huanglong Boxing", she is known as "Draffian", and she is one of the "Four Immortals".
She was originally not interested in martial arts competitions, and was in the world of mountains and seas.
But there I heard that a "Shadowless Kick" came out of Guangling, penetrated Guangling Academy, and even killed Wu Qi, one of the ten "Witch Fist".
Tang Huaiyu was curious and rushed back immediately.
In fact.
Like her, there are many top elites from Guangling Academy who have returned urgently from the world of mountains and seas in the past few days.
But returning does not mean fighting Yan Chuang.
"Eight of them are enough."
Tang Huaiyu smiled.
She is more or less aware of the strength of the eight people on the stage. If they join forces, they are no match for her. If Yan Chuang abandons the 'Red Tassel Spear', what will he use to fight?
If you hit someone else again, you're bullying them! "That's it."
"But I'm quite looking forward to whether Yan Chuang can come up with something new this time and stick to a few more moves in the ring."
Meng Nan thought of Yan Chuang——
Shadowless feet! God is changing!
Cheng's Liuhe Gun! And the 'Red Tassel Gun'! This Yan Chuang has too many cards, and he likes to hide them, never revealing them until the last moment.
Before this battle started, no one knew whether Yan Chuang still had an unknown trump card.
Even considering Yan Chuang's temperament, past record, and battle situation, it can be said with certainty that Yan Chuang must still have some trump cards hidden. The only thing unclear is - "How many trump cards does he have!"
"How strong are these trump cards!"
This is what Meng Nan is most interested in.
At the same time, it is also the curiosity of everyone present today, from the audience to the elite, from the experts to the big guys, old and young.
Yan Chuang, as the protagonist, did not make people wait.
Those eight people just came on stage.
There was a commotion outside.
Someone shouted——
"Master Yan is here!"
Yan Chuang!
The Lord is here!
……
Kong Kong Kong! Yan Chuang couldn't wait. He was on the outside and couldn't even wait for the onlookers to get out of the way. With one leap, he jumped onto the crowd, stepped on people's heads with his feet, and flew straight to the ring across a hundred feet of air.
boom! Standing still in the corner of the ring.
"Master Yan!"
"What a handsome Qinggong!"
On the stage, Xiang Yue praised him.
"Yan Chuang, you fought one against two a few days ago and won the battle. This time, there are eight of us. If you think there are too many, point out which one, which one will go down, and how many will be left, we will decide!"
"Don't let people think we bullied you!"
He Junjie took a big gulp of wine and threw the empty wine jar, which shattered into pieces with a bang.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.
Yan Chuang glanced at the eight people on the stage, and all eight of them were solemn. Starting from congratulating Junjie, he clasped his fists and said——
"Guangling Academy, 'Drunken Immortal Fist' He Junjie."
"Guangling Academy, 'Fuquan' Teng Siqian."
"Guangling Academy, 'Fifth Ancestor Heyang Fist' Xiang Yue."
"Guangling Academy, 'Flower Boxing' Li Jianhua."
"Guangling Academy, 'Wen Sheng Quan' Su Jiangang."
"Guangling Academy, 'Zimenquan' Cao Xu."
"Guangling Academy, 'High Fist' Peng Tieshou."
"Guangling Academy, 'Si-Tang Fist' Yu Yan."
There are different boxing techniques.
The appearance is different.
The sounds vary.
Gender varies.
The only thing these eight people have in common is their fighting spirit! Eight elites!
Three of them, Yan Chuang, had fought against them a few days ago, and the remaining five faced each other for the first time. However, they had met some familiar faces during the confrontation in the ring on the second day of junior high school.
Hit when you come!
Yan Chuang didn't do any ink. He also cupped his fists and said solemnly: "Tie Xian Martial Arts School, Cheng Family Boxing, Yan Chuang!"
Everyone is greeted.
He Junjie was the most rude, his legs were wandering, his eyes were drunk, he was stumbling and wobbling——
"Drunken Immortal Fist!"
"The body is drunk but the mind is not drunk, the fist is drunk but the heart is not drunk!"
He Junjie rushed forward, his fist moves seemed chaotic, but they contained elusive changes.
"Drunk Immortal Fist."
"You can not!"
Yan Chuang moved like a tiger, like a tiger descending from the mountain, its claws were sharp, grabbing, pressing and swinging once -
laugh! He Junjie stepped forward like a whirlwind, and then retreated like a frightened rabbit.
After just one encounter, everyone saw that there was an extra claw mark on He Junjie's chest, and his clothes were torn. Three points further, it was his heart! This catch! Can kill! "Yan Chuang is holding back!"
"He's stronger!"
In the audience, Meng Nan couldn't take his eyes away. When he saw Yan Chuang frightening He Junjie away with one blow, he saw that Yan Chuang's 'Tiger Shape Fist' attainments were beyond the realm of possibility and unimaginable.
aside.
Tang Huaiyu saw Yan Chuang take action for the first time, and she was also shocked: "Senior Brother He is not his Yihe enemy?"
how can that be!
He Junjie is as famous as her, and they are both "Four Immortals". There is not much difference in strength between the two. They chase each other, and they have always been between brothers.
But this time.
on the stage.
He Junjie couldn't even make a move under Yan Chuang's hands? "Brother He!"
"Isn't he really drunk?"
Tang Huaiyu couldn't believe it.
Everyone in the audience was shocked.
In the ring, the eight elites, including He Junjie, were all equally shocked.
Especially He Junjie.
Yan Chuang's claw looked like a real tiger that was about to kill him in an had fought in person, so of course he could feel it. Yan Chuang's grasp clearly showed strength.
If not, he will either die or be injured.
"Thank you, Master Yan, for keeping me!"
He Junjie was so frightened that he sobered up and hurriedly thanked Yan Chuang.
Yan Chuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone, come together."
His hands were in the shape of tiger claws, intending to hit these eight people with the 'tiger-shaped fist'.
"Watch out for his tiger claws!"
He Junjie reminded him, staggered and fell to the ground——
Fallen monument! Fall to the ground! Oolong gallows!
This time, He Junjie followed suit, avoided Yan Chuang's tiger claws, and launched his attack exclusively from the bottom wall.
"I attack the upper plate!"
The person who shouted loudly was Yu Yan, the 'Silk Fist'. She was a woman, her fists were like silkworms spinning silk, soft and connected, and her blows were like poisonous arrows leaving the strings, and her technique was so powerful——
Plagiarism!
Take the palm!
Tiger Claw Attack!
"no!"
"I can't hold you back!"
Yu Yan showed signs of weakness after just three moves, but Yan Chuang struck her with a tiger claw that brushed across her face, almost disfiguring her face. She was so shocked that she quickly backed away.
And in the bottom plate.
Yan Chuang moved his feet at will, his legs were as fast as whips, kicking, kicking, hooking and kicking, like a leaping dragon and a tiger, and easily broke He Junjie's 'Oolong Column' cleanly——
boom! Kick him to the ground and fly him backwards!
"hiss!"
"What a hard foot!"
He Junjie clapped his hands and turned around to stabilize his posture. The drunkenness that had just brewed was stung by the piercing force attached to Yan Chuang's legs and feet, and he was about to wake up again.
This Drunken Immortal Fist!
Unable to enter the state for a long time, He Junjie's strength was at least [-]% simply stepped aside and shouted to the audience: "Here comes the wine!"
He wants to drink wine to cheer him up!
He Junjie retreated, but someone else came up.
"drink!"
Low kick, flat kick, kick, kick, kick sweep, leg wrap! Intricate and close! These are Fujia legs! Teng Siqian came on.
She took over from He Junjie and immediately showed off her leg skills in the 'Fu Fist'.
She is not alone.
left.
Shake up!
A skilled hand is like shooting a bow! This is the 'Fifth Ancestor Heyang Fist', shot at Xiang techniques were long and short, and his force was fierce, hitting Yan Chuang's temples, ears, throat and other vital parts.
Right.
Take action like a hundred flowers suddenly blooming.
Finger up and down, finger left and right.
This is the 'Flower Fist', and Li Jianhua also moved it!The technique is like shuttling, the weak force will make you happy, the strong force will make you angry, the excessive force will make you sad, and the strong force will make you happy!
More than three people.
behind.
Some people are as powerful as spring thunder, so crisp and clear that it sends chills down your spine.
This is the real elite of Zimen Quan, Cao Xu, the leader of Zimen Quan Club. He is ranked among the "Seven Wonders". He is much more powerful than Yan Chuang who has fought several Zimen Quan in the ring a few days ago! 'Fuquan' Teng Siqian.
'Fifth Ancestor Heyang Fist' Xiang Yue.
'Flower Boxing' Li Jianhua.
'Zimenquan' Cao Xu.
Back and forth, left and right!
Four-person attack!
One plus one plus one plus one!
The pressure is more than four!
Yan Chuang!
Can you bear it?
……
(End of this chapter)