The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 192
"It's not easy to go down to the ground, can anyone come up and teach me?"

Dimantisao Maoyi asked loudly towards the audience.

"Well, it shouldn't be called Dimandao, it should be called Hob Dao Meat, a real pile of meat!"

At this time, acrimonious words sounded from the audience, which made Mao Buyi immediately furious.

"Where is the dog barking? If you don't accept it, get out!"

The flesh on the monk Juehong's face trembled slightly when he heard that sentence, he stared at a man who was as long as a hemp pole under the stage and said in a deep voice: "My friend, you can come up and compete, but Please don't insult others!"

The stick-like man's eyes were wide open, and he said angrily: "Go up, go up, I want to see how powerful your hob meat is!"

As soon as Ma Gan finished speaking, he landed lightly on the ring.

"Come and report your name!"

Mao Buyi glared at the man with the hemp stick, and shouted.

The stick man said disdainfully: "A certain Yun Zhongyan just can't understand your arrogant appearance!"

"Good, good, good!"

Mao Buyi yelled "Hello" three times in a row, grabbed the ghost knife in his hand, rolled his body at high speed, like a meat ball, and rushed towards Yun Zhongyan quickly.

Yun Zhongyan smiled lightly and looked at Mao Buyi who rolled over like a meat ball, not only did he not fight back, but he didn't even take precautions.

Just when Mao Buyi was about to bump into Yun Zhongyan, Yun Zhongyan suddenly turned into an afterimage and flew towards the air quickly.

Mao's attack was not easy to miss, but because his speed was too fast, he couldn't stop in time, and directly hit the wooden stake on the ring.

"Click"

The wooden stake broke immediately, and its fracture was smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon.

"I'm a good boy, if it's a person being bumped into, wouldn't it be two pieces?"

Everyone in the audience stared at Mao Buyi.

Yang Chengye's eyes widened in the crowd, this mantising knife is really good, if all the charging soldiers use the mantising knife, then the enemy's infantry will still be alive?

Yang Chengye secretly kept Mao Buyi in his heart, and he must let him pass the mantis knife to the frontline soldiers when he has the opportunity.

But at this time, Yun Zhongyan suddenly had a hidden weapon in his hand, head and foot, and threw it towards Mao Yiyi.

Mao Buyi was also unambiguous, his body shrank, and he squatted on the ground. The ghost knife in his hand turned quickly like a windmill, and all the hidden weapons dropped by Yun Zhongyan were missed.

Yun Zhongyan snorted coldly, pulled out a handle from her waist, and "scrubbed" towards the hair, which is not easy to shave, it is the three swords.

Yun Zhongyan's three swords were done in one go, it's difficult for ordinary people to see clearly, they only think that he stabbed with one sword, turned into three swords and stabbed towards Mao Buyi's chest, back and arms.

Mao Buyi's ghost knife turned again, blocking all three swords of Yun Zhongyan, and then aimed at Yun Zhongyan's empty door and slashed.

Yun Zhongyan was originally good at speed, so she didn't care about Mao Buyi's ghost knife, and easily dodged Mao Buyi's slash, followed by three swords, this time the three swords were faster than last time, and at the same time One hand spilled a hidden weapon again.

Now Mao didn't panic anymore, Yun Zhongyan's three swords under Guitou Dao's crotch were hit by two hidden weapons on the arm and embedded in the flesh.

Mao Buyi let out a miserable snort, staggered to the ground, and fainted instantly.

"The winner in this round is Yun Zhongyan."

Monk Juehong said to the audience, then walked over to check Mao Buyi's injury.

Mao Buyi was only hit with two hidden weapons in his arms, logically speaking, it is impossible to faint.

When Juehong saw that Mao was not easy, he immediately became furious. Monk Juehong has a honest and honest personality.

At this moment, Mao Buyi was lying on the ring, his eyes were closed, his lips were purple, and black blood was flowing from his arm that was hit by a hidden weapon, which was obviously a sign of poisoning.

"Yun Zhongyan, quickly hand over the antidote!"

Juehong got up and shouted at Yun Zhongyan.

Yun Zhongyan said disdainfully: "Skills are not as good as others, so what does it matter to me if I die?"

Monk Juehong said angrily: "The martial arts conference held this time is to make friends with martial arts. A respectable person in the distance commands the heroes. If you are as vicious as you are, you are not qualified to be on stage."

"The Buddha said to forgive others and forgive others. Since you have won, hand over the antidote and save the life of the benefactor Mao."

Yun Zhongyan sneered and said: "This Hob knife dares to scold a certain dog for barking, and he will have to bear the due price. It is impossible to ask me to hand over the antidote!"

Monk Juehong said solemnly: "Since that's the case, don't blame the poor monk!"

Monk Juehong said Shaolin Arhat Fist and used it to attack Yun Zhongyan.

"Old bald donkey, catch me if you want the antidote!"

After Yun Zhongyan finished speaking, her body moved and rushed to the outside of the training ground.

Yun Zhongyan knew that Monk Juehong was powerful, and he was no match, so he ran away in a hurry.

Although the monk Juehong is superb in martial arts, he is not good at lightness kung fu, so he can only watch Yun Zhongyan escape helplessly.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang stepped forward, squatting beside Mao Buyi to check his injuries.

After a while, Wang Chongyang stood up and said: "This poison is extremely overbearing, and it cannot be cured without an antidote."

Hearing this, Jue Hong became very anxious, and said: "Since that's the case, Daoist Hurry up and chase that Yun Zhongyan back!"

Wang Chongyang smiled and said: "No hurry, he can't run away, he will come back by himself later."

Everyone didn't understand, since that Yun Zhongyan had escaped, how could he come back by himself?
"Snapped"

At this moment, a figure fell on the ring, and everyone saw that it was Yun Zhongyan who had just escaped.

Immediately afterwards, another figure landed on the ring.

"Hehe, Pindao knew you would come back."

Wang Chongyang looked at Yang Chengye and said.

The person who brought Yun Zhongyan back was Yang Chengye, but Yang Chengye seldom walked around the rivers and lakes, so no one knew him.

Everyone in the audience looked at the ring, and they could tell that Yun Zhongyan was captured by Yang Chengye. As for who Yang Chengye was, no one knew.

Zhao Wushuang in the crowd blinked her beautiful eyes, all this was beyond her expectation.

Zhao Wushuang only knows that Yang Chengye has a way of leading the army in battle, which can be seen from the extermination of pirates and Japanese pirates.

But he never expected that Yang Chengye's martial arts were not bad. One must know that Yun Zhongyan's lightness kung fu is excellent, even Zhao Wushuang can't match her, but he was caught by Yang Chengye easily.

On the stage, Yang Chengye asked Wang Chongyang: "Really, how is his injury?"

Wang Chongyang said in a deep voice: "The poisoning is too deep, moreover the poison is extremely overbearing, there is no antidote and it cannot be removed at all."

Yang Chengye said: "I have already asked Yun Zhongyan, and he said that there is no antidote."

Hearing this, Wang Chongyang shook his head with a sigh.

Suddenly, Yang Chengye said: "I'll try again!"

As Yang Chengye said, he lifted Mao Buyi up, put one hand on his back, and grabbed Yun Zhongyan with the other, using the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi that he had never used before.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Yun Zhongyan yelled loudly, but her acupoints were restrained, so she couldn't resist at all.

At this time, one after another black silk threads entered Yang Chengye's body from Mao Buyi's body, and then entered Yun Zhongyan's body.

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