Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 59 The Battle of Xiaofengpo II

The battle is coming to an end, and there is still a stick of incense time. There are two newcomers on the ring to replace the old ones, while Tie Kuang and the white-faced scholar Meng Jun are still standing on the stage. With a long breath and still with enough strength, Chen Youliang jumped onto the stage of Tiekuang with a leap.

Chen Youliang cupped his fists and said generously: "Senior Tie is worthy of being a famous master. His pair of iron palms are destructive and powerful. Not only do Lien Zhan's aura remain undiminished, but their inner strength is deep and long. Of."

This sentence is so shameless, what the more you fight, the more brave you are, it is like being a bitch and setting up a memorial archway. Many people secretly despise it. Doesn’t this mean that Chen Youliang not only did not take advantage of it, but also acted righteously, as if he had suffered a loss generally.

Once on stage, Chen Youliang fought with Tie Kuang, Tie Kuang's iron palm was less than [-]% of his strength, Chen Youliang was not in a hurry, and put on an evenly matched appearance, every time he punched, he was only half as strong as Tie Kuang, so he didn't fall behind.

Seeing that time was running out, although Tie Kuang's appearance was rough, he was solid and thick, but suddenly his palm strength was reduced by [-]%. After a few moves, the strength of Chen Youliang's hand was only a little stronger than his own, and he immediately understood Chen Youliang had sinister intentions, and saw Tie Kuang step back a few steps, stepped back from the ring, and shouted loudly: "Time is running out, as a senior, it would be a disgrace if you can't beat the younger generation within a few moves. Let it be with you."

With the word "Let", even if Chen Youliang wins, he still won't be able to convince the crowd. Chen Youliang's heart was gloomy, his expression remained unchanged, and he cupped his hands and said, "Then I thank Senior Tie for his kindness."

Tie Kuang glanced at the servant on the stone forest, the haughty and indifferent figure, the arrogance of the swordsman, the servant's swordsmanship is superb, probably not much worse than Zhang Han, Tie Kuang retreated from the ring this trip, It is also self-aware.

"Let me do it." Wu Xian jumped, and a gray shadow passed by, and he had already reached the ring.With this wonderful lightness skill, everyone in the audience only heard a sound, and Wu Xian appeared on the ring.

"Boy Wu, you're here too, haha." Tie Kuang's rough voice sounded, and the surprise and joy couldn't be concealed in his tone.

Wu Xian turned his head and said with a smile: "Senior Tie, I haven't seen you for a long time. Originally, I planned to watch the martial arts competition quietly, but I have a bad habit. Just stand up, let yourself feel happy, and let others feel unhappy."

A middle-aged man stood up, his face was bruised and swollen, he was injured by Tie Kuang earlier, he always had a nature of revenge, so he couldn't help it, and said sharply: "I only heard that the young ones were beaten and the old ones came again; It was an eye-opener today, I didn’t expect the young one to take revenge after beating the old one, it’s really strange.”

Tie Kuang's smiling face remained unchanged, ignoring such small characters at all, clenched his fists to cheer, looked at Wu Xian and said, "Beat him, I'm optimistic about you."

The two sneered, Chen Youliang remained calm and calm, and Wu Xian knew that if he wanted to protect the beggar gang well, he would sooner or later face Cheng Kun and his master and apprentice. At this moment, the enemy was in the open and I was in the dark, so Wu Xian did not panic.

Chen Youliang clasped his fists and asked, "I, Chen Youliang, don't you know your brother's name?"

Wu Xian returned the gift with a smile, rubbed his nose, and said embarrassedly: "I'm Yongdeng Wu Dexian, brother Chen, don't talk nonsense, time is running out, let's compete first."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xian rushed over, using only three points of speed, trying to test Chen Youliang's strength, he pointed out, but he was as anxious as a thunder, and pointed at Chen Youliang's chest and abdomen acupoints.

Wu Xian's attack was really sudden, Chen Youliang didn't expect it, even though he was quick-witted, he couldn't countermeasure it in an instant.The heroes in the audience were all shameless, feeling that Wu Xian was not upright.

Wu Xian doesn't care about people's opinions, he treats a gentleman as a gentleman, and greets a villain as a villain.

Chen Youliang saw that Wu Xian was as fast as lightning, his fingering was upright and brilliant, his face turned sideways in shock, and he managed to dodge, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then his magic fist changed into dragon claws, and when he turned sideways, his claws pointed at Wu Xian Attack from half the waist.

Hit the waist, this is to make my old Wu family have no descendants.Wu Xian was no longer sympathetic, he tapped the index finger of his left hand, and a stream of pure yang qi spewed out from the index finger, Wu Xian's heart was ill, and the index finger hit Zhu's acupoint in his palm. The soreness and numbness gradually climbed up the arm from the Zhongzhu acupoint, and Chen Youliang had to do his best to suppress it with his true energy.

Chen Youliang's right hand didn't stop, he stretched out all five fingers, the blue veins on the back of his hand violently hooked towards Wu Xian's neck, like a tiger pouncing on its food, swift and fierce, unstoppable.

Wu Xian's keen senses, coupled with his speed, internal strength, and martial arts skills are much better than Chen Youliang's. He leisurely stepped sideways and lowered his head. The circulation is blocked, and it is no longer possible to fight.

"I..." Before the words came out, Chen Youliang was hit by Wu Xian's dumb acupoint, unable to speak a word, Wu Xian kept fighting with his fingers, in the eyes of outsiders, he looked really relaxed and at ease, it didn't feel like it Fighting in the arena is like walking in the field, walking sideways, looking down at the grass, and stretching out your hands to twirl the flowers.

Although it was a martial arts competition at this time, no one had any great hatred, and the scene where the son's servant rescued Gong Xiong created a good atmosphere. No one killed him, and it was impossible for Wu Xian to take Chen Youliang's life. He tapped three death points one after another, but it only used a little internal force, which is not a serious threat to his life, but it will make his whole body itchy for three to five days, so he hit him off the ring with one palm and won the ring master.

Wu Xian's battle was smooth and flowing, which attracted all the heroes to look sideways, even the servants on the stone forest looked over, his sad face seemed to be more sad, but no one could see it.

Tie Kuang laughed three times, happy for Wu Xian; the middle-aged man who had ridiculed the two before, or was afraid that the two would trouble him, disappeared into the crowd angrily; the young man on the slope also glanced at him, nodded slightly with a smile, His gaze fell on Wu Xian all the time.

The crowd was crowded, and two figures squeezed forward, "Brother, so you are so powerful." The fat man bent down, sneaked under the hands of the two big men, and worshipped.

"Fat Hu, how many times have I told you that my surname is Wu, and I'm younger than you, just call me Wu Xiaodi." Wu Xian emphasized again and again, Fat Hu heard it, turned around and then forgot.

The limping Li Er also walked through the crowd, with a smile on his face, he said: "Brother Wu, you are really capable. When the time comes, Fatty and I will join you. I hope that Brother Wu will be with us for a while. Don't worry about it." dislike."

(End of this chapter)