Cultivating Master In City

From the moment Anping appeared, Zhou Yi felt bad. Now, hearing Anping say that Lin Lang and WAN bin were tied, Zhou Yi's heart suddenly raised a raging anger.

Zhou Yi bit his teeth and said, "Murong Yijiang? It seems that I was wrong to let you go."

"Boss, they said that if you dare to hurt a hair of Murong Yinan, they will cut off one finger of meatball and coyote. I think they may really be able to do it."

"I know." Zhou Yi's face was as gloomy as rain clouds. It was obvious that the Murong family were making trouble behind their backs and didn't want to win the duel with Murong Yinan.

"Come, bottle, let me see the wound on your face." Mu Qingya waved to Anping. Anping happily came to Mu Qingya. Mu Qingya's palm touched the swollen palm print on Anping's face for a while. Anping felt his face cool and comfortable, and then touched it again. The redness and swelling had disappeared.

"Ah, sister-in-law, can you do magic? The swelling disappeared too fast." Anping cried in surprise.

"Well, I'll give you a little treatment. Anping, don't worry. Tell me everything in detail."

Anping nodded and told the story again. In fact, it was very simple. The three people wanted to come to the canteen, but on the way, a van suddenly came out to block the three of them, and then several big men rushed out of the car. When they came up, they were punched and kicked and subdued the three of them. Then, I saw a luxury car coming. Murong Yijiang came down from the luxury car and asked someone to release Anping and tell Anping to send a message to Zhou Yi, so Anping ran over.

"This is a demonstration against me and makes me tied up."

Zhou Yi thought about it. There was less than two hours left before he and Murong Yinan made an appointment. At this time, Murong Yijiang came out and tied Lin Lang and WAN bin. It was clear that he didn't want to win the duel. He had no concept of victory or defeat. It was also a kind of experience to duel with Murong Yinan in the vigorous period.

But at this time, the Murong family suddenly made such a move, which was very vicious, but aroused Zhou Yi's anger. What he hates most is that someone threatens himself with his family and brothers. The enemy is vicious, and he must not be soft.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi calmed down and said to Anping, "don't worry, I won't hurt meatballs and sex wolves."

"Yi, what are you going to do?"

"Go to the duel field now."

"Why go so soon?"

"Because I want to make a quick decision."

Zhou Yi didn't say much. He stood up and walked out of the canteen. Mu Qingya and Anping followed him. Outside, Liang Mingxi and other archaeology students saw Zhou Yi walking towards the duel field with a gloomy face, and they all followed him one after another. Liang Mingxi and others asked Anping why Zhou Yi didn't look right. Anping didn't tell Lin Lang and WAN bin about being tied up. He was worried that things would really make a big difference and would be dangerous to Lin Lang and WAN bin.

When I arrived at the playground in front of the back mountain of Longda, I saw a large group of people forming a big circle in the sun, and there was a lonely man standing there, which was Murong Yinan.

Zhou Yi passed through the crowd. People around him made way for him and let Zhou Yi go to the middle.

"You came early?" Murong Yinan took the initiative to talk to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi's face eased slightly and asked, "you're early too. I was thinking that if I came and couldn't see you here, I would kill you. Now I see you here, I've changed my mind, and I won't kill you."

Murong Yinan listened and looked at Zhou Yi strangely. He could see that Zhou Yi was very serious. He smiled faintly: "you are very confident. I know you claim to be the first person in Funiu Mountain. But the monastic contest was only attended by young people below Huajin level, so you and I are not at the same level at all. You want to kill me? It's not that easy?"

"Really, it's not that easy. It may take some time. How's it going?"

"Oh, almost."

"Then we can have a fight now."

"Now? I'm standing in a bad position for you. Are you sure you want to play now?"

"Right now, as we said, you choose the place and I decide the time."

"I thought it was 2 o'clock. It's only 1 o'clock now."

"I'm in a hurry."

"Of course. But let me say in advance, I'm facing the sun with my back. You're facing the sun, which will dazzle you. You lose the normal judgment of your visual system. And you rush here, your respiratory system hasn't been adjusted, and your lung activity will be much worse than usual when fighting. You look gloomy and obviously have something in mind because of something Anger, anger will affect your shooting speed and judgment. Are you sure you don't need to stabilize? "

"Right now!"

"Well, since you think it's fair, come on."

The people around looked at it from a distance and didn't know what they were talking about. I only saw two people withdraw two steps after they finished talking. Murong Yinan stood calmly and put his hands in a very casual posture. Zhou Yi clenched his fists and slowly raised his fists.

"You may be a good opponent, but I really don't want to waste time, so be aware of failure," Zhou Yi said coldly.

"Hehe, I don't know where your self-confidence comes from, but I appreciate your self-confidence."

"Don't talk nonsense. I call painting the ground as prison!"

Speaking, Zhou Yi exuded a powerful momentum. Suddenly, with him as the center, a dragon whirlwind was formed. In the middle of the Dragon whirlwind, there were almost hundreds of transparent fist shadows.

Murong Yinan's calm expression suddenly collapsed. "Are you a vigorous martial artist? Can you form boxing shadow? So many?"

How can Murong Yinan not be surprised? Zhou Yi never imagined the strength he showed when he came up. Generally speaking, when he reached the realm of vigorous martial arts, he released the real Qi in his body to form an unmatched vigorous strength. He can block bullets, avoid knives and guns, and form a vigorous awn. For example, Murong Yinan can also form the real Qi in his body into a gang awn outside his body, and even form a long sword as a weapon, but like Zhou Yi, his body is full of boxing shadow, which is too unimaginable.

Murong Yinan didn't dare to neglect and concentrate on gathering Qi. In his hand, there appeared a long sword with Green Gang mang flashing. This is his real Qi. It can be said that he cuts iron like mud, cuts gold and jade. Once stabbed by the long sword formed by gang Mang, the real Qi will disturb each other's internal Breathing all the time, and may even lead to endocrine disorder. It is really very powerful.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. People around Zhou Yi were surprised to see a dragon whirlwind suddenly formed around Zhou Yi's body. Then, Murong Yinan had a laser sword in his hand, which was even more majestic. Everyone was in an uproar. Murong Yinan's fan group naturally spared no effort to cheer loudly. Other relatively neutral fans also favor Zhou Yi in the whirlwind.

Among the crowd, there were some network anchors. They all drove their mobile phones to broadcast the live meeting between Zhou Yi and Murong. However, after a whirlwind appeared around Zhou Yi, the signal of the mobile phone was suddenly bad and became intermittent. After a while, the screen simply turned into a black screen.

Not only those anchors found this problem, but other students who were taking pictures with their mobile phones found that their mobile phones had inexplicably failed and couldn't shoot Zhou Yi. Every photo was a gust of wind and no one was there.

"In broad daylight, why can't you see people? There's a ghost?"

Many people have found this problem. There are no Zhou Yi and Murong in the mobile phone picture, but you can see them in your eyes. Many people immediately felt that their back spine was cold at more than 12 o'clock at noon. Can they say they were watching two ghosts fighting?

Ordinary people can't understand that to the extent of vigorous martial artists, they naturally form an automatic protective vigorous air cover around their body, which directly scatters the light. The camera technology invented by relying on the principle of light imaging can't shine where there is no light.

Soon, the onlookers around found another problem, that is, the longer they looked at the two people, the more painful their eyes were, and some even shed tears.

"Yes, see if you can stand my punches!"

Zhou Yi said coldly that it was a few punches, but as he waved his fist step by step, more than half of the boxing shadow around him was beaten out by him. The two men were at least more than ten meters away. However, there was no obstacle to Zhou Yi's fist shadow. They immediately attacked Murong Yinan.

Murong Yinan secretly complained. The pressure he faced was very strong. Among the experts he met in his life, only Zhou Yi could give him such a sense of pressure. Even those Gangjin martial arts experts who have been famous for many years could not give him such a feeling.

Seeing hundreds of fist shadows coming towards him, Murong Yinan didn't think about it any more. He waved the blue Gang mang sword in his hand and roared, "I won't admit defeat!"

Murong Yinan's sword technique is exquisite. Cutting, stabbing, stirring and sweeping, or oblique stabbing or sweeping, can accurately stop the boxing shadows that Zhou Yi blows over. Every time the gang mang sword collided with the fist shadow, Murong Yinan could feel his arm shake. It was the impact force brought by the fist strength on the fist shadow. It can be imagined how powerful Zhou Yi's fist would be if it was sent out with all his strength.

"Very good, take this again!"

Zhou Yi opened and closed his hands. The shadow of the fist that had just rushed straight into the past suddenly dispersed and surrounded Murong Yinan in all directions.