When ye Ziheng's first stick fell on his arm, Murray immediately regretted. He had known that he had only three moves. The boy didn't leave his hands, but gave his full strength. With one stick down, mu Lieh felt that his whole arm was about to be broken. His arm was shaking and the pain was constantly transmitted.

What's more terrible is that ye Ziheng seems to have no intention to stop. Just after the first stick fell, he immediately picked up the black iron stick, and then swept it towards Mu lie's waist.

When Murray saw this scene, he was shocked. If he was hit, it would not be a matter of numbness in his arm. Maybe his waist would be protruding.

Unable to resist, Murray had to step back several steps and evade ye Ziheng's move. However, as soon as he avoided this move, ye Ziheng's next move suddenly fell from the sky. MULLIE knew that it was too late to dodge, so he had to raise his other arm to block the attack.

"Bang!"

A dull voice sounded, and suddenly the expression on Murray's face became ferocious.

Ye Ziheng's blow is much more powerful than the previous one. If it was not for the fact that mu Lieh had reached the level of five grades and his body had been forged strong enough, maybe ye Ziheng could have smashed his hand bone just by that stroke, instead of just giving him pain.

After that, ye Ziheng made 16 attacks in succession, and each time belonged to the kind of one that put all the strength on the attack and did not defend at all. It can be said that it was full of flaws. Murray only needs to gently move his hand to break ye Ziheng's attack,.

Conceited, however, because he had said that ye Ziheng had 20 moves, he could not make a move. Finally, he missed the best opportunity to attack and made himself black and blue.

"Nineteen moves. There's one last move left."

Murie stood there and looked at ye Ziheng. His clothes had been broken by a stick before ye Ziheng. His body was full of blue and purple, and his body was still shaking, as if he would fall down carelessly in the next second.

"Good, last resort."

Ye Ziheng said, taking up the black iron stick in his hand, he suddenly got up and leaped, and fought against Mu lie's body.

Mu lie had been beaten by Ye Ziheng ten times before. He had already figured out ye Ziheng's tactics, and easily avoided ye Ziheng's "last strike".

At last, the twenty moves were finished. Murray was suddenly relieved, thinking that he could finally have a good fight with ye Ziheng.

But what he didn't expect was that ye Ziheng did not stop attacking after the last move, but hit him in a more violent way than the previous 20 moves.

Ye Ziheng did not let go of all the places in his head, feet, hands, waist, and the whole body. He hit more than 50 sticks before and after. Finally, he was out of breath, and Mu lie was also shaken.

At this time, ye Ziheng really made his last blow, and suddenly a broomstick hit him at the waist. Then, like a fly in the middle of a fly, Murray flew up, and then left the stick under the effect of inertia and fell heavily on the ground.

"The host wins the first prize of tianxingmen, reward: 1 lottery ticket, experience value of 100W points."

In this way, ye Ziheng succeeded in winning his first battle in tianxingmen under the overwhelming advantage of the whole process.

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