Although he had been beaten up by Lin Yan several times in the original owner's memory, he had never had a real competition with him. Therefore, Xue Chang did not know much about Lin Yan's skills, but he was not nervous about the first real competition he came to this world, but was excited.

Lin Yan roared angrily, his fist whirring and whistling the wind, and he hit him head-on.

Xue Chang's eyes shrank slightly. The battle with Geng Po some time ago and the training in the system made him quickly make a judgment: although the opponent seemed to be coming in a fierce manner, he did not use his full strength, and obviously had spare energy. This move was just a test.

Xue Chang poked his right foot out, raised his left palm, and punched the empty door on the exposed chest of the opponent.

Lin Yan was waiting for this moment. He shouted softly and hit the opponent's fist like lightning.

Xue Chang's move was also a false move. He quickly retracted his fist, retreated, but his left leg suddenly popped out.

Although this move was beyond Lin Yan's expectations, he was not too worried because he thought that the distance between the two sides had not been widened and the time was too fast. Xue Chang kicked out this leg too hasty, and would not have much power, but would give him the lead. So he shouted softly, pressed his right elbow lightly to block it, and continued to follow, slamming his left fist.

But he didn't know that Xue Chang had achieved great success in using the system to practice Arhat Fist. Not only could he practice a complete set of boxing techniques in a short period of time, but he could also ensure that the internal breathing operation meets the requirements of the system. Therefore, the kick just now seemed hasty, but in fact, most of the internal energy has been poured into the toes.

Lin Yan did not take this kick to heart and only made simple defenses. As a result, his elbow touched the opponent's flying kick as soon as he hit him, and a powerful force came, making him unstable.

Just as he staggered, Xue Chang's left foot hit the ground, immediately bounced up and kicked his head.

The chain leg style in Luohan Fist, Xue Chang changed to kick it out with one foot, and it was still so fast and powerful, which was actually borrowed from Guo Youxin's folding leg method in the system.

Lin Yan's pace was unstable and could not exert force, so he was forced to retreat.

Xue Chang seized the opportunity and pressed him step by step, forcing the other party to be forced to defend.

The audience below saw Lin Yan's embarrassing look, and the joy was thunderous.

When Xu Xi and the other two saw that their master had the upper hand, they were excited and kept cheering.

Many of the escorts from the Sihai Escort Bureau who maintained order on the arena knew Xue Chang. Now they are surprised to see that his performance is completely different from the past.

Xue Chang's storm-like attack made Lin Yan, who had lost the initiative, busy defending and unable to play his advantage. He was already frustrated. The ridicule of the audience in the audience made him feel even more humiliated. So when Xue Chang punched another punch, Lin Yan roared angrily, without dodging, but instead swung his fist to meet him.

Xue Chang was shocked: Lin Yan wanted to exchange injuries for injuries. After being punched by himself with his left chest, he hit his fist on the face?

Xue Chang hesitated for a moment, and the strong wind was already blowing, so he chose to retreat.

Lin Yan did not dare to slack off after the fight just now. He knew that the other party was not an easy person. If he didn't fight hard today, he would probably have to lose to this playboy who he had always looked down upon.

Lin Yan roared angrily, bit his iron teeth hard, and rushed forward quickly, slamming his fists, but he ignored his own life.

The meteor iron arm fist is practiced to great success. The arms are as hard as iron, the body is fast and the fist is fast. There is also the family-born method of collapsed mountains and fists. The fist is stone collapsed, so Lin Lei is known as the "iron fist". Although Lin Yan is far away from his father, he does not care about his body and makes all his strength. He can also exert all his life. As the two fists rotate, it is like a night wind blowing, whistling.

At this time, Xue Chang wanted to use the opponent's flaws to attack, so he had to be afraid of the opponent's iron fist that followed. After all, in his opinion, this was just a competition and was not worth fighting for life.

It was precisely under this mentality that he not only weakened his momentum, but also gradually got his chance back to the other party.

The corpses next to the ring were relieved to see the young corpses gradually winning back their initiative.

"Hmph, it's so hard to beat a dog that is a betrayal, what's the point of applause?" A loud voice with anger sounded.

The studs were shocked and hurriedly bent down to salute: "General Lin's stud."

A short and strong middle-aged man with a square face, a beard and leopard head and a leopard head and eyes walked to the bodyguards with his hands on his back, looking down on the wooden platform with disdain. After a while, his two thick eyebrows were twisted together.

The two of them fought fiercely on the wooden stage; the audience cheered one after another, and the scene was very lively.

But Xue Chang, who was in the game, felt something was wrong. After dozens of rounds, the opponent became more and more braver, but he felt a little tired. Although the competition with Geng Po some time ago often lasted for dozens of rounds, it was a practice after all. Now Lin Yan fought to the death, and the intensity was far greater than before, so it was naturally very expensive. Although Xue Chang had taken the bone washing and marrow clearing pill and his internal strength was slightly higher than that of the other party, the original master was not diligent in practicing martial arts, and in memory, his opponent worked much harder than the original master. The body he had worked hard for more than ten years gradually showed his advantages in high-intensity battles.

Damn it! I used to use my physical strength and flexibly to fight Geng Po, but now this guy also wants to defeat me with his physical strength!... When Xue Chang thought of Geng Po, his anxious heart suddenly calmed down. He no longer fought head-on and began to deal with Lin Yan's fierce attack by dodging and blocking.

Therefore, from the scene, Xue Chang became more passive.

"I originally thought that the nickname of 'Jinhe Yiba' was about to be replaced, but this young man named Xue Chang was just the beginning." Many viewers were disappointed.

Fan Yu and Hu Qiudi clenched their fists, making them even more worried about their master.

Xu Xi stared at the stage and said in a deep voice: "Does the master's boxing method look like Mr. Geng before?"

The two of them looked closely and said: It's true! In addition to being more flexible in body movements, they have more defenses with their legs.

Suddenly, Fan Yu shouted excitedly: "One-word punch!"

Xue Chang suddenly punched out in defense on the wooden platform, as fast as lightning, hitting Lin Yan's left shoulder, and then retracted it and continued to defend.

Lin Yan shook and roared, and the attack became even more fierce, but not long after, he was punched again.

The force of the fist in it was not very strong, but it disrupted Lin Yan's offensive rhythm and changed his mentality.

Within a moment, he was punched several more times, and he was so angry that he roared repeatedly.

The sudden change in the situation made the audience cheer.

"Stop!" A loud voice trembled in Xue Chang's ears, and then a short and strong figure grabbed him, waved his hand to block him from seeing the opportunity, and punched Lin Yan in the face.

Xue Chang's fist hit the opponent's arm as if he was hitting gold and stone, causing a vague pain. He hurriedly took two steps back.

"Father, don't stop me, I'm going to hit him... beat him to death!" Lin Yan was stunned and reached out to push away Lin Lei who was blocking him, but was knocked to the ground by Lin Lei's punch.

"Get off for me if you are embarrassing!" Under Lin Lei's roar, Lin Yan regained his rationality and walked obediently to the audience, but the look he looked at Xue Chang before leaving was full of hatred.

Iron Fist Lin Lei!... Xue Chang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. In the original owner's memory, the relationship between this person and the original owner's father was very dissatisfied. When the two met, they often had quarrels, but he always looked disdainful to the original owner.

Out of politeness, Xue Chang bowed and bowed: "Greetings to President Lin."

Lin Lei did not respond, but turned around and waved to the bodyguard next to the ring: "Put up the lottery that this kid won, and get another 50 taels of silver."

Soon the escort came to the ring with a plate of silver.

Xue Chang didn't know what his move meant.

At this time, Lin Lei turned around, and his two sinister eyes stabbed Xue Chang like sharp blades: "Boy, you will win the lottery of ten silver coins. Now, as long as you can take my three punches, I will add another 50 taels of lottery."
Chapter completed!