"Haha" metal-like laughter came again, and Duan Yanqing took a step forward with a cane.

"President Wang, good kung fu!" Duan Yanqing praised.

"Foreign award" Wang Er hugged Duan Yanqing, then swept around the four evil people, and said, "Who else four want to give advice?

After the two talked for a while, the silent scene suddenly became noisy, and the martial arts heroes began to talk enthusiastically as if they had suddenly come to their senses.

"President Wang is so handsome!"

"The third son of the South China Sea Crocodile God Yue was actually defeated by the leader of the king!"

"It seems that these four evil people are not very good either."

"I didn't expect that the martial arts of the leader Wang was so powerful..."

A series of mixed praise and criticism reached the ears of the four evil men and Wang Er. The South China Sea Crocodile God was furious and jumped out from behind Duan Yanqing, pointing to everyone present and cursed: "***, the turtle son bastard dared to scold me, Yue Laosan, I tore him up!"

Yue Laosan's fierce look immediately scared the many martial arts people present, and the voices of discussion gradually stopped.

Yue Laosan looked at the effect he caused with satisfaction and returned to Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing glanced at Yue Laosan, and a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

When Yue Laosan saw Duan Yanqing's eyes, his whole body trembled and he was so timid that he didn't dare to look up.

Duan Yanqing snorted coldly, then turned his head, changed into a kind face, and responded to Wang Er: "President Wang has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. The next three brothers and sisters are afraid that they will not be the opponents of Master Wang. I wonder if Master Wang is willing to compete with me?"

"Senior, since you are invited to fight, how can you not follow me?" Wang Er looked at Duan Yanqing with a polite look and replied politely.

A trace of praise flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes without any concealment. This young man has an extraordinary demeanor and will surely have a bright future in the future!

After leaping, Duan Yanqing got on the high platform.

"President Wang, please!" Duan Yanqing fisted.

"Please" Wang Er's gift.

Wang Er did not make a big fist this time, and took the lead in waving his fist to attack.

"Good come." Looking at Wang Er's unpretentious punch, Duan Yanqing praised and waved the steel stick in his hand to greet him. Aside from the outsiders watched the excitement, while an expert looked at the tricks. Wang Er's punch looked simple and mediocre, but experts could see that it was easy to see. Wang Er's punch seemed simple, but in fact it contained various changes. He could change his moves at any time, and there was no flaw at all. Duan Yanqing could only fight hard against this punch, and there was no other way!

Speaking of which, Wang Er was also a singular figure. With his Vajra Fist, he was able to understand martial arts to such a state. However, even so, in Duan Yanqing's eyes, Wang Er was still a little immature. After all, Wang Er's vision was still too shallow!

With a loud "bang", two powerful air collided, causing a wave of air to blow, causing dust on the ground to fly, making the front row of martial arts people present suddenly unable to open their eyes.

Under the cover of sand and dust, Wang Er and Duan Yanqing fought quickly, and dozens of moves passed in a blink of an eye.

Gradually, Wang Er was at a disadvantage. After all, he was still young and only practiced martial arts for two years!

Huo Tianqing could see the situation inside the field clearly outside the platform. The sandstorm could block the eyes of ordinary martial arts people, but it could not block the eyes of Huo Tianqing's innate body. His vision had reached the limit of human beings.

Seeing that Wang Er in the field was already in danger at this time, Huo Tianqing couldn't help but worry. After all, he was his disciple. Even if he had never thought about getting along, he was his disciple!

Huo Tianqing began to think in his heart, should he use some means to defeat Duan Yanqing?

Having reached this point, Huo Tianqing couldn't help but reach out to his waist and twisted out two steel needles.

Looking at the two people fighting in the field and Wang Er's dangerous situation, Huo Tianqing finally couldn't help it. He raised his hand and waved his hand and two flying needles flew towards Duan Yanqing's chest.

In the field, Duan Yanqing was fighting with Wang Er happily, and was about to defeat Wang Er, but suddenly a wave of alert hit her heart, and there was danger!

Before I could think about it, Duan Yanqing rolled around and turned to the side.

A "swish" sound came, and two silver needles shot through Duan Yanqing's clothes and flew backwards.

A crisp "ding" sound came, and two flying needles shot into the mountain wall behind the platform.

Duan Yanqing stood up in a panic and looked at the audience, looking angry.

Wang Er looked at Duan Yanqing's abnormal appearance from the side, not understanding why.

Huo Tianqing's flying needle broke through the air silently, with extremely fast speed, even if a first-class expert could never see the trajectory of the flying needle with the naked eye. At best, he could only see a sudden silver light. Wang Er focused on the battle, so he naturally did not see the two silver needles. The reason why Duan Yanqing was able to escape was entirely because of the slight premonition of danger brought by years of combat experience.

Duan Yanqing looked at the people off the court with lingering fear, trying to search for something.

Wang Er, who was standing by, saw Duan Yanqing stop attacking, although he was puzzled, he did not continue to attack.

"Senior, why did you stop?" Wang Er asked in confusion.

"Haha, Master Wang, I wonder if you have invited any masters to help boxing?" Duan Yanqing said with a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face.

"Of course not, Boss Duan, what do you mean?" Wang Er naturally saw the sarcastic look on Duan Yanqing's face, and his attitude suddenly became cold. He was not so respectful to Duan Yanqing's title!

"It was obvious that someone was attacking me just now, Master Wang, don't you want to explain?" Duan Yanqing looked gloomy.

"Haha, joke, I, Wang Er, sit upright, if I don't have it, I don't have it, do I need to lie?" Wang Er said arrogantly.

Somehow, Huo Tianqing, who was watching from the high platform, couldn't help but blush when he heard Wang Er's righteous words.

"You..." Duan Yanqing's face turned red with a suffocating effect. This boy was so righteous and shameless that he was so...shameless!

"Senior, are you still fighting? If you don't fight, I'll have to go to drink!" At this time, the smoke and dust covering the battlefield had gradually dissipated, and everyone outside the field could see the scene inside. Seeing this, Wang Er said this and pushed the responsibility for the ceasefire to Duan Yanqing.

It’s not Wang Er’s cunning, but the first establishment of the Kuihua Sect. Duan Yanqing cannot be put on a shameless hat, otherwise the disciples of his sect will be looked down upon by many people in the world in the future.

"You...hum" Duan Yanqing shook his sleeves and walked down. It was not that he was unwilling to give Wang Er a warning, but that when he was arguing with Wang Er, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze shot towards him, and a burst of pressure poured into him, causing him to sweat a coldly. It was so terrible, such a powerful force!

Don’t dare to talk more, Duan Yanqing left in shame. The mysterious man was obviously aiming at Wang Er. If he was not tactful, he would probably be done!
Chapter completed!