"I wanted to put him last, but in that case, let him be the first."

Hearing Chen Yi's incomprehensible words, Duan Lang was at a loss.

Chen Yi patted his head and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, just do your best, don't worry."

Duanlang's eyes shone: "Uncle, can I really do this?"

Chen Yi nodded: "Of course you can, but if you disobey Xiongba's order, even if you win, I'm afraid there will be no place for you in the Tianxiahui. Your ten years of persistence will be in vain. Do you think carefully?"

Already?"

Duan Lang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Uncle, Lang'er just wants to prove himself. He is a tyrant and willful, and has no tolerance for others. The world will not wait for him."

"Well, go ahead."

"Uncle"

After Chen Yi finished speaking, Duan Lang felt a strong and peaceful force pushing him away. He was startled and anxious, and then he opened his mouth and called out, but Chen Yi had long since disappeared.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The next day.

This day is the day when the masters of the three halls will be decided by the Tianxia Conference. More people gathered in front of the No. 1 building in the world than in the previous days.

Not only the congregation in the world, but also the major forces and many stragglers.

After all, in today's world of martial arts, except for Wushuang City Master Dugu, who dares to confront the Tianxiahui head-on and does not care about the threats of the Tianxiahui, others do not dare not to give the Tianxiahui face.

What's more, with the current situation in the world, they may all look up to the world and take a breath in the future. The new leader of the three halls, one person is less than ten thousand people, and he holds great power, which is naturally closely related to their future.

"Oh! It's so lively, so lively,"

Wen Chou Chou was as usual, waving a small fan and making weird steps, walking from the side of Xiong Ba who was sitting high on the Kowloon Golden Chair to the ring under the long steps.

On the martial arts field, there is only one arena left.

There are six people standing on the stage, who are today’s winners.

"After many days of competition, the last six strong men have been determined. Today is the big day for the World Council to elect three new hall masters."

"First of all, of course it's our gang leader's three disciples, Qin Shuang and Master Shuang! Against Taishan, who is good at sumo wrestling, Xu Hong is defeated!"

"Master Nie Fengyun, facing off against Yang Zhen, a master of Tai Chi who has profound boxing skills!"

"Hehehe, in the end, it's our non-crying death god Bu Jingyun, Master Yunyun, facing off against the little handyman Duanlang!"

Wen Chou Chou did it deliberately, which caused a burst of laughter in the audience.

Duanlang, who was targeted by him, looked indifferent.

He had endured the humiliation yesterday, so what did it mean?

However, Wen Chou Chou glanced at him proudly and continued to speak in a tight voice: "Whoever can win the three competitions will be the new master of the three halls!"

"The competition starts now!"

To everyone's surprise, almost everyone originally thought that the three dominating disciples would sweep away and win the position of Hall Master.

But in the first game, it was a stalemate.

The domineering disciple Qin Shuang faced off against Xu Hong, who was somewhat famous in the world.

This man is a fat man weighing several hundred pounds, and his martial arts practice is the extremely rare sumo wrestling technique.

This is an extremely ancient fighting technique. It is almost extinct in the Central Plains nowadays, but it is said that it is extremely popular in Japan.

Xu Hong's fat body turned out not to be a burden. Qin Shuang was taught one of the three most powerful martial arts, Tianshuang Fist.

Instead, Xu Hongdi opened his arms wide and opened his middle door wide, not evading at all.

Tianshuang's fist hit him, and the fat body trembled for a while, but it didn't hurt or itch.

Instead, Qin Shuang was hugged by him and pushed directly to the ground. His whole body was pressed to the ground and he could not move.

It really is overwhelming.

It's just that Xu Hong is not an indestructible body with no flaws after all. In the end, Qin Shuang saw through his weakness and won the competition with some embarrassment with a Sky Frost Fist.

In the second game, Nie Feng faced Yang Zhen, who was even more difficult to deal with.

His fists were both strong and soft, both offensive and defensive, invulnerable to water, and almost flawless, which impressed everyone.

Nie Feng is worthy of the title of God of Wind. He transforms into a strong wind and defeats his opponents at extremely fast speeds.

By the third game, no one underestimated Bu Jingyun's opponent.

Even if it's just a small handyman.

Duanlang and Bu Jingyun stood on separate platforms. He felt the gaze cast down from the long platform, which was full of oppression and made his heart feel cold.

He was sure that as long as he really defeated Bu Jingyun today, he would not be able to get the position of hall leader, and he would even not be able to walk out of here alive.

Bu Jingyun's cold voice suddenly came to his ears: "Duanlang, you dare to be distracted when you are fighting against me. Are you afraid?"

Duanlang took a deep breath.

Xiongba, I'm not afraid of you!

"Hmph! Bu Jingyun, you think you are superior to others, and I will show you today that I am no weaker than others!"

"Fire Palm!"

Duan Lang shouted loudly, carrying years of grievance and anger. With this loud shout and this palm, they all exploded.

The palm print is as solid as a blazing fire, covering an area of ​​about ten feet, overflowing with energy and burning hot.

Everyone watching the battle was shocked.

It's not like no one noticed this little handyman before, but he always used magic-like methods to solve the battle in a few clicks.

Although it makes people fearful, it is difficult to guess, and there is little intuitive understanding of his true martial arts.

Now I finally saw him use martial arts other than the "demon magic". I didn't expect it to be so amazing.

The fierce and domineering Fire Palm Seal made Yiyi Jingyun slightly startled. The red cloak rolled violently like red cloud waves, and his body shape changed, as if he had disappeared into the billowing red clouds.

"Pride the clouds and wear the moon!"

Someone called out a move for him.

This is a move in Paiyun Palm.

The fame of Xiong Sanjue's martial arts is astonishing all over the world, and the three major disciples are also very prestigious. People in the world are naturally familiar with their martial arts.

"Changing clouds and rain!"

Countless palm shadows suddenly shot out from the red clouds. They were misty, like clouds of smoke, like showers of rain. In an instant, they filled every inch of Duanlang's body.

"snort!"

"Follow me like a shadow!"

It's like tit for tat.

You shout, I shout too.

You are always with me, and I am inseparable.

Duanlang's figure hung upside down, his legs turned into nothingness, and the shadows of his countless legs were like countless petals in full bloom. He did not give in, and actually cut off the shadows of his palms all over the sky one by one, without leaving a trace behind.

Even better.

No matter where Bu Jingyun's palms appear, these legs really follow him like a shadow, always arriving first and last.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

The onlookers were surprised and confused.

Such martial arts are something that many people have never seen or heard of.

"I know! It's like a shadow!"

"What do you mean? Didn't he call out just now?"

"No! This is the shadow-following leg! One of the seventy-two secrets of Shaolin!"

"Shaolin?!"

"According to legend, Mount Tai and Beidou in the martial arts world, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, and the origin of martial arts in the world?"

"How is it possible? This is not just a storyteller's story. If there really is such a sect, why is it never heard of in the world?"

"Seventy-two secrets have appeared, how can it be fake!"

The people around him were engulfed in discussions and debates because of Duan Lang's sudden display of strange skills.

Qin Shuang and Nie Feng, who had won on the long steps, looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes, especially Nie Feng.

In addition to the swordsmanship passed down from his family, when did Duanlang learn this unique skill?

Xiongba, who was sitting high on the dragon throne, had no expression on his face, but his eyes were flashing with light.

On the stage.
To be continued...