He stood up and looked at the young men in the audience.

Since he has been treated unfairly, then he will fight back. He is not the kind of person who can be slaughtered.

Choosing the first appearance can not only leave a deep impression, but also be able to practice the actual combat level, so why not?

I wonder if these young men have such skill in hand and footwork.

What Lan Chen didn't expect was that his first opponent would be Zhao Sien.

What he said just now and Lan Chen's determination deeply infected him. In fact, he was originally thinking about finding a vacant, but now?

Then let’s have a good fight!

He rushed in three steps and turned over, and jumped to the stage cleanly.

He put his hands together respectfully and said word by word, "I am Zhao Sien, please give me advice."

The momentum was about to break out, it caused everyone in the audience to exclaim, looking forward to what kind of excitement would be.

But Mo Yangyu showed embarrassment.

He originally planned to take the stage first and defeat the challengers one after another, not only can he win the beauty, but he can also leave a reputation in Huadu.

But in the blink of an eye, Lan Chen had already snatched the limelight, and was wondering whether to respond, so he went up to join in the fun again?

And his words and deeds also quietly changed the mentality of everyone in the audience, as if he could only wait?

Mr. Deng drank all the small jar of wine, and said lazily, "Young Master Mo, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

"Old Deng, you've drunk too much."

"I can't drink enough, and I can see what kind of amazing ability that kid is."

"Old Deng, what you said, was it because I asked me to observe him? It would be easier to compete with me if I had a clear mind?" Mo Yangyu said disdainfully, and even more impatient.

Originally, he was the destined "protagonist", but now that the limelight has been stolen, he still has to remain silent?

"It's so urgent. It's better to say that you hesitate for a moment and didn't seize the opportunity in a flash, and then end up in such a dilemma. You were just afraid that you were trying to play in a handsome way, right? Mo Yangyu, you are really talented and smart, but I have to say that you really lack a cleverness. This shortcoming will definitely become an obstacle in the future."

Mo Yangyu opened his mouth and wanted to defend something, but he suddenly became silent.

Unfortunately, the competition on the stage did not proceed as Mr. Deng thought.

Lan Chen has never used a strange ability once.

Just one punch and one kick to resist Zhao Sien's offensive.

Before the formal exchange, Zhao Sien also took the initiative to pick up the stick on one side.

Young Xi, he once practiced long sticks under a master.

Although he has a lot of hands now, he is still very confident in his stick technique, or he can only count on stick technique.

He kindly wanted to pick up a weapon first, but Lan Chen said that it was enough to see the true meaning of the fists and feet.

Zhao Sien nodded, but did not spoil him. She swept the stick and shook the sky, and poured out like a silver snake.

He regretted it a little, what to pretend to be? It would be a pain to resist like this.

But when he shook the stick head, he felt that it was not as painful as he thought. Perhaps he had practiced the "Stone Lock Kung Fu" for a long time and his ability to resist hits improved.

Of course, no matter how much you improve, you will not be beaten in vain.

First, dodge as much as possible and then have no choice but to do anything, so that he can free up his hands and feet to resist the offensive and protect himself, which means fighting and retreating.

In a blink of an eye, Lan Chen was forced to the edge of the ring.

And Zhao Sien didn't plan to stop.

First, he pulled the stick forward and backward with his hands for more than three inches, and he fought as if he was sweeping autumn leaves, and he made Lan Chen retreat step by step. Now he suddenly changed the method of holding the stick - the left hand was placed at three inches, and the right hand was holding the stick tail.

Although this sacrificed the attack range of the stick, it could also strike Lan Chen more accurately and block the route he could escape.

"I didn't expect you to have a few shots." Zhao Sien couldn't help but praise. "I thought you would abstain from the power in just a few shots, but I didn't expect that your foundation could resist this fierce attack."

"Is it fierce?" Lan Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled.

I have to admit that he was a little overwhelmed. If he had known, he would have just used a sword, gun and crossbow. Even if he blocked it, he would not be beaten so much.

But in terms of actual combat, he is very confident.

The two life-and-death struggles made him no longer comparable to those young men who only know how to eat, drink and have fun.

The opportunity to counterattack was also keenly captured by Lan Chen.

Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Sien was about to move his posture and he was about to take action, Lan Chen did not retreat but advanced, and accurately grasped the empty space and put it on.

But he did not follow the momentum to move his fist, but instead closed his fist to move his elbow, and a elbow hit Zhao Sien's jaw.

Zhao Sien made him retreat repeatedly, his head buzzing.

Although she does not understand the stick method and does not understand the principle of swords, Lan Chen still understands the principle of one inch long and one inch stronger.

The only chance of winning with just fist and foot skills is the fleeting close-fitting opportunity. As long as you can firmly grasp it, Zhao Sien will break the space. If you can't wield the power of the stick, then Lan Chen will definitely win!

Just now, before Zhao Sien could stabilize his body, Lan Chen's fist hit like a storm.

It has been a while since I learned Shisuogong.

The real competition was nothing more than the "Evergreen Escort Head" with the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency, but at that time it was only a nominal ten rounds of competition, and no real victory or defeat was decided.

Then this arena is also a time to witness the results.

Retreat step by step?

Not only that, Zhao Sien only felt that it was more than a fist, it was like a big rock hitting him.

Counterattack? It can't be done at all.

"Stop!"

Seeing Lan Chen's shoulder hit, Zhao Sien exclaimed repeatedly, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

With a puff, blood spurted out.

Zhao Sien said with a blue nose and swollen eyes, "Brother Lan, are you too heavy to do it?"

"Your stick is not bad either."

"Not bad? Don't talk about spitting blood in your mouth, have you fallen into some bruises?"

Lan Chen raised his hands to observe the formation, shrugged and said easily, "It seems that there is nothing, but it still hurts a lot."

"Tsk..."

There is no harm without comparison.

Although the bruises and scars on Zhao Sien's body were not bloody, they were really heartbreaking. I am afraid that if I didn't continue to be hit like this, I would have to cause some internal injuries.

"Brother Lan, I'm convinced when I lose." Zhao Sien bowed.

After saying that, he put the stick back to his original position and limped down from the ring.

The two of them's flashy exchange made everyone in the audience exclaim and feast their eyes.

Immediately, one after another, the young men went on the ring and showed their fierce and fierce side.

But why... there are many people who use hands and feet even when they go to the arena, and even need Lan Chen to help them. This level is not even half as good as Zhao Sien, so why don’t you need to wait for it?

He punched him out in just a few seconds.

It's normal. Everyone looks like a person with a tender skin and tender flesh, and his hands are powerless.

There are also a few of them who can walk under Lan Chen for a few rounds. If he hadn't stopped raising himself and used a double-quarter short stick, he would probably have been able to last longer.

Gradually, everyone also understood the difference and hoped to reap the benefits of a fisherman.

Seeing this, Lan Chen sneered and said contemptuously, "Everyone, I'll guess what you think."

"But don't embarrass you here. Is it really that difficult to admit that your skills are not as good as others? I don't think the Sun family will betroth Miss Sun Miaomiao to someone who can only find a bargain and not take responsibility, right? If you want to get on, you should go on, otherwise you can give up quickly."

"Abstaining from defeat? Hehe, Lan Chen, you are so angry."

Chapter completed!