"What did Coach Yao say? Since there are two teachers who are willing to communicate with me, Gao Han is just asking for it."

"Assistant Gao is generous!" Yao Benyuan praised with a thumbs up.

Outside the martial arts yard.

As his name is, the owner of the Everbright Martial Arts Hall, Song Yuanren, was a fat man with an almost ball-like figure, 1.7 meters tall and 1.8 meters waist circumference.

Song Yuan is not a warrior. He is a businessman sent by Chairman Hai Lianzhou to run the martial arts hall. He has no chance of fighting and killing. He is only responsible for strengthening the martial arts hall and recruiting martial arts with sufficient quality.

Seeing Yao Benyuan defeated with one move, sweat beads appeared on Song Yuan's forehead - if the coach lost a game on weekdays, it would not be a big deal, but now at the critical moment when the boss Hai Lianzhou was working hard to expand his political territory, any minor flaws would be carefully looked at by the boss with a magnifying glass.

When Yao Benyuan was so kind and told Gao Han to accept the challenges of the other two coaches, he breathed a sigh of relief, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and went up to him.

"Old Yao, you really have it!" Song Yuan raised a thumbs up from an angle that others could not see.

"Shame, I missed the martial arts hall in one move."

Yao Benyuan, who walked down the martial arts hall, shook his head. In addition to the two senior warriors who were in charge of the martial arts hall and were inconvenient to deal with Gao Han, he was the highest-ranking coach with the highest status and the oldest qualification. He was defeated in less than two seconds. It is possible to imagine the impact on the martial arts hall morale.

"If a person makes mistakes, a horse has a leak. One mistake is nothing. I don't believe it. Shen Zhen and Ma Ling can make mistakes on the spot?" Song Yuan comforted.

The two looked at each other and pulled the corners of their mouths slightly at the same time.

It is very rare for a person to make accidental mistakes. To make these three people miss one after another, it only means that the accident is not an accident.

"Woo——" The depressed fist wind is like thunder.

This is the unique skill of coach Shen Zhen, the Yin Lei Hand, who is known as "the fist is like lightning, and the strength is like thunder"!

Maybe it was because he saw Yao Benyuan losing inexplicably, so he showed off his unique skills as soon as he came up.

In contrast, a sharp roar of "王—" seemed to have a sharp weapon to cut through the sky.

"The Qingqing Pavilion is high and cold win!" Then, the referee's voice came from the court.

Song Yuan and Yao Benyuan turned their heads together and looked at the martial arts court.

In the center of the martial arts temple, Shen Zhen bowed the front and back the arrows at his feet, and made a big stance to rush forward.

His left fist stopped at Gao Han's ear, and his right five fingers were opened to protect his chest - this was a slightly deformed upper-step punching position.

However, his expression was not right.

He opened his mouth wide and looked down at his chest in disbelief.

There was a middle finger in the middle of his chest, and half of his knuckle had been inserted.

In front of Shen Zhen, the young opponent Gao Han was tilted to the side, with blood marks on his cheeks that were wide and inch long.

That was the scar left on Gao Han by Shen Zhen's "Yin Lei Hand" at close range.

Although he did not directly hit Gao Han, the "Yin Lei Hand" is one of the unique skills of the Pili Gate, even if it is just brushed, it will be enough to cause some damage.

Just now, Gao Han poked out his middle finger with his right hand, pointed it in through the gap between Shen Zhen’s five fingers, and inserted it into Shen Zhen’s chest.

A wisp of blood flowed down from Shen Zhen’s chest, and it was about to flow into his clothes.

As the referee announced that the outcome had been decided, Gao Han took a half step back, pulled his finger out of Shen Zhen's chest, making a "wave", leaving a blood hole as thick as a finger.

Blood gushed out of it.

Chen Zhen brushed by with his hand, and the blood loss rate suddenly decreased.

It is not difficult for warriors who are close to the level of qi and blood to control blood flow speed.

"Coach Chen, your 'yin thunder hand' is too sharp. I'm sorry I couldn't stop it." Gao Han said.

"Huh, it is inevitable that the warriors will get injured. Thank you for showing mercy." Chen Zhen thanked.

As long as the chest is not near the heart, it cannot be regarded as a vital point of the human body. However, if the other party practices his fingers to the same as the sharp blade, that is another matter.

"What you said, you were just careless. Coach Chen, hurry up and bandage it and deal with it." Gao Han said humbly.

Chen Zhen walked down the martial arts temple and walked towards Yao Benyuan and Song Yuan.

This is not because he is coming to complain, but because here leads to the medical room - there must be a medical room near each regular martial arts temple to treat those apprentices who are injured in martial arts confrontation and practice.

"What's going on? Why are you losing so quickly?" Song Yuan asked anxiously.

"I took a look away. I didn't expect that he took the risk and forced a counterattack under my 'yin thunder hand'. I didn't expect that his finger strength could actually break my 'Huanyuan Body Refining Technique'!"

Chen Zhen covered the wound with one hand and spread the other hand, indicating that he had tried his best, but he didn't expect the other party to work too hard.

You should know that if he hits the head with a "yin thunder hand", even if he doesn't break his brain on the spot, he will probably have a serious concussion.

Generally speaking, for such a fierce move, everyone avoids the edge and then plans to counterattack. Who would forcefully fight back with such a dangerous fist?

This dodge is actually extremely dangerous.

If Gao Han makes dodge moves in advance, he will definitely be able to change moves in time and adjust the attack trajectory with Chen Zhen’s martial arts realm;

If the dodge moves too much and Gao Han loses his position, there will be no room for a counterattack;

If the dodge move is a little bit smaller, hum, it will be the end of a serious concussion when the face is full of peach blossoms.

With so many requests, Gao Han turned his head and leaned forward and rushed out his finger to fight back. The martial arts cultivation he showed was really terrifyingly high - if it weren't for the blind cat hitting a dead mouse.

"Gao Han, do you need a rest?" Wei Yan, a senior warrior who was the referee, asked Gao Han in a low voice.

Gao Han shook his head. The situation is different today. He has used real skills. If he doesn't move, he will be fine. If he takes action, he will hit it and does not consume much energy at all.

This senior warrior who serves as the referee is not the coach of the Everbright Martial Arts Hall, nor is he a member of the Fangqing Hall - he is a neutral third party, who spends money to buy the film and television production rights of the entire process of Gaohan Challenge, and is invited by the TV station that is preparing to produce special documentaries.

"Please ask the third communicator of the Everbright Martial Arts Hall to come on stage." Wei Yan announced.

"Wait, please wait!" Song Yuan shouted quickly.

"Local owner Song, what's wrong?" Wei Yan looked unhappy.

"I will say something to coach Maling, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."

"Then you hurry up and don't waste time."

Song Yuan pulled Ma Ling aside and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense, Lao Yao and Xiao Shen both lost in one move. What are my confidences?" Ma Ling said angrily.

"Then can you delay? You don't need to win, just don't lose so ugly." Song Yuan's fat face turned blue.

"I should be able to do this - but it's hard to say. I should be able to keep up with that kid's attack speed, but he changed his moves too quickly. If he hits shortly close, I may not be able to keep up with his moves." Ma Ling looked at Gao Han standing on the stage and said cautiously.

"Then keep the distance!"

"How can it be so easy to distance? This is a competition of fists and feet, not weapons. However, our master has a long-distance boxing technique, which is specialized in dealing with such agile warrior, but the posture is a bit ugly."

"It's now, so why don't you care about it or not? As long as you can win, your annual salary will increase by 50% this year." Song Yuan said gritting his teeth.

Both senior coaches lost in one move, and the signboard of the Everbright Martial Arts Hall was gone. If three of them went up and three were beaten by one by one, then would the martial arts hall still be opened?

You know, the one who came with Gao Han was a reporter from the Jingwu Station of the famous martial arts channel.

The backstage boss of Jingwu Station is said to have been able to get a royal background after turning seven or eight turns. He has neither lacked publicity channels nor was he afraid of pressure from all parties. The only thing that can attract people's attention is the ratings.

This time it is said that they took the initiative to come to Fangqing Hall, just to use their age and background in Fangqing Hall to create a high-rating program.

Therefore, the Song and Yuan dynasties did not expect to withdraw these videos by placing money.

As for the bribery of Gao Han on the spot, I don’t even think about it.

Since he could not move the reporter or Gao Han, Song Yuan could only instruct his coach.

"Everbright Martial Arts Hall, Ma Ling." Ma Ling took the initiative to bow, not only bowed, but also bowed slightly inadvertently.

The warrior respects the strong. Although Gao Han is young, he can defeat Yao Benyuan and Shen Zhen in one move. Whether it is due to danger or not, he deserves his respect for three points.

"Fengqing Pavilion, Gao Han, Coach Ma please!"

"Please give me advice, Mr. Gao Han." Ma Ling said.

Then, Ma Ling advanced forward, held his hand up, and was five steps away from Gao Han, so he first made a move of "Boy worshiping Buddha" to show his respect.

As he moved forward, the moment he raised his hands above his head, Ma Ling flipped his palm and pressed half and beat it, his palm was erratic, covering two meters in a radius - it was the "Boy worshiping Buddha" and "suppressing the Five Elements".

Maling was born in Ranta Temple and was considered a lay disciple.

(Shuilanxing also has many religions that have been passed down for a long time, but the name is not Taoist Buddhism. It is just a doctrine and religious martial arts derived from the doctrines. It is somewhat similar to the Taoist Buddhism on Earth. I would like to borrow one or two of them here.)

Landa Temple is known for its hard work, and its martial arts are hard to advance, and it is most restricted by the agile boxing techniques such as cat-shaped fist and monkey-shaped fist.

After becoming a good doctor after a long illness, Landa Temple has developed a complete set of martial arts specializing in dealing with agile body techniques.

If you really fight for your life under complex terrain in the wild, this special technique is naturally somewhat insufficient, and you will still be restrained by your flexible body skills. This is a basic problem of martial arts and cannot be completely solved.

However, in a martial arts venue with limited scope and flat field, it is no longer a problem to deal with opponents with agile body skills.

The palm of "suppressing the Five Elements" can be said to be a summary of the bloody and tears lessons learned by Ranta Temple for thousands of years. When it comes to the action, it looks like a big iron plate and there is no flaw at all.

In order to cooperate with the force of both hands, Maling's posture is like a gorilla with round legs, there are no other disadvantages in this move.

"Okay!" Yao Benyuan shouted the lottery off the court.

If this move falls on him, he will not think of any other way except to fight head-on.

Gao Han couldn't think of any other way.
To be continued...