On both sides of the street stood several disciples of Wan Lin and Zhang Liang, while on the opposite side of the street stood disciples of Fuhu Fist and the old man in white. The two sides immediately formed two distinct camps.
The locals in the surrounding shops did not know Kung Fu, but everyone could see from this silent scene that the situation in the scene was far more dangerous than the fierce fight just now, and the energy brought out by the palms and kicks
Once the wind hits you hard, the opponent will be seriously injured even if you die!
The martial arts practitioners who passed by and stopped to watch looked horrified when they saw the fierce fighting scene on the field! They didn't expect that before they arrived at the martial arts conference, they saw two extremely rare people here.
Internal martial arts masters were fighting, and the palm winds struck by both sides carried a fierce aura. The bodies of the people around them unconsciously took a few steps back due to this aura.
At this time, the expressions of the disciples on both sides became tense, and their eyes were fixed on the field. The old man, Wan Lin, and Xiaoya all stood expressionlessly on the side of the street, their eyes scanning the crowd opposite from time to time.
The movements of the two people on the field were getting faster and faster. Zhang Liang hesitantly rotated around the other's body like a top. His face became paler and paler, his breathing became very rapid, and his feet were not as flexible as before.
There was already a layer of tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
But the old man in white clothes on the other side still had no expression on his face, with a look of disdain in his eyes. His body moved slowly and slowly with Zhang Liang's fast movement, and from time to time he struck out with sharp palm winds.
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The disciples of the Natural Sect behind Wan Lin and the others had already noticed that their master was losing his true energy. They all looked anxiously at the field and stepped forward unconsciously.
The old man frowned and said to Wan Lin in a low voice: "The opponent's internal strength is very deep, and Zhang Liang is no match for him! He is now relying on his natural gate skills to maximize his strengths and avoid weaknesses, and try not to come into contact with the opponent. But as time goes by, his internal strength will no longer be sustained, and he will definitely have to fight.
He was injured under the opponent's palm. Go and replace him, don't hurt the opponent." He then raised his hand to stop several Natural Sect disciples with anxious expressions on their faces.
Wan Lin nodded, and he could already see that Zhang Liang was struggling to hold on, and he would definitely be injured under the opponent's palm over time. He dodged, suddenly strode towards the field, and said suddenly: "
Good kung fu, the juniors should come and experience the internal kung fu of the seniors on their own!"
When he came up, he regarded himself as a junior and respectfully addressed the other party as a senior. At the same time, he said that he was not making a sneak attack and was prepared to bully the minority with the majority, and was prepared to see the old man's skills alone.
When the strong man with Black Tiger Fist heard Wan Lin's voice, he turned around and looked up to see a young man walking out of the opposite camp. He glared with two big violent eyes, raised his feet and rushed from the sidelines.
In the field, the tall body was like a black iron tower, pressing towards Wan Lin who had just appeared on the field.
Wan Lin raised his eyes coldly and glanced at the other party, without stopping, he still quickly followed the strong man towards Zhang Liang and the two men who were fighting fiercely in the middle of the field, as if he didn't even notice the strong man rushing towards him.
The strong man rushed to Wan Lin with two big eyes like cowbells on his dark face. He opened his mouth and yelled at Wan Lin: "You little bastard, get back!"
The fist hit Wan Lin's chest with a "whoosh" sound!
Wan Lin frowned when he heard the other party's rude words. He just looked at the other party coldly and kept walking forward. The moment his fist hit his chest, his body swayed suddenly and he flashed past him.
The big man appeared next to Zhang Liang and the old man like a ghost, and struck between the two of them with a strong wind with his left palm.
The old man and Zhang Liang, who were fighting fiercely, were both startled by the sudden palm wind. At the same time, they retreated to protect their chests and turned their faces in shock to look at Wan Lin who suddenly appeared from the side.
Just now, the old man had seen someone emerge from the opponent's camp out of the corner of his eye. He immediately saw that it was an extremely young man, and he didn't take it seriously.
When he entered the room just now, he had carefully looked at the group of opponents standing opposite him, and found that except for Zhang Liang, a middle-aged man whose eyes were shining brightly, and that beautiful girl's eyes also contained a hint of vitality, the eyes of the rest of them were full of energy.
He was no different from an ordinary person without any brilliance. He immediately judged that Zhang Liang among his opponents was a master of the inner family. The girl's skills were pretty good, and the others were not of concern at all.
He is not like the reckless leader Liu of the Fuhu Sect, who knows that he must win once he takes action. He is an expert in the inner family who is already famous, otherwise his reputation will be ruined in one day, so he observed the situation of several people on the other side.
Only then did he calmly appear on the scene and stand up for Fu Humen, a man with whom he has a long-term friendship.
But he looked at the world with his own eyes, thinking that he, a master of internal martial arts, could already see the opponent's martial arts at a glance. He did not realize that the two masters of internal martial arts who had reached the state of perfection were among this group of inconspicuous people.
At this time, he saw Master Liu of Fuhu Fist on his side striding towards him. Therefore, while increasing his strength to attack Zhang Liang, he paid attention to the young man striding from the side with the corner of his eyes, thinking in his heart
He didn't care about Zhang Liang in front of him.
From the beginning of the fight, he had already tested out that Zhang Liang was a master of the internal sect, but his skills were far inferior to his own. Although he changed his moves and was very fast with his feet, in this kind of unarmed fighting, if his internal strength would not last for a long time, the opponent would definitely
He was about to lose. But now Zhang Liang was breathing rapidly, his energy was out of control, and he was injured in the blink of an eye.
But just when he increased his internal force and struck out with a palm to seriously injure Zhang Liang, a sharp palm wind suddenly hit him from the side. The strong internal force in the palm wind immediately shocked him, and he quickly stepped back.
Taking a step forward, he put his palms on his chest and looked at the visitor in shock.
He really didn't expect that Master Liu of Fuhu Fist, who was so tall and powerful, could not even stop a young man. However, the opponent's movements were extremely fast, and he bypassed Master Liu and reached him in an instant.
He raised his hand and waved such a fierce palm! Fortunately, his opponent did not sneak attack on him, but used the force of his palm to separate himself from his opponent.
He stared at this young man in astonishment. No matter how he looked at him, he could not tell that he was a master of advanced internal skills. Moreover, it was impossible for him to develop advanced internal skills at such a young age. However, the palm he struck just now did have some effect.
A strong internal force.
Just when the old man in white was confused, Leader Liu from the side had already rushed over with a curse: "You little bastard, you are looking for death!" The tall body rushed straight towards Wan Lin.
Leader Liu really didn't expect that this young man who suddenly appeared was so quick, dodged his attack in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of the fighting group next to him and struck out with a palm. This really made him, the leader of this faction,
His face was very embarrassed, and he immediately rushed over with a curse.