The person who was speaking followed the sound and saw a man in brown clothes leaping into the arena and landing right in front of Pang Zijian. He then put out his palm and said loudly: "Please."
Pang Zijian hesitated for a moment, but the young man was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you for your help, brother. Please be careful, brother."
The man in brown clothes didn't turn around, just hummed. The young man didn't say much, just helped the old man sit down, and then put his palms on his vest to let out the true energy.
Pang Zijian came to his senses, stared at the man in brown clothes and said, "Who are you, and why do you come forward?"
The man in brown clothes said calmly: "You know what you're doing, why bother asking."
Pang Zijian was hit with a problem, and his face became even more ugly. He couldn't help but sneered: "Since you are unwilling to report your apprenticeship, there is no mercy left. Within thirty moves..."
The man in brown clothes was one of them and interrupted bluntly: "If I can't defeat you with three moves, I will commit suicide on the spot."
When Pang Zijian heard this, he was absolutely frightened and furious, and the people around him erupted into a thunderous roar. Mu Yun couldn't help but feel excited, and nodded repeatedly: "This man is really brave, but what he said was too full.
If something goes wrong, it will be terrible."
Xiao Lei curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, this guy is like nothing else. He is a good fighter. Pang Pu Bao's three-legged cat tricks are not enough."
Mu Yun was stunned and couldn't hide his surprise: "So you know him, so why didn't you go with him last time?"
Xiaolei was secretly proud of himself and said slowly: "It's enough to know it well. I'll tell you the specific reasons later when I'm interested, ha..."
The two of them were still muttering privately, but Pang Zijian was already turning blue with anger. The man in brown clothes pointed at his halberd and scolded: "Good boy! Don't worry about the wind blowing your tongue! What weapon are you using? Take it out quickly. Let's take it out."
This is a showdown between males and females!"
The man in brown clothes was Ling Zhao, whom Xiao Lei met at the foot of Taibai Mountain. At this moment, he raised one palm in the air and said solemnly: "There is no need for weapons, flesh palms are enough."
Pang Zijian became even more furious. He pulled out the Bingxin Sword with a clang, pointed the blade at Ling Zhao and said, "Come on! Let's see how you defeat me in three moves!"
Ling Zhao remained unmoved, just like Yuan Yuezhi, showing everyone's magnanimity.
Everyone crowded to the front to watch, even Shen Tuli opened his eyelids slightly, his green eyes were like a deep pool, and it was impossible to tell what kind of thoughts were hidden in them.
Pang Zijian, with his heart in his hand, glared at Ling Zhao angrily and said, "Young man, you haven't made a move yet!"
Ling Zhao remained unmoved, just shook his head slowly and said: "If you let me attack, you will be defeated in one move."
This was said even more enthusiastically than before, and everyone became more and more excited, with endless cheers and cheers.
Pang Zijian almost fainted from anger, and suddenly shouted: "Okay! I'll take your move right there!"
Ling Zhao said as if he was regretful: "Fame is hard-earned, are you really going to make a fool of yourself?"
Pang Zijian sighed loudly: "Nonsense! Come on!"
After saying this, he raised his long sword horizontally and tensed his face in preparation. Ling Zhao sighed, stepped forward with his left foot solemnly, then slowly pushed out with one palm, and said in a low voice: "This is the move."
In the internal martial arts, there are methods of gathering energy to form a gang and injuring people from a distance, such as the Beggar Clan's secret skill of killing the dragon with seven layers of palm, and the Kunlun sect's supreme palm power, Zi Zheng Xuang Gang, etc.
However, this kind of martial arts, without exception, must be based on pure internal strength. It takes decades of hard training to reach the top level. It can be said that there is no possibility of cheating.
At this time, Ling Zhao and Pang Zijian were more than two feet apart. Even if he really practiced this kind of internal strength, his cultivation was still shallow due to his age.
What's more, Pang Zi Fitness is the most beautiful young man in the martial arts competition, and is the number one rookie of the Kongtong sect today. His reputation is definitely not in vain. To defeat him with this palm is tantamount to a fool's dream.
Everyone onlookers, including Mu Yun, felt their hearts sink. Xiaolei was still there, but he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this.
In the midst of the vague sighs, Pang Zijian suddenly heard a muffled groan and actually knelt down on the spot!
Everyone was stunned to see it, and they came to their senses after a moment, and immediately aroused wild applause.
Ling Zhao's expression remained unchanged, he cupped his fists in front of Pang Zijian and said in courtesy: "I accept."
Pang Zijian couldn't hide his pain, and tried to stand up, but was unable to do so. In infinite embarrassment, he hissed: "Good boy! You used a hidden weapon!"
Ling Zhaoyi said seriously: "I bear witness, I have never used a hidden weapon to hurt anyone."
How could Pang Zijian believe it? He said with a livid face: "Fart! Since no hidden weapon was used, how could my leg be injured?"
Before Ling Zhao could answer, he heard a deep voice saying: "Zen Hai Bodhi Zhen, are you a disciple of the Wutai Sect?"
Everyone looked around, and the person who dared to speak out was none other than Shen Tuli. Ling Zhao was not surprised, and just said lightly: "Just kidding."
Shentu Li paused slightly and said calmly: "Master Huangshi has stepped all over the east of the river with his iron feet, is he going to step on the west of the river now?"
Ling Zhao seemed to hesitate for a moment, leaned slightly and said: "Seeing injustice on the lower road has nothing to do with the master."
Shentu looked at Lingzhao seriously and said: "The road is uneven? So it's going to be flattened?"
Ling Zhao raised his sword eyebrows and finally said in a deep voice: "It's the right time, just do your best."
Shen Tuli said nothing, and his majestic body slowly stood up. Ling Zhao felt that his eyesight was darkened, and even the sunlight was blocked on the spot.
Under the attention of everyone, Shen Tuli stepped out with his left foot, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "If there is any injustice, then step on it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant feet suddenly landed. Everyone felt the ground beneath their feet tremble, and their ears felt like thunder. They were horrified for a moment, and they looked at each other in silence.
Ling Zhao had been calm and unfazed before, but now he couldn't help but his face suddenly changed, and he raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly: "You have been asked, how dare you disobey me!"
After saying that, I saw him stepping forward with one foot just like before, and suddenly he rushed towards me with all his strength and potential without showing any signs of weakness.
Everyone felt their feet trembling again, not losing the momentum of Shen Tu Li just now, knowing that the two of them were already fighting together.
Mu Yun took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Lei and said, "This friend of yours is amazing. If we just talk about internal strength cultivation, I'm afraid I really can't be as good as him."
Xiao Lei chuckled and said, "You are self-aware. My friends are so powerful. I guess you will still dare to bully me in the future."
Mu Yun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and then he pondered: "But Shen Tuli is a famous master after all. This friend of yours is young, I'm afraid..."
Xiao Lei glared at Mu Yun and said dissatisfied: "What are you afraid of? How do you know that he can't beat a very big man? No matter how bad he is, he is still the best in the martial arts. If he hadn't been knocked down by a gentle kick, he has been there until now.
He hasn't gotten up yet, and I think even a big guy is not much better than him."
Mu Yun shook his head and said disapprovingly: "The one named Pang is not that pustular. Your friend can knock him down not all by himself. Otherwise, think about it, why did the one named Pang only hurt one leg?"
Xiao Lei was startled and said: "What's wrong with one leg? One leg isn't enough for him?"