Chapter 444 Grandmaster's First Battle

It is also a kind of courage to take the initiative to be the first on stage. After all, the first to step on stage is likely to be the first to step down.

"Everyone, you are making a fool of yourself." Wu Jianghe saluted the crowd with a very humble attitude.

He was wearing a kung fu suit. He was thin and not tall, but he was full of energy and blood like a volcano, containing terrifying explosive power. On his waist was a dragon-shaped broadsword, half a person's height, with a broad back and a sharp blade. It weighed at least ten kilograms.

After looking around at the crowd, he bowed to his father Wu Canghai again, and said, "Father!"

"En." Wu Canghai nodded. The Wu Zong Conference was held in their Wu family, and it might not be a good choice for their Wu family to start first, especially in this situation where no one took the initiative to fight.

"I don't know which grandmaster in the audience is willing to come up and send my worthless son down?" Wu Canghai looked around and said with a smile.

Wu Jianghe ranks 14th on the list of grandmasters. According to the rules, he must first accept the challenge of the grandmasters ranked 14th on the list of grandmasters, and only after winning can he challenge the grandmasters before 14th.

"I come!"

The people under the stage couldn't hold back, and rushed up into the sky like a gust of wind. A kite turned over in mid-air and landed firmly on the battle platform. Crash, there was a sound of steel colliding, like iron striking.

It was only then that everyone could see who it was, Yang Lin, the head of Iron Line Sect, the 16th grandmaster on the list of grandmasters. This person is tall, a head taller than Wu Jianghe, with broad arms and round waist, as strong as a bull. On his arms are the unique weapons of Iron Wire Fist, fine steel rings, ten rings on one arm, weighing several kilograms, powerful and heavy, and can bring great potential energy to the iron fist that is blasted.

One ranks 14 on the grandmaster list, and the other ranks 16 on the grand master list. Their combat strength is at the same level, and they are evenly matched.

Seeing these two, many people thought of Jiangbei Shi Baitian, the 15th grandmaster on the grandmaster list. It's a pity that this person died not long ago, and it is said that he died at the hands of Master Ye in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Friendly discussion, click to the end!"

After leaving a sentence, Wu Canghai got off the stage and returned to his seat.

At this time, the audience was already shouting loudly, and they all asked the two to start quickly and fight quickly.

"I've heard that Wu's Mad Dragon Saber Technique is the best in the world. I, Yang, have long wanted to learn it. I also hope that Grandmaster Wu will not hold back, and you and I will fight to our heart's content!"

Yang Lin's aura is overwhelming, the battle has not yet started, and his aura has climbed to a high point. His feet were striding like a horse, motionless like a mountain, his arms stretched and retracted, the muscles all over his body were tense, the veins were protruding, and the muscles were knotted. He is like a fierce tiger ready to go, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

Wu Jianghe, on the other hand, had a calm demeanor. Compared with Yang Lin, he was more of a master. He said with a smile on his face, "Grandmaster Yang was joking. I don't dare to be the best swordsman in the world. It's just a compliment from fellow Jianghu. Yang's Iron Line Boxing is famous. I hope Grandmaster Yang will be merciful and don't beat me until my nose is blue and my face is swollen."

As soon as he said this, the audience burst into laughter.

Of the two of them, one was aggressive and the other was a modest gentleman. Unknowingly, the people in the field developed a good impression of Wu Jianghe.

In this way, Yang Lin's complexion turned ugly. So, he stopped talking nonsense, and let out a low growl, "Please enlighten me!" Then the whole person started to move.

He slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, and with his powerful feet, he stepped on the rock half a finger deep.

With the help of this powerful counter-shock force, he bent his knees slightly, his whole body turned into a predatory tiger, and shot out suddenly. The compressed air at the extreme speed made a sound of explosion, and a white air wave appeared around him out of thin air, and the speed almost broke through the sound barrier.

Rumble!

Cracks like spider webs were stepped on the rocky ground, and stone chips flew like an earthquake.

clang!

On the iron rings of his arms, there was a sound of steel colliding, like countless cold weapons clashing, the sound was deafening.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Lin flew in front of Wu Jianghe in an instant, with all the strength poured into his right arm, coupled with the powerful potential energy brought by the iron ring, he blasted a heavy punch that collapsed the mountain and cracked the mountain. , went straight to Wu Jianghe's face.

"Is this the strength of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster? It's terrifying to break the sound barrier!" A small martial artist with external strength exclaimed in the audience.

"Fortunately, the martial arts arena of the martial arts family was carved out of a mountain, and it is solid enough. If it were an indoor arena for boxing, a single fist from the master could shatter the ring, and even demolish the house."

"Wu Jianghe didn't even draw his sword. Let's see how he responds to Yang Lin's punch."

"Iron Wire Fist uses the power of the iron ring. It is known for its fierceness. It can smash even a wall. Unless it is practiced horizontally, most people dare not break it with their fists."

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The iron rings on Yang Lin's arms can be regarded as a cold weapon, if Wu Jianghe draws his sword to face each other, there is nothing wrong with it. But in the face of Yang Lin's earth-shattering punch, Wu Jianghe didn't intend to draw his sword. His aura suddenly rose, like a volcano erupting, majestic and strong like a mountain, and he blasted out with an iron fist.

He actually stopped with stillness and punched with punches, stunning everyone in the field. After all, the combat power of the two is equal, and Iron Wire Fist is known for its toughness.

Wu Canghai, however, sat still and smiled calmly, showing no sign of worrying about his son.

For a long time, the outside world has misunderstood their martial arts, thinking that their martial arts are ordinary except for their swordsmanship.

As everyone knows, as a family whose ancestors have produced sword masters, the martial arts and martial arts inherited cannot be said to be outstanding, but they are also beyond the reach of ordinary sects.

"Crazy Dragon Fist!"

Amidst the roaring sound, Wu Jianghe's iron fist blasted out instantly, hammering the air, creating a white sonic boom wave, and in the sound of a bursting sonic boom, he shook head-on with Yang Lin's iron fist, blasting a blow Deafening roar.

Rumble!

The earth shook and the air trembled.

A wave of air visible to the naked eye erupted from the tips of the two fists, sweeping in all directions, the wind was like a knife, and the ground of the mountain, stone and battle platform was swept away. The crowd of warriors watching the battle on the edge of the battle platform suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing against their faces, making their faces ache.

Both of them couldn't bear the strength and retreated back. Yang Lin took eight steps back to stabilize his figure, and Wu Jianghe also took six steps back.

Everyone was amazed, Wu Jianghe not only caught Yang Lin's iron fist, but also gained the upper hand.

Wu Family's Kuanglong Fist is comparable to Yang Family's Iron Wire Fist!

Yang Lin's pupils were bloodshot, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, but it was more excited. He let out a low growl, "Come again!" The man rushed out first again, swinging his iron arms repeatedly, his feet stopped halfway, and his figure suddenly rose from the ground.

Clang!

In mid-air, the iron ring on his right arm slammed into the iron ring on his left arm, making a thunderous explosion, and countless sparks flew out, almost igniting the air. His arms were like two bolides, weighing more than ten thousand jun, and smashed into Wu Jianghe's shoulders.

This time Wu Jianghe didn't sit still, his feet shook, his body turned into a long shadow, and he also suddenly rose from the ground. In mid-air, his iron leg swept out like a big axe, bringing a hurricane-like wind pressure and the sound of a sonic boom, and blasted Yang Lin's iron arm head-on.

"Crazy dragon legs!" Wu Jianghe yelled loudly.

Boom!

The air exploded and rippled, and a hole was almost punched out in the void.

Both of them flew out horizontally, among them, Yang Lin flew out at an even faster speed, flying out like a cannonball. There was a crackling sound like firecrackers on the iron arms of the hard bar in front of him and Wu Jianghe. It was the sound of bone cracks spreading, first from the wrist, then the forearm, elbow, and upper arm, and finally spread to the shoulder before stopping.

bang bang bang...

After landing, Yang Lin rolled again, and finally fell under the martial arts platform. Wu Jianghe only flew upside down for more than ten meters, and stood up quickly after landing. Apart from the torn clothes, there were no obvious injuries on his whole body.

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