Chapter 178: War Asking Sword

"They don't know how to play for real?" Wang Ran looked at us and asked in a low voice.

Lin Wan'er bit her red lip: "I don't know... It seems that I'm not very optimistic..."

Dong Chengyue crossed her arms and said with a slight smile, "Come on Xiaoyao, I support you!"

Wen Jian pursed his lips, and said with a speechless smile: "Dongcheng, Jiantan is in the same guild as you anyway, a deputy leader, an elder, and he is still your subordinate, and you actually cheer for him..."

Dong Chengyue smiled slightly: "Leader, Xiaoyao is my friend, that's all, if I don't cheer for my friend, it seems that I am not loyal enough..."

Lin Wan'er chuckled, but didn't say anything.

Wen Jian shook his head speechlessly, there was nothing he could do with these two beautiful deputy leaders.

...

"rustle……"

Stepping on the ground with cloth-soled shoes, Jian Tan took off his coat, revealing his muscular body, slowly raised his right hand, and said with a faint smile, "Henan Beichen Family, Xingyiquan, Beichenhong, please enlighten me!"

I frowned, took off my coat, and hung it on the shelf beside me. The upper body was just a casual shirt. I rolled up the sleeves, stood with my hands behind my back, and said with a slight smile, "I don't know where my boxing routines come from." He faction, but I know it's Beichen Fist, come on, let me experience how powerful the Beichen family's Xingyi Fist is!"

"good!"

Without further ado, Jian Tan slipped his foot and plunged at least two meters. His right fist suddenly struck out and went straight to my chest, and there was a faint airflow around the fist!

Royal class! ?

I was slightly startled, I never thought that Jian Tan had already reached the level of Yuqi, but judging from the strength of breath, it should be the first time to enter the level of Yuqi, because it is not powerful enough.

"Snapped!"

Putting hands together, I took advantage of the trend, exerted strength with my left foot, and suddenly raised my right knee and went straight to Jian Tan's chest.

"scare?!"

Jian Tan was taken aback, and hurriedly crossed his arms across his chest to resist my blow.

"Bang", Jian Tan was shocked by my blow and retreated continuously, his arms trembled slightly, his eyes were full of consternation and anger, he suddenly shook his arms, his arms attacked like a mad dragon out of the sea, and his footsteps changed unpredictably. The angle of punching is even more amazing, and it really has the essence of Xingyiquan, the shape moves freely, and the changes are amazing.

I was lucky with both fists, and I sent out two punches in an instant, and "bang bang" directly repelled the two blows of Jian Tan, and at the same time, I bullied myself, raised my arms and punched violently!

"drink!"

Jian Tan was punched in the chest, the whole person almost slipped out, his face was pale, this punch has completely disturbed his breath, even temporarily lost the ability to control Qi.

Wen Jian suddenly supported Jian Tan, and said in astonishment: "Third Uncle, are you alright?"

Jian Tan shook his head slowly, looked at me, and said lightly: "This Li Xiaoyao... is indeed a master, my anger was suppressed by him so much that I could barely lift up, his punching routines are a combination of Taijiquan and Xingyiquan. Kind, is a difficult opponent!"

As he spoke, Jian Tan glanced at Wen Jian and said, "Ah Feng, do you want to try it?"

"I think so too!"

Wen Jian clenched his fist and said with a slight smile: "Li Xiaoyao, can you let me learn your unique skills?"

I stood with my hands behind my back, Fangyuan decided on my own, and said calmly: "The lord of the Tomb of Heroes is a guest from afar, if you want to discuss it, then come, but it's up to you, I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to be hurt by you!"

Wen Jian laughed: "That's natural!"

...

Wen Jian took off his jacket, his gaze was determined, his arms slowly exerted strength, and the airflow that was almost invisible to the naked eye lingered around his fists. He was also a master of the imperial air level, and his breath strength was even much higher than that of Jian Tan !

Lin Wan'er also seemed to have seen something, and frowned: "Qianjian, Xiaoyao, let's stop here, if we continue to discuss, I'm afraid it will hurt the peace..."

Wen Jian couldn't help laughing: "Wan'er doesn't need to worry, it's rare for me to meet such a young and strong opponent. If I don't fight today, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Lin Wan'er looked at me: "Li Xiaoyao..."

"Huh, Wan'er?" I looked at her with a smile.

"Be careful..." She looked at me nervously.

I smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Wan'er, I'm fine."

...

It seems that Lin Wan'er can also see that although Wen Jian is not angry or happy, but in fact I almost hurt Jian Tan, Wen Jian is already slightly angry in the bottom of my heart, once I make a move, it is almost impossible for Wen Jian to show mercy Yes, broken arms and legs happen from time to time in sparring, especially duels with masters like us who have surpassed the realm of body training.

"rustle……"

Wen Jian suddenly approached, stepping on the fine dust in the arena on the soles of his feet, following his intention, his right fist swept towards him.

My mind was clear, and I flicked my arm to block it, but Wenjian freed from his feet, exerted force with his arm, and suddenly struck three times swiftly, with a strong airflow wrapped around his fist. He knew that I was also at the imperial level, so he didn't stay I'm exhausted.

Under the sudden attack, I couldn't force a counterattack, so I raised my arms horizontally, and received three blows with a "slap", the power of the sword was too violent, and the soles of my feet slid back uncontrollably, and there was a "bang" impact on the The training iron man behind him came up, Wen Jian saw it in his eyes, let out a low shout, and kicked hard when he raised his foot!

"Wow!"

Suddenly dodging, with a "bang" behind him, the iron man trembled violently, leaving a deep footprint on it, and the iron skin was severely deformed by the kick!

The foot pedal was too weak, I moved a step to the right, turned my back to Wenjian's elbow, and struck back swiftly!

With a "bang", Wenjian was hit, and the whole person fell towards the iron man. I didn't have any lingering, and I just turned around with a punch, which directly hit Wenjian's back!

"Well……"

Wen Jian let out a low hum, and swung his arms to support the iron man, using his strength to dodge to the left! My swift punch hit directly, with a bang, the iron man broke from it, and the screws and iron pieces jingled and rolled all over the ground.

...

"Oh my God..." Wang Ran opened his mouth wide: "Are... are Li Xiaoyao and Wen Jian still normal people? What kind of power is this, to be... unexpectedly so tyrannical..."

Lin Wan'er looked at me with beautiful eyes, and remained silent.

Dong Chengyue clenched her pink fist tightly and said softly, "Xiaoyao, don't lose..."

...

"Wow..."

As the wind picked up, Wen Jian's next round of attack had already come, his body jumped up slightly, and he punched vigorously, like an axe, it was the essence of manifesting form with intention in Xingyiquan.

I crossed my arms to block, "bang" backed up two steps, Wenjian pressed forward step by step, my body sank slightly, and my fists rose violently from bottom to top, like a tiger's punching fist!

I hastily separated my fists, and suddenly a sharp force almost passed my nose, and Wenjian slashed and punched, leaned back, and made two quick attacks again.

"call……"

The breath flows slowly in the body, endlessly, the sea of ​​mind is empty, I sense the change of the surrounding breath in a flash, the left fist changes into a palm, and "papa" swings away the attack of the sword, suddenly The figure moved quickly, and the right fist swung back, concentrating almost 100% of the strength and energy, and suddenly blasted out!

"ah!?"

Asking Sword turned pale with shock, his figure didn't stop, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest to bear my blow!

"Boom!"

With one punch, Wen Jian's body was almost blown away like this. He stepped back more than ten steps in a row, and hit the bamboo sword stand in the arena with a "bang". He fell into the broken sword in a rather embarrassing state, his face was pale, his arms trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were tightly knit.

"Ah Feng!"

Jian Tan hastily rushed over, and asked Jian: "How is it, are you alright?"

Wen Jian's complexion was not very good, panting heavily, said: "Li Xiaoyao is indeed a master, he can see the opportunity for me to change my breath, otherwise I would not be defeated so easily... And, he..."

"What happened to him?" Jian Tan asked.

Wen Jian took a deep breath: "I'm afraid Li Xiaoyao is already at the peak of Yu Qi level, the strength of Qi far exceeds me and you!"

Jian Tan looked horrified: "Dizzy, no...isn't it? Who the hell is this kid? I haven't heard of a master of the peak of imperial energy in modern China, and he's still so young..."

...

I stepped forward, stretched out my hand and smiled: "Are you all right?"

Wen Jian grabbed my hand, stood up, patted the dust off his body, and said with a smile, "It's nothing serious, but Li Xiaoyao's boxing skills are really strong, and my third uncle and I were convinced of the defeat!"

On the side, Wang Ran smiled and said, "Actually, Li Xiaoyao's boxing is not the best. His strongest skill should be swordsmanship, right? Wenjian, you are also a master of swordsmanship, do you want to compete with him?"

Wen Jian hurriedly shook his head and smiled, "Farewell, I focused on Xingyiquan, and lost like this in the end. In terms of swordsmanship, Li Xiaoyao's swordsmanship should be my teacher."

As he said that, Wen Jian looked at his arms, and said speechlessly: "Uh, the buttons of the Armani shirt I just bought were all broken by your punch. What a pity, 1.7W a piece..."

My heart trembled: "You...you won't let me pay for it?"

Wen Jian laughed, and patted my shoulder: "Don't worry bro, I'm not that mean. Besides, I learned your kung fu today, and I didn't even pay the tuition fee. This shirt counts as the tuition fee, right?"

I nodded: "Well, the leader of the Tomb of Heroes is indeed open-minded, much stronger than sharp-edged!"

Wen Jian was slightly astonished, and suddenly smiled: "You mean that kid Jian Fenghan? Hehe, Jian Fenghan is from Hangzhou. I sparred with him once. His fists are powerful and powerful. It's very satisfying, but Jian Fenghan's behavior...we won't judge, gentlemen don't speak evil behind their backs, anyway, Li Xiaoyao can come to Luoyang, Henan as our guest when you have time, I'll let my Grand Master learn your kung fu..."

The corner of my mouth twitched: "Okay..."

In fact, there is another way of saying it in my heart. The grand master is probably at least at the Yangyan level, and he should be one of the few masters in China. If I go to challenge it, it is tantamount to asking for death.

...

In the afternoon, send Wenjian and Jiantan to Hangzhou.

on the way back.

Dong Chengyue was very happy, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyao, that punch was so enjoyable... It was so loud that Wenjian had no strength to fight back. I was worried that you would lose when you were retreating every time before! Hee hee, fortunately Won……"

Lin Wan'er said from the side: "Hmph, Dongcheng, the leader lost, but you are so happy!"

The corner of Dongcheng Yue's mouth raised: "Come on, when Li Xiaoyao defeated Wenjian with one punch, didn't someone also laugh?"

Lin Wan'er: "..."

I rubbed my fists, frowning tightly.

"What's the matter?" Lin Wan'er asked with concern.

I murmured: "When I hit Iron Man with a punch, I was caught by a screw, and it hurt me to death..."

Lin Wan'er: "..."

Dong Chengyue: "..."