Chapter 45: Personal Biography of the Registered Battle
A young man with a handsome figure, arms and waist walked to the field, with a stern look on his face, and he cupped his hands towards Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan noticed that the boy's arms were slender, reaching almost to his knees, his muscles were strong, his palms were thick, and his expression was slightly serious.
Although I don't have much experience in martial arts, looking at this young man's figure, I intuitively feel that he is suitable for martial arts training, and is especially suitable for the grappling and marksmanship techniques of the Shen Weapon Hall.
Monk Liu frowned slowly and said to Fang Wei:
"Mr. Fang, what do you mean?"
His attitude towards Fang Wei was not as casual as towards Wang Heihu.
Fang Wei said coldly:
“What?”
Monk Liu frowned:
"The rule just mentioned by Wang Heihu is that direct disciples are not allowed to compete, and the competition is limited to core disciples.
"It would be a violation for you to send a disciple like yourself here. "
The disciples on the sidelines looked at the young man named A Jin and started whispering.
In the past two years, the owner of the Divine Weapon Hall accepted a closed disciple who was said to be extremely talented. , is one of the rare martial arts wizards in the world. .
The ceremony for accepting disciples was very grand at that time. The Divine Weapon Hall was already the strongest and had a longer inheritance. Fang Wei was of high seniority, so naturally there were not many people in Panlong Town. I don’t know.
Everyone was wondering what kind of genius would make Fang Wei, who had stopped accepting disciples for a long time, accept him as a closed disciple; however, this disciple was very low-key after entering the school and practiced hard, and few people saw him.
When I took a look today, I realized that I was indeed born with a different appearance, not like ordinary people.
Fang Wei said lightly:
"Didn't you also send a registered disciple? You were the first to commit the foul.
"A Jin has not yet become a warrior, and his strength is at the same level. realm. ”
? ? ?
I will send a registered disciple, and you will send a direct disciple. Do you want to tell me the same thing?
The registration book is not as good as the core disciples. I just asked him to come and there was no objection from you!
Monk Liu’s face turned red and he said angrily:
“Mr. Fang, you are being unreasonable!”
Fang Wei looked at Monk Liu coldly and hummed:
"You just talked about the rules, and I didn't nod. In that case, let's reset the rules now. The following are acceptable for the master of skin training, how about it?"
“I agree.”
Wang Heihu chuckled.
Fang Wei nodded:
"Two versus one, that's it. Monk Liu, do you still have any objections?"
Fang Wei is old and powerful, and it's not because of his high moral character.
He runs a martial arts gym. The reason why the Shenbing Gym has been able to stand in Panlong Town for so many years is not due to reason.
Monk Liu’s face turned the color of pig liver, but he was speechless.
He flicked his sleeves and sat back in the chair, sulking.
Again, the situation is stronger than the person. He does not have the power to make rules, so he can only accept it.
Monk Liu looked at Xie Yuan with worried eyes, and said silently in his heart:
"Xie boy, I wonder if you can give me a surprise, hey..."
As a master himself, he knows that direct disciples and core disciples are completely different concepts.
In terms of the energy, effort, expense, and skills invested in training, the core disciples cannot compare with the direct disciples. Even if they are at the same level, it is not a problem for a direct disciple to defeat two core disciples.
What's more, this is Fang Laogui's close disciple, a direct pass within a personal pass.
The disciples of the Iron Clothes Sect watched this scene, and their hearts beat.
Even if Xie Yuan had just defeated two opponents like a god descending from the earth, he might not have much chance of winning against this closed disciple.
After all, to put it bluntly, no matter how talented Xie Yuan is, he has not learned anything from the sect master and has no reliable skills at his side. How can he defeat the closed disciple who is loved by thousands of people?
Yu Jin stood in the field and said solemnly to Xie Yuan:
"Brother, do you need to rest?"
Xie Yuan felt that the physical exertion of the previous two games was not great, his internal energy flow was as normal, and he was in good condition, then he shook his head:
"No need."
The other party is elegant, so he will not ridicule.
Yu Jin showed a slightly unconcerned expression, as if he felt that Xie Yuan had seen him clearly, and snorted coldly:
"Brother, please."
Xie Yuan felt the change in his attitude and couldn't laugh or cry. He just cupped his hands and said:
"Please."
The two of them At the same time, they took a stance, looked at each other, and then took action.
From the conversations between several gym owners, Xie Yuan knew that his opponent was not ordinary.
Facing such a strong opponent, he was a little more cautious than before, throwing out probing punches and returning quickly, not daring to easily expose his arms to his opponent's attacks.
However, as soon as he punched, Yu Jin's ape arms stretched out like electricity. His arms, which were longer than ordinary people, moved up and down, and directly clamped Xie Yuan's right elbow!
Oops! What a quick move!
Xie Yuan's expression was stunned, and he immediately felt a huge shearing force coming from his right elbow. He quickly put his left hand on Yu Jin's right hand to prevent him from using any more force.
In an instant, the two of them were in a stalemate and started to fight!
The people around him held their breath. They didn't expect that this competition would become intense as soon as it started!
In this scene, if Xie Yuan had been weaker, his right arm would have been broken directly!
Xie Yuan felt the huge force from his opponent's broad palms and pursed his lips slightly:
"If I keep my hands, I might not be able to break free."
He He made a decision in the blink of an eye, and the inner energy in his meridians suddenly accelerated. Before this, he had actually held back; but now, for the first time, he used all his strength!
Yu Jin only felt that his right hand was suddenly tightly grasped, and then directly pulled away by Xie Yuan's left hand. At the same time, Xie Yuan's right hand shook and became free, and he hit Yu Jin's chin with an uppercut.
Yu Jin turned around and stepped back, showing his agility to dodge the punch.
He turned around, only to find that Xie Yuan was not slow at all. He punched him in the head again and had to retreat again!
The situation suddenly reversed. Xie Yuan used all his strength, his figure was like the wind, punching faster than the last, pressing down on Yu Jin and attacking wildly, dazzling the people around him!
Wang Heihu's eyes widened:
"You can still shake it open after being captured? How strong is this kid?"
Fang Wei's stern old face also frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that he was so proud. The disciple was actually suppressed and beaten.
Could it be that the boy opposite is really born with divine power? Otherwise, how can we catch up and defeat him?
The two museum owners made similar judgments. Xie Yuan was probably born with strength.
They don't think about internal strength at all, and they can't even see it.
Neither of them has ever seen the cultivation method, and Monk Liu has never seen it. So, the result is that his registered disciples know internal strength? It sounds like a joke.
Monk Liu's eyes widened and he whispered:
"Disciple, how long have you been teaching him Iron Clothes Changquan?"
Hoda said in a daze:
"Less than a month."
"Less than a month..."
Monk Liu repeated silently and sighed:
"You monster."
It was not clear just now, but now I see that Xie Yuan's Iron Clothes Long Fist has actually been completed!
He glanced sideways at Hoda.
Why didn’t such a talented guy tell me earlier?
I will deal with you later.
Monk Liu turned back and looked at the field intently. After looking for a while, he sighed again and said with a relieved smile:
"He has already won."
On this side of the court, Yu Jin faced Xie Yuan's violent attack and was almost out of breath.
Isn’t he tired?
Yu Jin gritted his teeth. Capturing was ineffective against him. He didn't even have a chance to fight back. If this continued, he would just lose.
The only choice is to fight!
His eyes were fierce and he was about to fight with all his strength. Just when he was about to spread his fists and kicks, his chest opened wide. Although it was only for a moment, Xie Yuan's fist was incredibly fast. The long fist advanced and hit his chest directly.
Yu Jin froze and slowly lowered his head to look at Xie Yuan's fist without saying anything.
Xie Yuan pushed him lightly, then stopped and handed him over:
"Access."
The disciples of the Iron Clothes Sect burst into loud cheers, and the other two families His face turned gray and he said nothing.
All the closed disciples of the Divine Weapon Hall were defeated by this man, this registered disciple...
Where did he come from?
Yu Jin looked in a trance, and while he was in a trance, a cold and vicissitudes of voice overcame the whole audience:
"A Jin, you are inexperienced and too anxious. If you don't give me a chance, He won't be able to hold on with such an offensive for a long time."
Monk Liu laughed and didn't argue. He showed off his grace when he won.
Fang Wei waved to the back, waited for the disciple to hand over a short spear, and then threw it towards Yu Jin.
Yu Jin subconsciously caught it and looked at the master blankly, but saw him saying calmly:
"Your skill lies in the weapon. Use short strikes to attack long ones. Don't be discouraged if you can't defeat him.
> "The competition is not over yet. Now, pick up your gun and defeat him again. "
After hearing this, Monk Liu's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. He didn't react for a long time.
After a while, he shook his fat and short fingers:
"The winner has been decided, why are you still cheating?"
"A martial artist cannot admit defeat until he falls."
Fang Wei said coldly.
Monk Liu jumped to his feet, opened his face, and cursed:
“You old ghost Fang, my disciple lets you go, but you still kick your nose in the face Let’s talk about it, you still have to use weapons, do you have any shame?”
Fang Wei said coldly:
“Our Shen Weapon Hall is based on marksmanship. Without marksmanship, the combat effectiveness will be reduced. Is it possible that we have to give up short attacks and long attacks?
“You want to use weapons? , you can do it at your convenience. ”
What an old scoundrel!
Their weapons are just a pair of meat fists, covered in hard skin. As we all know, how can they have any other weapons?
The crowd in the Iron Clothes Sect was excited, and the disciples began to curse.
Today the opponent was aggressive, unreasonable, and changed the rules at will. They simply treated the iron door as a piece of meat on the chopping board.
Monk Liu was so angry that he could hardly speak. He was about to think of a way, but he was suddenly stunned.
With a blink of an eye, he saw Xie Yuan standing calmly in the middle of the field, but he took out an ax from somewhere and held it in his hand.
(End of this chapter)