"Hey, he... isn't he the grandson of the old patriarch?"

Such a whisper suddenly came from the crowd under the ring.

Over the years, Zhuang Yi has always been very low-key. His existence has gradually faded into the memories of the clan members. But at this time, someone finally recognized him.

Although five years have passed, the seven-year-old child who has grown into a confident boy now has greatly changed his appearance and temperament. But it is not surprising that he can still recognize the shadow of the past, and with his name, he is recognized.

There was a buzzing discussion in the crowd immediately.

Zhuang Yi's grandfather Zhuang Lingtian has been the patriarch for fifty years. His prestige is definitely not comparable to Zhuang Cangyun today. He has only been dead for five years, and everyone in the Zhuangjia still remembers the respectable old patriarch.

As his grandson, Zhuang Yi showed outstanding talents and naturally gained favor from his clan members.

"It turns out to be the grandson of the old patriarch, no wonder..."

"The old patriarch has a queen."

"Handsome and extraordinary, very good at being like a father."

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The discussion below reached Zhuang Yi's ears, and some turbulence also appeared on his calm face, "It turns out that grandpa is so loved by others. He must have been a good patriarch during his lifetime."

On the other side, Zhuang Qiang's dark face had swollen into pig's liver color. The expected scene that attracted the attention of the patriarch was completely shattered. All the limelight had been completely snatched away by the boy who was younger than him in front of him.

Unwillingness and jealousy made his mind bulge.

"Don't be proud. I will defeat you within one move. Let the patriarch see who is better." He thought fiercely.

Seeing the performance of the two on the stage, Zhuang Cangyun frowned slightly. Zhuang was strong, although he had good talent, but his character was lacking. He should be trained for a few more years before he could become a great man.

For a moment, I felt quite regretful. I should arrange a stronger opponent for him to dampen his aura, which will benefit him in the future.

However, it was too late to stop the competition at this time.

"Start." The elder in charge of the referee shouted loudly.

"ha!"

Zhuang Qiang shouted suddenly and took the initiative. His hands, which had been accumulating for a long time, lit up two golden lights, like two crescent moons. One rushed forward and slashed at Zhuang Yi fiercely.

The ninth-grade martial arts of gold, the moon blade.

The people below changed their faces slightly. Among all the attributes, the attack power is the strongest and is known for its invincibility.

Zhuang Qiang was able to condense two formed moon blades with both hands, and it was obvious that he had already entered the house in this martial arts. With his strength as a middle-grade martial artist, it was really valuable.

No one present expected that when Zhuang Qiang came up, he used his unique skills without reservation and wanted to decide the outcome with one move.

Looking at the two golden half-round moon blades, holding the fierce wind, slashing towards Zhuang Yi, Zhuang Cangyun's face changed, his body moved slightly, and his body had just left the chair, as if he had remembered something, and stopped on the spot.

With just one delay, two moon blades had already arrived in front of Zhuang Yi.

"Ah—" exclaimed.

At this moment, Zhuang Yi finally moved. He did not retreat but advanced. When the moon blade was barely softened to his head, he took a step forward and hit Zhuang Qiang's chest.

"Seeing the Moon with Clearing the Clouds"

Like a windmill, swing your arms from inside to outside, and then cut your palms at the elbow with the weakest strength. Just cut your horny tendons.

Zhuang Qiang was as if he was electrocuted, his hands trembled and immediately softened. The pain just appeared on his face. There was a severe pain in his chest, as if the entire sternum had been smashed. His body soared into the air, his throat became sweet, and he had fainted.

"Bang"

The heavy body fell heavily to the ground, raising a burst of dust.

Silent.

Everyone stared at the figure on the field blankly, and for a moment, they couldn't react.

Just now, Zhuang Qiang was like a mountain pressing down on the top, using his gorgeous martial arts, and was about to kill Zhuang Yi on the spot.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Zhuang Qiang had already flew backwards, but Zhuang Yi stood in place without any damage. The situation changed so quickly that it was hard to see.

Zhuang Yi’s moves are very simple, but because they are too simple, they are even more incredible.

One move "Sliding the Clouds and See the Moon" and the other move "Still the Embrace" are the most common moves in the Long Fist. Almost everyone present can do it. But these two extremely ordinary moves defeated Zhuang Qiang, who used gorgeous martial arts skills.

Is it a coincidence? Or luck?

Zhuang Cangyun and the elder looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise from each other's eyes. Both of them were innate masters, and what they could see was naturally different from others.

Zhuang Yi's moves are not exquisite, and there are even some places that are not very standard. It can be seen that his martial arts are indeed not yet mastered.

However, the timing of his move was very accurate.

Zhuang Qiang was eager to win, and as soon as he came up, he used his trick to get the bottom of the box. However, because he was too impatient to take action, he revealed too many flaws.

Zhuang Yi keenly grasped this flaw and defeated Zhuang Qiang lightly.

It can be said that Zhuang Qiang was defeated quite unfairly, and if he played steadily, Zhuang Cangyun believed that Zhuang Yi had little chance of winning.

However, in just one round, Zhuang Yi showed his combat intuition to look at Zhuang Cangyun with admiration. This intuition has to be cultivated by many people through countless battles.

Zhuang Cangyun felt extremely complicated about the cultivation talent and combat talent shown by Zhuang Yi. On the one hand, he felt very happy, but on the other hand, he was extremely worried...

"Zhuang Yisheng."

The elder in charge of the referee was also stunned. After a while, he realized, remembered his duties and announced loudly.

Zhuang Yi nodded, still ignored the many strange gazes, as if others were walking off the stage. Below, the crowd automatically gave way.

Zhuang Yi walked to the rest area and closed his eyes on his own, savoring the short battle just now.

Zhuang Qiang, who was unconscious on the ring, was carried down to treat him. Then, the second competition was held.

After the competition on the stage began, people's eyes evacuated from Zhuang Yi and returned to the arena.

At this time, Zhuang Yi opened his eyes and looked at the ring next door. His face was a little confused. Just now, when Zhuang Qiang attacked him, he seemed to scream over there, and his voice sounded familiar.

There were also people standing there. After looking for a while, I didn't see the person I imagined, and immediately shook my head. I ignored it, but instead turned my eyes to the ring and watched the competition of others with concentration.

This is a rare opportunity to see from other people that you have nothing to do.
Chapter completed!