The main altar is wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, with a high platform in the middle. If there was no clarification and recognition that day, maybe I would be buried here today. But for a moment, I am no longer the same person I used to be. I can only hope that I will not change.

Shengnan sighed, life is really just a dream.

Feng Xiaoyin, Song Xian and Sheng Nan randomly chose a seat and sat down. After a long time, many people came one after another from both sides. The road to the enemy's home was narrow, with the Tiedan Lu family on the left and the Hunan Hua family on the right. The Hua family was pretty good.

He was polite, but Jiang Han remained the same. Feng Xiaoyin secretly thought: This Jiang Han is different and not snobbish. It's a pity that he has to go against Shengnan. Song Xian whispered: "This world is really small..."

Shengnan didn't care and didn't say anything.

Finally, Xu Yuan, Liu Wujin, Shi Zhongyong, Yi Maishan and others appeared at the highest position in the main altar. Yi Maishan was nearly fifty years old, and the vicissitudes of life on his face told them that these young people were born to fight.

, in fact, he is also old and pale.

As the second among the top fifty in the martial arts world in the past, and as a warrior of the previous generation, Yi Maishan marked that the heyday of one era had finally passed on to another generation. On the first day of the competition, he was the first person to speak, but he was helpless.

There was some noise due to people coming and going, and Yi Maishan could be vaguely heard explaining the role of this competition. At the end of his long speech, he got to the point, and the place began to regain calm. Listen to what he said: "This competition is not about fame and fortune.

But to form an alliance... The fifty rankings decided by the conference will be the top fifty in the martial arts world in the future. Yi here hopes that everyone will not repeat the mistakes of their predecessors, and will not be seduced by the Jin people and divided...

In this month or so, we will train a new anti-Jin team to defeat the Jin people's assertion that "the Song Dynasty has no talent." Yi hopes that the third generation after moving south can also succeed in the fight against the Jin Dynasty.

Fight against gold!" Everyone was moved and shouted in unison: "Unify against gold, fight against gold together!"

Feng Xiaoyin finally listened to what he said and said with a smile: "Leader Yi is good at everything, but he is too long-winded. It takes a long time to say one sentence..." Shengnan smiled: "People who become leaders of the alliance may learn to be long-winded."

Feng Xiaoyin nodded helplessly: "This time, it is stipulated that only juniors can participate in the ranking. Isn't it too miserable for someone like Liu Wujin? Call him old. He has the same seniority as us. Call him young. He can be your father.

, Song Heng will call him Uncle Liu." Song Xian smiled and said: "It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future." Sheng Nan said: "Brother Liu doesn't take fame and fortune too seriously. After all, he is already the seven leader of the Short Knife Valley.

One of them."

Xu Yuan stood up and spoke at this time. His intimidation was obviously great, and the whole audience fell silent immediately. Even Liu Wujin and Shi Zhongyong secretly admired them, knowing that the martial arts world had hope because of him. Xu Yuan announced the rules of the competition: "In order not to

This caused a melee, so we decided to determine a ranking every day as before. One person will be the champion first, and others will compete in a challenge. If he wins, he will get that ranking. Do you have any objections?" Everyone said: "This is

The best way..."

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Xu Yuan turned around and left: "Today's first place, the challenger is tentatively determined to be the invincible fighter in the southeast among the nine points in the world - Li Fengxing Li Shaoxia." Jinling was already very concerned about this, so this should

Er was so happy that she winked at Ye Wenzhao repeatedly to show off. Wen Zhao was obviously very angry: "Why should I decide on him?" Even though her voice was low, it reached Xu Yuan's ears. Xu Yuan had a troubled look on his face: "It's just a temporary decision..."

Wen Xuan pulled Wen Zhao and waved her hand to silence her. Jin Ling covered her veil and held the sword for Li Fengxing: "Brother Tian, ​​I will accompany you up." Li Fengxing smiled and nodded: "There is no need to bring the sword."

Jin Ling put down his sword obediently and followed him to the stage. Before he could stand, someone jumped onto the stage. It turned out to be Hua Binghong, Hua Fang's second disciple. Hua Binghong was full of confidence as soon as she stepped onto the stage: "

I'm talking about Huajia Quan in Hunan, Hua Binghong, and I've always heard that Li Shaoxia's fingering and palm skills are unrivaled in the entire Southeast. I wonder if they will be ranked among the best in Hunan?"

Li Fengxing smiled, saluted and immediately took out his palm: "Then watch carefully!"

Jin Ling smiled and stepped back to watch. She had known this young man for more than ten years, whose fingering skills were "turning stones into gold" and his palm skills were "violent and resolute".

Hua Binghong punched cleanly and refused to be sloppy. The internal and external tightness of the Hua Family Boxing can be felt in the moves. It has a long history and is indeed the most proud Kung Fu of the Hua Family. There is a low sonority in the wind.

, it makes people feel that the wind hurts.

But Li Fengxing also faced him with a palm, and suddenly cut off his offensive without Hua Binghong knowing it.

This palm move from both sides won a lot of applause for the martial arts battle, and also recommended such a strong man to the world. Li Fengxing, who had just turned fifteen, his palm skills, the moment he emerged, told everyone a profound fact,

In this field, he is worthy of his name, and every palm leaves scars for Huajia Quan.

With such thunderous speed and power, Hua Binghong was defeated within twenty moves.

It also caused a silence, and the strength to challenge was reduced. Jinling smiled proudly, as if he had won the first place.

Song Heng saw that after Li Fengxing won the first battle, he defeated several guys who thought they had too much self-esteem. For a while, no one dared to go up. After thinking for a moment, he finally took off his sword and went up.

When Li Fengxing saw him on the ring, he smiled coldly: "It's you!" They have been famous for so long, probably because the geographical location is too close. Li Fengxing and Song Heng both seemed to have a grudge against each other and were not polite when they met.

.

Song Heng snorted: "Master Li, don't think that you can win the world just by defeating a few people. It's better to go home and be your noble master. Why bother to enter the world?" Li Fengxing held back his anger: "I didn't come to Yunwu Mountain.

In order to flirt with you, it's just a game played by women." Song Heng laughed: "Didn't you grow up in a pile of makeup and powder? There are women following you wherever you go, even when you get into the ring, you have to do it.

Pulling and pulling.”

Jin Ling was furious, stepped forward and immediately interrupted: "It stinks!" Then he walked down from the ring proudly. Song Heng had no way to deal with this little girl and couldn't laugh or cry. Li Fengxing held back his laughter and said: "I didn't know you were doing this with bare hands.

Should I fight with your Jade Dragon Sword?" Song Heng said: "You didn't bring a sword, and of course I don't either!"

Just like that, Song Heng took the lead and jumped to Feng Xing's side. With one palm, he turned the tide and turned his palm towards Feng Xing. His beautiful swordsmanship was not like that of one person, but could be done with one move.

Feeling a burst of heat, as if he was about to beat his opponent into a cripple, Li Fengxing faced him directly with his palms. It seemed that he wanted to fight him, and he didn't even try to hide. It was just that these two people had no control over each other.

It was hard to predict how much force they had. The first official confrontation between Perfect and Ling Li failed to achieve any of their goals. Feng Xing still didn't understand Song Heng, and Song Heng still couldn't see through Feng Xing. The result was that the two of them met each other with both hands.

Yima took a step back, Feng Xing felt numb at the tiger's mouth, and Song Heng was also dizzy, but before they had time, the two of them attacked almost at the same time, confronting each other again.

Jin Ling was watching the battle at the edge of the ring and secretly memorizing Song Heng's palm moves. He was secretly surprised: Although this kid is arrogant, he is so good at even non-special skills. He really shouldn't be underestimated!

Song Heng's blood surged all over his body, and his luck gathered in his palm. He suddenly hit with a palm, and Li Fengxing dodged to avoid it. It was also full of luck. He stretched out his index finger and pointed it at his palm. This lightness suddenly defused his strong offensive. Song Heng side

Turning around, he controlled the situation and punched. Feng Xing raised his palm to block it. The battle immediately heated up and spread under the ring. Twenty moves were made once, and it was impossible to tell who would win or lose. The two young men belonged to the same nine-point world.

They are both top-notch masters, so they caught everyone's attention. Seeing that their speed has become faster, Ye Wenxuan almost didn't have time to tell his sister: "The twentieth move, Song Heng, comes out of nowhere, moves with force, and flies with lightning..."

In this way, Ye Wenzhao had no time to record it, and he was all making ghosts and drawing talismans. Everyone in the audience did not dare to be distracted, because they could not make up any part of it!

Yang Songxian secretly memorized and praised: "There is a void in the reality, a reality in the void, deep internal strength...good palm skills and good boxing skills!"

Feng Xiaoyin's eyes were no longer working well, and she said depressedly: "Don't their hands hurt?"

The similarities are the urgent rhythm like music and the tight layout like a chess game.

The difference is that Song Hengsheng has internal strength and is very good at Fengxing moves. In fact, this is a simple game of you beating me and me beating you, but it kills so much energy, tortures the air, and makes many bystanders look bad! Feng is completely absent in it.

Standing on the foothold and being pushed into the corner by both fists, there is a kind of victory that belongs to both sides and can become a classic.

On the sixty-third move, Song Heng suddenly passed Li Fengxing, went around behind him and hit him on the back. He came and went like the wind, seeming to end the deadlock. Amidst the crowd's gasps, Li Fengxing fell forward, and Song Heng had already stretched out his hand.

However, he missed it by the slightest. Feng Xing sneered and stood up again. In the process, he did not forget to kick Song Heng. Song Heng was startled and almost tripped. He took a big step forward to cover up the fall. It was so slow.

After a delay, Li Fengxing's crisis was over, and he fought with him again for nearly ten moves. Li Fengxing struck with his palm, but Song Heng raised his palm to block it. Song Heng raised his fist to strike, and Li Fengxing immediately showed his ability to "turn stone into gold".

, they competed with each other for a while, using their fists, palms, and fingers, but the success or failure could not be determined yet.

Feng Xiaoyin saw it clearly in the audience and said with a smile: "Li Fengxing is going to lose." The victorious Southern Song Dynasty sages were all stunned: "How can you see that?" Xiaoyin said: "Although Li Fengxing is slightly better in palm skills, Song Song's internal strength is

Heng is much better, and this competition ultimately relies on endurance. After all, Song Heng is two years older than Li Fengxing and has practiced martial arts earlier."

Sure enough, as soon as he reached the hundred moves, Li Fengxing was panting a little and couldn't help him. He could see that everything he had done just now had worn him down a lot, and his physical strength was really not as good as Song Heng's. The last move ended the thunder battle, and finally fully interpreted this story.

The meaning of war is that every war ends for a reason. The outcome cannot be unresolved, but there can be no regrets.

Jin Ling rushed forward: "Brother Tian! Brother Tian!" He helped Li Fengxing up with concern. Both Li Fengxing and Song Heng were sweating profusely and very tired. Jin Ling wiped the sweat for him and said: "Brother Tian!

You performed very well. If there is a limited-movement competition, he may not be able to beat you!" Li Fengxing walked out of the ring while keeping a smile: "It's okay, Ling'er, you can enter the Short Knife Valley if you are first or second..."

Liu Wujin felt relieved when he saw that Li Fengxing was fine. Looking back, Xu Yuan didn't seem to be very concerned about their competition. He thought: Song Heng's skill is the Jade Dragon Sword, Li Fengxing is proficient in palm and fingering, and in Jiufen Tianxia,

None of them debuted in boxing, but the few boxing fights just now were really exciting...
Chapter completed!