Chu Fan bowed his legs and rushed towards the opponent in a blurry shape, like an arrow that was straight out of the string. In the eyes of others, he used it as a magical one. As soon as his feet leveraged to the ground, he rushed to the opponent. Even if he was a real arrow, he might not be slow at all.

After approaching the target, Chu Fan suddenly punched and recognized it with sharp eyes. This was the first-level martial art "Cangstone Fist", which is also considered a mainland product in the family. But this move is a bit different. With one punch, the strong wind whistles, and the power is strong, so it can collapse into the mountains.

The footwork and boxing techniques are both ordinary, but they are completely transformed in Chu Fan's hands, which is more intimidating than the so-called unique skills used by Chu He and others.

His cultivation level is not as Chu He's conjecture as the fourth stage of the body practice, but has reached the peak of the fifth stage, at the same level as Chu Tian and Chu Chu.

The audience was applause, and whether it was the numerous civilians or the audience from Channel 5, they all had pride on their faces. This was the miracle person who was unique to Chu Fan, who relied on ordinary martial arts alone to defeat strong enemies and seize the right to get out of the line.

Even in the Chu family, only a few children have the opportunity to get involved in the advanced martial arts, and most of them can only sigh. If the newcomers who have just become warriors do not have background resources, they can only enjoy the various unique skills of the senior management of the Kung Fu Pavilion without sufficient contributions to exchange for them.

Therefore, for ordinary people, this kind of thing is a luxury, and all they can achieve is the common mass products.

In this case, Chu Fan used martial arts that everyone could practice to defeat the prides who mastered advanced martial arts one after another. All ordinary people watching the battle were full of enthusiasm and relaxed their chests.

No matter how cruel the facts are, in terms of emotions, everyone is more willing to believe in the existence of miracles with the weak.

Therefore, when Chu Fan took action, colorful sounds in the crowd were shaking the sky and the earth, and his excitement was hard to express. In this regard, some arrogant men looked at the fanatical people and couldn't help but curl their lips, disagreed.

"A group of ignorant pariahs, waiting for Brother Lei to exert his power to slap this child, so that you can be clear-headed and understand what reality is."

Chu He looked contemptuous and muttered to himself.

Facing the opponent's attack, Chu Lei's eyes narrowed slightly in amidst the noise and support, and his lower plate sank slightly, lying on his body, and his energy was ready to go.

His face is as sharp as a knife, his lines are cold and hard, his eyebrows are narrow, and his cold light is flashing. He is not a traditional muscular man, but when he looks closely, his figure is perfect, like a jungle cheetah, which can explode and hurt people at any time.

No unnecessary movements were needed, just a simple storm, Chu Fan's heart suddenly became tight during the raid.

The stone-gravel fist was about to reach his chest, and his arm suddenly bounced up, signing the momentum to intercept it, and using the fist to the fist openly.

When the fist collided, Chu Fan suddenly felt the majestic force stopping, dispersing his body-protecting energy, causing severe pain in the five fingers of the fist. Affected by this, he could hardly maintain the boxing shape.

Just as he was suffering, the dazzling lightning suddenly rose. Chu Fan turned sideways to avoid it, but was rubbed to his right rib. He retreated in horror until the edge of the ring. Chu Lei raised his legs and bent his knees, maintaining a kicking state.

A tingling sensation came, and Chu Fan's half body was numb, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The third place in the last year was well-deserved.

"This is a warning. Do you really think you can defeat me by relying on the big guys?" Chu Lei spoke hard, and the mockery on his face was obvious.

"It's worthy of being Brother Lei, so handsome."

It was like taking a cold shower in the dog days of summer, Chu He flew hard. The people who supported Chu Lei shouted loudly, and then they were depressed and lost.

"Sure enough, this won't work at all. Such an opponent must give full play to his full strength."

After the thought changed, Chu Fan's eyes closed slightly and then slowly opened. The Yuanli poured from top to bottom along his arm, gathering on his fingers that were gathered together, and then the sword finger was placed on his chest, like crystal white jade.

Chu He showed a ghost-like expression. Isn’t this Xiaoge’s broken jade finger? Where did this guy learn it? It’s up to his family to practice this kind of martial arts based on his family background.

"Can you learn it secretly when you watch the battle?"

As soon as this idea appeared, Chu He rejected it himself. This broken jade finger was extremely difficult, so no one could learn it after reading it a few times. It was simply impossible.

"If it weren't for the appreciation of that adult, I would have all my abilities just now."

After the gathering of skills, Chu Fan smiled bitterly, and approached the other party with his sword, pointing his sword to the point, covering the vital points of his body, and was fierce and accurate.

Seeing this, Chu Lei's eyes narrowed, and his primordial power wrapped around his legs, turning into dazzling lightning. He stepped on the electricity to advance and retreat in the broken jade fingers in the sky, seeking profit and avoiding harm, and spyed on the opportunity, and suddenly came out. The stone slabs under his feet shattered, and the ground on the ring and the ground were slightly shaken.

The electric leg shadow suddenly exploded, surging in the sky, and the finger net disappeared, Chu Fan's eyes showed helpless expression. Is the opponent so powerful?

"The gap shouldn't be so big, absolutely not."

Chu Fan's soul was roaring, and he hurriedly took back his distracting thoughts, calmed his mind and continued to think about it. When the negative emotions spread, he would probably never escape the shadow of failure in his whole life.

"What is the purpose of practicing?" He asked himself from the bottom of his heart.

When I was a child, my father only ate wild vegetables and pickles, and gave himself the saved fish and meat.

My mother was wearing patched old clothes and saving money to buy brand new clothes for him just to be decent among her peers.

Hiding in a remote place, practicing only two sets of martial arts alone, over and over again, sunrise to sunset, and then, it was restored to perfection.

In order to obtain cultivation resources, go out to take risks, work as a mercenary, hunt monsters, or explore dangerous places, and find opportunities in crisis, you can now have such cultivation.

On the day when I became a warrior, my old father cried with joy and burst into tears.

Do you want to lose the game here and live up to your parents' expectations?

"No, never!"

Chu Fan struggled and roared, his hands quickly danced, made strange gestures, and tried his best to use the forbidden technique he had never used before.

After the matter was finished, the energy in the body suddenly surged, and the blood boiled and flowed faster. The skin was hot and hot, and some places were bulging high, even dry and cracked, and the clothes on the surface were red, which was shocking.

At the same time, his energy and energy surged, and his cultivation level increased, and he reached six levels in a short period of time.

Seeing this, the third elder sighed silently and did not interfere. If he stopped this time, it would cause greater psychological harm to him or even irreversible.

With a blurred figure, Chu Fan disappeared from the spot and appeared beside his opponent. His broken jade fingers activated repeatedly, and waves of attacks left like waves.

His palms swelled and his fingertips dripped blood, but his fingertips were greatly enhanced, and his power was incomparable to the point of view.

Seeing this, the newcomers ignited hope, so that they could win.

But they were soon disappointed and were extremely surprised to see that Chu Lei's breath suddenly condensed, and the electric light on his legs even rumbling, which was like a real thing.

The two collided in a flash. The broken jade finger was initially strong, but it was firmly held. Then it became prosperous and declined. After a while of entanglement, it completely disappeared and revealed Chu Fan's figure. He knelt on one knee and sweated like rain. At this moment, he was really exhausted and he couldn't even stand up.

A thunder and lightning whip was relentless, and the wind broke out. Chu Fan was unable to avoid it. He was thrust in the abdomen and vomited blood and flew backwards.

Falling down in the audience, he was limp and numb all over his body. He felt heartbroken and pain and fatigue, and he fainted in front of him.

The lightning on the stage converged, revealing a slimming figure, as strong as a cheetah. The winner, Chu Lei!

The newcomers in the audience fell into silence, the soft-hearted girl wiped her tears and sobbed, and despair filled the audience. Could it be that there is really an insurmountable gap between the newcomer and the old man?

Chu Lei's fans began to celebrate. Chu He roared excitedly, danced his fists, and jumped up and down like a monkey. His body was tall and trembling, and the ground under his feet was overwhelmed. The hatred Chu Fan was knocked unconscious, and he felt so happy at this moment.

After watching this battle, many people thought to myself that Chu Lei was so perverted in the last third place. What about Chu Yi who was about to appear? Doesn’t his opponent have no hope at all, and he can’t help but watch silently for this poor guy.

Chu Ying's face looked ugly, just like a dead mother, the unlucky guy in everyone's heart was either someone else or him. Chu Lei was only five times last year, and he thought he could handle it. But after watching the game just now, he asked himself that even if he tried his best, he would be defeated by the other party.

But how could Chu Yi always suppress this person? How could he be simple? Competing with him is sure that he is not seeking abuse?

"Chu Ying, Chu Ying." The third elder urged repeatedly.

Upon hearing this, Chu Ying looked on the stage. A young man who was as handsome as a god, had a toned muscles on his body, as if he was boasting about his strength. He felt a toothache when he saw it.

"Forget it, at least I can force out some strength, and losing is considered face."

With this idea, Chu Ying was in a heavy mood on the ring.

Several acquaintances secretly conclude that Chu Tian secretly concluded that although it was rude to say this, this guy would definitely lose unless a miracle happened.

Unfortunately, they were all disappointed. Not to mention the miracle, there was no sign of birth. Chu Ying's fist and palm were all derived from swordsmanship and were used to fight fiercely, but they could not even break the opponent's defense.

In the end, he used his trump card, and even though he was not as good as that kind of black air, he was finally stably shot down the ring with a long boxing set.

When it landed on the ground, Chu Ying showed an expression of indulgence in her birth. This long fist has not yet been included in the grade and is not even as good as the Collapse Fist, but it abused herself. The other party is sure that it was not intentional?

Seeing his defeated general frowning, Chu Yi was inexplicably surprised and looked surprised.

This move was purely unintentional. His life creed was that if he could use three points of strength, he would never give four points.
Chapter completed!