Shen Laocai was proud.

Now, the opportunity to join the Wudang Sect is his son.

He pretended to behave and shouted a few times.

But seeing Chen Wansan's martial arts skills and cruelty, the trialists were already full of courage, and few dared to challenge him on stage.

Even if he went up, he was not brave enough. He was cut down by the Eight Tigers' Break Door Knife, and he rolled and crawled. The rolling gourd fell down and gave in.

Chen Wansan is in full swing, and he has the style of a hero in the world.

The challengers were all turning their heads into turtles, and no one dared to snatch their heads and challenge them.

The young man said with a sigh: "Junior sister, my three generations of disciples are full, but you have never accepted disciples. How about this Chen Wansan?

The masked woman pondered silently.

The young man waved to Chen Wansan.

Mr. Shen knew that the big thing was accomplished, and his eyes shone brightly, he laughed and said, "My nephew Chen Qianqiu, who joined the Wudang Sect three years ago, has achieved some success. Now Wan San has also entered Wudang. My Shenmen family has two spiritual cultivators. Haha, it shines on the lintel of the Shen family."

People around them are flattering.

Chen Wan Sansan was proud and walked forward, preparing to give the honorary ceremony.

Unexpectedly, he heard a clear voice saying, "I'll challenge it!"

Shen Laocai's face was full of gloom. When he turned around, his nose almost became crooked.

It's actually Shen Yi.

"Chen Yi... You slut! I haven't asked you about the big bull yet, why did you run out? Don't you get back!" Shen Laocai cursed angrily.

Chen Yi was calm and bowed to the young man and the masked fairy: "The two Wudang masters, Wudang Sect, have already issued a notice that no matter how rich or poor or lowly, anyone who is a good martial arts master can take the exam. Now, Mr. Shen is blocking me from taking the exam. Is it the Wudang Sect who has the final say at the foot of Wudang Mountain? Or is the landlord who has the final say?"

Before the young man could speak, the masked woman glanced at Chen Yi, seeing that what he said was orderly and had already become a head of his head.

Chen Yi nodded and jumped up.

Shen Laocai did not dare to say much in front of the masked woman. But the good thing was interrupted, and all his resentment was vented on Hengyi, shouting to Chen Wansan: "This unopposed cowherd kid wants to eat swan meat, and beat him hard! If he beat him to death, he will be covered by his father!"

Chen Wansan laughed wildly, turned to Chen Yi with a knife and said, "Boy is so brave! Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong child and made the wrong idea. I can only blame you for your hard life!"

He held up the golden sword, strode to the meteor, and the wind rolled, rushing towards Chen Yi!

According to Wudang regulations, God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, and he should not kill people easily when accepting disciples and fighting for martial arts.

But Chen Wansan was really angry and showed his fierce appearance. He rushed over with one move, and it turned out to be a very vicious murderous move!

The surrounding Zhuang Ding Xianhan saw that Master Shen was invincible and was invincible with the golden sword. Who would not flatter him? He burst into cheers in unison.

"good!"

"Young master is mighty and slaughtered this cow thief!"

"This kid overestimates his own abilities and dies in vain, which is ridiculous and lamentable!"

Under the pressure of a thousand pounds, Chen Yi felt that his breathing was difficult and his scalp was numb. However, he had been practicing hard for several years for today, and he was flexibly short and avoided the first move.

Chen Wansan failed in one move, but he only laughed wildly, turned horizontally into vertically, and slashed down angrily!

His Eight Tiger Breaking Sword Skill is a tiger and tiger roars. Before the sword approaches, the strong wind arrives first. The wind blows the blood trough and makes a tiger-like roar, which is terrifying and is about to cut Chen Yi in half!

Experts take action and judge the superiority and inferiority.

Youdao is a poor literary and wealthy martial arts. Chen Wansan and Shen Yi are the same age as sixteen, but one is a powerful young man, one is a poor son, one is a poor son, one has been a martial arts since childhood, one has been herding cattle since childhood, one has been given guidance from a famous teacher, one can only learn without a teacher, one can hold a killing weapon, one is unarmed, one learns the unique skills of the Eight Tigers, and one can only practice the Wudang Changquan that everyone can know.

Saving his mother's fate forced Chen Yi to fight to the death with the strong enemy.

unfair?

The old boy born in the private school in the village was a down-and-out private school, and the scholar of Qiu Feng dull, often sighed in front of Shen Yi: "Time, momentum, fate, and luck, what can you do?"

But Chen Yi clenched his fists tightly at this moment!

No matter how fierce and cruel Chen Wansan is, he must win this competition for the opening and taking disciples!

If you don’t win, you can only watch your mother die of illness.

Fight!

Chen Yi used the "Xizi Huansha" body technique in Wudang Fist, and moved his body at will, barely avoiding Chen Wansan's broken door knife, followed the "Empty Ferry" move, and smashed Chen Wansan's head towards Chen Wansan's ribs like a monkey.

Chen Wansan did not dodge and took Chen Yi's punch, but he just shook his body and said with a grim smile: "Flower fists and embroidered legs, it doesn't hurt or itch! Take me a knife!"

Chen Yi calmly and calmly, lowered his head to avoid it.

But Chen Wansan's intention to fight was surging, and he was pressing forward step by step.

The fierce battle between Chen Yi and Master Shen fell into the eyes of the masked fairy, but it was light and unmoved.

"Junior sister, what about this Chen Wansan?" the young man said with a smile.

"Roasted wood." The masked woman finally said something. When the people next to her heard it, they felt that the sound was like pearls and jade falling from the plate, and moistening like yellow orioles coming out of the valley, and they were all fascinated.

"Is that so? I see this kid, it's better than the cattle-herding kid." The young man frowned and smiled, "The disciples are the generals of the slut. Do you hope to be a good disciple like you? Three years ago, you were unknown. You were wearing white clothes and crossed Yangzhou. A Qiu Hong killed the evil demons and killed the three monsters who harmed Yangzhou. They were like a cone standing in the center of the pocket. They were personally inspected and accepted by the master and accepted as their own disciples. But they envied us ordinary people."

Listening to this explicit flattery, the masked woman still had no smile, and her beautiful eyes stared at the two people on the field.

The battle on the field has now entered a white-hot stage.

Chen Yi's Wudang Changquan has been practicing hard for several years, with a solid foundation, and every move, one punch and one kick, all swept the intention of Wudang Changquan to the ground. Facing Chen Wansan, who was wild and domineering and fierce, he was calm and honest, calm and righteous, and did not panic, and then dodged and fought back. He could actually fight against the fierce Chen Wansan into a situation of defending seven attacks and three.

But it's a pity.

Chen Wansan's strength is far superior to Chen Yi.

Even if he could hit Chen Wansan, Chen Yi felt like he was hitting an iron plate, which made his arms numb and his qi and blood surged, but had no killing effect.

Chen Wansan laughed and said viciously: "Cheng Yi, a child! I have been a disciple since I was a child, and I have become a golden bell cover, an iron cloth shirt and swordsmanship. I practice kung fu horizontally and open a monument to split the mountain. You should roll back early to carry your mother's body!"

He roared, urging the domineering kung fu in his body, like an angry human bear, with red eyes and howling, blue veins swelling, muscles swelling, and stir-fried beans in the joints of his palms.

Chen Wansan, give his all!

The Eight Tigers Broken Door Knife flashed with a breathtaking light, slashing over, no matter whether Chen Yi surrendered or not, he would cut Chen Yi in half.

Chen Yi was forced to dodge everywhere, but he couldn't even fight back a single move.

Everyone can see that Chen Yi has fallen into a disadvantage, and it is only a matter of time before he loses.

But as his name is, although it is extremely unfavorable and he has a moment of worry about his life, he is still calm and firm, advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and is extremely organized, and does not show any sign of defeat for a while.

Although Chen Wansan was furious, even the masked woman nodded slightly.

The young man watched coldly. For some reason, the more the masked woman appreciated Chen Yi, the more uncomfortable he felt. He smiled faintly: "This Chen Yi is just like a bone, average qualifications, and it is too late to learn martial arts. Although he is a little clever and persistent, he is hard to become a great person."

The masked woman only stared at Chen Yi lightly and did not answer.

Chen Wansan used up his sword technique and failed to cut down Chen Yi, but was confused by Chen Yi's persistence.

He took three steps back and took a deep breath.

"Good boy, not bad!" Chen Wansany exhaled the depression in his chest and smiled grimly: "I force me to use the ultimate trick of killing. If you can see my set of underbox moves, you can laugh at me!"

He took a deep breath, and his body, which was originally as strong as a human bear, expanded even more, like a monster, with strong muscles and even more powerful.

"Boy, the way the King of Hell asked, remember to answer [Eight Tiger Killing Styles]!"

Chen Yi was covered in blood and was shaking.

He practiced hard for several years, but in this disciple-taking competition, he encountered Chen Wansan, who was like a god of killing!

Time, momentum, fate, and luck!

What can I do?
Chapter completed!