Jiang Yan walked up and stood opposite Chen Wu, with a listless look on his face: "Ah? You said that unlucky guy who was trying to die? You just took it upon yourself."

"No matter the reason, no matter what, he is a loyal young master Shaojie, and it's not your turn to move!" Chen Wu said angrily.

"I'm talking nonsense, don't you just want to make excuses? Look, I'm standing on the ring. If you want to fight, hurry up!" Jiang Yan waved his hand indifferently.

"Hmph!" Chen Wu said those before, just to give his young master the impression of being famous for his army and protecting his subordinates. In short, it was just to show off and accumulate reputation for Luo Shaojie.

Seeing that Jiang Yan looked impatient and didn't want to speak, Chen Wu stopped talking and put on a martial arts posture.

"Let's start." Zhong Tielin said on the edge of the ring.

Jingli confronted each other for a few breaths. Seeing that Jiang Yan had been still, Chen Wu had to take the initiative to attack, and took a few big steps to accumulate his strength, and then he turned his fingers into a claw and used a fierce black tiger to draw his heart.

The tiger produces wind. After using this tiger claw, you can vaguely hear the roar of the wind, which shows that Chen Wu has practiced this martial arts to the point of at least a small success.

But it's useless.

"Born." Jiang Yan curled his lips and stepped forward to face the tiger claw. With a slight sway, he mistook the claw and avoided the claw strike. He stretched out a finger and pointed it on Chen Wu's arm.

This seemingly plain finger hit the point where the internal force was running on Chen Wu's arm. He felt that the internal force in his hand suddenly lost control and rushed into the meridians, causing the whole arm to numb.

Then he could no longer use his strength, and naturally he could not handle the tiger claw move he had prepared, which made Chen Wu feel extremely uncomfortable.

Before he could continue to react, the moment the two of them crossed, Jiang Yan slashed another hand knife on the back of his neck.

Then the guy's eyes went dark and he lay down straight and lost consciousness.

"The winner, Jiang Yan!" Zhong Tielin said with a straightforward verdict.

Anyway, it's necessary to play three games before it's over, so Jiang Yan simply stood on the stage and waited for the next challenger.

Off the stage, a person with a low level of cultivation pulled the arm of his companion beside him and asked hesitantly.

"Hey...what happened just now? Did Chen Wu be killed instantly?"

"Yes, I'll just hit you in one meeting." His companion's cultivation was higher, and he could barely see more clearly. "It's true that he is at the level of the sixth level after the day. Although Chen Wu's cultivation level is indeed one level lower, he can actually do it.

It was so simple that Chen Wu's fifth level of acquired status was not as easy as his ordinary sixth level of acquired status!"

"It looks good now. Chen Wu is defeated so simply. Can Luo Shaojie still sit still!"

Just as others thought, Luo Shaojie really couldn't sit still.

Fortunately, after a while of breathing, he added a Qi-enhancing pill, which was a resumption of the consumption he had done when fighting Luo Qianhu before.

It is only a pill that simply supplements internal energy consumption and treats injuries. It is allowed to be used in non-combat states. The rule is only forbidden to win with the benefits of pills during martial arts competitions.

"Jiang Yan!" Luo Shaojie jumped to the ring and said coldly: "Although I don't know what adventures you have made to make such great progress in your cultivation, I will let you understand that relying so much on luck alone is nothing more than what.

It won't change your wasteful nature!"

"Ah--" Jiang Yan yawned, then grinned: "You are talking nonsense, stop beating, start fighting now!"

Luo Shaojie was furious by his attitude. This kid was so angry that he swallowed his anger when he saw him. Now he dares to talk to him like this?

"Haha, I'm not a little bit. I'll get rid of your teeth first to see if you can continue to pretend!"

"Okay, you guys start." Zhong Tielin said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Shaojie immediately took action. He stepped on his feet several times, and he quickly approached Jiang Yan with several slight slightest moves.

"The body movement is OK, but the steps are a little messy." Jiang Yan also responded in a low voice, and the wind was rising under his feet and greeted him.

"Drink!" Luo Shaojie waved his hands repeatedly, and shot out the palm shadows all over Jiang Yan's body. He had the illusion that the flying flowers and leaves were falling like rain. Moreover, these palm shadows were still erratic, quite versatile.

The artistic conception of falling leaves flying down with the wind.

"Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves Palm?" Jiang Yan's increasingly rich martial arts database was not a decoration, and he recognized this martial arts technique at a glance.

The heat is pretty good, and it seems that it is almost time to reach the stage of cultivation, but for Jiang Yan, the same thing: It’s useless.

Although the dense palm shadows seem to be very powerful, they are actually all false moves. The real attack has always been only two palms, and the others are just the visual illusion caused by martial arts to the naked eye.

If a warrior reaches the level of internal force transforming into true qi and being released from the body, he can use the released true qi to condense into truly lethal true qi palm power, and achieve the level of a hundred palms in one moment. But he has not yet understood the true qi

, an acquired martial artist who cannot release his internal strength can only play tricks.

Just so happens that this kind of false move in martial arts is completely useless for Jiang Yan.

Especially when the martial arts are still very familiar with him, the enemy spends extra movements to use false moves, which is equivalent to automatically sending out flaws to him.

Jiang Yan smiled lightly, and his hands drew arcs, either slapping, pushing, or pulling, and extremely accurately tying Luo Shaojie's palm strike into the empty space. No palm could really touch him.

body.

Luo Shaojie fought hard for a while, but he was unable to make a contribution. The momentum he had originally raised the attack became weaker, and the wave of the palm was gradually less sharp than the beginning, making Jiang Yan more relaxed in dealing with it.

He even joked badly: "Hey, Luo Shaojie, where is your strength? Why is it getting softer and weaker?"

"Damn it, what move are you doing?" Luo Shaojie's face became increasingly ugly. Even though he accelerated the palm force with his strong internal force, he just couldn't hit Jiang Yan's body and Jiang Yan's hands.

It's so annoying. Every time the arc that comes over just involves his palm strike, and he never confronts him head-on. He just uses a particularly uncomfortable soft force to remove and deviate.

The ground deflected his attack and kept him hitting the space. The feeling of being powerful and without any place was so strong that it made people vomit blood.

"Sailor, what does the originality of a certain martial arts teacher feel?" Jiang Yan smiled, and then pulled and drew again, drawing a large arc with Luo Shaojie's palm, almost making him unable to stop letting go

Opened the empty door.

Fortunately, he finally responded in time and came back. Luo Shaojie, who was a little scared, took the move and took a few steps back.

"Bastard! Jiang Yan, do you dare not always use such sticky scoundrel tricks to fight me head-on?"

"Silly guy!" Jiang Yan rolled his eyes and didn't want to answer.

'Damn, this kid's moves are so disgusting that I can't exert half of my strength... And I have to admit that his reaction speed, eyesight and skills are higher than mine! If you compete in the moves, you really can't beat him...

'

Luo Shaojie thought about countermeasures. His cultivation was higher than Jiang Yan. Although he was a breakthrough in the last battle, he still had to crush the opponent in terms of absolute power, but the opponent did not fight him head-on, and his skills were far better than him.

Like a slippery loach, it is really annoying.

Luo Shaojie felt that compared to the cunning Jiang Yan, Luo Qianhu's barbarian opponent was much easier to deal with.

Luo Shaojie had noticed the strange gazes of the audience. He had tried so many moves at the seventh level of the acquired realm, but he could not get the sixth level of the acquired realm, which was really a bit of shame.
Chapter completed!