In the afternoon, when the big cowhide red drums placed neatly on the martial arts field of the City Lord's Mansion began to sound "dong dong dong!", people from Rongcheng kept coming from outside the door of the City Lord's Mansion.
At this time, the city lord Qin Sheng and the members of the four major families were already sitting in their respective seats.
Among them, the most important ones must be the Li family and the Fan family.
The martial arts trial is about to begin, and this battle will determine which family will be the number one family in Rongcheng.
The old man in charge stepped onto the martial arts arena and directly announced the start of the martial arts fight.
I saw a young man walking out of the Li family's seat.
Young Li Bai walked to the center of the martial arts field. His figure is also very slender, but he looks stronger and less obvious than Fan Yi.
He was wearing a white robe, and his eyes seemed to be narrowed and opened, giving people a sense of oppression as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit.
Li Bai held a dragon spear in his hand and threw it upside down at his waist with one hand. A small silver dragon was embossed on the gun body. The tip of the gun was white and dazzling, and a red tassel swayed in the breeze.
Fan Yi also stood up and walked towards the center of the martial arts arena.
He just had empty hands and a solemn expression on his face.
Sudden.
Li Baiheng held the Dragon-Wandering Spear, pointed the snow-white spear tip directly at Fan Yi, and said in a deep voice:
"Master Fan Yi, I know you are also very strong, but in this trial, the strongest person will be me, Li Bai!"
Hearing the other party's provocation, Fan Yi didn't say anything, and stared at Li Bai's feet with a pair of deep eyes.
Everyone knows that among warriors, eight out of ten will choose a handy weapon as a way to increase their combat power.
And among weapons, there is a saying that every inch is longer and every inch is stronger.
Fan Yi is now using his bare hands, and the spear is also known as the king of weapons.
An extreme scene suddenly formed between the two.
Suddenly.
Li Baiyun used all his strength and stabbed straight across with a spear. There was a faint sound of dragon roar on the gun body, as if the gun was coming out like a dragon, vowing to break through all the opponent's defenses.
However, there is no serious gun intention on the gun body, but the force is strong enough, and there is a strange wind-breaking sound brought by the dragon pattern relief.
When Fan Yi saw this, he did not dodge or evade. He stood up in a fist posture. With enough force on his right fist, he punched the snow-white spear tip in an instant.
When the fist was punched out, only three-thirds of the punching intention was poured into it, but the punch was still dripping with the sound of a tiger's roar.
Bang!
A burst of air exploded.
I saw that the tip of the gun was still an inch away from the fist, but it couldn't get in at all.
Li Bai's eyes flashed, and then he took a step with his right foot. When the sole of his foot hit the ground, he stabbed with all his strength with his right hand, which was bound to break the inch of distance.
When Fan Yi saw this, he immediately withdrew his arm and turned sideways to avoid it.
Li Bai's body was seen coming out with the spear.
Fan Yi then punched Li Bai on the side, only to see Li Bai rolling in the air.
While dodging the fist, he stabbed Fan Yi in the head again with his carbine.
Fan Yi took a few steps back, stepped on the gun body with the steps of an eagle, and flew into the air.
When Li Bai saw the spear piercing the air, he also retracted the gun, turned around and looked towards Fan Yi.
The attack was as fast as lightning and then calmed down.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Li Bai was the first to speak:
"The little master of martial arts who concentrates the power of punching is really interesting."
"I have also touched the Spear Intention Field, so why don't we make it simpler. You and I each show our true abilities and decide the outcome with one move, how about that?"
Fan Yi smiled and nodded.
Just now he only used three-point fist intention, just to test Li Bai.
Li Bai also had the same idea.
Li Bai knew very well that just now he relied entirely on the power of the Dragon Spear itself. As for whether it can condense the Spear Intention Field, it still needs a little luck.
So he is not considered a martial arts master.
Although Li Bai deliberately suppressed the realm of cultivation and constantly used body refining techniques to temper his body.
But there is no way Fan Yi's tempering method could be so overbearing.
Fan Yi also has the help of Immortal King Induction Chapter and Golden Little Shengdou.
Only those who have personally experienced this kind of tempering method will understand the dangers involved. How many people can withstand the pain of peeling skin and scraping bones?
The two of them each gathered their strength.
Li Bai held the tail end of the Dragon Spear tightly with his right hand, held up the gun body with the other hand, got into a lunge posture, and began to use the power in his body.
Faintly, the gun body began to shake, and the sound of the dragon's roar was much louder than before, and the bluestone tiles under his feet were instantly covered with cracks.
All the warriors were shocked when they saw this scene.
Someone secretly said:
"Is it possible that the young master of the Li family is also a young master of martial arts? When will he start? There are so many evildoers in Rongcheng."
However.
The city lords Qin Sheng and Ning Beimen who were sitting at the seats both saw the clues about Li Bai.
Qin Sheng said secretly:
"What Li Bai has condensed is not the complete Spear Intention Field. It seems that Fan Yi has surpassed him this time. However, given time, this Li Bai can also be promoted to a martial arts junior master, a dual practitioner of immortality and martial arts."
Ning Beimen was not so polite. He directly expressed his inner complaints and shouted:
"What a waste!"
Qin Sheng turned his head and glanced at Ning Beimen, but ignored it. Instead, he looked at Fan Yi, who had given him too many surprises.
Seeing Fan Yi standing on the spot, using his mind to control the strength in his limbs and bones, they continuously gathered towards his fist.
There seemed to be circles of strong wind swirling above the fist.
At the end, the roar of the tiger echoed throughout the martial arts arena.
This is the second time Fan Yi has used his fist, and it is more visible than the last time.
After seeing this, Li Bai frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, stabbed out the spear, and shouted:
"Wandering Dragon Breaking the Army Style!"
The Wandering Dragon Spear drove straight in, as if it had transformed into a real dragon, quickly swimming in the air.
Fan Yi showed a ruthless expression and immediately punched out.
The whole martial arts arena was suddenly filled with strong winds, blowing the hair and robes of the two people "whooshing".
Bang!
One gun and one punch, like two flaming meteors colliding together.
Immediately, layers of energy ripples shook from the collision position.
Fan Yi felt as if his whole fist had hit the thick copper wall, and he felt numb for a while.
On the other hand, Li Bai's situation was even worse.
I saw him being shaken by the force and flying backwards. He was vomiting blood in the air and his face was pale.
Then each shot hit the bluestone ground heavily, smashing the bluestone slab into pieces.
Everyone could see clearly that Fan Yi won this battle.
Li Bai was lying on the ground and tried to struggle to get up, but his heels slipped and he had no strength to support him.
The old man in charge waved his hand to the Li family's seat.
Only then did I see several warriors walking into the martial arts arena and helping people back.
Ning Beimen raised his head and looked up at the sky, sighing in his heart that fate has played tricks on people.
The battle is over.
The old man in charge looked at Fan Yi with a smile, and there was a lot of admiration on his face.
The old man in charge said with a pleasant face:
"Master Fan Yi, please go back and rest first. You win this battle. Among the younger generation of cultivators in Rongcheng, you are the real number one."
"Of course, you are also the pride of our Rongcheng."
Fan Yi hugged the old man and replied simply:
"Thank you!" After saying that, he turned and walked towards the Fan family's seat.
The cold beauty next to Ning Beimen was looking at Fan Yi's back with complicated eyes.
Jing Jingxue took a deep breath and thought to herself:
"Did father really make a mistake this time?"
As he spoke, there was another layer of cold hatred on his face, and he continued to think:
"But, since you have recovered your cultivation, why are you unwilling to say it? Instead, you beat up my housekeeper, which hurts people's self-esteem!"
Jing Jingxue turned her head and looked at her father's profile. She saw that he looked extremely angry, as if he was about to stand up and vent his anger.
Jing Jingxue felt more hatred in her heart.
