It is common for warriors to compete in martial arts gatherings, and it can be regarded as a way to liven up the atmosphere.
As soon as Liu Kaishan's words came out, many people immediately echoed him.
"Master Liu, this is a good suggestion. Sitting there is really boring."
"Yes, they say that Liuhemen's boxing technique is extremely exquisite. Today it is an eye-opener for us."
Gao Yuan pondered for a while, nodded and said: "That's okay, but Gao has a small request. No matter who ends up, he must be careful with his actions to avoid damaging the harmony."
People who practice martial arts are full of blood. They start thinking about making friends with martial arts, but end up getting beaten to a bloody head. It is also common for them to turn against each other. You must be reminded beforehand.
"Don't worry, Master Gao, we're just letting the juniors have fun."
"Yes, yes, click to the end."
The Liuhemen courtyard is spacious, with the banquet taking up only half of it, leaving the other side empty, which can be used as a competition venue.
Since Liu Kaishan was the first to propose, then Kaishan Martial Arts School should send one person to participate.
Kaishan winked at a disciple beside him.
The disciple understood, stood up from the table, walked to the center of the field, clasped his fists and said, "I'm Fang Jun from the Kaishan Martial Arts School. I'm at the second level of strength. I've learned the Liuhe Sect's brilliant moves."
In martial arts competitions, it is generally important that the realms are roughly equal, so he reported his own cultivation level as soon as he came up.
Liuhemen is the host, so naturally we cannot miss this first match.
Gao Yuan glanced among the apprentices, and his eyes stopped on Sun Xiaofan.
Sun Xiaofan immediately stood up and said, "Master, I will take care of this."
"good……"
Zhao Lin nodded secretly, thinking that Gao Yuan had a good eye for selecting people.
Sun Xiaofan has flexible movements, but lacks strength. He suffers greatly in life-and-death duels, but he is very suitable for situations such as martial arts competitions. He is not easily injured, and he will not hurt others.
"I am Sun Xiaofan from the Liuhe Sect. I am at the second level of strength. Please give me some advice from Senior Brother Fang."
Sun Xiaofan walked to the opposite side of Fang Jun, clasped his fists and said.
Fang Jun replied: "Brother Sun, you're welcome."
The two greeted each other politely, and then got into a posture.
"Be careful."
Fang Jun rushed forward, raised his fists up and down, and attacked Sun Xiaofan's upper and middle areas with his arms like holding a vat.
The boxing techniques of Kaishan Martial Arts School are famous for their strong and powerful, wide opening and closing. Fang Jun has a strong body, which complements this boxing technique well.
Sun Xiaofan slipped backwards, then rushed forward, using Liuhe Fist's Flying Dragon Step to neutralize the opponent's attack with one move, and slapped the opponent's chest with one palm.
Fang Jun raised his arm to hold the palm, then flipped his wrist to reach for Sun Xiaofan's elbow.
Sun Xiaofan ducked his shoulders, dodged deftly again, and kicked out sideways.
The two of them showed off their skills as soon as they came up, immediately attracting the attention of everyone present.
Disciples in the power realm didn't develop their strength, so all they could do was use their fists and kicks.
Fang Jun is brave and brave, Sun Xiaofan is light and agile, and their boxing styles are very different, which makes people enjoy watching.
After exchanging more than twenty moves, a muffled sound was heard in the field, and the two men separated.
Fang Jun pressed his shoulder, with a look of reluctance, "Senior Brother Sun has great boxing skills, I'll lose."
Sun Xiaofan's eyes flashed with pride, "I accept."
Someone started, and the young disciples from each family were eager to try, and asked for a competition.
Sun Xiaofan fought again and won another game. In the third game, he was finally defeated by the third-level disciple of the power realm sent by Shizimen.
Next, each family will sing and I will appear on the stage. There will be victory or defeat for each other, and we can all achieve the goal.
Generally speaking, Liuhemen has the best record. Although each team has the intention of respecting the host, it also proves that Liuhemen is very strong.
All the apprentices at Liuhemen felt their faces light up.
At this moment, a strange and sinister voice sounded: "It's just rookie apprentices who have just entered the door. It's boring. Can we just watch?"
Everyone looked together and saw that the speaker was sitting at a table in the Lingshan sect. He was one of the three disciples brought by Zheng Yuanzhuo, named Hou Gui.
Hou Gui has a face like a crown jewel and a graceful demeanor, but his chin is slightly pointed and his expression is arrogant and mean.
Gao Yuan was not angry and said calmly: "I wonder what Senior Brother Hou means?"
Hou Guipi smiled and said: "The Liuhemen boxing method is really good, but I don't know how to use the Qi Jin method?"
He cupped his hands and said, "I'm not talented, I just want to ask for advice."
The smile on Gao Yuan's face slowly faded, and everyone in the Liuhe Sect also frowned.
In a place like Qinghe County, warriors with Qi Realm cultivation had an unusual status and would not easily compete in public.
No matter who loses, it won’t look good in terms of face.
On such a festive day as today, it would be reasonable for low-level disciples to compete, but for Qi Realm warriors to do something about it, it would be almost like kicking the gym and ruining the place.
Zhao Lin and Yuan Cheng looked at each other. They both knew Hou Gui. He was the Lingshan disciple who had a conflict with Chu Liu in the brothel last year.
Not only did the Lingshan Sect send Qi Realm disciples to challenge him, this person also had a grudge against the Liuhe Sect, and he had no good intentions no matter how he looked at it.
The scene became quiet for a while, and most of the people from other martial arts schools understood that the people from Lingshan Sect were not good.
However, the Lingshan sect in Qinghe County is now the dominant family, and no one is willing to wade into this muddy water.
Gao Yuan knew the stakes and ignored Hou Gui. He stood up and said to Zheng Yuanzhuo: "Master Zheng..."
Zheng Yuanzhuo laughed and said unconcernedly: "Just now, all the families came out to compete, but our Lingshan sect was the only one watching from the sidelines."
"Although everyone present knows that I only brought three Qi Realm disciples here today, but if word gets out, people who don't know will think that our Lingshan Sect has no one!"
"This...competition is just for warm-up, it's harmless."
"In this case, it's harmless for you to have someone challenge Hou Gui."
Gao Yuan was silent.
Zheng Yuanzhuo sneered when he saw this, "Is it possible that Gao Sect Master looks down on our Lingshan Sect and is not even willing to compete?"
Hearing this, Zhao Lin felt disgusted in his heart.
This is a common routine that was often seen at the wine table in previous lives.
There is a saying: "If you don't drink, you look down on me and don't give me face."
Many people couldn't resist this move, so they just picked up their glasses and drank.
In fact, anyone who says this sentence, no matter whether he drinks or not in the end, essentially looks down on you, otherwise he would not say this sentence.
Zheng Yuanzhuo caught Gao Yuan in one word, Hou Gui grinned and strode into the field.
Gao Yuan had no choice but to give in: "Okay, but again, stop there."
Qian Chengfei took the initiative and said, "Elder brother, I will fight him in the end."
Gao Yuan nodded, "Junior brother, be careful."
Hou Gui and Qian Chengfei came to the center of the field and stood facing each other.
"The noble lords of the Lingshan sect."
"Liuhemen Qian Chengfei."
The two of them didn't say any polite words. They gave their names and immediately got in touch with each other.
The technique that Qian Chengfei cultivates is Falling Leaf Palm Strength. When waving his palms, it is like falling leaves flying, and the strength is fierce.
Hou Gui, like Qian Chengfei, also practiced palm strength, which was called Sanjiang Palm. His palms were so strong that they made the sleeves of his robes rattle.
Zhao Lin only watched a few rounds and knew that Qian Chengfei was definitely not his opponent. He turned to Gao Yuan and said, "Brother, how about I play in the next round?"
Gao Yuan hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Junior brother, don't be impatient."
He knew in his heart that Zhao Lin could capture Chu Liu by himself. There was no doubt about his strength, and he was probably already superior to him.
However, Zhao Lin had to leave after all. Gao Yuan did not want to have a quarrel with the Lingshan sect yet, nor did he want to leave the impression that Zhao Lin was the only one powerful in the Liuhe Sect.
Zhao Lin understood Gao Yuan's thoughts and didn't say anything more. He turned his eyes and continued to watch the battle.
As he expected, the winner was determined quickly. Hou Gui's Sanjiang Palm was stronger than ever, so powerful that Qian Chengfei could no longer compensate with his moves.
After only ten rounds, Hou Gui slapped Qian Chengfei on the chest.
boom!
The slap was so heavy that Qian Chengfei felt his blood boiling, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.
Qian Chengfei was furious in his heart, but today was a happy day for the Liuhe Sect, so he couldn't get angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Hou has won, I admire you."
"Concession."
Hou Gui did not hide his pride and said directly to Gao Yuan: "Master Gao, this one is not strong enough, please send another one."
He was severely beaten by Chu Liu last year and lost all his face. He worked hard for a year with a calm mind in order to regain his position one day. How could he let it go so easily?
Although Chu Liu is gone, in his eyes, other disciples of Liuhe Sect are also targets of revenge.
Gao Yuan's face darkened, "Senior Brother Hou, that's it for today!"
Hou Gui smiled and said, "I seem to understand a little bit."
"Understand what?"
"What I just said is correct. Liuhe Boxing is first-class, but the Kung Fu is not."
There was a murmur of discussion at the scene, and even the dullest person could understand that the Lingshan sect was here looking for trouble today.
Most people despise what he did. When Zhu Huaishan was alive, he did not dare to touch him. Now that he is gone, it is unethical to come here to show off his power.
There are also people who are watching the excitement and don't mind the matter, hoping that the two sects will fight.
Although Gao Yuan knew that Hou Gui deliberately used words to stimulate him, just to force him to end up here, he had to deal with it, otherwise the Liuhe Sect would not be around anymore.
It’s just that as the leader of the sect, I can’t let go easily. Zhang Ying and Fu Guangming are about the same strength as Qian Chengfei. They will lose if they go up. Only Zhao Lin and Yuan Cheng...
"I'm here to meet Brother Hou!"
Yuan Cheng had a straightforward temperament and could no longer hold himself back. He walked directly into the venue without waiting for Gao Yuan to speak.
"After seeing each other last year, Brother Hou's demeanor is even better than before." Yuan Chengyu said sarcastically.
Hou Gui heard the sting in his words, and twitched the corners of his mouth twice, narrowing his eyes, "Very good, I just want to see Brother Yuan's skills."
Both of them were suffocating in their hearts, and they bowed hastily and acted without saying anything.
After the fight, Yuan Chengcai realized why Qian Chengfei had been defeated so quickly.
The Sanjiang Palm is like a river hitting a bank. I didn't feel anything bad at first, but each palm became stronger than the last, and the power became stronger and stronger. After five moves, the pressure doubled, and gradually I couldn't bear it anymore.
After more than twenty moves, Hou Gui punched Yuan Cheng on the shoulder and staggered, and then quickly turned around to the other side of Yuan Cheng's body.
One palm, two palms, three palms...
Hou Gui's move was extremely insidious, and each palm used was not very powerful. When Yuan Cheng was still falling, he switched to the other side and struck him with another palm, beating him like a roly-poly.
The meaning of humiliation is quite obvious.
But I haven't broken the rule of stopping at a certain point.
Yuan Cheng was hit by more than a dozen palms and finally fell to the ground. Two apprentices immediately rushed out of Liuhemen and helped him out of the venue.
Hou Gui put his hands behind his back, shook his head, sighed, and stamped his feet.
"It seems that what I said is right, the Liuhemen boxing technique is excellent, but this technique..."
Gao Yuan's face was so gloomy that he almost cried out. He slammed his hands on the seat and stood up to leave.
"Brother, let me do it."
Zhao Lin rushed forward, stretched out his hand to hold Gao Yuan's shoulders, and said softly.
As soon as the words fell, people had already entered the venue.
"Look, Zhao Lin is here, it's interesting now!"
"Who is Zhao Lin?"
"You've never heard of Zhao Lin! A genius disciple of the Liuhe Sect. It's said that he single-handedly captured the bandits in Mount Paektu last year..."
Zhao Lin has risen like a comet in the past two years. Many people have only heard about it recently and started talking about it.
"Brother Liang, I heard that you are very familiar with Zhao Lin. How strong is he? Is he a rival of Hou Gui?"
The people who opened the mountain martial arts gym knew that Liang Song was friends with Zhao Lin, so several people came to him to inquire.
Liang Song took a sip of wine and said lightly: "That person from the Lingshan sect will definitely be defeated."
"So sure? I think Hou Gui didn't try his best just now."
"Yes, both of them are in the Qi realm, but Hou Gui has been practicing martial arts for nearly ten years, and Zhao Lin has only been practicing martial arts for a few years? Their experience and skills are not on the same level."
The person who opened the mountain martial arts school immediately expressed doubts.
"Just watch, Hou Gui will not only lose, but he will lose miserably."
Liang Song said firmly, and after speaking, he took a bite of food, seemingly not worried about his friend at all.
No one asked any more questions because the competition was about to begin.
"Why are you? I thought Gao Yuan would end up personally!"
Hou Gui raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said calmly.
The Zhao Lin in front of me was still an apprentice in the force realm last year, but he was just lucky enough to enter the Qi realm and be able to be right with him? Then wouldn’t all my hard work over the years have been in vain?
Hou Gui glanced at the Lingshan sect, and Zheng Yuanzhuo nodded slightly, meaning that he would stop after winning this match.
Today's goal has been achieved. There is no need to force Gao Yuan to die. Although this will greatly damage the Liuhe Sect, it will also damage the reputation of the Lingshan Sect.
"Well, since you are here, I will fight with you."
Hou Gui stood up casually and said generously: "Please!"
Zhao Lin ignored him at all and raised his voice to everyone present: "Senior Brother Hou just said that our Liuhe Sect Kung Fu is not good. I don't agree with that."
As he said that he was applying energy to his fists, a layer of energy immediately appeared on his fists.
"This is the Shixiao Fist that Master taught me. Today I will use this superficial technique to show off and let you judge whether our Liuhe Sect's technique is really that bad."
Hou Gui sneered from the side: "Junior brother Zhao, don't rush Mrs. Wang to sell melons. If it turns out to be rotten, where will you save your face?"
Zhao Lin smiled and said, "That's right. Let me see if you are a rotten melon."
Anger rose on Hou Gui's face and he shouted: "Let's do it!"
After speaking, he stepped forward, his whole body full of energy and blood, and his strength surged into his palms like a tide. Ripples appeared in his palms, and he slapped Zhao Lin directly.
(End of chapter)
