Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 51 Collision
With the support of Huang Jiaoyun, Tan Pan walked slowly to the outside of Meiyuan.

Wei Tao drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, got up and followed behind.

"Miss Bai just said that the contest between the Red Thread Sect and the Iron Legs faction is not over yet, and you can't leave yet."

Just as he was about to step out of the gate of Meiyuan, a voice suddenly sounded.

He stopped Wei Tao who was a few steps behind.

Tan Pan, who was walking in front, stopped abruptly, turned around and glared.

After seeing the speaker clearly, his complexion changed, and he said in a soft tone, "Young Master Mingyi, the contest between our sect and the Iron Legs faction is over."

"This is Meiyuan in the inner city, are you teaching me Zhou Mingyi how to do things?"

Zhou Mingyi smiled, and pointed at Wei Tao, "Your competition is over, but what we were talking about just now was a competition between two martial arts schools, so naturally it's not over yet."

Tan Pan took a deep breath, tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "That's my junior brother, who has only been a beginner for a few months, and has not broken through the level of skin forging, please forgive me, Mr. Zhou."

Suddenly, another voice sounded from behind, with a little disdain, "I am Chen Chengyuan, the iron-legged sect, this friend of the Red Line Sect, why don't you even have the courage to go on stage?"

Tan Pan suppressed his anger, and said word by word, "Chen Chengyuan, you are already at the level of muscle training, but you insist on fighting against newcomers who have just started. Is this the martial arts of your iron-legged sect?"

Wei Tao has not opened his mouth to speak.

He had that feeling of being watched again.

It seemed to be coming from the direction of the main table.

It was like a slippery and cold poisonous snake, wandering and sliding on his back.

Chen Chengyuan's playful laughter sounded again, "Since he is forging skin, then I won't take advantage of him, and I will suppress the blood pressure to the level of forging skin."

"If you are still afraid, you can kneel down and kowtow to me now, begging me to forgive you, maybe I will show mercy and spare your life."

"Since Senior Brother Chen insists on a martial arts competition, let's have a fight."

A flame of anxiety rose suddenly from the bottom of his heart, and an inexplicable smile slowly appeared on Wei Tao's face.

He didn't even take off his coat, so he walked towards the arena step by step.

Zhou Mingyi laughed, and returned to his seat, "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, the next martial arts competition is about to begin."

"Iron-legged faction Chen Chengyuan, against the red-line guard Tao!"

In the center of the small square, two figures stood facing each other.

Chen Chengyuan was nearly two meters tall, and his muscles were piled high, especially his lower legs, which were even more swollen and swollen, which even gave people a feeling of incoordination.

Wei Tao was expressionless, staring at the strong man who was half a head taller than himself a few steps away, and slowly made a red line fist.

Stab it!

Pulling off his shirt, Chen Chengyuan was left with only a close-fitting short-sleeved shirt, and he didn't care about the biting cold wind blowing past.

He looked down at Wei Tao's eyes, grinning with a ferocious smile.

"Meeting me here today can only be said to be your misfortune."

Chen Chengyuan took a step forward, and said with a sneer in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't blame me, I can only blame you for provoking someone you shouldn't."

"Want to know who you're messing with?"

Chen Chengyuan took another step forward, opened his mouth as if to say something, but kicked it out without any warning.

Although it is said that the blood pressure should be suppressed to the forged skin level,
But his kick was merciless.

The muscles in the legs trembled, the blue veins burst out,
Evidently tried his best.

They even launched a sneak attack under the cover of talking, achieving the ultimate in concealment and lethality.

Wei Tao's eyes flashed suddenly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came blowing.

boom!
Qi and blood in the body naturally run under stress.

Both arms suddenly bulged, with blue veins and red lines all over the body surface,
Under the cover of the generous sleeves, the vigorous energy and blood erupted, sinking into both fists like lightning.

Wei Tao did not retreat but advanced, using the most basic red line punching method, using a head-to-head progressive hammer to punch forward without any fancy.

Bang!
Fists and legs meet and collide.

A dull sound erupted.

Click!

A figure fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

There was a moment of silence inside and outside the arena.

Only the humming of the wind is left, blowing through the trees in Meiyuan, and the fragrance is fleeting, fresh and pleasant.

Chen Chengyuan sat slumped on the ground, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

His right leg was bent outward at an abnormal angle, through the torn hem of his trousers, he could even vaguely see the white stubble.

"You...you're not forging skin." He stared at Wei Tao, his eyes were filled with pain and hatred.

"Forged skin, Brother Tan said it, I never said it myself."

Wei Tao slowly retracted his fists, showed him a gentle smile, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Actually, I have already practiced my muscles. You are not strong enough, and you are still listening like a fool." Partial belief, how can you blame me?"

"puff!"

Chen Chengyuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion turned from red to white, and then from white to red again, he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

On the main table, Bai Youyou narrowed her eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.

Huang Qilin took a sip of tea and exhaled lightly, "It's kind of interesting."

A little farther away, Hu Qingfeng tilted her head slightly, and her eyes fell on Chen Chengshan who was sitting still, with a smile on her face, which was quite meaningful.

Tan Pan opened his mouth slightly, but was also speechless.

He had already prepared for the worst, but he never expected that this battle would end so unexpectedly and immediately.

When did the seventh junior brother break through to the level of muscle training! ?
And even at the level of muscle training, it seems like it has been soaked for a long time! ?
Even better than that Chen Chengyuan,
Just one encounter broke his right leg,
Let it end up in a tragic situation of serious injury and disability.

Wonderful!

It's wonderful!
If the two sides were really friendly, it would be too cruel for the seventh junior brother to do this.

Even as a senior brother, he would have to come forward to reprimand and punish him, and he might even abolish the seventh junior brother's kung fu and expel him from the school.

But what's the situation now?
In the situation where his face was completely torn apart, Tan Pan only hated why his junior brother didn't break through the situation and coagulate his blood, so that he could beat the opponent to death with one punch!
Whoa!
Chen Chengshan, the chief disciple of the Iron Legs School, looked ashen, and suddenly got up and knocked over the low table in front of him.

The cup fell from a height and smashed to the ground.

"you wanna die!"

His eyes were burning with angry flames, and he approached the field step by step.

As soon as Zhou Mingyi waved his hand, several servants came over and carried away the seriously injured Chen Chengyuan.

He looked at Wei Tao, tilted his head slightly in the direction of Chen Chengshan, with an inexplicable smile on his face, "Now each wins one game, the competition is not over yet, you still can't leave."

Wei Tao stopped in his tracks, turned back and let out a breath of white air slowly.

They seem to want him dead.

Iron Legs, big brother.

The three great masters in the inner city, Mr. Zhou.

A master of coagulation levels?
Young master with noble blood?

They are so close to him now.

Just beat the two of them to death first.

As for whether he will be beaten to death later,

Then let him kill him first.

It's a pity that I didn't bring hidden weapons and poison into the inner city this time, otherwise...

Chen Chengshan's furious figure was reflected in his pupils, and he looked at Zhou Mingyi, who was smiling but not smiling. The corners of Wei Tao's eyes and lips twitched slightly, revealing a distorted smile.

Tan Pan moved his feet, but Huang Jiaoyun next to him grabbed his arm forcefully.

He struggled a bit, and the woman's crying voice could be heard in his ears.

"Brother Pan, don't go there anymore."

"Xiaoqi is my junior brother, and I brought him to the party..." Tan Pan clenched his teeth, his face flushed.

Huang Jiaoyun refused to let go, "Don't you understand? This time I begged my elder brother to keep you. Brother Pan, don't let yourself get in."

"Jiaoyun, you, you are putting me in an unkind and unrighteous situation!"

"If you die, I won't live anymore!" Huang Jiaoyun suddenly let go of her hand, but she stopped in front of Tan Pan again.

Tan Pan stood there in a daze, his expression struggled a few times, and he finally avoided the pear blossom and rainy woman in front of him, and walked towards the venue step by step.

After such a short delay, Chen Chengshan had already arrived in front of Wei Tao.

Zhou Mingyi raised his right hand high, "In the third match, the iron-legged faction Chen Chengshan will face the red-line guard Tao!"

He was about to wave his hand down.

Suddenly, a peaceful male voice sounded from the main table.

"Okay, the Red Line Gate and the Iron Legs faction are tied. Both sides are invincible, so let's call it a day."

(End of this chapter)