As soon as Peng Cheng's words came out, the surrounding disciples immediately went crazy.

"The weakest one? Want to challenge the strongest? I really don't know if he is ignorant or fearless."

"Hmph, for a lifeless thing, Senior Brother Han Shi can defeat him with one move."

"Senior Brother Han has such a humble character, but he can teach such an arrogant disciple. He really didn't learn anything good."

"Senior Brother Han Shi, kill him!"

Hearing the words of the disciples around him, Wang Hanshi laughed lightly, took a step forward and said,

"This junior brother is really brave. I remember you. A few months ago, you seemed to be defeated by me with one move, right?"

"Yes, so this time, I will only use one martial skill to defeat you, and I will be ashamed!"

Peng Cheng snorted coldly, took out a piece of black cloth from his arms, covered his eyes, then bent his knees and stretched out his palms, performing the first move of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, the first move of Kanglong Youhui.

The surrounding disciples saw that Peng Cheng was going to challenge Wang Hanshi blindfolded, but they didn't taunt this time, because those who dared to do so were either extremely confident in their own strength, or they were fools.

Of course, there are also many people who think that Peng Cheng's blindfold is just to pretend.

In fact, only Peng Cheng knew in his heart that he was not trying to pretend, and with his personality, he would never do such a thing.

He was blindfolded purely because he knew that Han Yun had once taught Wang Hanshi a martial art that shines all over his body. The last time Wang Hanshi fought against Liu Jing's disciple, he blinded the opponent's dog's eyes with this trick.

Instead of being blindfolded and unable to adapt for a while, it is better to cover your eyes directly from the beginning, after all, it is not difficult to distinguish the position by listening to the sound.

"Are you all ready?"

An elder came out and acted as the referee for this competition.

"Ready."

"Han Yun, do you have anything else to explain?"

In order to show respect for Han Yun, the elder asked his opinion symbolically.

After pondering for a while, Han Yun said,

"One stick of incense time to solve the opponent."

"As ordered!"

Jun Linger and the six of them answered in unison.

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples around all gasped. This was actually said by the always humble Senior Brother Han Yun?

Why not only his disciples are crazy, but even he is also crazy.

Could it be that they really have such terrifying strength?

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the elder announced the start of the competition.

The two rows of people on the field automatically distanced themselves. They were all proud, and no one bothered to join forces to besiege others. It happened to be six against six, and it was enough for each person to fight against one opponent.

When the others opened up the space, Peng Cheng had already rushed towards Wang Hanshi.

Wang Hanshi stood still, fanned lightly with the fan in his hand, and said loudly,

"Who is the peak at the end of the martial arts? When you see the cold stone, the road will become empty."

Immediately afterwards, a radiance burst out from his body, blinding his eyes.

Peng Cheng shouted angrily and struck out with a palm.

"The first form of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, Kanglong has regrets!"

At this time, several other people also made moves one after another. They also performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and they all called out the name of the move.

Han Yun frowned watching this scene.

What kind of problem is this, why do you have to call out the name of the move before making the move, to remind the opponent?Wouldn't it be nice to secretly cast a sneak attack on the opponent?

After this battle, it seems that they need to be educated, too much publicity is definitely not a good thing.

Following the six people's palm strikes, the sound of dragon chant resounded in unison in the arena, and the palm wind containing terrifying power slapped their opponents with a whistling sound in an instant.

The opponents on the opposite side didn't panic at all, and each used their martial arts to resist.

However, the move performed by the six of them was too powerful. Except for Wang Hanshi, the other five vomited blood and fell to the ground.

But even Wang Hanshi was having a hard time, thumping back a few steps, only feeling the shock of internal force and severe pain in his meridians.

When he felt the power of that palm earlier, he knew it was not good, so he didn't dare to take it too seriously, and immediately mobilized his whole body to defend, but he almost failed to continue.

As soon as the first move was made, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar.

"What kind of martial art is this? It's so strong? The five chief disciples can't even catch a single move."

"As strong as senior brother Han Shi, he was also repelled. Is this martial skill earth-level?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Han Dian has mastered my earth-level martial arts, and it is definitely not this strong."

The disciples talked a lot, and the elders were all dumbfounded.

Their eyesight is much stronger than that of the disciples. The palm that the six of them slapped just now is probably a sixth-rank powerhouse, and it is impossible for them to continue unscathed.

You know, these six people are just entering the seventh rank, and in terms of internal strength, they are far inferior to the six big disciples opposite.

Wang Hanshi rubbed his aching arm, the indifference on his face disappeared, he said in a grim voice,

"It's a good move of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It's really powerful. You should also try my Bitao Fist!"

After speaking, Wang Hanshi let out an angry roar, stomped his toes on the ground, and punched Peng Cheng with a fist.

In the past, in the face of Wang Hanshi's full blow, Peng Cheng would never have dared to take it hard.

But today is different from the past, Peng Cheng has a strong self-confidence and can hit Wang Hanshi hard.

"Second form! The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Peng Cheng jumped up and rushed towards Wang Hanshi who was falling down and punched him. This time, he didn't intend to dodge, and directly chose the most direct confrontation.

boom! ! !

After hearing a loud noise, Wang Hanshi's arm snapped off, and Peng Cheng's flying dragon continued to slam into Wang Hanshi's stomach against the opponent's fist.

There was a scream, and Wang Hanshi's body bent like a prawn, and then hit the ground heavily. Looking at Peng Cheng again, he saw his toes lightly tap on Wang Hanshi's falling body, coming in mid-air. After doing a beautiful backflip, he landed firmly on the ground.

In the arena, it was deathly quiet, only the sound of Wang Hanshi falling to the ground could be heard.

People looked at the twitching person who fell on the ground, and for a moment, they had the illusion that this was a dream.

I am not wrong, right?A good-for-nothing with a mud-legged background, defeated Senior Brother Jiao Hanshi on the first day with two moves? !

"it is good!"

I don't know who was the first to react, and after shouting "Hello", they applauded.

At this moment, all the disciples were startled awake, and there was an immediate burst of cheers and applause resounding through the sky.

They are not supporting the chief disciples but not Han Yun, they are just supporting the strong.

The person who can defeat the best three generations of disciples of the entire sect with one or two moves is the strongest.

Everyone knew that although Jun Linger and the six defeated their opponents, the one who really deserved applause was Senior Brother Han Yun.

If one or two of them can be very strong, it may be because of their own aptitude.

But all six of them are powerful against the sky at the same time, so it can only show that their teachers teach well.

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