Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

Taking the initiative to be on stage is also a kind of courage. After all, the first one to step down is likely to be the first to step down.

"You guys, show ugliness." Wu Jianghe salutes everyone, his attitude is very modest.

He is wearing a kung fu suit, he is thin and not tall, but he is full of blood and volcanoes, which contains explosive power of terror. He has a dragon-shaped large sword on his waist, half a person tall, with a wide blade back, a sharp blade, and a weight of at least ten kilograms, which is unique to the Wu family.

After looking around at everyone, he made another poke at his father, Wu Canghai, and said, "Dad!"

"Um." Wu Canghai nodded. The Wuzong Conference was held in their martial arts, and it was probably a good choice for the martial arts people to open the show first, especially in the case where no one took the initiative to fight.

"I don't know which grandmaster under the stage is willing to come up and send me this unwieldy son to step down?" Wu Canghai looked around and smiled.

The Wujiang River Grand Master Ranking is ranked 14th. According to the rules, he must first accept the Grand Master Challenge after the 14 Grand Master Ranking, and after winning, he can challenge the 14 Grand Master before.

"I come!"

The next person in Yantai couldn't hold back, soaring into the sky like a gust of wind, a mule in the air turned over and landed firmly on the platform. Wow, there was a sound of steel collision, like iron.

Everyone can see who they are. Yang Lin, the head of the iron line, is the 16th Grand Master on the Grand Masters list. This man is tall, with a head taller than Wujianghe, with a broad waist and a round waist, as strong as a cow. His arms are covered with iron wire fist's unique weapons, fine steel rings, ten arms on one arm, several kilograms of weight, heavy force, and can bring great potential energy to the iron fist.

There are 14 Grand Masters and 16 Grand Masters. The combat power is on a level and they are equal.

When I saw these two, many people thought of the grand master who ranked 15th in the grand master list. It is a pity that this person died not long ago. It is said that he died in the hands of Master Jiang Nanye.

"Friendly discussions, till the end!"

After leaving a word, Wu Canghai got off the stage and returned to his seat.

At this time, the audience was already shouting loudly, and they let the two start quickly and fight quickly.

"Suwen Wu's mad dragon sword is the first sword in the world. I Yang has long been willing to teach. I also hope that Master Wu will not stay behind, you and I will enjoy the battle!"

Yang Lin's momentum is so aggressive that the battle has not yet begun, and the momentum has climbed to a high point. His feet were trotting, as if he were not moving, his arms stretched and shrunk, his muscles were tightening, his muscles were bulging, his muscles were knotted. He is like a tiger ready to go, ready to give his opponent a fatal blow at any time.

Wu Jianghe is more relaxed than Yang Lin. He smiled and said, "Master Yang joked. The first sword in the world can't be taken seriously. It's just the same as the fellows of the rivers and lakes. Yang's iron wire The fist is known for his reputation. I also hope that Master Yang Zongshi will show mercy and don't hit me with a blue face and a swollen face. "

When he said this, the audience burst into laughter.

The two of them are aggressive and a modest gentleman. In fact, the people in the field have a good opinion of Wujianghe.

Alas, Yang Lin's face was ugly. So he stopped talking nonsense and yelled, "Please enlighten me!" Then the whole man moved.

He stomped his feet on the ground and struck a half-finger footprint on the rock with a strong foot force. The whole base of Yanwu Stadium was shocked.

With the help of this powerful shock, he bent his knees a little, and the whole person turned into a predatory tiger, suddenly burst out. Extreme speed compressed air made a popping noise, and a layer of white air waves emerged from his surroundings, and the speed almost broke the sound barrier.

Rumble!

Laoshan stone ground was stepped out of a spider web-like crack, and the stone debris turned up like an earthquake.

Huh!

He struck the iron ring of his arms and made a sound of steel collision. It seemed that countless cold weapons were in confrontation, and his voice was deafening.

However, in a blink of an eye, Yang Lin immediately rushed to the front of the Wujiang River. The whole body's strength was poured on the right arm. Coupled with the powerful potential energy brought by the iron ring, he blasted a punch of the mountain collapse. , Went straight to the face of Wujianghe.

"Is this the strength of Master Huajing? The sound barrier is broken in the body, it's terrible!" Exclaimed the little martial artist outside the stage.

"Fortunately, the martial arts arena was cut from the top of the mountain, and it is solid enough. If it is an indoor arena of boxing, a master ’s fist can break the fist, and even the house can be demolished."

"Wujianghe didn't even pull his sword. Yang Lin's fist looked at how he responded."

"Iron Fist is known for its strength with the help of iron rings. Even a wall can be smashed. Unless the body is trained, most people will not dare to break it with a punch."

Uh ...

The iron ring on Yang Lin's arms is a cold weapon. If the Wujiang River draws a knife, it is not wrong. But in the face of Yang Lin's blasting blast, Wu Jianghe didn't mean to pull his sword. His momentum suddenly rose, like a volcanic eruption.

He turned the brakes still, broke his fists with a punch, and stunned everyone in the field. After all, the two men's fighting powers are equal, and the iron line fist is famous for its fierceness.

But Wu Canghai was sitting still, smiling indifferently, without any worries about his son.

For a long time, the outside world has a misunderstanding of their martial arts, that in addition to their martial arts, the rest of their martial arts are common.

As everyone knows, as a family of sword sages, the martial arts family did not dare to say that the martial arts traditions are outstanding, but it is not comparable to ordinary martial arts.

"Mad Dragon Fist!"

In the blast, the iron fist of Wujianghe blasted out instantly, hammering the air, and hitting a white sound explosion. In the crackling sound explosion, he and Yang Lin's iron line fist hardened and burst into a record. The deafening roar.

Rumble!

The earth shook and the air trembled.

An air wave visible to the naked eye erupted from the tip of the two men's fists, swept in all directions, the wind was like a knife, and the ground of the rock and stone platform was swept away. The crowd of warriors watching the battle on the side of the battle platform felt a strong wind, blowing their faces sorely.

Both of them couldn't help but backed away. Yang Lin took eight steps back to stabilize his figure, and Wu Jianghe also took six steps backwards.

Everyone was surprised, Wu Jianghe not only caught Yang Lin's iron line punch, but also stood up.

The Wu Family ’s mad dragon fist is better than the Yang Family ’s iron fist!

Yang Lin's pupils were congested ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There was a surprise in his eyes, but more excited. He yelled, "Come again!" The man rushed out again, the iron arm waved, and his feet halted in the middle, and his body suddenly rose up.

Huh!

In mid-air, his right arm iron ring suddenly slammed into his left arm iron ring, making a thunderous sound, and numerous sparks spewed out, almost igniting the air. His arms, like two meteors, weighed more than ten thousand, and slammed into Wujianghe's shoulders.

Wujianghe didn't sit still this time. He trembled with his feet and turned into a long shadow. His iron legs swept out like a large axe in mid-air, bringing hurricane-like wind pressure and sound boom sounds, and blasted directly towards Yang Lin's iron arm.

"Crazy Dragon God legs!" Wujiang estuary burst into drink.

Boom!

The air screamed and rippled, and the void was almost knocked out of a hole.

The two of them flew out, and the speed at which Yang Lin flew out was even more obvious, flying out like a cannonball. There was a crackle-like crackle of firecrackers from the iron arm of Wu Jianghe in front of him. It was the sound of bone cracks spreading, first the wrists, then the forearms, elbows, big arms, and finally spread to the shoulders before stopping.

Uh ...

After the fall, Yang Lin tumbled again, and finally fell under the stage of Yanwu battle. Wujiang River just flew upside down for more than ten meters, and quickly stood up after landing, except for the torn clothes on the whole body.

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