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The name Zhong Chongtang spread throughout the audience, and everyone in the rivers and lakes of a certain age knew it, and it was somewhat shocking to hear it.Most of the younger generation have never heard of it, they whispered to each other, or asked others, or couldn't figure it out, or asked the people in the ring what big words they had.

Ye Weiliao on the ring only stared at the Zhong family and his party, and said with a smile: "Today, I will use the authentic Zhong family kung fu to ask the heroes of the world for advice!"

The Zhong family stopped on the west side of the arena. The two brothers walking in the front were about thirty or so years old. He is imposing; Zhong Peng is more like his father Zhong Chongyan, with soft brows but a hint of hostility, a mole at the corner of his eye, and his squinting eyes look like he wants to eat people.

Ye Weiliao met his gaze, as if he had seen the siege many, many years ago. He laughed long and pointed at the ring with the knife in his hand, pointing directly at the two of them, and said loudly: "Who is that?" Come up!"

"Bastard thief! You secretly learned my Zhong family's kung fu, and you actually uttered wild words about authenticity here, insulting the Zhong family's reputation, and humiliating Qi Yunlei..." A person behind Zhong Kun and Zhong Peng scolded sharply, and Zhong Peng tilted his head slightly Looking over, the man stopped making a sound.Ye Weiliao was so happy to argue with him, "My mentor is Zhong Chongtang, a well-known hero from the Zhong family in Weinan, and my enlightenment master is Zhong Lubai, the last head of the Zhong family in Weinan. I am a higher apprentice than you, how is it not authentic? Do you even deny the teachings of Grandpa Zhonglu Baizu when you touch your lips? If you have the ability, come up and let you see what authenticity is! "

"You wild..." The man continued to scold at each other, so Zhong Kun yelled and stopped.

"Now that we've arrived at Qiyun Arena, let's see the real chapter on the ring, so that all fellow martial artists can see what they see, and help judge whose kung fu is more authentic!" Ye Weiliao chased after him.It made sense for everyone in the audience to listen to his nonsensical reasoning, and there was a lot of excitement to watch, they booed and cheered one after another, and urged the Zhong family and his party to go up quickly.

"I've only seen people fighting in the ring, but I didn't expect there to be scolding in the ring. The Zhong family's kung fu is not all about talking. Is it fighting or not?" The one who made the loudest noise was none other than the one sitting on the east side Shen Weifu, he seemed to have come over after drinking, squinting his eyes that seemed to be drunk, while laughing at the Zhong family, while looking at Ye Weiliao on the stage.

Ye Weiliao secretly smiled at him, thanked him for his help, then turned around to go along with the audience, making the discussion turbulent for a while.

Zhong Kun really held his breath, turned sideways and bowed to Wang Runzhuo, the head of the Qiyun Sect, and said: "All the Taoist priests, I have to use your precious land to deal with the little thieves in the family, so I'm bothering you."

Wang Runzhuo and Wang Bingxin looked at each other, and they always felt that there was something wrong with the quarrel, not only about the Zhong family's affairs, but also the old grudge between the Zhong family in Weinan and the Marquis of Weibei, but the current situation did not violate the rules of the ring Where there is no choice but to nod in response.

Only then did Zhong Kun slightly shake his head at the other person behind him, and said, "Zhong Yan, you go."

Zhong Yan had a dark red face, bright eyes, tightly pursed lips, took his life but went up to the arena in no hurry, clenched his fists, lowered his head and let out a sigh of relief quietly.

They were delayed for a while, and the crowd behind them didn't know what was going on, whether to fight or not, shouting and asking, jostling and arguing, and couldn't hold back, they got out and went to the ring, jumped up and shouted: " I'm here to learn the Zhong family's kung fu from Megatron back then!"

Zhong Yan stood up from behind Zhong Kun, strode forward and jumped straight up, not knowing how to change his body shape or how to raise his hands, he just jumped up and punched the man sideways in mid-air. He flew several zhang away and rolled down to the side of the ring. He was blocked by a wooden stake and did not roll further. He didn't hear a sound for a long time, and he didn't know if he was punched to death.

Zhongyan had already landed on the ring and stopped, turned to face Ye Weiliao, and said harshly, "I'm coming!"

Several Taoists hurried forward to check on the wounded man, turned over and heard several groans one after another, saying that he was still alive.Daoist Wang Bingxin still got up and reiterated: "Qi Yun is making friends with martial arts, you must stop at the end, don't hurt people severely, don't kill people! Whether you are on stage or off the stage, you must remember it!"

"Don't worry, Daoist, we are both Zhong's kung fu, but we just have to learn from each other." Ye Weiliao smiled, raised his knife in front of him, and looked sideways at Zhongyan, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Zhong Yan could bring the Zhong family faction to the stage, just from the one move just now, it can be seen that his kung fu is solid, and he is indeed a master of the younger generation of the Zhong family.He is also solidly built, with thick limbs, head held high and chest held high. He bowed to Ye Weiliao with clasped fists, raised his head, and asked solemnly, "You said your kung fu was taught by your grandpa?" Yes, grandpa was confused for many years before he passed away, why are you talking nonsense?"

"He will pretend to be confused, but he is very angry!" Ye Weiliao snorted, raised his head and said: "I can't help you to say whether I am talking nonsense, whoever wins is authentic, and whoever wins is right, you might as well look at Zhong Lu How is the kung fu taught by Bai Tongzhong Chongtang compared to you people!"

"Zhong Chongtang," Zhong Yan said the name again, emphatically, as if carrying years of grievances, and said in a rough voice: "He betrayed the Zhong family and destroyed the family by himself, but everyone I remember how great he was."

"Mr. Chongtang alone is stronger than your whole family!" Ye Weiliao said.

"If I win," Zhong Yan raised his knife, staring at Ye Weiliao fiercely, and said, "Everyone must know that there is not only one Zhong Chongtang in the Zhong family!"

Ye Weiliao laughed loudly, put the saber behind his back, reached forward with one hand and made a slight move, saying: "Try!" Still not a single bit of Huaqiao slashed straight at Ye Weiliao, there was a faint sound of rushing thunder as the blade passed, the momentum was astonishing.

But Ye Weiliao didn't move his saber. When he came to the front of Zhongyan's saber, he lightly tapped his toes and drifted away obliquely backward. state of mind.Obviously one advances and the other retreats, but it seems that one slashes violently and the other calmly.Zhong Yan missed a hit, cut sideways, and followed Ye Weiliao closely.Ye Weiliao lightly made a turn, pulled away and retreated.

"Sword out!" Zhong Yan yelled loudly, and the knife went straight in, his whole body was full of openings, but they were all behind the thundering knife, and there was no opening.

"If I use the saber, you will lose." Ye Weiliao smiled slightly, without delaying his feet, and got up before the blade's edge, and retreated without any surprise or danger.

"You can only escape, what kind of Zhong family kung fu is this!" Zhong Yan asked.

"I step on the Xuanji step, and I use the hunyuan qi. Whether I advance or retreat, I have my own rules. Why is it not Zhong's kung fu? You don't even know your own footwork. What kind of Zhong family are you practicing?" Kung fu? Don't the Zhong family ask outsiders to fill in the numbers?" Ye Weiliao laughed.

Zhongyan yelled angrily, stopped bickering with him, and swung his knife to grab him. Each move was faster than the other, and each move was more violent than the last. The wind and rain were approaching from all directions, and he must not dodge any more.Ye Weiliao didn't come out of the sword to meet the battle, and would retreat every time he was in danger, dodging and dodging on a ring that was three feet apart in length and height, without any embarrassment. Keep it in your eyes and keep it in your heart.

Zhongyan opened and closed with a knife, and Ye Weiliao's body skills were even more ingenious. The murderous intent gradually arose between advancing and retreating, but it seemed that the same kung fu used the same skill to cooperate without any loss. It was wonderful. To.

At the beginning of the ring, there were some people who commented, shouted and shouted twice and still couldn't fight, why would they just run away with oil on the soles of their feet?The two of them fought faster and faster, they were so weak that they couldn't see how to move. They could only see the lights of the blades, and a figure was flying around. Voices.

The Zhong family and his party still stood where they were, and did not sit down at the table.Although the fight on the arena was like lightning and flint, every moment standing under the arena was more difficult than the previous moment. The longer it dragged on, the worse complexion of the group.Zhong Kun stared intently at the two figures on the stage, he didn't expect this scene at all, Ye Weiliao didn't make a knife so far, but just dodged the whole time, facing Zhong Yan's knife with his empty hands, the ugly one was still Zhong's family.Zhong Peng touched his sleeve and shook his head slightly, Zhong Kun's face became more serious.

Suddenly a long cry of "Qiang——" was heard from the arena, which echoed from the mountains and was heard from far and near.

It was the sound of weapons clashing, Ye Weiliao finally drew his sword and exchanged swords with Zhongyan.Everyone looked intently, the two people on the stage separated as soon as they got together, passed by each other, and stood diagonally opposite each other in a corner of the ring.

Ye Weiliao still had a smile on his face, he raised his hand unhurriedly and retracted the knife into its sheath, his gesture was neat, as good-looking as his smile.Zhong Yan stood opposite him, turned sideways, and did not turn around.He was still holding the knife in one hand, while the other was bluffing, and his five fingers were slowly retracted into a fist.Everyone saw that he didn't see any wounds or blood, and he didn't know why he stood still and didn't move.Zhong Yan, however, had a black face flushed red, his body trembling slightly, staring at his feet.

"What's the matter?" "Is this the end of the fight?" "Who won?" There was a lot of noise in the ring.

Hearing this, Zhongyan couldn't stand still anymore, gritted his teeth, turned around and cupped his fists and shouted to Ye Weiliao: "I lost!" He moved, and everyone saw a big gap in the clothes in front of him. Slashing across the chest from the right shoulder, if the knife is real, let alone an arm, life will be lost.

"Do you recognize me as the authentic Zhong Family Kungfu?" Ye Weiliao asked.

"I don't admit it!" Zhong Yan yelled roughly: "It was me, Zhong Yan, who was not good at learning, and I lost to you, not my Zhong family who lost to you!"

"Hahaha," Ye Weiliao laughed loudly, turned his head and shouted to Zhong Kun in the audience: "Is there any Zhong family left? Whoever can represent the Zhong family who lost to me, come up!"