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Enraged, he yelled, "I'm the one who taught you a lesson!"

But a male voice suddenly interjected: "This is the No. [-] martial arts competition. The contestants are the top ten masters from yesterday and today. Since they are still on this stage, the rules will not change. This Ji Tang Lord, don't fight for a moment, please go back."

It was the winger who spoke.He still stood aside, watching the ring quietly.

Just as He Houhan was about to speak again—another male voice sounded: "My Gu Qingshan's apprentice still can't stand in the top ten?"

It turned out to be Master Qingshan.

He was dressed in a gray robe, and he appeared at an unknown time, standing by the side of the crowd.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around immediately whispered, staring at Master Qingshan in awe and curiosity.

The leader of the winger was silent for a while, and said: "Since he is a senior disciple of Master Qingshan, someone over there has no intention of obstructing him, please."

Only then did Wei Shang look at He Houhan seriously, his expression became serious, he lifted the mace and made a gesture.

But He Houhan smiled slightly at him, and said, "I've already seen your weakness." He held the knife in one hand, and drew a circle casually.

Wei Shang's expression froze, he couldn't hold his breath for a while, shouted loudly, and rushed over suddenly.

He Houhan swayed, bent his waist, avoided the oncoming mace, twisted his body, and slashed upwards from the blade.It was actually the same posture as when Yan Hai was defeated.

Wei Shang immediately grabbed the body of the stick with both hands and threw it down. The force was so great that there was an ear-piercing sound of wind. Some people in the audience exclaimed, as if they couldn't bear to witness the scene of He Houhan being beaten to death.

The leopard hook stick collided with the edge of the blade, and there was a muffled sound that made people's teeth ache.

At this time, He Houhan's chassis was extremely low. If Wei Shang pressed the mace down again, He Houhan would not be able to catch it in his current position—but at this moment, Wei Shang uttered a panic With a loud roar, he suddenly raised his mace and took several steps back.

He Houhan straightened up, with neither arrogance nor rashness, neither joy nor anger, watching Wei Shang's tightly wrapped leopard skin shatter and peel off to the ground.

He chose to smash He Houhan to the ground mercilessly, so he couldn't escape the blade wind.

Discussions broke out in the audience, and the voices became louder and more complicated.

Wei Shang seemed to be at a loss, his face turned red and white, and finally turned blue.

He Houhan looked at his protruding arm—it was terrifying, with blue veins exposed, purple veins, red skin, and black scars, and the surface was even faintly covered with a layer of yellowed fluff. Like human limbs... reminiscent of a pair of sharp claws of ogre monsters.

Wei Shang suddenly yelled "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", rounded his mace, and threw it at He Houhan. He seemed to be dazed by anger, lost his sanity, his eyes were red, and he was insane as if he was crazy. They smashed indiscriminately.

He Houhan hid more and more easily, he made slight mistakes in his steps, suddenly turned around and slashed back, grabbed the mace body with one hand, quickly flipped the blade away with the other hand, and mercilessly hit Wei Shang's neck.

At this time, he turned his back to Wei Shang, pushed along with Wei Shang's strength, and the one-hundred-pound mace flew a few feet away, crashing down to the bottom of the ring, and there was another roar of exclamation.

Wei Shang lost his weapon and was hit hard on the neck again, his body tilted and fell to the ground. He Houhan took a step back, grabbed Wei Shang's right wrist, and moved forward violently, knocking him hard. On the table, he took another foot, stepped on Wei Shang's weird arm, and crushed it without hesitation.

Wei Shang let out a long and miserable howl.

He Houhan lowered his head and said softly, "This is a lesson for you to be too ruthless in the morning."

The crowd in the audience was quiet for a while, and then they seemed to come to their senses and started discussing loudly.

"Who did he say he was?"

"Gu Qingshan's apprentice!"

"...Ji, what Ruisheng?"

"Shocking..."

"Then he is number one in martial arts?"

"..."

He Houhan took Li Ren away and wanted to step down.

But the winger suddenly said: "Master Ji, please stay."

He heard a soft landing sound coming from behind him, and everyone in the audience was silent, and then suddenly shouted like the sky was overturned, and they all went crazy...

They are calling a name, a title.

first son.

Jiang Sheng.

He Houhan looked back slowly.

Dressed in colorful robes, a pair of peach-blossom eyes smiling without saying a word, and the corners of the mouth slightly raised, it seems to be staring at him forever.

The maple trees all over the mountain and the clouds all over the sky suddenly swept through countless times, spanning years and months, and they came with a bang, right in front of you.

... right in front of you.

He opened his mouth, his throat seemed to dry up in an instant, and he couldn't make a sound.

that person...

Smiling, calling: "Australia..."

He has called it countless times, on the way to go, in the bright streets of the capital, in the deep night, in the warm tent on the cold side, in countless, countless days and nights that have been quietly imprinted in his mind...

Various miscellaneous memories, passing by like a revolving lantern, floating light and shadow...

"Australia..."

"I'm here... as sweet as you are..."

"But I can only pretend to be you..."

"I beg you for a heart, will you give it?"

"Australia..."

"Australia..."

He Houhan woke up suddenly, cupped his hands and said, "Master."

Jiang Sheng's eyes stared at him right and wrong, as if he couldn't get enough of it, as if he could never get enough of it, so it was completely engraved into the depths of his pupils, unable to be wiped off, and cherished for a lifetime.

Bian Feng suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Master Jiangmen, Bian is here to step down this year. The number one in martial arts, and the support of the sect, you first have a few tricks with this Hall Master Ji...I will make an announcement." He said these things It was time to use internal strength, and the sound was like a bell, which spread throughout the audience. The tone was speaking to Jiang Sheng, rather than explaining to other people.

He Houhan looked at Jiang Sheng and Wing Feng's expressions, neither of them was surprised, they knew each other well, presumably they had already known each other, I don't know how long Jiang Sheng had been back... He heard what Wing Feng said, and took Li Ren away again. Come out, just like what the winger said, let Jiang Sheng become the leader of the martial arts alliance without any dispute.

Jiang Sheng glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and said, "No need." After saying that, he jumped off the ring, He Houhan was thinking about what he was going to do - when he took off the two strings of Wanjun beads from his hands and placed them gently on the ground.

Empress He was shocked.

Jiang Sheng moved his wrist, and with a smile on his face, he picked up the mace that made a big hole in the ground with one hand.

Everyone around gasped in unison.

His gestures were unbelievably easy, lifting weights like light, effortless, easy... There are no words to describe the shock of that moment.

The heavy black mace turned into a worthless goose feather in his hands.

Jiang Sheng weighed the mace casually, a chuckle without saying a word was enough.

He held the two ends of the stick with both hands, exerted a slight force on his arms, and heard a crisp "crack" sound - the mace weighing more than a hundred catties was smashed into two pieces.

An afternoon of hard work, an afternoon of tension, and an afternoon of contention.

Wei Shang's pride turned into a funny joke.

All those who can breathe, pant and talk have lost the ability to move, and their minds are completely empty, leaving only one thought:

Live up to the legend.

Bian Feng coughed slightly, and said: "The winner is clear, Bian announced—the next martial arts leader: the leader of Jingliu Sect, Jiang Sheng."

It was only at this time that the audience regained their minds by the news, and cheers and applause resounded through the sky instantly.

The cheers seemed to form a gust of wind, which blew into the maple forest not far away, and the red leaves rustled in agreement.

He Houhan silently jumped off the ring and walked towards Rong Jialu.

Immediately afterwards, he was grabbed by a hand, which was so forceful that he couldn't help frowning.

Jiang Sheng called him softly behind him, his voice was almost drowned in the crowd.

"Australia..."

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He Houhan was startled immediately, under the watchful eyes of everyone around him, without hesitation, he immediately hit Jiang Sheng's Taiyuan point with his backhand, took advantage of Jiang Sheng's clamp to loosen, and quickly left with his hand.

He took two steps, then stopped suddenly, and turned around.

Jiang Sheng was behind him, standing there silently, looking at him.There was no more stalking.He Houhan saw him move his lips slightly, as if he was talking about something.

Jiang Feixue came over at some point, stood behind He Houhan, a few steps away from Jiang Sheng, and stopped.

He Houhan frowned, reached out and touched Jiang Feixue's head, and said in a low voice, "Master, take a step to speak."

Zu Huafeng.

maple forest.

He Houhan and Jiang Sheng were standing under the fiery red maple tree, with the warm mountain breeze, they pulled down a few red leaves and swirled them down.

The color of Jiang Sheng's robe was even more dazzling than the autumn maple that covered the mountain.

In contrast, He Houhan's extremely simple clothes are pale and whitish, which are incompatible with the frosty red of the mountain, which is very eye-catching.

Jiang Sheng finally spoke: "Three years ago, at the border of Shizhou... Do you remember what you said?"

He Houhan looked at him for a while, then slowly shook his head.

Jiang Sheng shook hands, and there seemed to be a flicked string in his throat: "It's okay, it's okay...you may have forgotten after sleeping for too long, let's start again, next..." Before he finished speaking, He Houhan suddenly Interrupting him, he said: "Master Jiangmen, let him pass the past. It's been so many years...it's still fruitless, so don't delay on me." He used a business-like tone.

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "I don't believe it, I don't believe you are so ruthless!" He spoke louder and louder, and a maple leaf fell slowly, drifting past the word love.

"You clearly said yes at the time, and you clearly agreed...why