Ps: I have to go out to do business during the day. Today's chapter at 12:00 noon will be updated in advance. Call for recommendation tickets by the way~~~

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My father Teng Yongfan was staying with Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yonglei at this time, and the three of them were exercising their muscles.

"The three people who fought in Tengjiazhuang, Uncle Teng Yongxiang, are the masters of the gunsmith in the clan, and are one of the best. Uncle Teng Yonglei is the leader of the hunting team in the village, and they are also very strong. Although my father rarely takes action, he seems to be a master." Teng Qingshan sighed in his heart.

The people are strong, and there are many good players in a villa. You can imagine how many strong people there are in the whole world.

"Finally, I've fought." The eyes of "Teng Qinghu" beside Teng Qingshan were shiny and he was very excited.

"First battle!"

The old silver-haired man with a cane looked around everyone and said loudly, "Tengjiazhuang's 'Teng Yonglei' vs. Lijiazhuang's 'Li Wutian', two heroes, please enter the battle circle."

"Lui Zi, come on." Father Teng Yongfan patted Teng Yonglei on the shoulder.

"Be careful of Li Wutian's leg skills." Teng Yongxiang instructed.

"Look at mine."

Teng Yonglei smiled confidently and walked into the battle circle. Li Wutian also said a few words to the tribesmen around him. Then he was also confident and walked into the circle with bare hands and fists. Teng Yonglei pulled the cloth clothes on his body, and then threw them away, and his clothes were thrown outside the circle, revealing his delicate upper body.

Li Wutian also threw away his shirt, revealing his strong body.

"Teng Yonglei, you will definitely lose today. I will admit defeat early and suffer less." Li Wutian's skin was dark and powerful.

"After this battle, you are going to lie in bed for half a year." Teng Yonglei looked at him disdainfully.

These two heroes from the two tribes have not yet taken action and have already faced each other to the point.

"Two." The old silver-haired man with crutches glanced over the two of them, "Let's start!"

"Please." Li Wutian bowed.

"Please." Teng Yonglei also bowed.

For a moment, thousands of people gathered around him surrounded him, staring at the two people in the center of the field. This battle not only concerns the "water", but also the honor of his own clan. Everyone is looking forward to making his own clan win.

Teng Yonglei placed one hand in front of his chin and the other on his waist, and began to wander around the circle carefully.

However, Li Wutian had both hands on his chest and raised his left and right legs from time to time, as if he was ready to kick it out at any time.

For a moment, the scene was silent.

Teng Qingshan looked silently: "Uncle Teng Yonglei's kung fu is all on his hands. And Li Wutian seems to have strong legs. Those hands are just for the protection of the key points." As the saying goes, both hands are a door, and they rely on their legs to hit people. But this is not absolute. For example, Teng Qingshan's kung fu is also on his fists.

Teng Yonglei and Li Wutian were both observing their opponents.

"Swish!" Li Wutian suddenly advanced, kicked his left leg suddenly, swept at Teng Yonglei's chin.

"Huh!" The strong wind blew across Teng Yonglei's face, and Teng Yonglei retreated quickly.

After Li Wutian swept over his left leg, he kicked his right leg up and swept at Teng Yonglei. Teng Yonglei stared at his opponent's leg like a poisonous snake. Suddenly, the right hand that had been accumulating momentum suddenly attacked, like lightning, and slapped it directly on the opponent's feet. With a "blow", Li Wutian's right leg was slapped, and he couldn't help but feel unstable.

"Drink!" Teng Yonglei shouted softly, and took advantage of the opportunity to turn around and kick it directly.

"Huh!" The left leg was like a big guillotine, sweeping towards the opponent.

Li Wutian didn't have time to retreat, so he leaned back and avoided this leg. He supported the ground with his right hand, like a wind wheel, and directly swept the leg.

Teng Yonglei's sensible back jump was avoided this attack.

The moment he jumped back, Teng Yonglei rushed forward again, pressing towards Li Wutian who had not had time to get up, and his fists smashed down like shells.

"Peng, Peng~~" After Li Wutian, who was pressed to the ground, he could only hear the sound of bone shattering and blood splattering. Li Wutian let out a beast-like roar from his throat. He thrust his waist and his knees frantically pressed towards Teng Yonglei on the top. His powerful thigh power forced Teng Yonglei to fly away.

"Die."

Li Wutian, whose face was covered in blood, roared, and his legs were like phantoms, kicking at Teng Yonglei who had not yet stood firm.

"Puff!" "Puff."

Teng Yonglei leaned on his hands to block his feet one after another.

"Ah~~" Li Wutian roared, and suddenly moved forward, sweeping and kicking his legs wildly, causing Teng Yonglei to retreat one after another in an instant.

"Can't retreat!" someone suddenly shouted from here in Tengjiazhuang.

Teng Yonglei was stunned.

It turned out that he had retreated to the edge, and if he retreated again, he would be out of the circle.

"Ah." At this time, Li Wutian leaped and kicked his legs desperately.

Can't dodge.

"Peng." The opponent kicked his right leg on his chest, and Teng Yonglei blew his blood on his mouth, and he was about to fly out.

Just now!

"Come out!" Teng Yonglei roared lowly, and actually stretched out his hands, grabbed the other party's right leg, leaned back suddenly, and swung the opponent backwards. Li Wutian was thrown away, two feet high, and then he fell heavily to the ground with a "bloom" sound, splashing countless dust.

Teng Yonglei also lay half on the ground, covering his chest.

"Thunder."

"Yong Lei."

Many people rushed up to Tengjiazhuang.

"Brother Tian!"

"father!"

"A Tian."

Many people in Lijiazhuang also went to pick up Li Wutian.

"Dad, is he okay?" Teng Qingshan asked his father again.

Teng Yongfan touched Moteng Qingshan's head: "Don't worry, I just got a kick in the chest. I guess I'll need to be recuperated for one or two months, but the problem is not big."

Teng Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Teng Qingshan is very familiar with the "Teng Yonglei". After all, Teng Yonglei is the leader of the hunting team and often sends prey over. After a while, he becomes familiar with Teng Qingshan.

"After the first battle, Teng Yonglei, Tengjiazhuang and Li Wutian, Li Jiazhuang, were out of the circle at the same time, and tied!" The old silver-haired man with a cane said aloud.

The people of the two tribes watching were nervous.

Unexpectedly, this happened in the first battle.

"Dad, be careful." Teng Qingshan couldn't help but say. He could see that such fighting would likely lead to death.

"Don't worry, son, let's see your father deal with that guy." Teng Yongfan smiled.

"Brother Fan, don't be careless." Mother Yuan Lan also looked at her husband worriedly.

Teng Yongfan nodded and immediately greeted many people around him.

"Tengjiazhuang's 'Teng Yongfan' and Lijiazhuang's 'Li Liang', two, please enter the battle circle." The old man with a silver haired man with crutches said aloud.

"Afan, beat that Li Liang hard." The master of the clan, 'Teng Yongxiang', couldn't help but say.

Teng Yongfan smiled and entered the battle circle.

"Haha, Teng Yongfan, I've wanted to fight you for a long time, but you've been huddled in your Tengjiazhuang all day long. Today, I'll let you see my iron fist, Li Liang." The bearded man, "Li Liang", laughed, took off his clothes suddenly, threw it away, and then walked into the battle circle.

Li Liang's hair was very developed, his chest was pitch black, and his chest was extremely thick.

"Okay, let me see how your iron fist is." Teng Yongfan smiled and threw away his cousin, revealing his strong body. Teng Yongfan's shoulders and back muscles were extremely developed, with his back and shoulders bulging, as if there were a pair of wings hidden under him. The thick arms were comparable to the teenager's thighs.

Teng Qingshan's eyes lit up: "Although my father rarely takes action, he has been making irons for many years and his arms have reached an extremely terrible level."

Teng Qingshan became more confident in his father.

However, in the battle between the two, in addition to their strength, they also need to be on the spot.

"Two, let's start." The old silver-haired man with a cane spoke.

"Please." "Please!"

The father Teng Yongfan and Li Liang bowed at the same time, then retreated slightly, observing the opponent carefully.

"Li Liang, didn't you say that I could see your iron fist?" Teng Yongfan laughed and strode forward, extremely domineering.

"Hmph." Li Liang sneered, approaching from the side like lightning, his fists were already preparing for power. As soon as he approached Teng Yongfan, his right fist ruthlessly hit Teng Yongfan's shoulder hole.

"Haha..." Teng Yongfan waved his left hand casually and swung Li Liang's punch aside. Following the trend, Teng Yongfan made a straight punch.

Li Liang's left hand had already blocked it.

"Peng!" It sounded like beating a drum, a dull sound.

Teng Yongfan's straight punch hit Li Liang's left hand, and the speed almost did not change, and he hit Li Liang's chest again.

"Crack!" Li Liang felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he threw himself away and fell out of the circle.

There is silence!

No one expected that Li Jiazhuang's teaching master "Li Liang" was beaten away by Teng Yongfan in one round, and his strength was not at the same level at all.

"Brother Fan is a good example!"
To be continued...