Cranes and clams fight, and the fisherman wins.

Everyone smiled when they heard Fu Jingtao's joke.

Bai Jianming sneered and was about to retort, but Zhong Ba took it seriously. He turned his wrist slightly and bang! The tail of the mace hit the ground hard, cracking the bluestone bricks. He said boldly: "Okay! I'm Zhong.

He is an invincible dominator in Luoyang, and his bones are so idle that they are about to get rusty. One more fight is just a good way to warm up your body!"

Bai Jianming looked up to the sky and was speechless.

Is this a quarrel? Why did you end up with such a fool?

Luo Zhengyang was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he laughed and said: "Zhong Ba, I bet you can't defeat Senior Brother Bai within ten moves!"

Zhong Ba turned to look at Luo Zhengyang and the octagonal copper hammer in his hand, with sympathy in his eyes, and said sincerely: "Actually, the person I want to challenge the most is you!"

Luo Zhengyang choked up his laughter. He was afraid that this guy was a simple-minded martial arts idiot who didn't understand the world. If he said a few words to him, he would get angry. He coughed twice and reminded him kindly: "You won't gain anything by fighting me, but

If you beat Senior Brother Fu, you can get the Bone Strengthening Pill."

Zhong Ba nodded and said: "That makes sense!" He glared, picked up the mace with one hand, and smashed it at Bai Jianming head-on and face-first. He wanted to seize the elixir and get rid of his competitors first!

Bai Jianming had been prepared for his sudden attack. He immediately used his toes and flicked back. But he saw a black shadow passing by, a strong wind blowing, followed by a loud bang, and the gravel where the iron bar fell collapsed and dented, and the earth

There were tremors and fluctuations, and cracks appeared on the stone bricks within a radius of about ten feet.

The power of a single blow is as heavy as a thousand stones.

In particular, the head of the mace is densely packed with jagged iron nails embedded in it, and if they are rubbed against it, you will definitely be seriously injured.

He was huge in size and wielded a terrifying iron rod, as if a demon was raging, with violent winds flying around with every move of his hands and feet, which was terrifying.

Bai Jianming shouted: "Wait a minute, I'll let you go first!" Although he was not afraid of his opponent's fierceness, there was no need to get into a fight in a daze and make people laugh.

Zhong Ba was stunned, put away the mace angrily, and muttered: "Coward, you are not happy!"

Bai Jianming was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he tried desperately to tell himself to calm down.

Zhong Ba turned around and fixed his gaze on Fu Jingtao, as if he was seeing a pile of shining gold ingots. He said carelessly: "Fu Jingtao, where are your weapons? I'm going to take action!"

Fu Jingtao clapped his hands together and said, "My hands are weapons, come on!"

Zhong Ba frowned, shook his head and said: "How can you catch my mace with your bare hands? I will knock it down with one strike, and you will be turned into meat! Forget it, we are competing with each other, I don't want to hurt your life."

He dropped the mace immediately, shouted loudly, exerted force with his feet, and rushed towards Fu Jingtao like a giant bear. He clenched his fists while running, and he was actually fighting with bare hands!

Zhong Ba's move immediately aroused a buzz of discussion among the disciples, with some praising and criticizing, some sneered, and some cheered.

With Zhong Ba's extremely domineering divine power, even with a pair of fists, he can easily kill tigers and leopards, and break down trees blocking the road. Besides, his opponent is only a low-level cultivation, what threat can he pose? So he threw down his weapons,

He charged forward confidently, not even considering the possibility of defeat.

Luo Zhengyang gloated and whispered: "Fool, you can't escape the same mistakes I made today!"

Fu Jingtao has so much experience that he will naturally not stand there stupidly and let his opponent's momentum reach its peak. He will duck forward and rush towards him like a cheetah!

Close combat is his strength, how can he show weakness?

The two young men flew towards each other, their gazes were like fire, their momentum was overwhelming, and they were indistinguishable.

Everyone knows Fu Jingtao's name, but even Zhang Tianwen and nearly half of them, including Jiang Haoyuan, have never seen his skills. They are really curious about how he can impress King Basang and Jiang Lie, and how he can injure the masters of the Demon Sect.

?Even when Fu Jingtao claimed to have a low-level cultivation level, many people subconsciously classified him into the category of those who are weak in strength and have great luck.

People on the rivers and lakes are sinister and murderous. How can they survive just by luck?

In fact, Xuanyuan inner sect disciples also have to regularly assess their martial arts progress, which is held at the end of each year. Those who are good will be rewarded, and those who are poor will be punished. Only if you pass the final assessment of Wushengtang will you be allowed to take off the purple clothes that symbolize your status as a disciple and walk down the mountain.

Jianghu. Those who fail to pass the assessment will be transferred to the Qiankun Hall, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, etc. to handle sect chores when they reach a certain age. They will not be allowed to step into the Jianghu for the rest of their lives.

Martial arts practice is cruel and intense, and you will never let yourself slack off.

Because of the strict sect rules and strict assessments at all levels, those who can represent Xuanyuan Sect in the world are elite masters and are praised by colleagues in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the figures met.

Zhong Ba is tall and has long arms. He uses his iron fist with his right hand to hit the mountain with his iron fist, slamming forward fiercely. He has a tall body, and what is more rare is the coordination of his limbs. His movements are extremely fast and fast, and there is no trace of clumsiness.

The big fist roared down, and the move, strength, timing, and landing point were impeccable. Even a huge boulder would be smashed into pieces.

Zhong Ba's mind is pure and simple, but when he goes into battle against the enemy, he has no idea of ​​underestimating the enemy. If he doesn't take action, he will go all out. His aura is natural, and he can punch it with one punch, giving people the strange feeling of being invincible. If it were replaced by an ordinary

People must be timid.

Jiang Haoyuan, Qin Yaoming and others couldn't help but secretly praise this man's boxing skills. He clearly put in hard work. He must have practiced boxing and weapons at the same time. He has excellent skills in both long-range and close combat.

Bai Jianming and others looked solemn. Zhong Ba was so strong, and he also practiced boxing and was not afraid of close combat. How would he deal with this person in a big competition? Are we going to compete with him in weapons and skills? But look at that wolf.

The weight of the dental stick is completely unmatched by ordinary weapons. Swords and the like will break upon contact, which is a headache.

Zhong Ba's fist struck like wind and thunder, but Fu Jingtao's palm was faster!

Halfway through the punch, the accumulated strength had not yet been fully exerted. The shadow of his palm flickered, and Zhong Ba's wrist and arm were slapped three times in a row. The trajectory of the punch immediately shifted, and the threat was greatly reduced. Zhong Ba shouted.

He yelled angrily, and then punched out with his left fist collected at his waist, faster and with more force!

Fu Jingtao crossed his palms and rushed forward before Zhong Ba fully exerted his strength.

Bang! The fists and palms met, and the strong wind exploded.

Fu Jingtao suddenly felt an overwhelming force coming in. He moved his body at will and flew more than two feet away with the fist, and his palms felt slightly numb.

Wow! Seeing Fu Jingtao being knocked back by a punch, the crowd exclaimed.

Bai Jianming couldn't help sighing. If he had known that Fu Jingtao was a soft persimmon, he should have challenged him by name as soon as he came. He missed a great opportunity to become famous. The news that Fu Jingtao injured the magic sect master was so shocking that they subconsciously

I don’t want to face this person, who knew his cultivation was so poor?
Chapter completed!