"What a courage!"

Zar laughed, took off his coat, revealing his strong and strong muscles, and pinched his fist and clattered.

Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and said, "That's a lot of advice!"

Zar clenched his fists and walked into the field. The Urianha generals around him immediately cheered.

Everyone knows Zar's bravery. Ordinary people can't bear his hammer at all. The key is that he still has to cover the hammer so hard that it will flow.

Pay attention to prove how strong he is. On the battlefield, he is a tiger at the foot of a mountain and is unstoppable.

The Han man in front of him was not only a lot shorter than him, but also a lot thinner. Just because he wanted to fight Zar? I guess if he punched him, wouldn’t his head explode like a watermelon!

So no one is optimistic about Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan ignored the cheers of the people around him to Zar, slowly walked to the venue, bowed and said, "Please!"

Temur now regarded Zhao Yuan as his friend, and couldn't help but feel a little worried on his face. He looked at Cang Wushuang and asked, "Miss Cang, is Brother Yang okay?"

Cang Wushuang's face remained unchanged and said, "This kind of character is not his opponent."

Cang Wushuang knew Zhao Yuan's kung fu better than anyone else. It is true that Zar in front of him is burly, but in front of Zhao Yuan, he is just a gorilla, which is not enough to pose any threat to him.

Temuer said: "He is known for his great strength and is extremely brave!"

Cang Wushuang smiled and said, "By the way, you don't know how to compare with you, the number one warrior?"

Temuer suddenly felt a little embarrassed again and said, "Yes, they are going to fight!"

He quickly changed his sight, which was indeed a very embarrassing question.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan had already fought with Zar in the field.

Zar took the initiative and punched him straight!

People on the grassland advocate bravery, and they are straightforward when fighting with people, and they look down on those who dodge.

So they thought that when facing this punch, the thin Han man would definitely avoid it. Zarna's punch could even kill a cow, let alone a person.

Zhao Yuan also knew their habits. Faced with this punch, Zhao Yuan stepped back with his left foot and greeted him with his palm.

"Bang!"

The two made a dull sound.

Zhao Yuan turned his internal force into a tide like a tide, and waves of rush towards Zar. Zar's power was stopped and disintegrated under such waves of internal force!

As for other forces, this was directly guided to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he punched his hand on the back.

"Bang!"

A force that was stronger than Zar just now hit him.

Zar's arm was shocked, and he staggered back two or three steps, stared at Zhao Yuan in front of him in surprise, and said, "What kind of magic did you use?"

Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are strong and you are practicing your strength hard, so you are external skills, and what I practice is Central Plains martial arts, internal skills, not magic skills!"

The cheers around him suddenly stopped abruptly and looked at Zhao Yuan with some disbelief. He never expected that such a thin person could take such a fierce punch from Zal, which instead shocked Zal back several steps.

"good!"

"good!"

...

At this moment, some people suddenly took the lead in cheering, and then everyone around them cheered.

For them, only the strong ones respect, no matter who they are.

"Okay, come again!"

Zar roared, then punched him again, his huge fist with a whirring wind.

However, this time Zhao Yuan did not fight head-on. The first move was to tell those who were fooled that he was no less than Zar.

Later, I didn't fight head-on because I had martial arts and could only control him, but I couldn't hurt him.

Marching and war are completely different from personal discussions. Marting and war are about courage. Anyway, there are enemies around you, but personal discussions are about meticulousness.

Zar obviously didn't understand this. The fist in Zhao Yuan's hand did look majestic, and then his whole body was full of flaws. So Zhao Yuan's body suddenly flashed and disappeared. Then his body numb and he couldn't move.

In amazement, Zhao Yuan's voice came from behind: "I'm sorry, you lost!"

Zar gritted his teeth and wanted to move, but Zhao Yuan used the fingers of the flower picking. It was extremely exquisite. How could he easily untie it? Even though he gritted his teeth and wanted to move, he couldn't move at all. He immediately said anxiously: "What did you do to me?"

The soldiers watching around them all widened their eyes, and they wondered why Zal stopped moving suddenly, as if he had turned into a statue.

Zhao Yuan did not rush to untie his acupoints, but said, "You are just me who hit the acupoints, it's okay!"

Zar said angrily: "What acupoint, what evil skills are you using, and you have the ability to fight me upright."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "I have been fighting with you in a dignified manner. What I use is just a kind of martial arts!"

As he said that, he lit a few times on him and untied his acupoints.

Zal was able to move immediately, turned around and said angrily: "Why do you always use these evil ways?"

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but say again: "I'm saying it again. This is not a wrong way. In fact, the skill of this acupoint is a very exquisite skill that ordinary people can't learn at all. In addition, although you have a lot of strength, we have to compare not only with strength, but also with skills. What's more, this is completely different from the battlefield. You use the trick on the battlefield to deal with me, it doesn't work at all!"

"I won't eat your set, come again!"

Zar said angrily again that he had been inexplicably lit some acupoint, and he couldn't move it. This made him feel extremely frustrated, as if there was a fire in his stomach, but he couldn't do it at all.

Zhao Yuan glanced at Gegenminglang and others, and found that they had no intention of stopping them. It seemed that today's competition would beat the big man in front of him to the ground, and today's competition would not be over.

So he said, "Okay, come again!"

As soon as he fought, I learned about Zar's background. In fact, he was taller and stronger, and had no other strength. If he couldn't even leave him, his evil king's ruling would be in vain.

Zhao Yuan is not good at boxing, or he doesn't have boxing at all, but that doesn't matter. Anyway, Zar's moves are all flaws, and he just needs to deal with them by chance.

Zar shouted and hit him hard again. This time he learned his lesson, but he didn't learn last time. It was a punch followed by a punch. The posture was that he didn't intend to breathe at all!

Facing the fist that was coming like a storm, Zhao Yuan did not avoid it this time, and directly condensed his internal force into his fist, and then punched him back with one punch and one punch.

The fist was so hard that it was as hard as steel at this moment. Zar didn't punch it, it was like it was on an iron plate, and the taste was not good at all!

After a few punches, Zar's expression became somewhat uncomfortable, at least he had already seen a look of pain on his face.

"What's wrong with Zar?"

The bystanders suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, after all, that punch and punch really hurt.

Looking at Zar's expression, Cang Wushuang smiled secretly in her heart. However, Temu next to her was a little confused. In his eyes, Zhao Yuan was completely suppressed now!

Cang Wushuang smiled secretly and said in confusion: "Miss Cang, Brother Yang is so frightened that he can't change his hands now. Why are you still laughing?

Cang Wushuang smiled and said, "Of course I have to laugh. You guys can find him a good doctor for trauma, otherwise I guess his hands will not be able to use them for days!"

When Temu heard him say this, he was even more puzzled.

Only Zar knew about this. After punching a few more times, he jumped away suddenly, shook his hand hard, and shouted: "No more, no more!"

Zhao Yuan also stopped and asked with a smile: "Why don't you fight?"

Zar looked at his full fists and said, "If you continue to hit, my hand will be almost ruined. Why is your hand so hard? I feel like it's hitting a stone!"

He shook his head and said, "It's not a stone, it's like an iron plate! What kind of kung fu is your name?"

Zhao Yuan said: "This is called internal strength, it is my martial arts in the Central Plains. Not to mention making my fist hard as iron, I can also make an ordinary weed like a sharp arrow!"

As he said that, he picked up a grass from the ground. The grass was slender and long. When Zhao Yuan picked it up, it was soft. When the wind blew, it was like a rope!

Zhao Yuan raised the grass and held it for the people around him to see it.

As he approached, Zhao Yuan secretly used his internal strength. The originally soft grass suddenly became straight, like a slender sword.

Zar couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the incredible scene in front of him.

Zhao Yuan looked around, his hand shook, and the grass with internal force infused instantly headed straight to his teapot. There was only a slight sound, and the teapot trembled slightly.

Temuer's eyes also looked at the teapot at this moment, and he couldn't help but become dull. He saw that the silver teapot was actually penetrated from front to back, and what penetrated him was nothing else, but the grass just now.

Cang Wushuang rolled up his sleeves, and the teapot immediately headed straight for Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan took the teapot and handed it to Zar, saying, "Please see!"

Zar took the teapot and looked carefully. His face changed. The silver pot was not very hard at all. He could pinch him with one hand, but he had to use a piece of grass to penetrate him. He couldn't do this. So he said in surprise: "This is what you call internal force?"

Zhao Yuan said: "Yes, when I have trained my internal strength to the extent that I can hurt people with flying flowers. So, if we are really enemies, I can have various ways to kill you!"

Zar's body trembled slightly, and his heart was full of coldness. His neck was hard, so he might be easily ejaculated.

Zhao Yuan laughed: "It's just that we are not enemies now, but friends! So what we have to do now is drink and eat meat with big stutters! Right?"

Zar looked at the silver pot that was completely pierced and smiled reluctantly, saying, "You are right, now we should drink and eat meat. Come, I'll toast you!"

Zar is big, which does not mean he has no intention. Zhao Yuan showed this trick just now and he also clearly saw the gap between the two. In this gap, he was also very clear that if he continued to fight, just as the Han people said, it was called humiliation. Now that others have given him a way out, if he can't pay it back, then what he will lose will be his own face!

Zhao Yuan was relieved that Zar was so sensible and bowed to the people around him.

"good!"
To be continued...