Some kind of agreement must have been reached between Shen Lang and Yi Chuxue, which means that this is just a play.

After thinking it through, Hua Ziling felt a little relieved, as if she suddenly relaxed.

She didn't know why she had this kind of emotion. How many women did Shen Lang have should have nothing to do with her.

Hua Ziling immediately complained about herself.

I didn't think too much, and my eyes turned to the martial arts training ground.

This Zhao Gang, who was 46 years old at the beginning of the transformation realm, was just the same in Hua Ziling's eyes.

Hua Ziling has only been practicing for more than 50 years, but she has reached the middle stage of transformation.

In terms of talent, Hua Ziling is far stronger than Zhao Gang, and she has been practicing in a relatively thin place like the Kunlun Mountain barrier.

This battle was just a farce. If Shen Lang couldn't win, Hua Ziling felt that he could jump Mount Sumeru and commit suicide.

More and more people were watching around the martial arts training ground.

A man in white walked up, graceful and handsome appearance immediately caused countless girls in the Yi family to shiny their eyes.

"It's Mr. Yi Fei!" "Young Master Yi Fei is so handsome today!" "Young Master Yi Fei will not marry in this life!" "Damn, Mr. Yi Fei is elegant and elegant. It's hard to have it in the world. You don't look in the mirror to see what you look like. You are crazy..." As soon as Yi Fei appeared, he attracted cheers from countless girls of the Yi family.

Zhao Gang was a little unhappy. This guy actually came out to steal his limelight? Yi Fei practiced to the early stage of transformation at the age of 40. He was a rare genius in the Nai family for hundreds of years. He looked handsome and was Zhao Gang's strong rival.

Zhao Gang has been practicing hard during this period in order to defeat Yi Fei in the martial arts meeting next month and become the strongest master of the younger generation of Mount Sumeru.

Now that I have practiced the Mahayana Palm of Mount Sumeru, Yi Fei will definitely not be his opponent.

As for Shen Lang, Zhao Gang sneered and didn't take this kid seriously at all.

The woman that this kid dares to touch is the target of his beating.

I heard that Zhao Gang was going to duel with Shen Lang, and Yi Fei also came to hear the news.

Yi Fei naturally knew what level Zhao Gang was. He just wanted to see Shen Lang's level.

Yi Fei felt a little unbalanced when the ancestor treated Shen Lang with disrespect.

After several hypes, the duel became more and more popular and spread throughout the Yi family, and almost all young disciples came to watch the battle.

Linhai Tianshan has always advocated martial style, and disciples of the family sect often fight and even duels.

The family sect turned a blind eye to this, not only did it not control it, but instead indulged it.

Only by letting some family children fight each other and compete with each other can they practice harder.

Center of the martial arts training ground.

"Ten minutes have passed, now we can start!" Shen Lang stood up and said impatiently.

Zhao Gang looked around and felt it was almost done, and sneered: "Yes."

"Zhao Gang, don't underestimate the other party.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, don’t let your father down!" Zhao Jin, who was beside the stand, said in a deep voice.

"Yes, father!" Zhao Gang nodded immediately, with a rebellious look on his face.

Shen Lang showed a contemptuous sneer, not knowing who is the lion and who is the rabbit.

"Miss Chuxue, please be careful. I, Zhao Gang, will prove it to you. Who is the hero and who is the bear!" Zhao Gang shouted at Yi Chuxue with a proud face.

Ibukixue turned her head away. She had 100% confidence in Shen Lang and would never lose to Zhao Gang.

There was a commotion at the scene. Zhao Gang seemed to be really infatuated with Ibukixue.

"Stop whining here, hurry up and start!" Shen Lang said impatiently.

"Okay, since you are so eager to die, I will give you my wish!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Gang stepped into lightning and rushed towards Shen Lang.

In order to make Ibukixue look at him with admiration, Zhao Gang decided to pretend to be a pussy.

He wanted to defeat Shen Lang with lightning speed, so as to achieve the best B-mount effect.

When Zhao Gang thought of the intimate behavior of Ibukixue and this kid, he was furious. He wanted to vent his discomfort to the greatest extent, and at least he would have to beat Shen Lang to be unable to take care of himself, and it would be best if he beat him to be disabled.

Zhao Gang was extremely fast, and he took a palm straight into Shen Lang's chest.

"Summer Mountain Divine Palm!" Several exclamations came from the crowd outside the martial arts training ground.

Yi Tianfeng's face became a little ugly. Zhao Gang was really ambitious. He used the killer move of Mount Sumeru Divine Palm as soon as he came up.

Shen Lang is too young, and although his cultivation level is in the realm of transformation, he may not have much experience in fighting the enemy.

Yi Tianfeng was very unsure of him and was sweating in his palms. He hoped that Shen Lang would not be seriously injured if he was hit.

The Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm is the strongest unique skill of the Zhao family, and the lower level of the heaven level is ranked second among all the inner palm techniques of Linhai Tianshan Mountain. It is amazingly powerful.

The practice of Mount Sumeru divine palm is extremely difficult, and the practitioner needs to have a high talent for martial arts cultivation. Every time this palm technique comes out, you must concentrate your mind and luck and concentrate your internal strength in the dantian. If you are careless, your palm power will dissipate.

Among the younger generation of the Zhao family, only Zhao Gang was able to practice Mount Sumeru to the point of perfection.

"This guy is really capable!" Shen Lang was a little surprised. He saw that the power of Zhao Gang's palm was completely incomparable to Yang Tongtian and others.

Zhao Gang should also be considered an outstanding martial arts practitioner in the early stage of the realm of transformation.

But he still doesn't look good in front of Shen Lang! Shen Lang has fought with many martial arts practitioners in the realm during this period, and even fought with late-stage masters in the realm. His experience against the enemy is not comparable to Zhao Gang.

Of course, there is no need to use a killing weapon like the Dragon Bird Sword. Shen Lang does not dodge or avoid it, and makes a fist with one hand, and strikes forward with a seven-injury general formula.

Countless fist shadows attacked Zhao Gang who was approaching quickly.

The unrivaled fist shadow made Zhao Gang's face change drastically. In desperation, he had to push his right palm hard and hit a move of Mount Sumeru divine palm with all his strength.

The huge palm wind suddenly erupted, hitting a large number of fist shadows.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a storm broke out around the martial arts training ground, and the disciples of the Yi family in the stands were all blown away by the strong wind and could not open their eyes.

"The Seven Injury General Proof?" Yi Tianfeng showed an incredible expression.

It was already surprising that Shen Lang was able to practice the Seven Injury Fist. He could even practice the Seven Injury Fist to the Mahayana realm! Zhao Jin, who was beside him, had his eyelids twitched, and his face instantly became gloomy. Unexpectedly, this kid was so powerful? His son probably couldn't get it.

After the attack, Zhao Gang took more than ten steps in succession before he could barely stabilize his body.

Shen Lang was still standing there, and a violent gust suddenly blew up all over his body. Each gust of gust was as sharp as a knife.

The Shenzhao Sutra activates the protective energy of the body, defending Shen Lang against the excess palm wind.

"Shen Shi Zhi Sutra!" Yi Tianfeng exclaimed, his eyes wide open.
Chapter completed!