Enhance comprehension

The three days of short practice ended quickly. Wanhu seemed to have a little more understanding, and his physical functions and mental will had made great progress. At the same time, Bai Qingxin didn't know when he broke through to the level of building.

In the middle stage of the foundation, Yue'er's cultivation also showed a slight increase, and the arena battle of Sanqian Yiyun also came as scheduled.

The Three Thousand Aristocratic Family, which uses martial arts to enter Taoism, naturally has an extremely formal battle platform - Haofangtai!

Haofang Terrace is located on a rocky mountain in the backyard of Sanqian Family. It is covered with extremely hard golden sand and gravel. It is surrounded by some kind of protective talisman array. It can withstand a full blow from the great monks in the late Nascent Soul without any harm. It can be said to be the best place for fighting.

Only extremely important battles will be held here

This three-person arena battle between Sanqian Yiyun and Sanqian Muyu, the strongest of the younger generation, was held here after being approved by Elder Li. At the same time, the entire clan made the decision and witnessed it together.

At this time, hundreds of children from the Three Thousand Aristocratic Family of various colors have gathered under the Haofang Stage. Each of them has a strict expression, capable skills, and has the demeanor of a wealthy family. A few old men with pale beards and hair are sitting upright in the distance.

It seems like he is meditating and practicing. He is motionless, but the aura released around him is extremely terrifying.

As friends of Sanqian Yiyun, Wan Hu and others found a place very close to Haofang Terrace to watch the battle. Although they had great confidence, Qian'er's brows were furrowed, making everyone feel a little worried.

Although Sanqian Yiyun clearly stated that this battle will be fought with one against three to defend the glory of the God of War, but judging from Sanqian Muyu's tone, it seems that he has invited helpers with great backgrounds. In this way, the outcome may not be easy.

Wan Hu is ready to take action at any time

Soon, Sanqian Muyu arrived, followed by two men in red robes. The three of them walked to the other side of the Haofang Terrace. At the same time, Elder Li, as the full-time referee of the competition in the clan, jumped on

Haofangtai

"This competition was proposed by Sanqian Muyu to challenge the current strongest player of the younger generation, Sanqian Yiyun! The challenge is an arena battle, Mu Yu and Yiyun, do you have any objections?" Elder Li asked loudly.

Both sides of the fight shouted

"No objection," the two said in unison.

"My family of three thousand entered the Tao through martial arts, and all martial arts in the world are from the same sect. People who practice martial arts emphasize broadness and profoundness, and understand by analogy. Therefore, in this arena battle, both sides can choose foreigners as helpers. The purpose of the competition is to win or lose. In addition, lives must not be harmed.

The rest are unconditional, both parties just need to try their best!" Elder Li said some impassioned nonsense, and then glanced at Sanqian Muyu.

The martial arts of the Three Thousand Aristocratic Family are fierce, and Elder Li’s words are not inappropriate for them. As Elder Li flies out of Haofang Terrace, the competition officially begins

"Sanqian Muyu! It's just me here, come and have a good fight!" Sanqian Yiyun waved his hand towards Sanqian Muyu.

"Sister Yiyun, don't be anxious, I'll make you happy in a while." Sanqian Muyu dusted off the dirt on his body, and Man Si replied logically.

"This is the girl, you two are welcome." Mu Yu clasped her fists at the two men in red robes behind her in a very secretive way.

"I'm going to have a meeting!" One of the short monks took off his red robe, revealing his strong body. He leapt over and jumped onto the stage.

"Oh?" Sanqian Yiyun was a little surprised to see an outsider come on stage first.

"Yue Jianshan heard about Zhongyuan!" The monk clasped his fists slightly to show respect.

This monk is short in stature, but has slender limbs and a strong upper body. However, his limbs are soft and feel very uncoordinated in appearance.

"Sanqian Yiyun!" Yiyun also reported his name, and his eyes showed a trace of rigor. The people from Yuejianshan are probably not ordinary people.

After the two sides reported each other's names, they stopped dragging their feet and started their first confrontation...

Sanqian Yiyun adopted a steady and steady fighting method. He took a deep breath and then made a slight bend in his lower plate, ready to receive Wen Zhongyuan's move head-on.

Wen Zhongyuan understood the idea and jumped in front of Sanqian Yiyun. He punched out with both fists at an extremely fast speed.

Sanqian Yiyun immediately blocked it with his fist and was about to fight back. Unexpectedly, Wen Zhongyuan turned his fist into a palm and wrapped it strangely along Sanqian Yiyun's arm.

Sanqian Yiyun's arms suddenly felt weak. Without a breath, Wen Zhongyuan's arms were like ropes, wrapped around San Qian Yiyun's arms three times, and held San Qian Yiyun tightly.

The acupuncture points instantly blocked his movements.

The silk-wrapped hand of the heavenly snake! This was Sanqian Yiyun's first reaction. Immediately, Sanqian Yiyun raised his foot to kick Wen Zhongyuan's lower body. Unexpectedly, before the wind from his foot came out, his legs were also hit by the opponent in an instant.

At the same time, Wen Zhongyuan's whole body was pressed against Sanqian Yiyun's body, and his slender limbs were tightly wrapped around Sanqian Yiyun, looking extremely wretched.

Although Sanqian Yiyun has been practicing martial arts since childhood and has a disdain for things between men and women, she is also a girl. At this time, she was attacked by a strange man like this, and she couldn't use any strength in her body. She blushed for a moment.

"What is that? Why are there such obscene moves!" Bai Qingxin shouted.

"That's called Jiu-Jitsu, a type of martial arts, but the training conditions are extremely harsh. I didn't expect that someone could practice this technique to such a level. It's not easy to handle." Wan Hu showed a trace of worry.

"It's so shameless to use this move! Yun'er, come on, kill this damn ugly monster!" Sanqian Yiyun's young father did not know when he appeared next to Wan Hu and the others, and shouted loudly, seemingly to the stage.

Wen Zhongyuan was extremely dissatisfied

"Uh..." Wan Hu was speechless for a while. Is this something an adult can say?

At this time, Sanqian Yiyun's condition on the stage was extremely bad. After hearing that Zhongyuan entangled his limbs, he did not stop, but gradually increased the force, as if he wanted to destroy Sanqian Yiyun's limbs.

It was normal, but within ten breaths, there was an extra circle.

There was an unbearable look on Sanqian Yiyun's face, and it became difficult to breathe. His limbs were bent in strange ways, and his situation was in danger.

Suddenly, Sanqian Yiyun's eyes widened with anger. He tilted his neck back slightly and bumped towards Wen Zhongyuan.

In an instant, there was a sound of bones colliding, and a stream of blood spattered out. Wen Zhongyuan and Sanqian Yiyun were both bleeding from the head. It seemed that the one who exerted force was more seriously injured, but Sanqian Yiyun didn't care about it.

But without hesitation, he hit him again a second time.

After four blows, Sanqian Yiyun's skull seemed to be dented and seriously damaged. Wen Zhongyuan also felt uncomfortable. The strength wrapped around Sanqian Yiyun's limbs also decreased a bit.

At this time, Sanqian Yiyun instantly exerted his strength and got rid of Wen Zhongyuan in an instant.

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