Hunting Immortals and Demons

Lu Yan's life returned to a regular routine, cooking martial arts food every day, and then taking martial arts food to strengthen his bones and improve his cultivation.

As for martial arts, it was enough for the time being, so I didn't use martial arts energy.

It’s not too late to improve your cultivation to the fifth level of Wuhou first, and then focus on improving your martial arts.

If you have spare time, you can give guidance to the martial arts apprentices, Wang Lin and others.

In a flash, it was three months.

The cold wind is biting and the coldest season of the year has arrived.

On this day, two disciples from Sanjue Martial Arts Hall returned to the martial arts hall in embarrassment and found Wen Yuan.

"Senior Brother, it's not good. Our arena at Wuxing Street was demolished by people from the Martial Arts Alliance. The senior brother who was responsible for recruiting apprentices was also beaten by people from the Martial Arts Alliance."

Two apprentices reported to Wenyuan.

At this time, Wen Yuan was about twenty years old. He was tall and strong, with a strong aura, outstanding talent, and advanced cultivation. He had become the senior brother of the Sanjue Martial Arts Hall and the leader among the apprentices.

Moreover, Wenyuan was a generous man, sincere in his treatment of others, and had a high prestige among his apprentices.

"What? Is there such a thing? It's all right, why is the Martial Arts Alliance tearing us apart and beating up our people?"

Wen Yuan frowned.

"It's not that they are not as good at recruiting apprentices as us. The total number of apprentices recruited by their thirteen martial arts alliances is equal to ours. They are jealous, so they sneer at us, mocking the disciples of our three martial arts schools as incompetent and without masters. , and also satirized the owner of the museum for not being able to teach apprentices and teaching a bunch of losers."

"We couldn't help but argue with them, and then the two sides started fighting. We are not opponents."

An apprentice reported.

Wuxing Street is a famous street in Baicao City. During this time every year, major martial arts schools will build a ring on Wuxing Street. The apprentices of the martial arts schools will compete with each other on the ring and demonstrate their martial arts to attract others to come and learn martial arts.

Sanjue Martial Arts School has a great reputation, and there are no restrictions on how much money can be given to teach martial arts. They even have the opportunity to practice first-class martial arts, and occasionally have martial arts food to eat.

With such generous treatment, it has naturally become the first choice for many people who want to learn martial arts.

Although the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance also learned from the Three Ultimate Martial Arts School and relaxed the conditions for teaching martial arts, it could not compete with the Three Ultimate Martial Arts Academy.

Ever since Sanjue Martial Arts School withdrew from the Martial Arts Alliance, its disciples have often had conflicts.

But this is the first time that he has disrupted and attacked in public.

Wen Yuan keenly felt that this matter was not simple.

Perhaps, someone deliberately instructed it.

"Senior Brother, among all the apprentices, you are the strongest. You have to speak out for your brothers."

"That's right, they are still mocking our Sanjue Martial Arts School, which has caused many people who originally wanted to join the Sanjue Martial Arts School to hesitate."

The two apprentices talked to each other.

"Okay, you and I will go take a look. Zhang Shun, you go and inform Li Quan, the manager, and ask him to inform the owner of the museum."

Wenyuan ordered, heading towards Wuxing Street with a martial arts school.

In the training room, Lu Yan was practicing martial arts when he heard a knock on the door.

"who?"

"The owner is a subordinate."

Li Quan's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in."

Lu Yan said.

He knew that there was probably something going on. If nothing happened, Li Quan usually didn't dare to disturb his martial arts practice.

"Master, something happened. The arena we built on Wuxing Street was demolished by people from the Martial Arts Alliance. They also beat the disciples we sent to recruit apprentices, claiming that Sanjue Martial Arts Academy would not teach disciples, and those who taught them would be Wen Yuan has already rushed over, trash."

Li Quanxun reports.

"Oh, the martial arts alliance can't help but suppress us. Who gave them the courage? Li Wenxuan?"

Lu Yan's face turned cold.

"Master, do you want to go take a look?"

Li Quandao.

"Of course I want to go. Among the disciples, Wen Yuan is strong enough to suppress the situation, but he is afraid of beating the younger one, so he came to see the older one."

Lu Yan strode outside.

Wuxing Street is a wide open space filled with people.

There are two wide wooden arenas in the venue, one for the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance and the other for the Three Jue Martial Arts Academy.

At this time, the arena of Sanjue Martial Arts Hall had fallen apart, and the wood rolled all over the floor.

More than a dozen disciples from the Sanjue Martial Arts School were supporting each other. Most of them were pale, with blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and they were obviously injured.

Opposite the Sanjue Martial Arts Hall, there were dozens of people.

There are young people in their twenties and middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, all of whom are disciples of the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance.

A burly and strong man who looked to be in his forties stood in front of the disciples of the Sanjue Martial Arts School. He said with a mocking look on his face: "Is this your strength? You are vulnerable to a blow. You still brag about it. What are you talking about?" Sanjue Martial Arts Hall is the number one martial arts center in Baicao City, and Sanjue Wuhou’s strength ranks first among all the major gym owners. With your level, how dare you claim to be number one?”

"That is, although Sanjue Wuhou is strong, his ability to teach his disciples is not impressive."

Another disciple from the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance said loudly.

The disciples of Sanjue Martial Arts School turned red and were filled with indignation.

Since Sanjue Martial Arts School withdrew from the Martial Arts Alliance, there has been constant friction between the two sides. In order to build a reputation, the disciples of Sanjue Martial Arts School did declare outside that Sanjue Martial Arts School was the number one martial arts school, and that Sanjue Wuhou was one of the first gym owners. Category.

"The master of the gym teaches students according to their aptitude, and the martial arts is profound and unpredictable. How can you understand it?"

A burly young man from Sanjue Martial Arts Hall said loudly.

"Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is difficult to predict? Then how can we teach you losers? No one can fight? Skills are learned by fighting, not by talking."

Duan Feng sneered.

"We have only been practicing for a short time. What level are you at our age?"

The burly young man yelled angrily.

"If it doesn't work, it won't work. No matter how much time I give you, it won't work. What age are you talking about? If you have the ability, come out and fight and show your true ability."

Duan Feng said coldly.

"I'll meet you."

The burly young man said angrily.

"Wang Qiang, don't be provoked by him. You are no match for him. It's better to wait for senior brother to be on the safe side."

On the side, other disciples from the Sanjue Martial Arts School advised him.

"What? You don't dare to take action anymore? If you don't have the ability, just keep shrinking. Also, don't open the Sanjue Martial Arts School. You will cheat and mislead your disciples."

Duan Feng said loudly.

"There is no reason for this. How can it be tolerated?"

Wang Qiang's face turned red with anger. He strode out and stood in front of Duan Feng. His energy and blood circulated, his body turned golden, and he punched Duan Feng.

Wang Qiang is one of the first six apprentices besides Wang Lin, Wen Yuan and others to teach the Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu. Now, he has broken the limit of cultivation three times and is extremely talented. Among the apprentices, he is the second Yu Wenyuan.

Although Duan Feng was sarcastic and disdainful, he did not dare to be careless when taking action. All his four-time limit-breaking cultivation power exploded, his fists turned black, and he fought with Wang Qiang.

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The two exchanged more than ten punches in a row.

Duan Feng is the senior brother of the Shenquan Martial Arts School. He has been practicing martial arts for nearly thirty years and has reached the state of overflowing energy and blood that has broken the limit four times. He is a second-rate martial arts master, Liushui Shenquan.

Although Wang Qiang practiced first-class martial arts, after all, the time was still short, the fire was limited, and his energy and blood were also a bit low. In addition, he also lacked actual combat experience. After a dozen moves, he was at a disadvantage and was beaten very quickly. Defeat and retreat.

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In the twenty-first move, Duan Feng punched Wang Qiang in the chest, sending Wang Qiang flying backwards and falling to the ground. A mouthful of blood spilled out. Fortunately, with the powerful defense of the Vajra Indestructible Skill, he Not seriously injured.

"Hehehe, I just said that the people taught by Sanjue Wuhou are all local chickens and dogs. They are vulnerable to a blow. You must not go to Sanjue Martial Arts Hall to practice martial arts."

Duan Feng said.

The people around them couldn't tell who was in the right realm, they could only see their strength and weakness, and they couldn't help but nod their heads.

"You defeated Senior Brother Wang Qiang with your higher level, what's the point of being proud of?"

A Sanjue Martial Arts School disciple said angrily.

"If your cultivation level is low, does it still make sense? If it doesn't work, then your cultivation level is low."

Duan Feng said.

"You have practiced for decades to reach this level. Give me ten years and I will crush you under my feet."

The disciple of Sanjue Martial Arts School said.

"I want to deceive the people for another ten years, ten years after another, when will I stop?"

Duan Feng sneered.

"you"

The disciples in the Sanjue Martial Arts Hall were all young, and most of them were born in poverty. In terms of eloquence, none could compare to Duan Feng. All of them had red faces, but they didn't know how to refute.

"What? If you don't accept it, feel free to come to a fight. Apart from a Sanjue Martial Lord, is there anyone in your Sanjue Martial Arts Hall who can stand up to a fight?"

Duan Feng continued to shout.

"I'll meet you."

At this time, a deep voice sounded, and two people walked into the crowd.

One of them is Wenyuan.

"Big brother."

"Elder brother is here."

The disciples of Sanjue Martial Arts Hall were refreshed and looked happy.

"Are you guys okay?"

Wen Yuan first checked the injuries of the disciples and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that they were all fine. He stepped in front of Duan Feng, clasped his fists and said, "Wen Yuan of Sanjue Martial Arts School, come here to receive instruction."

"You are the senior brother of Sanjue Martial Arts School? Then you should be the strongest among the disciples of Sanjue Martial Arts School?"

Duan Feng said.

"It's just that after practicing for a few more years, the talents of all the junior brothers are much higher than mine. Under the guidance of the master of the gym, given time, they will definitely be above me."

Wen Yuan said modestly, and at the same time he praised the gym owner and Sanjue Martial Arts Hall.

"There is no need to give gold to Sanjue Martial Arts School. Just take action. Let me see what level the strongest disciple of Sanjue Martial Arts School is?"

Duan Feng said.

"No, you better take action first, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to take action."

Wen Yuan said seriously.

Lu Yan's movements were extremely fast, and he had already arrived at this time. He hid in the crowd and did not appear immediately.

This was an opportunity to train Wen Yuan and others. He wanted to see how Wen Yuan would handle it.

After all, flowers in the greenhouse can't go far, and they must learn to stand alone.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile. This kid Wenyuan is really getting better and better at talking.

"Have all the gym leaders from the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance almost arrived?"

Lu Yan's eyes scanned the crowd.

Although the owners of the thirteen martial arts schools were hidden in the crowd, they were still captured by Lu Yan one by one.

"I want to see what gives you the confidence to provoke me."

A cold light flashed in Lu Yan's eyes.

On the field, Duan Feng was so despised by Wen Yuan that he immediately became furious and started to use the Divine Fist of Flowing Water to blast out with both fists.