I am in the chaotic world of demons and warriors, and I have become a martial arts god

The martial arts training ground was completely silent.

Except for Li Sancheng and the other three, everyone else thought that Han Zheng would definitely be completely crushed by Guo Mingyuan with his superior realm and strength.

As a result, no one expected that the one who was crushed would be Guo Mingyuan, who had the advantage in strength!

In fact, Han Zheng was holding back.

He didn't want to expose too much of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, so he didn't show his strength so exaggeratedly.

Otherwise, with the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, Guo Mingyuan, who only practiced the Iron Elephant Sutra, would be useless even if he opened up one more meridian than him, let alone three.

Li Jingzhong looked at Han Zheng with more joy at this time.

Han Zheng's control of the Vajra Fist has even reached the point where he can do it as if he were using his arm, and his strength moves with his heart. He has truly mastered the essence of the Vajra Fist.

You should know that it took Li Jingzhong nearly a year to practice the Vajra Fist to the perfect state.

At the same age, Han Zheng's mastery of the Vajra Fist was even faster than his.

Guo Mingyuan got up from the ground in a panic, with an unbelievable look on his face.

I was defeated by Han Zheng?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Guo Mingyuan got up, his blood surging, and rushed towards Han Zheng with a low roar.

But this time he didn't use the Vajra Fist.

The veins on Guo Mingyuan's hands bulged, somewhat similar to the Broken Jade Hands of Gao Kaiyuan of the Sanhe Gang.

His hands were like eagle claws, grabbing Han Zheng's neck, eyes, and genitals, and his moves were extremely fierce.

Li Jingzhong frowned slightly, he recognized Guo Mingyuan's martial arts.

This is the Eagle Claw of Qiu Tianying, the leader of the Sky Eagle Gang.

However, the Eagle Claw itself is only an acquired grappling technique, and it must be combined with Qiu Tianying's other martial arts, the Black Magic Hand, to exert the effect of the innate martial arts.

The Guo family is rich, so it is normal for Guo Mingyuan to learn the Eagle Claw from Qiu Tianying.

However, the Black Magic Hand is Qiu Tianying's real bottom-line skill, and he will never teach it to outsiders except his own son.

"You're courting death!"

Han Zheng shook his head slightly.

Eagle Claw may be stronger than Vajra Fist, but if you practice Eagle Claw before you've mastered Vajra Fist, you're just wasting time.

Han Zheng unfolded his Vajra Fist, and his arm was full of Qi and blood, like a Vajra pestle. He smashed, chopped, chopped, and collapsed with great force and strength, unparalleled in strength!

Every move and every style is the Vajra Fist's fist, and the warriors present are very familiar with it.

But when Han Zheng used it, it felt different, as if he was really a Vajra-eyed demon-slaying martial arts monk, and every punch and every style carried the essence of Vajra Fist's martial arts.

Guo Mingyuan's Eagle Claw was very fast, while Han Zheng's Vajra Fist was a bit simple and clumsy.

But every punch of his could accurately suppress Guo Mingyuan, making his so-called Eagle Claw look like a hen guarding her food, which was ridiculous.

After a set of boxing, Guo Mingyuan was blown away, his hands were bloody from Han Zheng's powerful force, and he looked miserable.

"Han Zheng wins this round!"

After Li Jingzhong announced the result of the competition, he quickly asked the servants of the martial arts hall to send Guo Mingyuan to Shenghe Hall for treatment.

The Guo family is now the richest in the county, and he can't let Guo Mingyuan really suffer any incurable injuries.

Li Jingzhong looked back at Han Zheng, nodded and praised: "Yes, you have mastered the essence of Vajra Fist. I can't teach you anything about this boxing.

Even in the Vajra Prajna Temple, your Vajra Fist is not inferior to those disciples who have been ordained."

"It's all because of the master of the hall."

Han Zheng said modestly and returned to the many disciples.

Others looked at Han Zheng with extremely strange eyes.

Li Jingzhong taught well?

We all learned Vajra Fist together, and we were all taught by one person. Why are you so good?

Li Sancheng was still boasting in a low voice, saying that he was not bragging, saying that his brother was so powerful.

The other disciples were too lazy to pay attention to him, but they had to admit that Han Zheng was indeed a blockbuster.

His parents died, and he was born in a commoner family. He relied on the most basic Vajra Fist to defeat Guo Mingyuan, who took medicinal baths every day and secretly learned Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

If Guo Mingyuan won this round, they would definitely not accept it, but they still accepted it when Han Zheng won.

The next round was Chen Zhao vs. Song Tianqing.

Many disciples were also looking forward to seeing if this round could be an upset, and the commoner disciples would defeat the disciples from the aristocratic families again.

It was a pity that there was no reversal this time.

Song Tianqing's cultivation foundation was solid, and he should have various external objects to assist him, which made his physical strength far superior to Chen Zhao.

And although Song Tianqing's understanding of the Vajra Fist was not perfect, in Han Zheng's opinion, it had reached a level close to 90%.

Chen Zhao is the true representative of civilian disciples. He has cultivated to this level with his own talent and perseverance without any external assistance.

Although he did not make any mistakes during the battle, he was crushed by Song Tianqing throughout the whole process, and was finally defeated by Song Tianqing with a punch.

Seeing that Chen Zhao was still struggling to get up after spitting blood, Song Tianqing showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and took a step forward.

Li Jingzhong saw this and hurriedly said: "Song Tianqing wins this round!"

Hearing Li Jingzhong's announcement, Song Tianqing stopped.

"Okay, let's stop here today, go back and rest for a day, and continue the competition tomorrow."

Some disciples who have a good relationship with Chen Zhao helped Chen Zhao to the clinic, and other disciples looked at Song Tianqing with unfriendly eyes.

Song Tianqing's move was a bit too cruel.

Of course, this is nothing to the enemy, but everyone is a disciple of the martial arts school and can be considered a fellow sect. Although there is a competitive relationship, you won't beat people to death, right?

They all saw it just now. If Li Jingzhong hadn't declared him the winner, Song Tianqing would definitely rush in and finish off Chen Zhao completely.

Li Sancheng happily pulled Han Zheng: "Let's go, let's have a good meal to celebrate your victory over that guy Guo Mingyuan."

Behind them were Zhao Jinming, Wang Bao, and several martial arts disciples who were familiar with them.

Han Zheng originally didn't want to go, so he might as well go practice if he had the time.

But Li Sancheng and the others were too enthusiastic, and Han Zheng had to be carried to the tavern that Li Sancheng took him to before.

"Brother Han, you defeated Guo Mingyuan this time, which is a relief for us."

Zhao Jinming picked up the wine glass, toasted Han Zheng a little excitedly, and drank it all in one gulp.

Han Zheng also drank a glass. The wine was slightly turbid, not high in alcohol, and had a sour taste in the mouth, which was not that good.

"Guo Mingyuan's grain store has made so much money but is still so high-profile, which is a bit hateful.

But seeing him lose, you seemed to be not only relieved of your hatred, but also very excited. "

Han Zheng felt that their attitude was a bit strange, as if Guo Mingyuan had some deep grudge against them.

Zhao Jinming smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that we are excited. In fact, to put it bluntly, we just feel a little aggrieved.

Master Li teaches seriously and rigorously, and accepts disciples not based on family background but only on talent and strength. Disciples who fail the assessment will be kicked out of the martial arts gym even if they have backgrounds.

Therefore, in the entire Heishi County, the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall can be said to be the only place where civilian warriors like us can make our mark.

In the beginning, when Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall was not famous, disciples from big families with money and backgrounds would not come to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts.

Now that Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall has become famous, it has naturally attracted those rich and powerful disciples.

However, the owner of the gym will only teach White Ape Tongjiquan to one person in each session. Those rich and powerful disciples are born with more resources than us.

There are medicinal baths, and you can learn martial arts from others and open a small stove. How can we compare with others?

Originally, there was only one quota for each class of disciples, but in the end it was occupied by those rich and powerful disciples. Of course we were aggrieved!

Brother Han, your defeat of Guo Mingyuan this time can be said to have made us disciples from civilian backgrounds breathe a sigh of relief.

So what if they are rich and powerful? Same waste! "

Zhao Jinming became more and more excited as he talked, and others also followed suit.

Han Zheng nodded thoughtfully and clinked glasses with them.

No matter in the previous life or in this world, there has never been absolute fairness.

In fact, it is normal for Mr. Zhou and others to do so. They have been in politics for three generations. Why do you, a weakling, talk to them about fairness?

What makes Zhao Jinming and others feel aggrieved and angry is not that Guo Mingyuan has medicinal bath assistance and can spend money to learn other martial arts and open a small stove.

It's that he obviously has so much money and so many opportunities, but he still wants to snatch their little chance.

Among the former disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts School, except for a few warriors with civilian origins who were not very famous at the beginning, they could be taught the White Ape Arm Fist.

Later, as those rich and powerful disciples joined, almost all the first places were occupied by them.

Only this time there were two outliers, Han Zheng and Chen Zhao, which was a relief to warriors like them who were born as civilians.

But it is a pity that Chen Zhao was defeated by Song Tianqing, leaving only Han Zheng as their last hope.

“Brother Han, remember to be careful tomorrow and don’t hold anything back.

Song Tianqing's methods are ruthless and vicious. If you hold back, he won't hold back. "

After drinking and eating, a martial arts disciple warned Han Zheng sincerely.

He had fought against Song Tianqing before and knew how ruthless the opponent was.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Han Zheng went straight home.

But just after walking through an alley, Han Zheng suddenly stopped and frowned.

"Who? Come out!"

In the shadow of the alley, an old man wearing a robe, with white hair and meticulously combed his hair, walked out slowly.

Han Zheng thought it was the Sanhe Gang who had discovered something again, but he didn't expect it to be an old man with no kung fu.

And Han Zheng felt that the other person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

After thinking about it carefully, Han Zheng finally remembered that the other party seemed to be an old shopkeeper under Song Tianqing.

When Song Tianqing was ostracized by the entire Song family, he turned a store from loss to profit with an old shopkeeper who also had no real power.

During the big class at the martial arts school, the old shopkeeper also came to deliver meals to Song Tianqing in person.

"My name is Zheng Zhishan. You should have met me. I'm here today to negotiate a deal with you."

Zheng Zhishan stood with his hands behind his back, took out a silver note and stared at Han Zheng: "Tomorrow you will compete with my young master. As long as you voluntarily admit defeat, this thousand taels of silver will be yours!"