Iron Cross Fire

At this moment, Ye Yun smiled slightly, and then shouted: "Bring Yu Zongtian up."

As soon as the voice fell, a sound of iron chains was heard on the stage.

Instantly, the whole audience was silent, and everyone couldn't help but look over.

They all wanted to see how this person, who was known as one of the four Dharma Kings of Changsheng Hall, was now in such a miserable state!

"Hurry up!" Two Wudang disciples came up with Yu Zongtian.

At this time, Yu Zongtian didn't look like a lion king at all? His hands and feet were locked with heavy iron chains, his hair was messy, his body was covered with blood, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he didn't look like a strong man at all.

However, his eyes were a bit unruly.

Seeing his state, many people were disappointed, the whole audience booed, and some even whistled.

This is the Golden Lion Dharma King.

There's nothing special about him.

Yu Zongtian ignored the gazes of the people around him. His eyes were fixed on Ye Yun and the masters of the six major sects beside him. He sneered, "You despicable villains, you still claim to be famous and righteous? You set up an ambush when I was not prepared. A dozen people besieged me. Don't you feel ashamed?"

At this time, Yu Zongtian felt indescribable resentment in his heart. If you use words to describe it, it is a tiger in the plain being bullied by a dog.

After Yu Zongtian's voice fell, the masters of the six major sects were a little embarrassed. Indeed, they were able to capture Yu Zongtian alive, and the means were indeed dishonorable.

Seeing that they did not respond, Yu Zongtian could not help laughing up to the sky, with no fear on his face, and shouted, "Nothing to say? You so-called famous and righteous people, you captured me just to want the Taixuan Sutra? I tell you, even if I tear it apart, I will not let you get what you want! Kill me if you want to kill me, cut me if you want to cut me, frown, I will be unworthy of my life!"

Resounding!

Hearing his words, Yue Feng's eyes flickered, and his heart was touched, with a faint admiration. I didn't expect that Yu Mo's grandfather had such a heroic spirit. Compared with him, the people from the six major sects present were so weak! ŴŴŴ.

On the other side, Yu Mo's delicate body trembled and she almost cried. She felt that her heart was broken, and her eyes were red.

At this moment, Ye Yun walked onto the trial platform, quickly stretched out his hand, and sealed Yu Zongtian's mute point.

If he continued to scold, how could the six major sects save their face?

"Take him away!" Ye Yun said coldly, then walked back to the center of the stage and cleared his throat: "Okay, everyone has seen that this lion king is very stubborn. Who can get the right to deal with him will see in a while. Let's stop talking nonsense and start the competition now!" But then, Ye Yun spoke again: "But I have to say in advance that this competition is not a competition. On the ring, fists and feet have no eyes, and life and death are left to fate! If someone unfortunately dies in the battle, it is also normal. Those who are afraid of death, don't come! Everyone present, any young people who want to show their skills, please come up!" At this time, the whole audience was silent, and the young disciples of various sects were eager to try! But no one wanted to take the lead. "I'll go first!" After a short silence, a burly young man walked onto the stage. His hair was messy and he looked dirty. At first glance, he was a disciple of the Beggar Gang. The young man clasped his fists to the people around him: "I am Chen San from the Beggars' Sect. Who would like to ask for advice?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin man slowly walked out of the crowd of Kunlun Sect disciples. He jumped lightly and landed in front of Chen San. He smiled slightly and said, "Tan Yongsheng from the Kunlun Sect, please teach me!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.

Everyone could feel that Tan Yongsheng from the Kunlun Sect was a fourth-level martial artist. However, Chen San from the Beggars' Sect was introverted and could not be detected at all.

However, judging from his age, he would not be older than a general.

Chen San smiled slightly and looked up and down at Tan Yongsheng: "No need to talk nonsense, I can let you make a move first, and I won't fight back."

What?

This Chen San is so confident.

He actually wants to let Tan Yongsheng make a move?

After hearing this, there was an uproar in the audience.

Tan Yongsheng seemed to feel contempt, his face was ashen, and he sneered: "Since you are looking for death, then you can't blame me."

After the voice fell, he suddenly roared, his body shot up, and punched Chen San fiercely! This punch, he used all his strength! Even a big tree can be easily broken.

Bang.

This punch hit Chen San's body firmly, and Chen San stood there steadily, as solid as a rock!

What?

Tan Yongsheng's face changed, and the next second, he felt a sharp pain from his hand. Looking down, the whole fist and finger bones were broken!

"Ah..." Tan Yongsheng couldn't help but screamed, looking at Chen San in disbelief, terrified!

"Dragon Subduing Skill?"

Dragon Subduing Skill is the unique skill of the Beggar Gang. After practicing it, the defense is amazing! To practice this skill, you need to have extremely high talent! But I didn't expect that the inconspicuous Chen San in front of me actually practiced this unique skill.

Chen San smiled coldly: "I've already let you take one move, it's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Tan Yongsheng in the chest!

"Puff..."

Tan Yongsheng had no time to dodge, his body flew out directly, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted directly, his life or death unknown!

Hiss!

This Beggar Gang disciple is so strong?

Many people around took a breath of cold air, and they were all stunned at this time!

Yue Feng frowned secretly, and he was also interested at this time. It seems that this lion-slaying conference is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Unexpectedly, the first fight was so exciting.

Several Kunlun disciples came up quickly and lifted Tan Yongsheng down.

At this time, Chen San looked proud and looked around the audience: "Who else is coming up to challenge?!"

His own dragon-subduing skills are strong in defense, and opponents of the same level can't hurt him at all!

Everyone looked at each other. Ji Yun in the audience couldn't help but nodded. It's really a hero in his youth. Chen San is so young, but he has mastered this kind of skills!

"Classmates, who has the confidence to beat Chen San?" Ji Yun asked.

Everyone shook their heads. This Chen San is too powerful. What if he is beaten to death on the stage?

At this time, Tang Xin laughed and said, "Teacher, isn't Yue Feng a first-level general? He can beat Teacher King Kong. Let him go up..."

After saying this, the whole class laughed.

Ji Yun also forced a smile. She was watching the fight between Yue Feng and King Kong that day. She saw it clearly. The reason why Yue Feng won was because King Kong didn't hurt him after punching him, and he was a little confused at the time. Yue Feng took this opportunity to sneak attack King Kong, which was how he won.

So without the sneak attack, Yue Feng would definitely not be able to beat King Kong.

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