Xiao Yunhe waved his sword lightly and said coldly: "My junior has admitted defeat, and I will fight you next."

Shi Dong seems rough but actually smart. Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat Leng Siyao even though he is at a disadvantage. At this moment, Xiao Yunhe, a Hanshan He who is famous in northern Sichuan, appears, and he is injured in both hands. Obviously, he is not an opponent, but he turned around and said to Hua Yourui: "Leng Siyao hasn't admitted defeat yet, and the fight with me has not ended. This Xiao He broke into the field. Is this illegal?"

"Do you want to argue with me for the rules of martial arts?" Hua Yourui stared at him with sharp eyes: "I have reminded me before that you should stop after winning the battle. Your claw just now obviously wanted to take human life. If he doesn't take action to stop it, I will also come on the field to stop it."

Shi Dong's heart tightened and shook his head and said, "This is not possible, that is not possible. What's the point of fighting? I admit defeat and won't fight." After that, he walked out with a swagger.

The Hanshan Sect disciples quickly helped Leng Siyao out of the scene. After some simple treatment, Leng Siyao recovered.

The old man in charge of the treatment said to Leng Yuntian: "Master, fortunately Siyao reacted quickly and blocked most of his opponent's strength with his sword, so he only broke three ribs and did not suffer major internal injuries. I gave him two Shunqi pills and rested for another three or four months. He would be cured."

Leng Yuntian covered his face with Han Shuang, looked at Leng Siyao, and whispered: "Respond quickly? I think he was underestimating the enemy! Didn't you learn from the lessons of last year's martial arts competition? Is the same mistakes really disappointed everyone. I punish you for one year in a confinement on the mountain and not to go down the mountain privately, so I bow to myself!"

Leng Siyao's face turned paler when he heard this, but he didn't dare to argue, so he could only respond in frustration: "Yes, father."

When he was being helped back to the inn and bedroom, Leng Siyao looked back. The two girls from the Xiaoyao Sect were lowering their heads and saying something, as if they were not paying attention to what was happening here at all, which made him feel disappointed again.

Xiao Yunhe defeated the four newly established sect leaders who followed the Bashan Sect one after another, and eventually lost to the disciples of the Bashan Sect because of too much internal energy.

Most new sects have a common problem. There are few disciples and insufficient strength. Often, only the leader is the leader, and even the Xiaoyao Sect was the same at the beginning, but the Bashan Sect is different.

Changping Town is a barren mountain town with a small population, and the Wu family is the only rich family in the town. He had inadvertently helped Wei Weiran, who had taught Wu Jianxiong, who was young and passionate about martial arts, in return. Later, the Great Zhou Dynasty was established. Wei Weiran did not want to be controlled by the Martial Arts Office and wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains, but he was unwilling to let his kung fu be buried. So he came to Changping Town, wanting to let Wu Jianxiong inherit his clothes.

Wu Jianxiong, who was already a young man, was overjoyed and served Wei Weiran like his own father. In the long run, Wei Weiran was used to being served by others and was no longer willing to live alone in the mountains. He simply lived in the Wu family and taught the Wu family martial arts at the same time, but asked the Wu family to keep secrets strictly and not let people know that he knew martial arts.

It was not until the new order was issued that Wu Jianxiong was moved by it. After many persuasions, the elderly Wei Weiran finally agreed to let the Wu family come out and establish a sect. After more than 20 years of dedicated practice, there were no less than 20 martial arts people in the Wu family at this time, and there were five or six martial arts experts. They could be called a martial arts family, so they made a big splash at the Chengdu martial arts competition.

The Hanshan Sect was established after the founding of the Great Zhou Kingdom. It received support from the court and developed rapidly. However, because the founder of Leng Aoxian died too early and the sect did not operate for a long time, there were not many powerful martial arts in the sect. Xiao Yunhe, who was second only to Leng Yuntian in the martial arts, was also defeated by many good players who were invited to help boxing. Next, the good players of the Bashan Sect appeared one by one, and took turns to fight with Leng Yuntian's brothers, and they had a victory or defeat. In the end, Wei Weiran and Wu Jianxiong had not yet appeared, and only Leng Yuntian was the strong player left in the Hanshan Sect. Such a record was even worse than the battle between the two factions at the martial arts competition last year.

Wu Jianbei (Wu Jianxiong's cousin) stood in the field and pointed at Leng Yuntian on the sidelines and smiled proudly: "President Leng, you are not on the field yet. Do you still want your disciples to take care of you? I have heavy hands. If I hurt one or two, don't blame me."

The Hanshan Sect's disciples glared at him.

Leng Yuntian couldn't keep his face calm anymore, so he raised his sword with a serious expression.

"President Leng, why not use a ox knife to kill a chicken? Let me leave this scene to the younger generation." With this delicate voice, a figure was like a yellow oriole spreading its wings, rushing into the venue lightly, holding its fists and saying, "Xiaoyao Sect Xue Yuting, please give me advice."

Wu Jianbei looked at the delicate girl in front of him, but did not dare to look down on her at all. He solemnly replied: "I have long admired the reputation of Xiaoyao's two swords. Today, I can understand Miss Xue's sword moves. It is Wu's honor. Please make a move."

Xue Yuting shook her head and said, "Since Senior Wu is using boxing moves, I should also face each other empty-handed."

After hearing this, Wu Jianbei felt that the other party looked down on him, and felt angry in his heart, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, Wu will come to learn about Miss Xue's tricks."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Yuting rushed towards him, bent her right hand into claws, and grabbed her head in the air, with extremely fast movements.

Wu Jianbei urgently sent a move from the monkey to the earth's fist to offer fruit, and hit the opponent's momentum with a single punch, trying to block the opponent's momentum.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the fist claws were touched, they immediately felt that the other person's fingers were as hard as hard, and the fingertips exuded a trace of energy, like five small knives, which made his fist hurt.

Wu Jianbei was shocked. He never expected that his opponent was so clawed at such a young age. He had been practicing the Ape Fu Di Fist taught by his master for more than 20 years. This pair of fists could break rocks and trees, but he could not stop his opponent's claw.

With this flash of thought, he had no time to think too much, so he hurriedly retracted his fist and lowered his head and rushed forward.

Xue Yuting grabbed Wu Jianbei's backhand and heard the "tearing" sound, she immediately scratched Wu Jianbei's back-hearted clothes, leaving five clear blood marks on her back.

Wu Jianbei endured the pain, raised his spirits, and carefully responded to the opponent's attack.

Xue Yuting's body is elegant, her moves are swift and erratic, and her claws are indestructible.

The Yuanli Fudi Fist was originally a set of flexible and changeable boxing techniques. However, under Xue Yuting's attack, Wu Jianbei was not as flexible as ape. Only Fudi left. Occasionally, he had to roll forward and jump backward to avoid the attack. The battle situation was indescribable.

Wu Jianxiong on the sidelines saw all this, and there was no arrogance when he first came, and a chill rose in his heart: Although his martial arts skills are better than Wu Jianbei, it is impossible to fight Wu Jianbei like now. If he went on the court in person, he would probably fall into a hard battle. Xiaoyao's double swords are so powerful!

He couldn't help but look at his master.

Wei Weiran, who had been closing his eyes before, looked at the field with a pale face.

The Hanshan Mountain Sect's disciples were very energetic and were also a little ashamed, because when the two disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect came to the inn, the Hanshan Sect, including Leng Yuntian, were a little disappointed: because they felt that the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Swords were indeed good, but they were not the opponent of Wei Weiran, the monster old man in Bashan. The head of the Xiaoyao Sect was too disrespectful to the Hanshan Sect and did not come in person.

Now that they saw Xue Yuting easily suppressing the difficult Wu Jianbei and gaining the upper hand, they immediately ignited hope again.

"I remember that the Xiaoyao Sect seemed to have used this kind of claw skills at last year's martial arts competition." Hua Yourui looked at the field and couldn't help but speak.

"Master Hua remembers that Miss Xue once used this kind of claw skills in the competition with the Feiyu Gang, and Miss Hu once also showed this kind of claw skills in the competition with the Danshan Gang. However, the claw skills used by Miss Xue were still a little unfamiliar at that time, so when the battle was midway, she changed to using swordsmanship to fight against the enemy. It seems that she has mastered her skills and can exert all the power of this claw skills. Wu Jianbei of the Bashan Sect is not weak in martial arts, but he has almost no power to fight back. This shows the power of this claw skills. I think it is no less than the dragon claw hands of Shaolin Temple, but I don't know what this claw skills is called?" Master Ling Miao was very curious.

"When the martial arts meeting of the two factions ends, you will know if you ask Xue Yuting directly." Hua Yourui said with a serious expression: "I think the reason why Xue Yuting can beat Wu Jianbei without the power to fight back is not only because of her claw skills. I'm afraid Xue Yuting's internal skills have been greatly improved compared to last year's martial arts competition. Otherwise, she would not be able to make such a mysterious claw skills so relaxed and comfortable...

The leader of Xiaoyao Sect is known as a magical master. It took only three years to make these disciples who have never practiced martial arts compete with you and me, and make the strength of the Xiaoyao Sect among the forefront of the Bashu Sect! Now more than half a year has passed, it seems that these disciples of Xiaoyao Sect have made great progress again, which is probably beyond your reach."

Master Lingmiao was silent.

At this time, Wu Jianbei was becoming more and more guilty when he was on the court. He felt that the opponent's move was getting faster and faster and more erratic. His sharp claws were all over his head and he greeted him in his chest...

When Wu Jianbei was already scared, his movements became slow without realizing it. After a little carelessness, Xue Yuting gently printed her claws on his shoulders.

The strong muscles that had been tempered for decades were like tofu, and were penetrated by Xue Yuting's white and tender fingers, and five blood holes were captured.

Wu Jianbei screamed, feeling a sharp pain in his right shoulder and was unable to lift it up again.

The claw shadows in the sky disappeared instantly. Xue Yuting stood in front of Wu Jianbei and said softly with apologeticism: "Senior Wu, how offended you! I just avoided my muscles, bones and veins. After I returned, I can mash them with fresh herbs that dispel cold and warm the yang and apply them to the wound. It will be fine after three days."
Chapter completed!