On the martial arts stage, Liu Mang glanced at the audience with a tiger-like gaze.
There were many people on the ground who had just been knocked unconscious by him.
When other people who were not on stage were caught by his gaze, they could not help but lower their heads and did not dare to look at them.
Liu Mang smiled arrogantly and shouted to the three senior brothers and sisters at the top, "The positions of the disciples of Chizhu Peak and the supporting fists can now be determined."
"I can guarantee that no one can be stronger than me!"
Hearing Liu Mang's shouting, his three senior brothers and sisters looked at each other.
This martial arts tournament does not necessarily have to last for a certain number of days before selecting the strongest one. It can be stopped at any time once the right person is selected.
Second senior brother Li Bingqiang said, "This kid is really fierce, I am far inferior to him."
Fourth senior brother Yang Zhe agreed, "It's indeed brutal enough, but if we wait a little longer, there might be something even more fierce."
Fifth senior sister Huang Saixian couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "You big-headed devil, you must not hesitate at this time!"
Huang Saixian smiled brightly, and stepped forward with his slim body, "Your martial arts are indeed amazing, and you are qualified enough to be our assistant in Chizhu Peak. But you don't know your inheritance?"
"Qian family, Qian Kun." Liu Mang said proudly.
Huang Saixian nodded without surprise. She had expected it. After all, the Qian family's iron sand palm was still very famous. At this moment, it was just a routine confirmation.
"Welcome to be the assistant of Chizhu Peak. I will take you to get the silver reward later. As for the guidance of the famous master, you will find out after you enter our peak."
Then she cupped her fists and greeted the people participating in the competition around her, saying, "All the heroes and heroes here are able to travel thousands of miles to participate in my martial arts competition at Chizhu Peak. The little girl is also very grateful.
For this reason, I decided to hold a feast for one day at the Shuiyunjian Restaurant in the town. I hope you all can enjoy it!"
After hearing this, those who were beaten down by Liu Mang looked much better.
Liu Mang also nodded secretly in his heart, this senior sister who is similar to himself really knows how to behave.
Why did you come all the way to participate in the martial arts tournament? That's just a polite comment. Not many people here came specifically for this, it just happened to be a meeting.
After settling everyone on the field, the Chizhu Peak Martial Arts Tournament has successfully completed its goal.
Second senior brother Li Bingqiang was the first to rush up and opened his arms to Liu Mang, "Welcome, welcome!"
Liu Mang put on a stinky face and ignored his actions, but followed Huang Saixian closely.
Li Bingqiang laughed without any embarrassment.
He is in a good mood at the moment. After recruiting such a fierce person, the Red Devil Pool will definitely be saved. This small flaw is nothing!
Liu Mang followed Huang Saixian and heard her say, "Mr. Qian, please come with me. I will get the banknote to you later."
Liu Mang nodded proudly and glanced around casually.
The secret contact person of Silver Fox must be observing him nearby. Since he got the assistant boxing under his identity as Qian Kun, they will contact him sooner or later.
The other end.
Everyone in Jiangcheng saw that Chi Yanfeng had successfully recruited an assisting fist, but he had not done anything yet, and many of them looked not very good-looking.
After all, many people have just boasted and said things like ruining the situation.
Although there is a saying that the law does not punish the public, they always feel uncomfortable when they see the smiling eyes of Fang Qingtang and a few other women.
At this time, the disciples of the Changsheng Sect said, "It's not the Heavenly Fire Conference now, why are we provoking that assistant?"
The ones we originally had to deal with were Zhong Yulong’s disciples, so since we can exclusively ask for advice on Chizhu Peak’s martial arts, that assistant wouldn’t have a chance to help.”
"If they lose, it means that Chizhu Peak's martial arts are not good enough!"
"What a great idea!" The others' eyes lit up.
A group of disciples from Jiangcheng, headed by Yan Zhiyu from the Jiquan Sect, immediately blocked the way of Liu Mang and others.
Li Bingqiang couldn't help but asked loudly, "I wonder why you stopped me waiting?"
Liu Mang also looked at Jiangcheng's group and saw old acquaintances such as Fang Qingtang and Wang Yuanjian.
Yan Zhiyu said in a cold voice, "I have long heard that Chizhu Peak's Crazy Fist is profound and profound, so I am here today to ask for advice!"
Hearing this, Liu Mang couldn't help but frown.
The other party had come prepared, specifically to ask for advice on Chizhu Peak's martial arts, and he couldn't get involved.
The other party directly called their names, and with so many people watching at the scene, it was impossible for the three people from Chizhu Peak to back down.
Second Senior Brother Li Bingqiang stood up directly and said with a smile, "Why not, I, Li Bingqiang, will come and meet you for a while!"
"Ji Fist Sect, Yan Zhiyu!"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The two jumped directly onto the martial arts stage and started fighting quickly!
Jiquan vs Crazy Quanquan!
They are all of the same lineage of external skills, so naturally they use the most primitive power to collide.
The two muscular men were full of vitality and blood, shining with a silver-white luster. They opened and closed each move, desperately attacking various vital parts of each other's body.
Everyone outside was staring closely at the stage.
Gradually, the faces of the people on the Jiangcheng side looked happy, while the faces of the people on the Chizhu Peak side looked less good.
After fighting for more than ten moves, Li Bingqiang was clearly at a disadvantage.
His external skills were no worse than Yan Zhiyu's, but the intensity of his boxing skills was quite different. Yan Zhiyu would often hit him with three punches before he could return two punches.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Li Bingqiang's defeat is only a matter of time.
Sure enough, after another thirty or forty moves, Yan Zhiyu hit Li Bingqiang hard in the chest with a punch, knocking Li Bingqiang off the martial arts stage and forcing him to stumble back ten steps. Stand firm.
"Crazy Fist is nothing more than that!" Yan Zhiyu yelled arrogantly.
Li Bingqiang's face turned red. Facts speak louder than words. He had indeed lost.
But he was very unwilling to bring down the reputation of Chizhu Peak's martial arts.
It's about the reputation of Chizhu Peak. Yang Zhe, an honest Buddhist man, couldn't help but jumped out, "Let me, Yang Zhe, come and ask for your advice!"
Yan Zhiyu sneered, "I hope you can last longer than your classmates!"
The two sides soon exchanged hands on the martial arts stage.
However, Yang Zhe was even worse than Li Bingqiang. After fighting for about ten moves, he was already in a shaky state.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Zhe was anxious to restore the reputation of Chizhu Peak, and his mentality was a bit unbalanced. He punched too hastily and exposed some flaws.
Yan Zhiyu caught the opportunity and punched him in the body. As a result, he was missing one step and another, making it difficult for him to have a chance to make a comeback.
Only a muffled groan was heard, and Yan Zhiyu punched Yang Zhe in the lower abdomen!
Then he took advantage of the gap where Yang Zhe was flying backwards, quickly approached, and hit Yang Zhe's chin with another uppercut, sending him flying into the sky!
Blood and teeth spilled from mid-air.
Yang Zhe hit the ground with a 'bang' and couldn't get up for a while!
"Bah!" Yan Zhiyu spat on the ground and laughed, "Is this the so-called martial arts of Chizhu Peak? It's too weak! It's simply too weak!"
The words were extremely humiliating, and even the most obtuse person could tell that the person coming from behind was evil.
At this time, the people watching around were also talking a lot.
"Why does this Chizhu Peak feel like it's not working well? Isn't there a famous person in charge of it?"
"Just because the master is great doesn't mean the apprentice is great, and I feel that their boxing skills are just average."
"This kid just stepped on Chizhufeng's face into the mud, it was so cruel!"
Li Bingqiang's face turned red and purple when he heard everyone's comments and doubts on their faces.
He hurriedly jumped on the stage to help his junior brother Yang Zhe, and argued, "It's not that Chizhu Peak's martial arts is not good, it's that we are not good at it!"
"Then you can prove it?" Yan Zhiyu sneered.
Huang Saixian walked out lightly at this time, and responded crisply, "If Chizhu Peak's martial arts is not good, how can it train a famous person?"
On the Jiangcheng side, the men of the Cai family also immediately retorted, "Everyone knows that Zhong Yulong is an abandoned disciple of Lantao Temple and has learned a lot. Just because he can become a famous disciple does not mean that Chizhu Peak's martial arts are strong!"
"If you want proof, let your fists do the talking!"
"Yes! Talk with your fists!" Jiangcheng people shouted.
Huang Saixian bit his red lips and was about to end it himself.
However, she has the shortest number of years of martial arts training. Although she has the best talent among the three, her strength is not as good as her two senior brothers.
At this moment, Liu Mang, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly walked out and said with an arrogant look.
"Let me teach you the clever tricks of the Ji Fist Sect."
Yan Zhiyu's expression changed slightly, and then he sneered, "Your Iron Sand Palm is indeed powerful, but even if you beat me, it won't change the fact that Chizhu Peak's martial arts is incompetent!"
"No, no." Liu Mang shook his head, "I will fight you with Crazy Fist!"
"Master Zhong once taught me, the head of the Qian family, back then, and I was lucky enough to learn a few moves of Crazy Fist."
"Do you want to defeat me with just a few moves?" Yan Zhiyu's expression turned completely cold. This guy was just looking through the cracks in the door.
"It doesn't matter how many Sanshou moves you make, I can still beat you to the ground and leave you with teeth everywhere." Liu Mang said proudly.
His gaze was so arrogant that his nostrils almost turned to the sky.
Crazy?
Who has Liu Mangkuang who transforms into Qian Kun?
"You don't know how high the sky is, I'm standing here, and I want to see how you can defeat me with the crazy fist!" Yan Zhiyu laughed angrily.
"Not now." Liu Mang said calmly, "I have just played dozens of games and am exhausted. I need to go inside and take a nap before going out to fight."
Wow!
The onlookers were all shocked at this moment. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Liu Mang still had some energy left and was not really tired. His words were probably meant to be humiliating.
Yan Zhiyu's complexion had turned from red to white, and then from white to green. He took a deep breath and said in a fierce voice, "Okay, so what's the point of me waiting here for you for an hour?"
I really want to see how you can defeat me with a few Sanshou moves!"
Liu Mang waved his hands disdainfully, and then, together with several senior brothers and sisters, walked to a room behind the martial arts stage. It looked like he was really ready to go back and rest.
In the courtyard, Huang Saixian looked curious, "Master Qian, has my master really taught you Crazy Boxing?"
Li Bingqiang and the injured Yang Zhe on the side also looked puzzled. After all, they had never heard Zhong Yulong talk about this matter.
"How is that possible? I lied to them." Liu Mang shook his head.
After hearing this, the expressions of Huang Saixian and the other three people suddenly changed.