The eldest and second eldest brother looked at the stage with their arms folded, with a hint of disdain.\%_%_Original_Creation%_%\
Although Zhuo Yifan looked frightened and frankly rejected the opportunity given to him by Miss Shui Yunyao, his insistence on competing with Lao San made them a little bit curious about this man.
But when they thought about it, Zhuo Yifan suspected that he wanted to show off in front of the young lady and win her favor.
Shui Yunyao stood nervously below, her hands on both sides of her thighs clenched tightly into fists. She seemed particularly worried about Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan and Lao San first bowed to each other, then moved their hands and feet slightly, watching each other warily.[
When the competition began, Zhuo Yifan did not give in, but struck preemptively.
After silently reciting a set of martial arts techniques in his mind, he suddenly felt the blood in his body boiling, and waves of power seemed to flow to his limbs endlessly, and his confidence in victory doubled.
He turned his hand into a knife and swooped forward. His dazzling palm skills made Lao San frown slightly. This boy is not simple!
The third child was no ordinary person either. Facing Zhuo Yifan's violent attacks, he responded calmly.
He carefully looked at Zhuo Yifan's moves, used his years of experience to make the most accurate judgment in the shortest time, and then counterattacked Zhuo Yifan's weaknesses, and he did not fall behind.
Zhuo Yifan was secretly shocked. No wonder the three people looked at him with disdain. It turned out that he was indeed someone with good intentions!
Such strength can indeed be called a strong one, and it seems that he can no longer hide his abilities.
As soon as the strength of the hand changed, the seemingly fancy movements began to become dark and powerful, weird and unpredictable. Occasionally, the unintentional and unnecessary movements made Lao San suffer a lot. As long as he is careless, he will be hit. Although the strength is
It's not big, but it's uncomfortable.
Zhuo Yifan stepped forward with both feet, and struck at Lao San's forehead with his right hand. The other hand was on his waist, ready to attack. Lao San quickly turned back and dodged the palm.
Zhuo Yifan's left hand came one after another.
Lao San had to take Zhuo Yifan's move head-on, use his right hand, and then collide with Zhuo Yifan's left hand in the air.
Zhuo Yifan, who had been blocked from attacking, was knocked back five meters away by Lao San's strong palm skills. His chest felt tight and his body was a little unstable. Lao San was not much better, his mouth was so shocked that his whole arm hurt.
They are all sour and numb, like being eaten by ants.
"Boy, your martial arts moves are very strange. Who did you learn from?" Lao San asked, holding his arms.
Zhuo Yifan shook his head slightly, and did not evade the third child's question, but answered calmly: "Master, the master of the Huajian Sect—Hua Yun."
As soon as these words came out, except for Shui Yunyao who was not aware of these martial arts affairs and was a little confused, the three coaches all froze.
Huajian Sect! These three words hit their hearts like a heavy hammer.
There are also some famous sects hidden in the martial arts world. They have always been low-key, but their strength is extremely powerful. Huajianmen is one of them. The leader of Huajianmen, Hua Nongying, was once a powerful martial arts hero. He created Huajianmen
Jianjue is unique in the martial arts world and recruits martial arts practitioners from all over the world. However, more than ten years ago, Huajianmen strangely faded out of the martial arts world, and many of the martial arts disciples who admired Huajianmen left sadly.
Huajianmen is also gradually forgotten by the world.
But some people still vaguely remember this once glorious sect. These three coaches heard about this powerful sect and the name of the last heir more than ten years ago when they were all rookies in martial arts.
