The martial arts training ground is spacious and flat, with dozens of stone locks of large, medium and small sizes on display. There are eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds on the weapon rack, all of which are polished and sparkling with cold light.
Two people stood in the middle, almost the same height, with solemn expressions.
The man on the left, who is about forty years old, has a terrifying scar on his stern face, is wearing a snow-white navy uniform, and has gold stars shining on his shoulders. He looks majestic. He is Nie Zhandong, the naval commander of the Kingdom of Haguenam, nicknamed "Crazy Dragon."
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The one on the right is only twenty years old, with a fair and handsome face, a pair of cold star-like eyes flashing with a cynical gaze, and a casual dress. He is Ximen Lang, the head of the Huamen, and the second prince of his country.
Gathered around were Zhang Xiaofeng and the queens, a group of senior officials and their wives, girls such as Zhuque, as well as princes and princesses such as Zhang Juanjuan and Zhang Haoyu, as well as members of the security forces and many maids in the palace. There were hundreds of people in total, and everyone was looking at them.
Gathered on the two people in the venue.
The little princes and princesses had all learned kung fu and were worried about their second brother's safety, so they couldn't help but whisper.
"I heard that Kuanglong's martial arts is very powerful, second only to dad. Can second brother do it?"
"For the sake of my second sister-in-law Yaoyao, I have to do it even if I can't. There is no one in our family who is afraid of death."
"It's just that for a woman, my second brother fought with him..."
In the field, Nie Zhandong said in a deep voice: "Let's get started."
Ximenlang clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Nie, please give me some advice."
Nie Zhandong snorted coldly, with a cruel smile on his lips, "You're welcome, just use whatever skills you have. Your kid's behavior made me very angry, so I'm going to give you a good beating to make you remember a little longer.
Some girls cannot be blasphemed by you."
Although the other party was Ximen Lang's elder and might be his father-in-law in the future, his repeated arrogant attitude still angered him.
Ximen Lang thought to himself, in public, you don't give me any face, so don't blame me for being unkind, let's decide the outcome with our real skills. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said lightly
Smiling, "Okay, I'd rather be taught a lesson by Uncle Nie."
Before the fight between the two started, the high-ranking officials onlookers already had a new view of Ximen Lang. This boy had indeed changed a lot. He had tolerated the arrogant attitude of the mad dragon again and again, but this self-cultivation, calmness and calmness were the most important thing.
It is difficult for some young people to do this. It seems that he has really changed!
"Stop talking nonsense and do it. Don't think this will make me show mercy." Nie Zhandong shook his arms, and suddenly, the joints in his body made a crackling sound like exploding beans, as if he wanted to give the opponent a blow.
"Okay, I'm here..." After speaking, Ximen Lang rushed over fiercely, and struck the opponent's chest with his iron fist. The movement was so fast and the force was so fierce that everyone was stunned, with disbelief on their faces.
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For a moment, everyone held their breath and looked over. With this swift blow, they already realized what it means to "see each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Nie Zhandong's eyes. This boy was so fast and his fists were so fierce. He really had a few hits. It seemed that his years in country Z were not wasted.
"Hi……"
With a roar, Nie Zhandong launched into action quickly, like a giant white dragon emerging from the clouds. With a strong posture, he rushed towards the opponent's iron fist. He opened his left hand and placed it on Ximen Lang's right arm like a dragon's claw.
The side was broken off, using a move in the hand that splits tendons and bones, "Golden Eagle Twists Snake!"
This move alone made those high-ranking officials cheer. Over the years, Zhan Dong has rarely been seen making moves. Unexpectedly, his martial arts has improved to such an extent. This score alone is enough to defeat the first-class masters.
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Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. He was indeed the famous Mad Dragon, so domineering. His left hand used the Golden Eagle Twisting Snake, and his right hand was still behind. If the previous move didn't work, it would immediately change into "Osmanthus Breaking Branches." If Xiaolang
If you cannot parry well, you may fail in one move or lose all your opportunities, thus falling into a passive situation.
Worry flashed in the eyes of many queens. Nie Zhandong is so fierce and has superb martial arts skills. Can Xiaolang be his opponent?
Zhuque and others were quite confident at first, thinking that with Xiaolang's skills, they should be able to defeat their opponent. However, now that they saw the scarface's true kung fu, they were all astonished. The opponent's strength far exceeded their expectations.
I was in a cold sweat.
Ximen Lang felt the sharp claw tightening around his arm, and was startled. The mad dragon really lived up to its reputation. I have to be careful. The masters were fighting with each other, and their hands were fast and their eyes were quick. With a glance, he noticed that Nie Zhandong's right hand was about to move, and he knew it in his heart.
, this is a series of combination attacks, which will be followed continuously and cannot be underestimated.
Pain came from his right arm, which made Ximen Lang dare not be careless. He thought to himself that he might as well have a head-on confrontation, thus proving that I am not a useless guy.
"Ouch!"
Ximen Lang roared wildly, Hunyuan Gong surged in his body, his arm turned over violently, his palm turned into a sharp claw, and he violently placed it on Nie Zhandong's forearm. Immediately, his left hand transformed into a dragon's mouth, grabbing the opponent's right wrist, and
What he used was the great grappling skill.
Seeing this scene, all the senior officials had surprised expressions on their faces. Some of them couldn't help but let out a sigh, thinking to themselves that this guy was very well guarded.
Zhang Xiaofeng smiled and nodded, "Very good, Xiaolang is very smart. In this way, it is impossible for Zhan Dong to do anything to him in a short period of time."
Nie Zhandong frowned, "You brat, you're quite difficult to deal with. It seems like you can't do anything to the opponent without using real force. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"
Currently, there are two people on the court with one arm intertwined, and their bodies are moving back and forth like one-piece puppets. They are twisting wildly, jumping up and down, or suddenly spinning. Their arms are like welded movable joints, and they are trying to subdue each other.
They were restraining each other and twisting back and forth, making a rattling sound that made people worried. If one of them could not support themselves, it would easily lead to the entire arm bone being broken and the body to be seriously injured.
On the other hand, the movable arms of both sides flashed at high speeds, attacking each other, and all they rushed towards were the joints of the other party. The movements were so fast that it was dazzling. In the end, all you could see was the arms shaking back and forth, and many phantoms appeared.
But he couldn't tell whose it was, and he used his close-quarters grappling skills to the extreme.
Many high-ranking officials were ashamed. They never expected that the second prince, who originally had mediocre martial arts skills, became so powerful after practicing in country Z. He actually survived the confrontation with the mad dragon. It must be said that a miracle was born.