Although Wu Guangfu and his group were dissatisfied, southern Sichuan was Lin Tiannan's territory, so they could only be kept out for a while and could not get close to Lushan Terrace. People on both sides were full of gunpowder and could break out at any time.
Upon seeing this, Ye Chen edited a message and sent it to Wu Guangfu. After Wu Guangfu saw it, he led everyone in northern Sichuan to calm down, but he was still anxious inside.
It can be said that this battle not only determines Ye Chen's fate, but also determines the fate of the heroes in northern Sichuan.
"Everyone!"
At this moment, an old man dressed in Tangmen clothing suddenly flew onto the stage and landed in the center of Lelu Mountain Platform.
"There is still half an hour before noon. All of you sitting here are colleagues in the martial arts community in Sichuan Province. Our second master is worried that you will be bored waiting, so I have asked you to inform everyone that before noon, interested martial arts circles
Colleagues can come on stage to discuss ideas and spend their free time!"
After the old man finished speaking, he cupped his hands to the surroundings and quickly stepped off the stage and left.
The warriors around Lushan Platform all looked at each other with a touch of fiery expressions.
Everyone sitting here is a martial artist. This Lushan Terrace can be said to be an excellent place for competitions and exchanges. Moreover, there are so many martial arts masters from Sichuan Province present. Many people want to show their skills on the stage. Maybe one of them will be defeated.
A well-known master can become famous in one battle.
Suddenly, there was a commotion beside the Lushan Stage. Many people were gearing up and eager to try, but no one really dared to be the first to take the stage.
There were many masters present, and those warriors who knew that their cultivation was low naturally did not dare to go up to show their shame. However, almost all the real masters knew each other, and no one wanted to go up and hurt the harmony.
The atmosphere was silent for more than ten minutes. Suddenly, a figure jumped several feet and reached the Lushan Terrace.
The man on stage was a thin middle-aged man, his face was a little sickly pale, but his eyes were sharp, like a hawk hunting prey.
As soon as he came on stage, he turned his eyes and looked directly at an old man with black hair and long beard sitting on the right front of Ye Chen.
"Mr. Qian, how about you come on stage and try your hand at it?"
The black-haired old man stood up and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Why not?"
After he finished speaking, his figure shot out like lightning, fell straight onto the stage, and stood opposite the middle-aged man.
When the two men came on stage, they immediately caused a burst of exclamation from everyone watching around them. Even Wu Rongguang's face trembled slightly and his eyes suddenly focused.
"I never expected that these two people would compete on stage!"
Wu Yuexuan heard this and asked curiously: "Grandpa, who are they two?"
Wu Rongguang still looked at the two of them and spoke in a low voice.
"Twelve-way tan legs, Qian Zhong!"
"Iron Fist, Guo Songnian!"
"These two are also well-known masters in the martial arts circles of Sichuan Province, and they are real combatants. They often go to other people's sects to compete and challenge, and they are also called fighting madmen!"
Wu Rongguang stroked his beard lightly and nodded slightly.
"It seems that among the people who come to Lushan this time, there is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"
"In addition to the battle between Tang Dunru and Ye Lingtian, we can also see other masters competing against each other!"
Wu Yuexuan, the two people in the stands were in amazing momentum and were about to start a fight. They also had pretty faces and were excited and looking forward to it.
Ye Chen, who was sitting aside, always had calm eyes and an indifferent expression, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a powerful explosion on the field, and Qian Zhong, an old man in black, stepped on the stage and landed heavily on the stage.
"Click!"
When he stepped out with his foot, the surface of the stone platform suddenly cracked, and the cracks spread out like spider webs. Just this foot caused the colors of many warriors present to change.
"Let's do it!"
Qian Zhong stood on one foot, like a steel pillar inserted into the stone platform, as stable as Mount Tai, and waved to Guo Songnian.
"What a twelve-way tan leg!"
Guo Songnian's eyes changed slightly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was blazing. He loves martial arts like crazy. His goal in this life is to be able to fight against all the masters in the world and stand at the top of the Chinese martial arts world like the "Four Wonders".
After he finished speaking, his fists turned into palms, and he stepped forward and rushed forward. In an instant, he was half a foot in front of Qian Zhong, and punched out, his arms were like steel.
"Well done!"
Qian Zhong didn't panic at all. Instead, he laughed out loud. He raised one foot high, jumped lightly, and then slammed it down from high altitude, like a swinging giant hammer, and the wind made a sound in his legs.
Guo Songnian did not shy away from giving in. He poured his inner strength into his arms and raised his fists high. He was actually preparing to fight Qian Zhong for a head-on blow.
"Bang!"
The fists and legs connected, and a loud bang spread from the stage, making both of them tremble.
Guo Songnian stepped on the table with his feet and took three steps back. Qian Zhong flipped upside down in the air and took half a step back after landing.
Many discerning people have seen three and a half-inch deep footprints on the table where Guo Songnian's feet were, and Qian Zhong's right leg was trembling slightly.
This blow was obviously evenly matched.
"Haha, so happy!"
Qian Zhong laughed loudly, stamped his right foot suddenly, and rushed forward again. His legs were as flexible as his hands, and he swept out one whip after another with side kicks.
Naturally, Guo Songnian refused to retreat or evade. His fists were fierce and fierce. Each punch was stronger than the other. He struck from different directions and angles. For a moment, the shadows of his legs and fists were flying across the stage, which was dizzying for everyone to see.
Every time the two of them fight, there will be an explosive sound, and fine gravel will explode on the stone platform. Whether it is strength or speed, the two of them have exploded to the extreme.
Wu Yuexuan watched with great interest. The kicks and punches of the two people on the stage were exploded by the strong wind. They were so powerful that she secretly marveled. This is the power and charm that a strong person should have.
"Grandpa, how do these two compare to you?"
She suddenly asked Wu Rongguang.
Wu Rongguang watched the fight between the two on the field. Although he did not move his gaze, his expression did not show any surprise or emotion.
Hearing Wu Yuexuan's question, a touch of pride suddenly appeared on his face, and he stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "Even if the two of them join forces, they will not be my opponent!"
"Anyone who confronts me will defeat them within thirty moves!"
Although the two people on the field are indeed strong, they are only in the early stage of master craftsmanship. Compared with him in the later stage of master craftsmanship, there is still a huge gap. Even if they are two together, he can still defeat them easily.
"Sure enough, grandpa is still awesome!"
After hearing this, Wu Yuexuan beamed and felt very proud.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Ye Chen aside, wanting to see how shocked Ye Chen would be after seeing these martial arts masters fighting, but when she saw this, she was immediately frozen in place.
Ye Chen was not watching the battle. He actually closed his eyes slightly, leaned on the chair, breathed evenly, and seemed to be asleep.
"this guy"
Wu Yuexuan was speechless to Ye Chen. Ye Chen didn't seem to be interested in such a wonderful scene. How could he fall asleep on the spot?
If it weren't for Hanfeng Hanyun and Han Feng Hanyun sitting behind Ye Chen, she would have been tempted to wake Ye Chen up and let him watch the battle between martial arts masters.
How did she know that in Ye Chen's eyes, the competition between the two was like a fight between children? He was not even interested in opening his eyes to watch a fight of this level.
On the Lushan platform, the two men finally pushed away from the fight. Qian Zhong's right foot was condensing internal strength, rolling around at any time, the air trembling slightly, and he had already reached the peak of his momentum.
Guo Songnian stretched out his fists in a cross shape, his arms were a bit thicker than those of ordinary people, and he was ready to go.
The next moment, the two men's figures suddenly rose up at the same time, charging forward, and their punches and legs had already collided with each other.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, as if something exploded. Although the air wave spread across the stage, gravel flew, and the momentum was shocking.
Many warriors on the side of the stage were dumbfounded, and many warriors sighed in surprise. This is the power possessed by the martial arts master.