C190 Wu Gou

Zhang Jingxuan and Zheng Xingquan had seen the situation, and their thoughts were probably the same. If they could blurt out what they were thinking, they would most likely shout out words such as "No," "Stop, stop, and so on." However, the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding. Both of them held it in.

Because Chung Suizhu was not the only one on the opposite side of the battle.

As expected, Hee Jinfeng did not hesitate to destroy the flower in order to break the situation of the opponent relying on numbers to win. He wanted to heavily injure Chung Suizhu who came out first.

On the other side, the South Sea Young Master Ye had chosen Yuen Luoyuan as his opponent. It could be said that he had been intercepted by Yuen Luoyuan, and Lee Cunxiang was the oldest among the group who had attacked. However, he had chosen the youngest of them all, Gan Shichi. It seemed like he had no time to rescue Chung Suizhu.

Fortunately, there was still Ding Zhaoyun who had just walked out side by side with Chung Suizhu.

Although it seemed that his lightness skill was not as good as Chung Suizhu who was like a young swallow returning to the forest, but in a short distance... It would not be too far away. Seeing that Chung Suizhu was in danger as soon as she attacked, he could not help but make another choice. Ding Zhaoyun took a big step forward and threw a punch at Hee Jinfeng's palm.

The fist and palm collided. With a muffled sound, a strong wind spread to the left and right sides. Sand and stones flew everywhere, blowing the clothes of the people around them into the air. Hee Jinfeng's powerful punch and Ding Zhaoyun's seemingly casual palm strike. It looked like they were evenly matched.

Chung Suizhu saw the opportunity and finally understood what was happening. She quickly reacted and flew 30 meters away. Returning to the distance that was even further than the departure just now, you were still in shock. Her beautiful face was shocked by the scene just now and her face turned pale. After a moment of silence, it seemed that he could not join the battle anymore.

Almost everyone was affected by the collision just now, and they were all secretly shocked. One should know that although Ding Zhaoyun's name wasn't very famous, however, he was known to be invincible in the Divine Fist. In fact, his inner energy was deep. Nan Shaolin's hard body skill was unparalleled under the heavens. A pair of iron fists that could face him head on could be said to be as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns in recent years.

If not for his natural disposition of not wanting to socialize and socialize, and his stubborn temper being good, his reputation would definitely be much greater than it was now. Some people even said that his true ability could catch up to the Breeze Stronghold's Second Manager, Feng Jintao.

Unexpectedly, in today's battle, his opponent was only a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. He was actually able to fight evenly with Ding Zhaoyun. This really made people look at him in a new light. He was worthy of being called a young hero.

However, only Hee Jinfeng, who was the one involved in this battle, had the most real experience.

This palm strike that he was determined to get rid of was like hitting a wall. No, it was like hitting a mountain. The opponent's fist force seemed to be endless. This palm of his was like a tempestuous wave that struck the shore with a myriad of imposing auras. It seemed to be indestructible, but in the end, only foam remained. Moreover, it vanished without a trace in an instant.

It seemed that everyone was evenly matched, but Hee Jinfeng deeply felt that his opponent still had a lot of strength left, and he had used almost 90% of his strength in this palm strike. It could be considered that he was going all out.

His opponent's true strength was clearly above his own. Of course, Hee Jinfeng also knew that Ding Zhaoyun was at least half of his ally, but he wasn't 100% confident, so he still didn't dare to let his guard down.

Hee Jinfeng immediately put away the mentality of ending the battle quickly. He calmed his heart and steadied his footing. He used the sword in his right hand to execute the Cross River Sword Technique. He waved it in a continuous manner, guarding the door tightly. For a moment, there was no winner or loser between him and Ding Zhaoyun.

On the other side, the battle between Yuen Luoyuan and the South Sea Young Master Ye was a completely different scene.

Yuen Luoyuan's weapon was a double-hook.

The most famous hook should be Wu Gou.

"Zhao Ke Ma, Hu Ci, Wu Gou, Frost Snow Ming. Men, why don't you bring the Wu Gou and collect the fifty provinces of the Guan Mountain. "However, Wu Gou was a type of scimitar from the Wu during the Spring and Autumn period. It was cast from bronze and was a model of cold weapons. It was passed down from generations of poems by scholars and inkers. It became a symbol of conquering the battlefield and killing the enemy to report to the country.

And Yuen Luoyuan's pair of hooks was a form of transformation in the future. The hand guard at the back was like a halberd. The front part was curved like a hook and could be waved. It could also be used to push, smash, tear, lift. It could be used to separate, connect, move, cloud and support. It was said that it was a weapon that countered swords and sabers. However, it was not easy to use. It was even more difficult to find a phoenix feather or a qilin horn to use it. That was why there were still many people who used swords and sabers in the martial arts world. He had never heard of any expert who used a weapon like a hook to restrain them.

The current situation was indeed the same.

The South Sea's Ye Shengdong was wearing white clothes. The sword in his hand was around half a foot longer than an ordinary sword. At the same time, it was also thinner and narrower than an ordinary sword. When he used his sword, there was almost no cutting or cutting technique. Every sword was a stab. If the attack did not hit him, he would immediately retreat and attack again. His speed was very fast, which was quite different from the sword arts in the Central Plains.

Yuen Luoyuan wanted to use the specialty of the weapon to restrain the opponent's long sword, but the long sword that came straight for him was not easy to lock. Moreover, the opponent's sword was long and narrow, making it even more difficult. It was also very difficult to deal with.

Yuen Luoyuan was the oldest among the few of them. He was usually known for being calm and collected, but now he had the opportunity to show his other side.

Ye Shengdong's sword was as fast as a sword. Yuen Luoyuan was exhausted to deal with it and was at a disadvantage. In the past, losing was only a matter of time.

Yuen Luoyuan was well aware of the pressure he was facing. As long as one segment collapsed, he would be able to withstand it. He didn't want to be the one who held him back. Furthermore, the strength displayed by this tiny Shangluo... Extraordinary.

It was said that those who used hooks as weapons had a kind of Wu's determination and bravery. Perhaps what they said wasn't false.

Ye Shengtong still had a cold expression on his face, as if he would not be moved even if the sky fell. However, in his heart, he was secretly proud. His opponent was not too strong. He should not be as strong as Ding Zhaoyang's opponent. As for the other boy, he looked like he was still wet behind the ears. He had won unfairly.

The opponent's double hooks could not give him much pressure. In less than ten rounds, he would be able to make his opponent flustered and lose all ability to fight back. At this pace, the opponent wouldn't be able to resist. It was only a matter of time before he was injured. The only thing he needed to think about was... How far should he injure his opponent?

It might not be too difficult to take his opponent's life. But there was no need for that. Although the South Sea Ye Family had never feared anything, they wanted to establish themselves in the Central Plains and even compete for supremacy. Making enemies everywhere was not a good thing. And it was necessary to establish a proper prestige. How could they grasp this scale? It was also an art.

However, just as he was thinking, the situation suddenly changed. It almost made the proud Young Master Ye unable to react in time.

Yuen Luoyuan, who looked calm and passive, finally revealed his tough and unyielding temperament.