The three of Gao Zhen are very young. If they were placed in Tianyun City, they would definitely be martial arts geniuses.
It is not an exaggeration to call it a leader.
However, martial arts wizards are as easy to bully as kindergarten children in front of practitioners.
Jiang Yu couldn't help feeling a little funny when he saw them showing off their might.
But he thought about it again, was he like this before he became a cultivator?
Fortunately, he didn't meet a cultivator when he was stupefied.
Gao Zhen on the stage looked at Liu Fang disdainfully, and said with disdain: "You dare to go on stage?"
Liu Fang said angrily: "Don't be too arrogant, you will only know after you fight!"
He rushed towards Gao Zhen like a bull, and did not use any special moves.
Because he knows that you can't win with moves, maybe you can only fight with brute force.
Liu Fang rushed forward directly, wrapping his hands around Gao Zhen's waist, preventing him from performing punches.
He wanted to hug Gao Zhen upside down, but Gao Zhen's feet didn't move at all, as if they had taken root in the ring.
"ah!"
Liu Fang roared angrily, his face was red and his veins were popping out.
Gao Zhen smiled disdainfully, raised his right arm, and hit Liu Fang on the back with an elbow.
Poof!
Liu Fang spit out a mouthful of blood at that time, and lay down on the ring with a bang.
Immediately, Gao Zhen kicked him a meter or two away, and looked at the members of the martial arts association provocatively: "That's it?"
Xu Li and Zhang Han in the audience laughed loudly: "Is there no one in the Tianyun Martial Arts Association, so you send this kind of garbage to the field?"
Zou Qing pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and said in a strange way: "The Tianyun Martial Arts Association is not worthy of its name."
The members of the Wushu Association were very angry, and someone scolded: "If Master Cao is still here, how can you be so presumptuous!"
Xu Li said coldly: "Master Cao? Is that the trash who was beaten to death?"
"Shut up, don't insult Master Cao!"
"Damn it!"
"I really want to sew their mouths with thread!"
Zhang Han had a playful look on his face: "Didn't you say that there is a martial arts genius in Tianyun City? Didn't he defeat Master Cao? Why, after so many days, he still dare not come out?"
Zou Qing said leisurely: "It's just a person who is trying to catch fame."
Zhuo Long, Wei Xiao and others looked at Jiang Yu one after another, but were surprised to find that Jiang Yu was not angry at all.
Gao Zhen on the stage then focused his attention on Wei Xiao and other masters, and sarcastically said: "Old guys, are you still afraid to play? Are you afraid that I will beat you to death?"
Xu Lidao: "Great masters, don't be afraid. This is not a life-and-death struggle. Gao Zhen has a sense of proportion and will not kill anyone here."
Zhang Han laughed and said: "Xu Li, don't provoke them. Look at their old bones. I'm afraid they won't be able to catch Gao Zhen's punch. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to be on stage?"
"Too much deception!"
Another person jumped onto the ring, Zhuo Long shouted: "Yiming!"
The martial artist who took the stage was about thirty years old, with a square face and a masculine look.
"Chen Yiming from the Martial Arts Association, please advise!"
Chen Yiming is the eldest disciple of Master Zhuo Long. In terms of strength, he is also a leader among Tian Yun's peers, but he is not enough to face Gao Zhen.
So Zhuo Long looked very worried.
Gao Zhen had a sinister smile on his face: "I can't talk about giving advice, but I'd be more than happy to beat you up."
"snort!"
Chen Yiming snorted coldly, clasped his fists together and made a standard Tai Chi starting gesture.
Compared with Gao Zhen's overbearing and fierce, Chen Yiming's moves are a bit feminine.
"Tai Chi? Want to overcome rigidity with softness?"
Gao Zhen stepped forward with a big stride, and punched very fast, bringing a wind of punching across the face.
Chen Yiming's reaction was also quick. He immediately clasped Gao Zhen's wrist with one hand, and then swung it back violently. Gao Zhen staggered forward a few steps and almost fell down.
"good!"
Now there is a lot of applause!
Chen Yiming just dispelled Gao Zhen's move, and the members of the martial arts association were encouraged, as if they had won the battle.
However, Gao Zhen quickly stabilized his body, jumped up suddenly, and swept Chen Yiming's face with a side kick.
Chen Yiming instinctively stretched out his hand to grab Gao Zhen's ankle, but Gao Zhen's legs were too strong, Chen Yiming couldn't catch the whole person at all, and was carried by Gao Zhen's strength to fly half a circle, and then fell to the edge of the ring.
boom!
He hit the ring with one palm, then flipped half a circle in the air, and then stopped smoothly on the edge of the ring.
Almost fell!
Chen Yiming's complexion instantly became heavy, and he felt Gao Zhen's power only after they fought. There was a big gap between the two.
But he has no way out. Now that he is on stage, he cannot embarrass the Tianyun Martial Arts Association.
Gao Zhen looked at him arrogantly, and jokingly said: "You are just a cannon fodder, give up as soon as possible and get out, let those old guys come."
Zou Qing from the audience echoed gloomyly: "If you don't have the strength of a master, don't be ashamed on stage."
Chen Yiming remained silent, proving his attitude with actions.
I would rather be seriously injured and defeated than admit defeat!
He stepped forward and cast a double wind piercing ear.
But as soon as this move was made, the middle door opened wide. Gao Zhen seized the opportunity, rushed forward suddenly, and punched Chen Yiming in the chest.
If the two sides are equal in strength, then Chen Yiming will definitely be able to react and change his moves to fight back.
But Gao Zhen's speed is too fast.
When Chen Yiming came back to his senses, severe pain had already hit his whole body, and he fell backwards to the ground.
There is a tearing feeling in the five internal organs, and the stomach is overwhelmed.
Poof!
With a surge of reverse blood in his throat, he struck Chen Yiming with an internal injury.
The skill of the master should not be underestimated.
In an instant, all the members of the Wushu Association were ashamed.
Chen Yiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He refused to admit defeat, but his body seemed to lose his mobility for a short time.
Gao Zhen didn't intend to let him go, so he jumped up and hit Chen Yiming's body with both fists at the same time.
Everyone was shocked, Zhuo Long couldn't help shouting: "Yiming, get out of here!"
If he didn't dodge this, Chen Yiming would be crippled if he didn't die.
Chen Yiming's pupils suddenly dilated, and his mind went blank for a while, and he completely forgot to dodge.
Xu Li in the audience said coldly: "Gao Zhen, be careful, don't beat people to death."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhuo Long, and said gloomyly: "Master Zhuo, why don't you go up and help your apprentice?"
Zhuo Long was in a dilemma. If he didn't go up, his first disciple would be useless. If he went up, it would not be so easy to step down after a few tricks.
He couldn't just sit and watch the first disciple being deposed, so he took a step forward after making up his mind.
But Jiang Yu suddenly rushed onto the stage and pulled Chen Yiming one meter away with a whoosh.
boom!
Gao Zhen's fists hit the ring, almost cracking the surface.
Gao Zhen was very upset by this blow to the ground. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Yu, and said angrily, "Don't you understand the rules of martial arts competition?"
Jiang Yu sent Chen Yiming to the edge of the ring, and then stood facing Gao Zhen with his hands behind his back: "Brother Zhuo has conceded defeat. Next, I will teach you Kung Fu."
"Heh" Gao Zhen smiled coldly, "The old guys have sent up another cannon fodder." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com