After Jiang Yan returned to Huanglong Street, he found that the atmosphere had become very subtle. The young girls and boys practicing martial arts on the street all looked at him and whispered to each other, unable to hide the trace of contempt in their expressions. Although Jiang Yan's status in Huanglong Street was not high in the past, at least he was not so explicit. His look of wanting to cut people alive made Jiang Yan laugh and cry. If you think about it carefully, you will understand what is going on. Thousands of Huanglong Street riders participated in this crusade against Zhang Jiao. However, he happened to be lurking in the Yellow Turban camp during that time, and he was just like a deserter in their eyes. No matter how low the fate of a member of Huanglong Street, he can never give up the fight and run away. This is an iron rule. But how did these people know that what they were doing was much more dangerous than their so-called charge into battle? Jiang Yan didn¡¯t bother to explain that Huanglonghui Wushang would meet with Zhenzhang. We arrived at the Deacon Hall of Huanglong Street, which is responsible for the daily affairs of Huanglong Street. To participate in the Huanglong Martial Arts Competition this time, you must register here first. "Are you the son of Jiang Shengwu of the Jiang family?" The registered deacon raised his eyebrows when he saw Jiang Yan's name. "Exactly." The two deacons looked at each other. One of the deacons weighed the Jiang family's nameplate with a playful look on his face, but did not immediately allow Jiang Yan's recorded name to be entered into the martial arts register. "Have I heard that you left Huanglong Street in the past few months?" The deacon with the Chinese character's face had sharp eyes and a rough tone, full of frightening oppression, as if he was going to destroy people. Most juniors would jump in front of his imposing manner. Soft, they had also heard the rumors about Jiang Yan, they were disdainful in their hearts, and they also wanted Jiang Yan to suffer a little. "I went down to help a highness, so I was delayed. You should still be able to participate in the Huanglong Martial Arts Competition, right?" Jiang Yan was neither humble nor arrogant. The other party's spirit disappeared in front of him lightly, and the two deacons showed confusion. "Help His Highness do something?" The deacon said that he was a loser, and he liked to talk nonsense. There were countless people who helped His Highness, and he was qualified to do so. However, seeing that Jiang Yan could remain calm under his own momentum, the deacon felt a little bit in his heart. Not fast. After a sudden thought, the man had an idea. "This meeting is appointed by His Majesty, and it is a grand event for Daxuan. Not all cats and dogs can participate. This is an insult to the authority of Daxuan. Do you understand?" The man knocked on the table with Jiang Yan's Huanglong nameplate. "Understood." Jiang Yan smiled and said, "That's why I want to participate." "Well, then, if you really insist on participating, if you can take my punch, you will pass." The man stared closely. Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan happened to be promoted to 'Wancheng' and wanted to try out how strong Wancheng's life was - 'bronze ribs and iron bones, exhaling breath like an explosion'. The man in front of him was officially awarded the title of first-class deacon of Huanglong Street. According to the level of outstanding people, there are also thousands of riders who can reach Wancheng level. , Jiang Yan is still a little confident. "Lei Dong, please don't make too much of a fuss. After all, it's for Jiang Shengwu's sake." The deacon next to him couldn't bear it. "I'm just teaching a lesson to today's young boys - the price of abandoning the fight and running away." Lei Dong stood up, with a strong back and a very tall figure. There were also several guards in the Deacon Hall at this time. Seeing that Jiang Yan actually wanted to fight Lei Dong, they all pointed and laughed. "Isn't this the same Jiang Yan?" "He can't even practice martial arts, so he wants to make a fool of himself and look fat?" "This time I heard that Huanglong Street Thousand Cavalry was summoned but he didn't come." "Senior Lei Dong, you must do it. Teach him a lesson." Lei Dong smiled smugly as he listened to these voices: "Are you sure you want to continue? As a soldier, no matter who you are, I will show no mercy." "Junior. Give it a try." Jiang Yan clasped his fists. Lei Dong vaguely noticed that Jiang Yan's fate seemed to have changed somewhat. However, there was no chance of changing his fate in three months. The fate of everyone in the world was affected by the Yellow Turban Uprising. Some of the changes were nothing more than strange. Lei Dong sneered, "As long as you take it With my "buffalo horns", you are qualified to participate in the martial arts competition." Lei Dong's fists were slightly bent, and his fingers were clasped like horns. ?Buffalo top horn, Xuan level advanced boxing technique. It seems that this man really wants to teach himself a vicious lesson. Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows. If he was hit by the horn of a buffalo, he would have to stay in bed for several months. Jiang Yan breathed slowly, running the Emperor's Mind Technique, and his whole body trembled slightly. "Drink." Lei Dong roared and punched out. The strong momentum arrived before he heard it, and the burly body was like a huge buffalo pushing towards Jiang Yan's chest. Those with a rank of less than a thousand riders could not withstand this frontal attack and could only retreat, while the thundering buffalo's horns were still there. With the Ox Tail Style, if Jiang Yan retreats, he will fall into eternal disaster. Jiang Yan¡¯s face was expressionless. He raised his hand and clasped Lei Dong¡¯s fists with his fingers. Powerful arrogance flowed through Jiang Yan¡¯s fingers.Because of the breeze, the power of the buffalo's horns was enough to kill a lion, but Lei Dong was surprised to find that his fists could no longer move forward. No matter how hard he tried, he seemed to be facing an iron wall. Jiang Yan¡¯s shoulders shook and his spinal cord shook, completely dissipating the power of the thundering buffalo. When the man saw something bad, he kicked another Xuan-level "oxtail scavenger" at Jiang Yan's pelvic bone. Jiang Yan twisted his hands and avoided it in the air, then stepped back and withdrew his momentum. Thousands of acupoints were condensed into one, from the feet to the shoulders and finally gathered in the fist, Jiang Yan punched away. The life force is burning, and the fist is like a brazier. After all, he is a fortune teller with rich experience. He has many more thunderous moves than Jiang Yan. He immediately picked up his fortune and used a defensive move. The flesh and skin of his whole body tensed up to catch Jiang Yan's punch. Lei Dong was about to fight back further, when he suddenly realized something was wrong. Jiang Yan's punch was like a ball of flames going straight to his chest, and his body couldn't help but swing back. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Lei Dong took more than ten steps back, barely maintaining his figure. When he lowered his head, he saw that a big hole had been burned into his chest and clothes, and there was a slight burning pain. "Is this the Explosive Flame Fist?" Lei Dong was stunned. Jiang Shengwu's "Five Elements Magic Chapter" is very famous in Huanglong Street. There are five chapters of metal, wood, water, fire and earth. Among them, the explosive flame of the fire attribute merges the life force into one and explodes, like a volcanic eruption. Although it is only a Xuan-level move, But the life force of the person who cooperates with the fate has unexpected effects. "It's just that using "explosion" puts a lot of burden on the body and muscles of the beneficiary, so it is not something that can be used easily. Lei Dong watched as Jiang Yan's breath remained stable after the punch, and he could breathe freely, which was more than enough. "This young man is not as vulnerable as the rumors say Could it be that someone is deliberately smearing him?" Lei Dong suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at Jiang Yan, whose expression became much more serious. The other young people present were also dumbfounded. This is the first time I have seen someone of my own age fight off the buffalo Lei Dong with one punch. "Hey, what's going on? Isn't this Jiang Yan a waste?" "It must be intentional." "He is a deserter, how could he change his life." Everyone couldn't believe it and could only think it must be a fluke. ¡°I wonder if I¡¯m qualified to participate in the martial arts competition?¡± Jiang Yan stopped. Lei Dong clenched his fist, still wanting to try. Another deacon was afraid of making things worse, so he wrote down Jiang Yan's name: "Okay, no need to try again, you are qualified to participate in the martial arts competition." "Thank you very much." "The explosive flames you just learned were from the Jiang family's Five Elements Law Chapter? How are you learning the other ones?" the old man asked with a smile. "Father only left this one." Jiang Yan shook his head. "The others should still stay in the Red Beast Camp. If you are qualified to join the army in place of your father, you may be able to come back." Seeing that Jiang Yan was not useless, Lei Dong lost his previous contempt. "I remember, kid." Jiang Yan thanked him. "Let's compare again when we have time. I'm very curious about the techniques you practice." Lei Dong laughed. Jiang Yan turned around and walked out of the Deacon Hall without comment. "Jiang Shengwu's son seems to be no worse than Wen Yang." The old man thought thoughtfully. "My buffalo horns can't move him at all. It's really strange." Lei Dong was very depressed. "It seems like what he said is true. Maybe it was because he worked for a certain His Highness that his life changed drastically." Lei Dong nodded and could only think so. "This year's martial arts competition will be interesting." "This kid hides his edge in a sheath. Others are afraid that they will suffer if they don't know. Do you want to go out?" Lei Dong asked. "What do you think?" Lei Dong laughed. "We, those who are destined to fight, must not underestimate the enemy. If others lose like this, it only means that they are not qualified to become a member of the Red Beast Thousand Cavalry." "Exactly."