"Birds fly across thousands of mountains, and people die in thousands of paths." This refers to the periphery of the Peach Blossom Valley in the hinterland of Kunlun Mountain. However, the bottom of this valley is full of peach blossoms, lush trees, lush and lush stone walls, and the caves at the bottom of the cliff also have their own advantages, making people want to stay here for a long time and are unwilling to leave.

However, today's Peach Blossom Valley is a bit lively. Men, women, old and young in various costumes gather together here, and their eyes are staring at the ring in the center of the valley, fearing that they have missed something.

"Hello, brother, my name is Zhao Zilong~"

"A general who is always victorious?"

This "Zhao Zilong" wearing a casual sportswear has wide shoulders and a wide body, starry eyebrows and eyes, and looks talented. He also has a calm and composed expression. If he goes to shoot TV, he will definitely become a male god. After hearing Fang Yuanshan's words, he smiled and said, "It's just the same name."

"Okay, Brother Zilong, are you planning to fight one-on-one or group fight... Uh, no, is it a bare-handed or a weapon?"

"We will come with whatever you adapt to~"

"Okay, then let's show two tricks~"

"Please~"

Seeing the other party moving away and greeting each other with one hand, Fang Yuanshan muttered to himself: "It's good to be handsome, even the fighting posture is so manly..."

Fang Yuanshan said politely: "My fist is heavier, so you should do it first~"

"Then I'm welcome, look at the claws..."

As he spoke, the handsome man Zhao squatted back and ejected like a bowstring. When he was two meters away from Fang Yuanshan, he soared into the air, holding his hands with his claws towards his chest.

Zhao Zilong's hands are definitely a master among the younger generation. His movements are smooth and his moves are not fancy. His "sharp claws" even bring strong winds. You can imagine how powerful they are?

If you want to blame, it is blamed that the two of them have too much difference in strength. Putting aside space movement, space defense, and space collection, Fang Yuanshan's strength, endurance, speed, agility, etc., who can compete with him in the world?

"Bang~"

He did not dodge or avoid, and let the other party hit his body with his palms, and his right hand quickly pinched the other party's throat like lightning. Zhao Zilong was about to avoid it, but his Adam's apple was already caught.

"I lost~"

"Haha, accept, accept~"

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The crowd of people who were still waiting to watch the wonderful drama were a little stunned when they saw the "Martial Discussion" ending like this, and they whispered to each other: "What happened just now?"

"I didn't see clearly, did you see him taking action..."

"How could Mr. Zhang's disciples make such a low-level mistake?"

"It shouldn't be..."

As the discussions broke out from the stage, Zhao Zilong on the stage was also very depressed at this time. He also didn't know what was wrong. He had already hit it, but the other party was like casting steel and casting iron, and he even faintly heard the dull sound like defeating Ge.

"Next ~"

Hearing his words, the male Taoist sitting in the middle laughed and said, "Okay, little brother, don't have to compete, you are very good at it."

When Fang Yuanshan heard this, he stopped doing it and said, "That's not possible. I ended before the warm-up even started. This is not in line with my heart to enter the Tao with martial arts."

"Haha, Zhao Zilong is already the best among the younger generation. Since even he is not your opponent, no one is your opponent."

"If the younger generation is not, the older generation will go. Anyway, it's a competition, everyone will click to finish."

He said politely, but some people in the audience were unhappy. The stern Taoist nun frowned and said, "Brother Pang has admitted that you are more skilled. What else do you want to do? Could it be that you really have to compete with us?"

"It's not bad either!"

"Yes, then I will teach his disciples how to speak and be a human being on behalf of Ke Yuanhe today." Before he finished speaking, the Taoist nun stood up, took two steps and flew up.

It was really flying up. The stone ring is more than two meters high, about 2 meters away from where they were sitting. Although she walked in a hurry just now, she obviously did not rush and did not pedal. She just flew the ring, and obviously she had a skill like light body.

The Taoist nun who was on the ring didn't mean anything. She rushed over like Zhao Zilong just now. Her hands brought out the power of wind and thunder, which seemed extraordinary.

Ke Yuanhe taught Fang Yuanshan's Qigong practice skills for a while, so he fell into a little bit. Later, there were a lot of things in the Nan'an tribe and went to the United States to do something, so it took a long time to delay. It was not until Murong Wan came over that he had time to practice.

In order to test his ability to resist attacks, he did not avoid it. He stepped on his left foot, twisted his waist and hips, and greeted his palms with his chest.

This female Taoist nun, who seemed to be around forty, slapped his chest with her palms. With the help of this force, her body did not fall to the ground. A kite turned over and kicked his left toe hard in the chest.

"Puff~"

"Bang~"

There was no suspense, Fang Yuanshan's body remained motionless, but the Taoist nun who had no power to borrow had retreated repeatedly after landing.

Seeing that she was merciless, Fang Yuanshan estimated that his master had been bullied by the people in her sect. He wanted to "aggressively" his master, and he shouted "The Great Movement of the World" and the person had disappeared from the spot.

"Can you admit defeat?"

The female Taoist nun, who was in amazement and doubt, was still looking for his traces. When she felt the temperature from the back of her neck, her body suddenly froze and her shoulders stepped on her back, obviously feeling as if she was dead.

"Wow~~"

His shout, coupled with the terrifying "body technique" that followed, made everyone in the audience open their mouths, and all kinds of amazement and incredible sounds followed. Especially the four men who were originally sitting on the bench stood up.

"He...what body technique he just used?"

These people are all martial arts masters with extraordinary vision. Fang Yuanshan is not the "Great Movement of the Universe". It is clearly an extremely clever body technique. In combination with things like scheming, the scene just now appears.

In the scientific sense, light skills generally refer to flying eaves and walls. It refers to the light body of a martial arts practitioner and being able to walk on the eaves and walls as if flying. Flying eaves and walls are two different skills. Flying eaves means standing under the eaves, exerting force, jumping up quickly, pressing the eaves with both hands, and quickly going up the house; walking on the wall is standing 4 to 5 meters away from the wall, running to the base of the wall, stepping on the wall with your feet, and using this force to quickly run to the top of the wall.

Just now, the female Taoist nun used the "flying eaves" in light skills. This ability is much more wise than "avoiding". However, Fang Yuanshan's body skills and the others could not see any tricks. I wonder what method he used to move behind the female Taoist nun in an instant?

"Who else wants to come up and try it? I just finished warming up." Seeing Ke Yuanhe showing a happy smile, of course he struck while the iron was hot.

"I'll try this little brother's skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long-haired Taoist on the stone bench stood up and walked up the steps step by step. When the man in the Taoist dress walked up, the audience immediately exclaimed.

"No way, even the parents of the Pang family went up..."

"That Fang and other things are really good, and it forced Master Pang to take action..."

"He can't do it without taking action. Dongning Zhenren lost in two moves. If one loses again, no one will come to participate in the Kunlun Conference organized by Taishi Pang."

"Yes, everyone is here for the sake of Grand Master Pang..."

Fang Yuanshan had a sharp ear. He heard that the "Tai Shi Pang" was the initiator, and his spirit suddenly became a little concentrated. Whether he planned to be the "martial arts leader" or "unifying the world", first of all, his own strength is definitely needless to say, otherwise how can he command the heroes?

"This little brother, I don't know who you are from, and which school you are from?"

Hearing that he came up and was not in a hurry to do something, but instead started to have sex, Fang Yuanshan smiled and said, "Don't you know, my master, the sect is of course Qingyi Sect."

The Taoist is well-educated and doesn't care about his "joking" words. Seeing that he refuses to say it, he said happily: "The younger brother is really good at pushing the older brother. Although he knows that he is definitely not your opponent, martial arts practitioners will always be able to get skill itchy when they see masters. I hope the younger brother won't make jokes."

Fang Yuanshan had a little bit of affection for him, but who knew he was also a smooth person. Before the fight started, he found his way out. With his identity, it was normal to win. If he lost, he had just said that he was not Fang Yuanshan's opponent. At most, others said that he was more powerful and would not be demanding any more demanding on this "Teacher Pang"! ~

"Okay, then give it a try!" Wuxiao said something, and then waited for the move of this "Teacher Pang".

The Master Pang slowly raised his right hand, and after his chest, his body thrust violently, and his right palm hit his chest.

Unlike the two in front, this Taoist man's palm did not smell of fireworks, and he hit his chest like a silence of thunder.

Fang Yuanshan could feel a trace of threat, so he no longer foolishly took the palm with his chest. He stepped forward with his left foot, bent his right fist and hit him in front of his palm.

"Boom~"

The whole stone ring seemed to tremble, and under the front feet of the two people, the hard stones were instantly shaken into countless cracks.

"Bang~"

As expected by Fang Yuanshan, the Taoist's fist strength was like Wing Chun's inch strength, leaving room for room. After the first strike, it rushed towards him like continuous waves.

"Puff puff puff puff..." In an instant, the clothes on their right arms burst open.
Chapter completed!