Gongsun held Xiao Sizi and stood by the windowsill on the second floor of Fumanju, looking at the two people confronting each other below.

Zhao Pu picked up Xinting Hou, looked at the man opposite him, and said, "Register a name."

The Uighur envoy who was recognized by Bai Yutang and Tianzun as an ancient man was not named Tongling. While he reached out to take out something from his sleeve, he spoke, "Chi Ye."

Of course, Zhao Pu has never heard of it, but he can start calling after signing up, no matter what his name is.

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang in a low voice, "Will it be that he admits his mistake?"

Bai Yutang frowned and shook his head, saying, "I don't know very well, it's been too long."

The Queen of Yin also looked at the Heavenly Lord.

The Heavenly Lord touched his chin. He had a bad memory at first, and this time he was even more uncertain.

At this moment, a burst of exclamations came from the crowd.

Looking again, Chi Ye took out a weapon like a steel whip from his sleeve. It was nothing special. Everyone thought that the Uighur envoy might have used a whip, but what they didn't expect was that Chi Ye didn't know how to swing the steel whip suddenly caught fire. When he swung it in the air, there was a fire everywhere.

The crowd retreated one after another.

Zhan Zhao and others frowned, and then Ouyang Shaozheng, who was squatting in front of him and was about to open the market to gambling, suddenly shouted, "I'll go!"

Everyone looked down at the generals.

I heard Long Qiaoguang say something after a while, "It's a juggling guy."

Zou Liang and Ouyang Shaozheng both nodded.

Looking at Zhao Pu again, the Ninth Prince twitched his lips and thought to himself - Damn, after a long time of doing it, he turned out to be a martial artist?!

Chi Ye looked at Zhao Pu and reminded, "Nine Prince, are you sure you want to fight?"

Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows and raised his hand with one hand to point at him, "Talk."

The crowd pulled back with a squeak. Zhao Pu raised a hand of Xinting Hou, who was heavier than a person in one hand, as if he was holding a chopstick. It was so terrible!

"Since that's the case... all retreat." Chi Ye said, and shook his hand out...

With a "boom", he surrounded him and Zhao Pusi, and right in front of the crowd of onlookers, a complete fire circle was burned, and he and Zhao Pu were surrounded.

Everyone was so shocked that they retreated one after another.

Someone used water to pour on the fire, but strangely, the fire could not be extinguished at all.

"Oh, it's the demon fire!"

I don’t know who shouted, but the crowd pulled back and left.

Even the people in Fuman Curie ran away.

Now, near the fire circle, there are only Zhan Zhao and others, including Gongsun, who is holding Xiao Sizi's fourth son at the window on the second floor, and Xiao Liang, who is sitting on the railing and shaking his legs.

Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed dryly, "Do you think I'm afraid of fire?"

Chi Ye was covered with his face and couldn't see his expression. He could only see his eyes narrowing slightly, "I don't know if the Ninth Prince is afraid of fire. I only know that my fire may burn the Dinghai Needle of the Song Dynasty today."

"Haha..." Zhao Pu laughed to the sky.

"Smile." Zou Liang spoke.

"Yes." Ouyang Shaozheng nodded.

Long Qiaoguang said, "I laughed, I actually laughed..."

Zhao Pu inserted Xinting Hou to the ground, and the huge knife penetrated half of the ground. Then he saw his sleeves trembling to both sides and "pull" with a "swipe".

Look at the fire ring on the ground again... it disappeared in response to the sound.

Everyone was a little surprised, and even Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other subconsciously.

Lin Yehuo touched his chin and said to himself, "Will it not..."

Tianzun asked Yin Hou with the meat skewers, "How is it?"

"Yeah." Yin Hou nodded while biting the meat skewers, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Pang Yu and Bao Yan asked Tianzun and Yin Hou, "What kind of kung fu did the prince just now?"

"It's just a little bit of internal strength." said Yin Hou.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both nodded - Sure enough, it was just... this internal force was very unique.

"What a strong internal force." Su Qing couldn't help but exclaim, "What kind of internal force is this?"

Tianzun replied, "Zhao Pu's internal power master is special, and it is a unique strong internal power."

"Hard and strong internal force?" Bai Yutang frowned, "Zhao Pu's master is..."

"A madman." Ouyang Shaozheng turned around and smiled slightly, "Do you know why he is called Gray-eyed Shura?"

"Because one eye is gray." Zhan Zhao said.

"The first half is right, but the second half is called Shura, not something else?" Long Qiaoguang asked back.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Because he was thrown into the ground by the madman, he climbed up with bare hands." Ouyang said, "The hole was so deep that it was not bottom-out. After climbing up, he was all black and gray, as terrifying as Shura crawled out of hell. The madman threw him down a few hundred times in total, until later he could no longer throw him down, and the madman left."

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were stunned, and then they said in unison, "Soldier Ruins?"

The Marquis of Yin and Tianzun nodded, "The madman Zhao Pu met was a real madman, but he was the only person in the martial arts world who mastered the highest essence of strong internal strength. He was a top master."

"So, is it that strong internal force to cultivate internal force against fire?" Lin Yehuo seemed a little excited, squatting on the stone lion beside him, watching attentively.

Pang Yu and Bao Yan didn't understand anything, but they felt so awesome.

Pang Yu asked Tianzun and Yin Hou curiously, "Does everyone's internal strength have attributes?"

Tianzun nodded.

"What are the internal forces of Brother Zhan and Brother Bai?" Bao Yan asked, "Where are Lin Yehuo and the others?"

"Ordinary internal strength has no attributes at all." Yin Hou explained to the two, "You must be a master who has been practicing to distinguish it, and you must be a master of a famous school."

"Yutang is the subordinate of my Tianshan Sect. I am the authenticity of the extreme cold true qi, that is, the internal power of ice. Now, Yutang, the Tianshan Sect and even the world, can achieve the attribute of the internal power of ice." Tianzun touched his chin and was quite proud. "In addition, the Tianshan Sect also has the purest internal skills, which is why Yutang can use the extreme cold true qi at any time, but it is not like a popsicle."

"Oh..." Bao Yan and Pang Yu nodded. Although they didn't understand, they still sounded amazing.

"Lin Yehuo is Wusha's disciple." Yin Hou continued, "Wusha is the representative of the extremely soft true energy, that is, the internal force of water, and it is important to be Wu! Invisible, windless and shadow, blending into the breath and moving with the wind, which is why he can practice Wusha. In addition to Lin Yehuo, there is also Hong Jiuniang, who has soft internal force in the world."

"Ah?!" Bao Yan and Pang Yu were both curious, "Will Aunt Hong also have no wind palm?"

Yin Hou shook his head, "They practiced two forms of the same internal strength, and they have different masters. Jiu Niang practiced in the water, so you can see that she is as soft as a fish all day long as you see people."

"Yes..." the two nodded and asked again, "Where is Zhan Zhao?"

"In fact, not everyone's internal strength has one attribute." Tianzun said, "Some internal strengths are cultivated by combining the strengths of all parties. Most masters have very mixed internal strengths, each with their strengths and are also very strong. They can compete with several pure internal strengths. When it comes to the highest level of this messy internal strength, this is this!" As he said that, he pointed to the Marquis of Yin.

Mr. Yin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's like a horse, there are purebred horses and bastards, haha."

Pang Yu and Bao Yan looked at each other.

Tianzun covered his mouth with his hands and told them in a low voice, "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. He and Zhan Xiaomao have very special physiques. They are extremely talented. People who have practiced extreme cold internal energy cannot practice internal energy with fire attributes anymore, but it doesn't matter at all, and their physique will not go astray at all."

Bao Yan and Pang Yu gasped - so terrifying?!

"Can the Ninth Prince win?" Pang Yu asked the Marquis Yin and the Heavenly Lord.

Tianzun thought about it, "The Uighurs actually designed it very well this time."

Bao Yan and Pang Yu were nervous, "Will the prince be in danger?"

"It's a pity that the plan depends on people's success." Yin Hou said coldly, "The two strong men met and the brave won. The so-called real gold is not afraid of fire. Zhao Pu is covered with steel and iron. How could he be afraid of fire? The Uighurs may have made the wrong abacus this time. What's more..."

"What?" Pang Yu and Bao Yan were nervous when they heard it.

"If it's about courage," Zou Liang turned around and said, "How could the marshal lose?"

At this time, many people fell on the roofs around.

Zhan Zhao looked up and saw that they were all masters. It can be seen that everyone was interested in this competition.

Outside the crowd, Bao Zheng and the Eighth Prince also arrived.

But they rushed over, but were blocked outside the crowd.

Both of them were old civil servants and couldn't squeeze in. Wang Chao Ma Han wanted to help push the crowd away, but Bao Zheng stopped him, "Don't hurt people."

Everyone was thinking about what to do, but suddenly, they heard a tiger roar from behind.

The onlookers were stunned and turned around and saw a huge black tiger outside the crowd.

With a "slam" sound, the onlookers hurriedly made a way. Everyone knew that this was a tiger raised by Zhan Zhao, but even if its owner loved it, it was the king of all beasts. Good guy, don't block the way.

Xiao Wu yelled away the crowd and ran in to find Zhan Zhao and the others. Bao Zheng and the Eight Kings quickly followed, and Tai Shi Pang, who was not very convenient to move, came to him, and the two shadow guards supported him and followed him into the crowd.

When everyone came in, Zhao Pu gently pressed the end of Xinting Hou's hilt with his fingers... A drop of blood slid down the blood groove. In an instant, Xinting Hou woke up excitedly, and the blood-red veins spread out on the blade.

I don't know if it was affected by the special murderous aura of the demon sword, Xiao Wu suddenly raised his face and roared a tiger. His life was much louder than the sound just now, and the crowd retreated again... At the same time, Zhao Pu suddenly swung the awakened Xinting Hou. While grinning, his eyes instantly turned pale gray, and even his teeth seemed to be sharper, with amazing momentum. I don't know if it was demonic, domineering or murderous aura.

Chi Ye was also a little surprised to see Zhao Pu extinguish the flames just now. He was also a master among the masters, so he would not be disturbed by this sudden change. Seeing Zhao Pu step forward, he was similar to the black dragon rushing towards him, and quickly twisted the handle of the fire whip...

Hearing a "click" sound, the fire whip was linked together and turned into a fire stick. He raised his hand to block Zhao Pu's Xinting Hou.
To be continued...