On the third day of the martial arts conference, the hall owner competition officially began, almost all the people in Xianyang poured over, and the nearby restaurants and teahouses were all full, and many roofs were full of people, in order to be able to witness the most wonderful scene.

Everyone in the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall got up early and packed up and was about to go to the school grounds, Hong Qi was helped out and said, "Pavilion master, let me go too." ”

"Brother Hong, your injuries have not healed, so let's rest in the inn. Wang Ke persuaded.

"Su Shaoxia's wound medicine is very effective, now the wound is no longer painful, and I am bored in the inn alone, you just let me go, so that I can see the fate of Yang Chenglin's house." Hong Qi said.

Wang Keluo groaned, agreed, and just about to go out, Su Ji came over with a fan and said, "Ziri, Brother Wang is competing on stage today, Xiao Ke should be there to cheer, can you?"

"Thank you Brother Su for your support, I can't ask for it, please. Wang Ke said.

As soon as everyone arrived at the door of the inn, they were startled by the scene in front of them, and the whole street was full of crows, and they didn't know how to squeeze into the venue.

At this time, the shopkeeper ran over, nodded and said, "Pavilion Master, but now you want to go to the school?"

This is not nonsense, Wang Ke glanced at him and said, "Exactly." ”

"Then let the little ones make the way for you. The shopkeeper volunteered.

Wang Ke looked at his thin body, and wondered if he would be crushed into pieces of paper if he opened the way. Before he could refuse, the shopkeeper jumped out of the door and shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Nanxiang Martial Arts Pavilion is going to war-the old and young masters are giving way-"

It's really unseemly, although the shopkeeper is thin. But the air was close to Pavarotti, and a howl suddenly quieted the street, but it soon boiled again.

"Light Spirit Sword!"

"Open Yang Knife!"

"Empty Gun!"

"Sacrifice your life!"

"Grinding the Devil's Hand!"

"Phantom Sword Fairy!"

The crowd immediately chanted the new nicknames of Zhang Ye and the others yesterday. Even the injured Hong Qi tried his best to remain calm and put on a master's demeanor like everyone else, but his head was higher and his back was straighter.

Of course, Zhang Yexia, the ghost hand of the grinder, was not among them, and the sad fat man had a bitter face, and he couldn't wait to shout at everyone: "Lao Tzu is called Shenlong Hero!"

Wang Ke pursed his lips disdainfully, and he didn't even come up to sign a group photo. Look at the one by one who is proud of you, don't you just have a nickname, as for raising your head so high? I'm not afraid of tripped under my feet when I can't see clearly!But when today's fight is over, what should I call my buddy, or call him the saint of ten thousand fists and the honor of ten thousand swords. King of kings. Fighting all over the three mountains and five mountains, invincible opponents in the south, seven north, and sixty-three provinces, the earth-shattering little prince with a jade face? Isn't it a little too long......

In the shouting, the crowd parted a road, although it was not wide, but it was enough for Wang Ke and his party to pass, making him sigh again, sure enough, everything is like time (ru) (gou), squeezing will always happen.

The people of the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall walked through the crowd. The crowds on both sides kept cheering them on, and it was hard to compare with the scene of the first day when no one knew each other.

Enter the venue. Everyone sat down in the last pergola, brewed fragrant tea, and talked and laughed, which seemed extremely comfortable.

This situation fell into the eyes of other martial arts halls, and they all secretly sighed, everyone knew that the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall of the next Martial Arts Conference would inevitably change its position, and it was unthinkable that this nameless little martial arts hall had become the biggest dark horse of this year.

Of course, the premise of changing positions is that Wang Ke defeats Yang Chenglin first. Everyone couldn't help but look at the seats of the Zihong Martial Arts Hall again, Yang Chenglin was sitting in it, his face was as usual, he didn't see any nervousness, he seemed to be also winning, and he didn't know who was alive and who was dead.

The hall master competition started on time, and the first game of Group A was still the Bright Sun against the Broken Blade, and Yan Buping once again broke Yue with one palm, defeating Liu Zhenyue, the Wind and Thunder Sword, and then Wang Ke and Yang Chenglin fought.

"Senior brother (hall master, brother Wang), the flag is victorious!" everyone said to Wang Ke together.

Wang Ke got up and hugged everyone, and shot like an arrow on the grass, and suddenly turned into a ladder cloud under the stage, and flew up with a slight jump.

Yang Chenglin got up slowly, slowly moved his steps, and saw a silver light suddenly fly out of his acupoint, and Wang Ke looked at it from a distance as if it was a silver needle. After that, every time he took a step, a silver light would fly out of his own acupuncture points.

"Heaven and Earth Shatter Ascension Yuan Secret Method!" several exclamations suddenly sounded in the field.

Wang Kezheng was secretly surprised, and Su's voice sounded in his ears: "Ziri, Yang Chenglin is now congenital, Brother Wang be careful!"

At this time, Yang Chenglin had already taken the one hundred and eighth step, and after the last silver needle flew out of the Baihui acupoint, his temperament changed suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, which was an innate performance.

Everyone in the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall was shocked when they saw this, they had all seen the demeanor of an innate master, and they could see it at a glance, Zhang Ye hurriedly asked Su Ji: "Brother Su, what is going on?"

"Ziri, this is the secret method of Tiangang and Earth Ascension Yuan, which is to use the secret method to pierce the silver needle into the one hundred and eight acupoints, which can temporarily open up the second vein of Ren Du and become congenital, but there will be no further progress in the future. Su Ji said.

"For the time being, for how long?" Xia Xueqing asked.

"Ziri, I don't know when he will perform this method, and there is no way to count. However, this method can only last for one hour at most, and I have already used the sound transmission to inform Brother Wang that as long as I can hold on, it will be fine. Su Ji said.

Holding on for an hour under the innate hand was almost an impossible task, and the faces of everyone in the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall were suddenly clouded. They have the heart to save each other, but first, they are bound by life and death, and secondly, no one is Yang Chenglin's opponent, so it is better to avenge Wang Ke in the future than to go up and die in vain.

Not only them, but all the people who knew this secret method all sighed and said secretly: "Yang Chenglin actually knows this secret method, Wang Ke's life is suspended, it's a pity that this offspring is born." ”

"Wang Ke, suffer death!" Yang Chenglin roared wildly, his figure flashed a few times, and then he landed on the stage, his palms turned into countless palm shadows, and with the cold wind, he came to Wang Ke as a hood.

Everyone in the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to see Wang Ke's tragic end, but they heard Yang Chenglin's angry voice: "I see where you are hiding!"

Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and looked, only to see Wang Ke like a slippery fish without leaving his hands, moving around in the abbot's ring, no matter how strong Yang Chenglin's palm power was, he just couldn't beat him.

Su Ji stroked his palms and sighed: "Ziri, Brother Wang has a good body! I don't know if I can hold on for an hour." ”

An Hour...... If the Divine Walk is the full version, buddy can hold out until he starves to death! )