On the second day, we ate the breakfast prepared by Shaolin and continued. Compared with the first day, today's battle was more intense, and the fight between the two sides was longer, because the people on both sides were older and had better martial arts.

From morning to noon, there were thirteen games, nine fewer than yesterday morning, and only one person was outstanding.

"I'm 27 years old, I don't know who is willing to give me some advice." A thin man walked into the court and bowed to the heroes. Bai Xiaosheng noticed his big hands, which were inconsistent with his appearance, and it was estimated that he could grab a basketball. The man was only about 1.7 meters tall.

"I'll do it..." One person jumped out, a tall man. When everyone saw it, some immediately started to cheer, "Big man, are you so strong to bully someone else's small man? Are you shameless?"

"oh oh……"

The sound of cheering made the big man look ugly, but Xie Mou ignored it. He bowed and made a call. The big man gathered his mind, took a big step forward, and slapped his hands together, with fierce force. However, although Xie Mou was small, his feet were flexible. When he turned, he reached behind the big man. The big man was not allowed to be swept up, but the little man bent down to avoid it.

The two of them fought each other for more than ten rounds. Xie Mou's speed suddenly accelerated, and he slapped the big man's fist. Although the Xie Mou was small, his strength was very strong. Everyone heard a snap. Xie Mou did not move, but the big man leaned back. Xie Mou took advantage of the situation and kicked the big man's chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Okay..." The crowd cheered again. This was a script for the weak to defeat the strong, but they didn't think about it. We are warriors, and strength can only depend on the size of our bodies.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head. This big man had great power, but just like Wu Qiang at the beginning. His kung fu was not high. He looked different. He was young, but his foundation was solid, his feet were stable, and his strength was sufficient. He must not be underestimated.

The next two competitions also confirmed Bai Xiaosheng's guess. Xie Mou fought two consecutive games. The second victory was not easy, and the third defeat was not simple. He left a deep impression on everyone, especially his big hands, which was really strong and broke the opponent's weapon in the second game.

"Master, look at Xie Mou's martial arts, it should be the inherited Iron Palm Gang lineage." Yang Kang said in a low voice.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, and he also saw it, and the people around him probably also saw it. Since the Iron Palm Gang was hit by Ouyang Feng, it has been quiet for a long time. No news has been heard, and this time he has given a look of thanks, which is also proud.

"Kang'er, you can go there too."

"yes!"

Yang Kang jumped up and jumped up. He poked the ground with a strong spear, making a touch. He was full of power. "Yang Kang in Hengshan, please give me advice." His opponent was a knife. He defeated Xie Mou, but it was quite difficult to win. If Xie Mou had not fought for the second game, it would be hard to say which of the two of them would win or lose.

Such a person is naturally not Yang Kang's opponent.

Within ten moves, Yang Kang took the opponent's gun and knocked away his long sword, forcing his opponent to admit defeat and win. People around him immediately started to discuss, and some people talked about Hengshan. The name of Hengshan in the Sword Sect is well known. Since the Sword Sect was destroyed, Hengshan has been occupied by others. Many people thought it was the Iron Sword Sect, but they didn't expect it to be an outsider.

Everyone has heard of the Tiejianmen worshipping the mountain. Later, there were several farces, but Bai Xiaosheng and his ranks had great martial arts skills. In the entire martial arts world, Hengshan may not be a big deal, but in this area, there are also quite famous people. At least no one dares to provoke them unscrupulously.

In the crowd, looking at Yang Kang's steady big gun, Bai Xiaosheng nodded with satisfaction. Speaking of marksmanship, Yang Kang's marksmanship is not surprising, nor does it have to be surprising. As long as he makes the stabilization and the right one, he is enough to defeat the enemy. It is amazing, and it can be used occasionally, but it is not the right way.

Standing there, Yang Kang's big gun in his hand was like a flying dragon. No matter who came up, he was picked up one by one. In seven consecutive games, Yang Kang defeated the enemy and walked over fifty moves, which caused an uproar among the people around him.

It is rare to see such a young age and such cultivation!

Many people were talking about it, and some even compared Yang Kang with the original Five Great Masters, they would definitely not be much different.

"Nine wins, he has won nine consecutive victories..."

These words were shocked and disbelief.

Ku Cheng and Ku Hui looked at each other, Ku Hui waved backwards, and a tall monk walked out slowly, stepped into the field, clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, I am not evil, twenty-eight years old, please give me advice!"

Yang Kang saluted with a gun, his face rarely solemn. The monk stood there like a mountain, putting a lot of pressure on him.

The two stared at each other, and neither of them took the lead. Yang Kang held the big gun in his hand tightly. The monk narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes, and put his hands beside him, motionless. The people around him were also suppressed by the quiet atmosphere, looking at the two of them nervously, as if they were competing. However, after a long time, everyone could not help but mutter, why didn't they do anything, and the buzzing sounded, but it did not affect the two people in the field at all.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from the crowd, and many people roared, and a voice rang out from afar, "Master, Master..." Everyone was quiet, Abbot Kuhui frowned and shouted, the noisy sound behind stopped, and one of them squeezed in. On the seat, Liu Wei saw the person who came changed, quickly got up, rushed to the person who came, and asked, "Xiao Jiu, what's going on?"

Xiaojiu looked pale and panted, "Master, it's Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng hit my Iron Sword Sect and snatched the Iron Sword Sword of the Sect."

"What..." Liu Wei's expression changed drastically, and Kuhui said "Amitabha" on the side. Liu Wei turned around and clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, I have to go back to the Iron Sword Sect, please forgive me."

Ku Hui clasped her hands together and said, "Master Liu, Ouyang Feng took action ruthlessly, and entered the innate realm again. Master Liu's power is alone and lonely, so he is probably not an opponent."

"This..." Liu Wei was speechless and couldn't speak. Yes, Ouyang Feng used to be very domineering, but now he has become a congenital master and is even more comfortable coming and going. Except for places like Huashan, nowhere else can stop him.

He shook his head bitterly and said, "Master Abbot, the Iron Sword of the Sect is also the treasure of the Iron Sword Sect's inheritance, and it should not be lost. Even if Liu Wei sacrificed his life, he would still compete with Ouyang Feng."

Ku Hui shook her head and frowned and said, "Sect Master Liu, there are many people here. I think the competition is suspended. How about everyone going to Tiejianmen to go together? I don't believe it. Ouyang Feng is really so profitable."

Liu Wei's face was happy and bowed from afar: "Liu Wei thanks Master."

Shaolin is here in Beidou. He spoke, everyone wanted to give face, and everyone was curious, wanting to meet Ouyang Feng in the innate realm. As for the danger, as Abbot True Kuhui said, no matter how good or bad his Ouyang Feng is, he can still stop dozens of masters from attacking.

In the crowd, Bai Xiaosheng frowned and thought to himself: That guy Ouyang Feng won’t go to my Hengshan, too.

Ouyang Feng was afraid of Bai Xiaosheng, but he knew that there were not many people in Hengshan Sect. He would definitely leave after hearing that someone on Hengshan defeated the Iron Sword Sect. However, Ning Caichen knew him, so he should be fine.

Bai Xiaosheng guessed it right again. Ouyang Feng did go to Hengshan, but when he saw Ning Caichen, he understood what was going on. However, when he came to Hengshan, he would not return empty-handed. He looked through all the secret books that Bai Xiaosheng placed in the library. The three magical books on it were copied by him, and he gained a lot.

However, although those three secret books were strong, they were only acquired and did not meet Ouyang Feng's expectations. This time he came out to see if there was still a way out of the innate world.

Bai Xiaosheng is not stupid, and others are not stupid. From the beginning, his eyes were placed in one place, which was the Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for hundreds of years.

Ouyang Feng knew that those who could help him were not only Bai Xiaosheng who had met and guided him to enter the innate realm, but only those sects with a long history. They were the only ones who would mention things about the innate realm. He went to Huashan once because Huashan was passed down by Xiao Feng, but who would have thought that there was an old monster in the innate realm in Huashan, who was so terrifyingly high.

Ouyang Feng was hard to say about other sects, but he knew it was hard to break through. He had been hiding for so long, just planning and finding his own goal, and he was targeting Shaolin Temple.

When he went to the Iron Sword Gate, he was completely luring the tiger away from the mountain. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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