Mu Wushuang clenched his fist with his right hand and saw that Wen Guzhi had no intention of taking action first. He immediately pressed his left arm and punched Wen Guzhi's right shoulder. Wen Guzhi sideways and avoided Mu Wushuang's extremely quick punch, and his left hand slammed on Mu Wushuang's wrist. Mu Wushuang suddenly felt a great force coming from his wrist - Wen Guzhi's wrist power was more than a little bit larger than Xin Wuke. Mu Wushuang felt a stern heart, but he smiled and said, "Junior Brother Wen is really born with divine power."

When Zhang Tingmu heard this, he immediately took a step with a serious expression. Li Yu also stared at Wen Guzhi. Wen Guzhi let go of his left hand and took a step back, and said modestly: "Not comparable to Senior Brother Mu." Mu Wushuang shook his left hand and said, "You are not as good as Senior Brother Mu." Mu Wushuang shook his left hand and said, "You are not polite, Junior Brother Wen, I just have some brute force." As he said that, Mu Wushuang quietly winked Li Yu, Li Yu nodded slightly, and then slowly moved to Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu and Li Yu looked at each other, and the two nodded tacitly.

Mu Wushuang and Wen Guzhi used a few more moves here, and it was obvious that Mu Wushuang did not use all his strength, and Wen Guzhi was at ease. Many disciples had already whispered: "Junior Brother Wen's martial arts are so fast! He can actually compete with Senior Brother Mu so many moves!" "Your Brother Wen is basically here. Senior Brother Xin gave Mr. Li the face just now, right? Otherwise, let's try it out later?"

Zhang Tingye looked at Mu Wushuang and Wen Guzhi's fight with expressionless face. After twenty moves, Wen Guzhi was pushed to his chest by Mu Wushuang and took a few steps back. Wen Guzhi respectfully lowered his head and bowed, saying, "Guzhi is not the match between Senior Brother." Mu Wushuang smiled and returned a bow, but secretly signaled Zhang Tingmu and Li Yu to pay attention to Wen Guzhi. After Wen Guzhi retreated to the crowd, another disciple immediately came out and said loudly: "I am the second disciple of my father Tan Yongqiang, named Zhang Xi. Senior Brother Mu, I have learned it!" Li Yu remembered what Long Sizhan said, and strode forward and said, "Mu, let me try it too."

Mu Wushuang nodded and bowed to Zhang Xi: "Junior Brother Zhang, how about letting Li Yu have a few moves with you?" Zhang Xi looked at Li Aman and nodded hesitantly. Li Yu took a breath with some dissatisfaction and asked, "Why, Junior Brother Zhang looks down on me?" Zhang Xi waved his hand and explained: "No, no, senior brother, don't misunderstand."

Mu Wushuang picked up the Juluo Sword and retreated to the crowd. Li Aman used a set of Dao Zun Demon Subduing Fist. Zhang Xi used the bee formation chain legs of Jiujian Pavilion. This set of legs was not good at strength, but focused on the offensive and made rapid moves, and used storm-like moves to suppress the opponent. Li Yu's Dao Zun Demon Subduing Fist was not good at speed, so he was caught off guard by Zhang Xi at the beginning. Li Yu was kicked in both arms by Zhang Xi and couldn't help but take two steps back. Zhang Xi also took the opportunity to look at Mu Wushuang.

Li Yu couldn't help but get angry: Although Zhang Xi said politely, he clearly wanted to fight with Mu Wushuang. Li Yu secretly held his breath: "Junior Brother Zhang, where are you looking?" After saying that, Li Yu pulled out his posture, and it was still the starting move of the Dao Zun Demon Subduing Fist. Zhang Xi curled his lips and said: "Senior Brother, Demon Subduing Fist can't hit my bee formation leg." Li Yu smiled, and then his face darkened: "That's not necessarily!" After saying that, Li Yu swung another punch, and Zhang Xi took a step back and pulled a distance to kick Li Aman's left waist.

Li Yu suddenly changed his fist into a palm in the middle and slashed towards Zhang Xi's calves. Zhang Xi could only hurry to avoid his right palm. However, Li Yu's right palm just waved, and saw that Zhang Xi was fooled and turned into a fist, and hit Zhang Xi's throat from bottom to top. Zhang Xi could only take a step back. When he came to his senses, he found that Li Yu's left fist had just stopped on his lower abdomen.

Zhang Xi stared at Li Yu with wide eyes. Li Yu took back his fists, took a step back and shook his wrists and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, I'll give in. Come again?" Zhang Xi shook his head awkwardly: "No, Senior Brother Li is good at martial arts, Zhang Xi is convinced!" Then Zhang Xi bowed to Li Yu in conscience and retreated to the crowd. Zhang Zhubei swept around the hesitant disciples and raised his voice and asked, "Is there anyone else? No? A bunch of bear kids!" The three disciples who had just appeared on the stage were already outstanding three generations of disciples, but they were all defeated one by one, and the other disciples with weaker martial arts naturally had no one to fight.

Zhang Zhubei looked around with a smirk and was about to speak when a man suddenly said, "I'll do it!" Li Yu couldn't help but frown and turned around to look. Zhang Tingye walked to Li Yu with an expressionless face. All the three generations of disciples were quiet. Although Zhang Tingye was young, he was the best martial arts among the three generations of disciples. Zeng Ding looked at Li Yu and Zhang Tingye nervously. He knew that the two of them didn't like each other, and they might accidentally hurt each other when they fought.

However, before Zeng Ding could stop them, Zhang Tingye and Li Yu had already fought, and they didn't even say polite words. The two of them fists and palms refused to give in to each other. Zhang Tingye's fair face turned red, obviously using all his strength, and Li Yu was also fist-like and full of strength. After more than a dozen moves, the two suddenly faced each other with their palms. After a muffled sound, they both took two steps back. Zhang Tingye held his breath and stared at Li Yu. Li Li Yu also wiped the sweat from his forehead and stared at Zhang Tingye without showing any weakness.

Zhang Tingye snorted coldly, slowly raised his right hand and squatted down his horse stance, and slowly swayed his left arm to the other side of his body. Some disciples were already screaming: "Junior Brother Zhang is going to use Guiyi Mountain Palm!" Li Yu immediately took half a step on his left leg when he heard the words Guiyi Mountain Palm, and his right palm was pushed forward with his left palm in his chest, and then his upper body shook violently, and even the dust on his clothes was shaken. Seeing that Li Yu shook, Fu Chao used his true energy to shake off the dust on his clothes. After looking at Li Yu's posture carefully, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and said, "Tianhui lifts the rod? Tiangang Hand! You two are quick to stop!"

Mu Wushuang remembered the scene of Li Yu's Tiangang hand making Bai Xiaogu a useless man, and hurriedly shouted two steps forward: "Li Yu! Don't do anything random!" Li Yu seemed to have not heard it, and still stared at Zhang Tingye. Zhang Tingye's right arm also began to tremble slightly. Zeng Ding hurriedly glanced at Zhang Zhubei, Zhang Zhubei was slightly stunned, then turned to look at Fu Chao. Fu Chao nodded nervously and walked quickly behind Zhang Tingye. Zhang Zhubei also stood quietly behind Li Yu, staring at the two people who were still moving nervously.

Zhang Tingye's arms were shaking harder and Li Yu's momentum became more and more serious. Zhang Zhubei and Fu Chao's expressions changed. They knew that once these two people collided, the best result was that the tendons and veins were broken and both sides were injured. Zhang Tingye suddenly stepped out of his right leg, and his right palm, which had already reached its limit, slashed towards Li Yu with a whistling sound of wind. Li Yu also stepped on his right leg almost at the same time, and his right palm was straight towards Zhang Tingye's palm. These days, Li Yu has practiced the internal skills of the Nine Sword Pavilion. Although he can't even talk about the superficiality, the real power of the Tiangang Hand has begun to appear.

When the two of them fought each other, Zhang Zhubei and Fu Chao also took action at the same time. Zhang Zhubei hugged Li Yu's left waist, and Fu Chao reached out and grabbed Zhang Tingye's left shoulder. Fu Chao was led by Zhang Tingye and rushed forward a few steps before he stood firm. Zhang Zhubei took Li Yu several times and avoided Zhang Tingye. Then he couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground. Zhang Tingye turned his head and shouted at Fu Chao, "Get out, let me go!" Fu Chao looked at Zhang Tingye without saying anything.

Zhang Zhubei patted Li Yu who was pressing on him: "Baby, get up quickly!" Li Yu stood up, glanced at Zhang Tingye coldly, and then leaned over respectfully and said, "Thank you two uncles." Zhang Zhubei sighed and waved to Fu Chao, and Fu Chao slowly took his hand away from Zhang Tingye's shoulder. Zhang Tingye subconsciously patted his left shoulder and stared at Li Yu with resentment.

Li Yu's mind was full of competitions, so he didn't think anything was wrong. However, Zhang Tingmu's face changed and he walked to Zhang Tingye and scolded: "Apologize to Uncle Fu!" Zhang Tingye raised his head and stared at Zhang Tingmu with an angry face. Mu Wushuang also stood beside Zhang Tingmu with murderous aura: "Senior Brother wants you to apologize to Uncle Fu, have you heard of deafness?"
Chapter completed!