With the host's disciple shouting, the competition between Lu Chen and Chen Hu officially began.

Thunderous shouts sounded from the audience, most of whom were introductory disciples who cheered Chen Hu. The one who called the most was Tian Yu, who had been guided by Lu Chen. Only a few, such as Zuo Qinghan and Yang Zhen, stood together and cheered for Lu Chen.

Wang He was naturally in the team, but his position was very different, obviously close to some core disciples. It was obvious that this second-generation ancestor had already classified himself as the core disciples invisibly.

Proud? Confidence? Or arrogant? Just think about it.

In general, few people are optimistic about Lu Chen, including the four elders in the central position.

Qingyun raised his eyelids and a strange color appeared in his eyes. Even if he couldn't see Lu Chen well, Qingyun only felt that Lu Chen had changed, especially the momentum standing there, which had a special sense of superiority and confidence.

He exchanged eyes with the Lan Yu Zhenren, the Qingming Zhenren and the Qingchuan Zhenren, and saw the same gaze as himself. The four of them had never expected that Lu Chen had received Chen's guidance long ago, and thought his quicksand finger had improved. Qingyun said, "It seems that this kid's quicksand fingering has improved again."

For Zuo Qinghan's sake, Lan Yu Zhenren looked down on Lu Chen the most, and then pondered: "So what? Taoist art and martial arts are two different things. The cultivator has the following body and magic power. If the Taoist art is not practiced well, no matter how powerful the martial arts are, it will be futile."

"What the junior sister said is reasonable." Qingming and Qingchuan expressed their agreement.

"I really don't know how this kid has reached the third level of Qi training." While speaking, Lan Yu chased after him. Obviously, until now, she was still worried about not being able to drive Lu Chen out of Qianyu Sect.

Of course, Lu Chen didn't know what the four elders were thinking. There was a fat man weighing nearly 200 kilograms in front of him. He said he was full of confidence and was sure to win, but Lu Chen would not underestimate Chen Hu. Those who can make the introductory disciples dare not fight are no waste no matter how cowardly they are.

Chen Hu still grinned, but the previous jokes gradually faded, and the one who came up was a solemn look on his face. Similarly, he was able to settle Tian Yu with one blow, and Lu Chen was also a role he valued.

After making up his mind to embarrass Lu Chen, Chen Hu's true energy emerged as soon as he came up. There was already a fireball technique in his fleshy palms.

As he ran over, the ground on the square trembled. He looked like he weighed about 200 pounds, but his speed was not slow. In the blink of an eye, he came to Lu Chen, raised his fist wrapped in a faint fire, and attacked him.

Lu Chen smiled slightly, his body shortened, and he couldn't see any movement under his feet. He directly stroked back, almost slashing against the ground, and his body was much more elegant than Chen Hu.

"Five Luo Liuyun Steps." Lan Yu and others' eyes lit up slightly, "It's not bad, the key points have been mastered, and the use of true qi is also very good, no more or less, but just hiding is not enough. Humph, Lu Chen will definitely lose this battle."

The battle just began, and Lan Yu had already confirmed the result, and his thoughts of disdaining to see Lu Chen were already revealed...

Failed to hit the blow, Chen Hu, who had half-risen, stomped his feet hard, and the fire-fire fist wind came out with full force, and a pair of fleshy fists even contained spots of flames.

Lu Chen jumped up slightly, stepped on Chen Hu's head and jumped over. Then, before he could land, he turned his body and turned his fingers...

"Fingertips Shadow~" is like the scene when facing Tian Yu, dust rises up all over the ground, and a gray-yellow airflow is drawn as Lu Chen's fingertips, which is directly on Chen Hu's shoulder.

After practicing for three months, Chen Hu was not a weak person. He had been on guard against Lu Chen and just raised his arm to block it.

"Puff~"

One refers to the sharp method, the other refers to the rough skin and thick flesh. When the two are opposite, Lu Chen's body floats away.

Next ~

"Pa~" the confrontation between body skills and martial arts officially began.

The two of them were merciless in their fists. They were completely open and closed. One attack was powerful, the fist wind whistled, and the other was elegant in their body movements, like a swimming fish and spirit crane. There were even bitter finger winds sweeping across them.

Outside the square, shouts were everywhere, and the more they shouted, the more thunder it became. As Chen Hu occasionally threw out the fireball technique, he gained a little advantage. There would be several cheers coming from behind without hesitation.

After fighting for a long time, Lu Chen was at a disadvantage, all because he had not used any Taoist skills yet.

On the contrary, Chen Hu kept throwing the fireball technique, and occasionally used one or two fire cover techniques to strengthen his defense, forcing Lu Chen's finger strength to disappear and greatly reduced his effectiveness.

After a while, the disciples even more determined that Lu Chen would definitely lose. Outside the square, Zuo Qinghan jumped up and wanted to go up to help. As for Wang He's face, he looked even more contemptuous and disdainful.

"It seems that without Taoism, it is difficult to beat him in a short time." Lu Chen thought to himself.

I didn't want to use Taoist techniques, but now it seems that it's not necessary. I can't keep chasing you. After all, I'm a disciple of the Yu generation, and the ingredients are higher than the four elders. Even if Ye Chen is not there, he can't lose his face.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen's mouth curled, and no one saw a strange smile.

A ray of light flashed at his fingertips, and a little bit of true energy overflowed. Lu Chen silently recited the formula of the quicksand technique. When he saw Chen Hu killing him again, the man retreated to the right and threw it out with a quicksand technique.

"Hehe, you are in trouble. Your weight of about 200 pounds can make the quicksand technique exert its power at a super level." Lu Chen smiled secretly in his heart.

As expected, Chen Hu, who had been rushing around like a personal tank, was eager to make a profit and had long forgotten Lu Chen's spiritual roots.

Earth-based Taoist art and quicksand art.

“Fast sand ~”

Lu Chen whispered softly, and the ground suddenly floated. The originally flat blue bricks turned into floating sand at this moment.

Unprepared, Chen Hu stepped on it and sank into it.

"Fastsand technique?"

When the disciples saw it, they all exclaimed in surprise. At this time, even the four elders opened their eyes wide and looked at Lu Chen in disbelief, thinking: "Where did this kid learn it?"

The quicksand appears and there is no root under the feet. It is the key to this quicksand technique. Although this Taoist technique is not very good, the purpose of cultivation is to catch the opponent off guard.

Just one second pause was enough to change many things. As you can see now, Chen Hu, who should have the upper hand, stepped on the quicksand technique and suddenly stopped. And just now, Lu Chen had already rushed forward with retreating as he advanced.

"Fingertips Shadow~"

It was still the same thing as the shadow of the fingertips. It hit Chen Hu's major acupoints with one hit, and then Lu Chen kicked Chen Hu's butt.

"Bang~"

"Huh? I didn't kick, come again."

"Bang~" shaking now.

"Bang bang~"

Next, a good show of kicking the fat man was staged on the entire square of the Yuning Palace.

Without fingering, Lu Chen changed his fingering to his feet and picked up Chen Hu's thick flesh to greet him. After a while, Chen Hu's whole body was covered with big footprints of black mud.

Lu Chen felt that it was almost done, so he kicked Chen Hu's vest, causing him to have an intimate contact with the earth. Finally, he ran to Chen Hu, stepped on him, and put on a victorious poss.

At this time, the core disciple who was hosting the competition would not have to announce the results. It is obvious that Chen Hu's acupoints were still sealed, and he could not move even if he wanted to, and he was even stepped on his feet. The result was even more obvious.

Without much effort, Lu Chen not only verified his quicksand finger, but also gained a closer understanding of the wonderful techniques of quicksand technique. There is no need to show too much and win in a high-profile manner.

There was a silence under the square. Everyone was not surprised by Lu Chen's quicksand technique. They were completely shocked by Lu Chen's extremely fast means.

"This is how can I practice the quicksand technique? Chen Hu, such a powerful opponent, didn't even have a chance to respond, so he fell to the ground. This~, Lu Chen is too powerful."

And ~

It was still successful in practicing without anyone's guidance.

"Can you learn without a teacher?"

Amazement, dead silence, everyone looked at each other in shock. After a while, if it weren't for Chen Hu's wailing and roar on the ground, everyone seemed to be in panic in a short time.

"Lu Chen, you are not trustworthy, didn't you say you would kick less?" Chen Hu was really crying and wanted to make Lu Chen look ugly, but the one who is making a fool of himself.

Lu Chen smiled slightly, took his foot down, slapped the solid body twice, lifted the acupoints, and laughed: "Yes, I've kicked less. I originally planned to kick a hundred times, but now I've kicked more, so you'd better be satisfied."

“Uh~”

The audience was stunned.
Chapter completed!