He ran for two steps and instantly rushed to Tang Yin. He stepped forward and thrust his right arm with a trembling forward force. The force penetrated, as if a big gun was stabbed out suddenly, driving the "substamp spear" to hit the opponent's chest. His fist arm seemed to be wrapped in a layer of wind, which showed the fierceness of the force.

(I haven't got a good rest for three days, and it's not good for a long battle. It's better to fight quickly.) The fight is right in front of me, but Tang Yin felt that his heart had never been so calm. He crossed his arms and blocked the opponent's thrust with the most stable cross. Because the stake method was solid, he was just slightly sunk and completely blocked.

However, at this moment, the Man suddenly disappeared. He actually rolled sideways and stood up from behind Tang Yin and stabbed his left fist. The change of this move almost showed some visual deception, and the gathering and dispersion was like the wind. If the boxer who reacted a little slower, he would be paraplegic at the back of his neck by his punch, he would be lucky enough to die.

Tang Yin rushed forward two steps to avoid the jab, but Mandu and the referee on the side had a smile. Shengxiang's boxing skills were strong and flexible. Once they were bullied behind them, this was basically the rhythm of the outcome.

Without giving Tang Yin a chance to turn around, Man rushed to force the opponent to either jump out of the ring or die under his own fist.

At this time, Tang Yin moved sideways and stepped, as if he wanted to widen the distance and turned around. Mandu accelerated and pressed his feet hard, and at the same time he attacked continuously, and the attack was fierce.

Just as his crazy attack was about to hit the opponent, the holy elephant boxer Mandu's eyes suddenly frozen. He watched his opponent's waist and back thrust, and the muscles on his back were like a big dragon. The force was connected step by step, so that he could pull the center of gravity back.

Pure Yang Xianxin, soul-suppressing thoughts, and body strength controls Ruyi.

With a spin, both sides passed by. Tang Yin came to Mandu's back instead. He followed the rotation of his body and pointed to the knife and slashed towards Mandu's neck. His right arm expanded with the force pouring in and almost roared through the air. His killing was like a knife and an axe, which was almost the same as the attack that Mandu attacked his back and neck just now, but it was even more dangerous.

Mandu attacked with fists and feet, but watched Tang Yin disappear from him. Then a howling sound of breaking through the air came from behind. He had no time to dodge and step, so he could only pounce forward as Tang Yin responded just now.

Bang!

The moves I just saw were learned and sold now, which was too despised. Tang Yin had not slashed his left hand, and his right hand had already punched and consciously moved down. Finally, this punch hit the back of Mandu's neck, which made the Saint Elephant boxer's body rush forward, and then fell to the edge of the ring. His back neck bone was obviously sunk. There was no need to see this injury, and the current medical conditions of the Saint Elephant could not be saved.

It seems that because the black fist of the Holy Elephant Kingdom became popular, the referee did not react much after seeing his own boxer dead on the ring, and simply announced that Tang Yin won.

After the competition, Tang Yin jumped off the arena and met with Director Hua Tianyang of Baihong Boxing Gallery. It is best to find people of the same tribe to join us when they are in a foreign land, especially the public security conditions in the Shengxiang Kingdom are not very good. At this time, it is really worth it to throw your life in a foreign land because of your excess self-esteem.

Because Tang Yin ended quickly, Hua Tianyang had not finished fighting yet, but the Body Refining Realm boxing in the Baihong Pavilion is still very good. Its flying suddenly and the rainbow penetrates the sun, which is exactly like one, and coordinates with the wishful thinking. The last game was played, four of the five disciples won. Except for the last junior brother who was broken by a Brahman, the Baihong Pavilion can be said to have won a great victory this time.

"What are you doing? Xiao Luo? You usually ask you to work harder, but you are not obedient at all. Now I have to bandage you." Hua Tianyang's granddaughter Hua Rui was spoiled by his grandfather and said unyieldingly. However, Tang Yin noticed that even so, the disciple named Xiao Luo still did not show any pain. It was obvious that Hua Rui was very cautious in his actions.

Among the five disciples who came to participate in the competition in Baihong Pavilion this time, except for the senior brother Qin Yi who was excellent in boxing and who had been promoted to Danqi, everyone else came to increase their practical experience. No matter how irregular the road to the arena is, there are still referees and videos. As long as you surrender in time, there will be no danger of life. Of course, if you don’t even have time to shout for surrender, then don’t blame Moyou. Compared with the truly fierce life-and-death battle, the intensity of this kind of ring game has been greatly reduced.

In addition to increasing practical experience, this competition also made some of the advertising effects that made the martial arts hall famous. The four clean and neat victory of the Baihong Pavilion has been seen by some people. In the future, whether it is recruiting disciples or business scenes in various aspects, they will be affected by radiation.

At night, because Tang Yin was a guest, Hua Tianyang was arranged in a small single room. After a brief inspection, it was confirmed that there was no problem. Tang Yin took out the silk cloth from his arms that recorded the remnants of the Black Sky Wusheng Sutra and the Black Sun Sword Sutra.

He had never heard of the Eight Heaven and Dragons, the Black Sky and the No Birth Sutra, but after all, after all, he had been in China for so many years, and Tang Yin was sure that he had picked up the treasure. In addition to the Black Sun Sword Sutra, which he could not practice at all, the small part of this silk cloth also records a set of methods called "The Extremely Immortal Body", which can be practiced, especially the most important thing about this Extremely Immortal Body is to obtain practice and training from actual combat, which is more suitable for Tang Yin.

(Even if a normal person gets this thing, let alone practice normally, he will fall into madness after watching it for a long time... Pure Yang Xianxin, that bald man, is that real the truest self in my heart?)

(Forget it, without him, I am either dead or crazy now. I have been picked up by this life, so what else can I be afraid of?) Let go of my thoughts and Tang Yin began to study the basic method of practicing the Immortal Dark Body and the sword move in the Black Sun Sword Sutra. All the techniques recorded on this black silk cloth often pursue their own sublimation and breakthroughs in the most extreme spirit and extreme state. It is completely imagined that the practice of hundreds of people who die. However, it is this kind of martial art that almost even abandons one's own life that gives birth to the crazy sword intention of wanton madness and slaughtering the world... I don't even care about my own life. How can ordinary people resist the fierceness and decisiveness of the attack?

In the next few days, Tang Yin gradually made up for his loss of body and returned to his original life. Hua Rui threw him a set of martial arts uniforms from Baihong Pavilion. Although his arrogant and arrogant appearance could easily make people angry, Tang Yin unexpectedly found that he didn't mind much. It seemed that after being replaced with a heart in that dream, his resistance to negative emotions increased significantly.

In the second round of the qualifiers on the road to the arena, Tang Yin's ranks are relatively low, so he can walk in the martial arts venue and watch the many warriors fist and kick, imagine how to deal with those sharp killer moves, how to deal with them, how to resolve them, how to turn defeat into victory, and how to attack with the trend.

The martial arts venue was filled with fists and feet bombardment, and the sound of fierce collisions of flesh and blood. Qin Yi, the senior brother of Baihong Pavilion, was very unlucky to meet a female master from China. Sister Cheng from Nuxiong Village was nine feet tall and seven feet tall. She stood there like an iron tower-like hero. Although this body shape was basically ruined for women, it was not an exaggeration to call this body shape "extraordinary talent" in martial arts, especially when a warrior had not entered the Qi Realm, the advantage brought by this body shape in the Body Refining Realm was too great.
Chapter completed!