Chapter 261: Within ten strokes, Yuan Chao will win!

The three battles of the Seven Jins and Fours were not held at the same time, but were held sequentially, within a day. This is to ensure that everyone in the sect can watch these three duels and have a sufficient understanding of the strength of these six disciples.

The first battle was between Chen Feng and Yuan Chao.

Yuan Chao floated on the stage of life and death, while Chen Feng was still as before, slowly walking up step by step. It's just that no one dared to laugh at him this time.

Yuan Chao looked at Chen Feng and said lightly: "I heard that you are very powerful. No one can force you to use the second trick. Unfortunately, this record will end today. Not only will you use the second trick, but also In a very short time, Zong was defeated or even killed by me."

He bared his teeth and showed a bloodthirsty smile: "Don't worry, I won't keep my hands."

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "What a coincidence, I won't keep my hands."

Yuan Chao's face became cold: "You dare to talk to me like this. You really don't know how to live or die. You wanted to give you a good time. You will wait for me. After a while, I will seal your blood and cut off your tongue. , So that you can’t call out the two words to admit defeat, and then calmly soak you. As long as you don’t call out the words to admit defeat, it’s not a violation of the rules of the sect. No one can do anything to me! Don’t worry. , I'll take care of you slowly, so that you will die."

Chen Feng said lightly, "Are you finished?"

Yuan Chao felt that he was being despised, and he shouted: "Since you are so anxious to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Speaking of him taking a step forward, both punches flew out, and the two cyclones were like two thousand-year-old vines, entangled with each other and flew towards Chen Feng.

These two cyclones not only have the exact same shape as the thousand-year-old vines, but also the color of the cyclones has a very deep, even iron-colored green, just like those hard and hard mountain vines that have grown for thousands of years. Like the skin of iron.

Seeing this scene, among the many elders sitting on the cliff, one elder smiled at the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face next to him: "Elder Yuan, your nephew, you have a very good talent. This old rattan boxing has already practiced. You have to have some basic knowledge."

"Yes," another Nei Zong elder next to him said in an interface, praising to Elder Yuan: "In my opinion, at least three points have been gained."

Elder Yuan twisted his beard and smiled slightly: "My nephew, I have been smart since I was a child, and he has a very strong comprehension ability. He can learn all martial arts as soon as he learns it. It's just that he has a low-key temper and is not as open-minded as others. Nei Zong created the fame of this and that, what's the use? The last time I met my nephew, didn't it have to be revealed?"

His last sentence was obviously satirizing Chen Feng, and Elder Yuan continued with a smile and said: "It's just that this time, the new disciple qualifying competition, my nephew has to reveal his strength no matter how low-key he is."

The elder next to him was obviously trying to please him, and hurriedly asked, "From the perspective of Elder Yuan, what can Chen Feng support?"

Elder Yuan stretched out a slap, then turned it over, and said, "Ten moves at most."

At this time, under the stage of life and death, Shenhua had already set the bet and shouted: "Come on, come and bet! Today bet is divided into three ways. First, Brother Chen wins with one move. Second , Brother Chen will win one to ten strokes. Third, Brother Chen will win out of ten strokes."

Someone asked wonderingly: "Why is your gambling game different from before? Isn't there the option to suppress Chen Feng?"

Sun Hua laughed and said, "Senior Brother Chen will definitely win today, so I won't pit money."

As the elder of Nei Zong, he was powerful, even though he was so far away from Sun Hua, Sun Hua's voice still reached Elder Yuan's ears. He snorted coldly, and his expression was a little dissatisfied: "Junior who knows nothing about life and death!"

Lao Tengquan is said to be a senior of Qian Yuanzong. When traveling in the mountains, I occasionally saw two thousand-year-old ancient vines with wisdom and wisdom, fighting each other, and came up with this style of boxing created by inspiration.

After practicing Lao Teng Fist, you can release the tenacious Qi like Lao Teng, entangle the enemy, the enemy is entangled by Lao Teng, just like being entangled by a thousand-year-old python, it will be abruptly broken. The tendons broke, the internal organs shattered and died.

Yuan Chao looked at Chen Feng triumphantly, and seemed to have seen Chen Feng being entangled in a cyclone like two thousand-year-old giant vines, strangling him, and his entire body was broken and died.

He dropped his hands, seemingly unresponsive, but he was actually paying close attention to every move of Chen Feng, and he thought to himself: "Chen Feng is said to have an extremely magical footwork that can easily avoid the opponent's attack. The purpose of using this trick is not to kill him, but to force him to dodge. I have hidden murderous intentions in this trick. If he wants to dodge, he can only dodge in three directions. And I’m ready, as long as Where he hides, I immediately follow it is a killer move!"