Chen Lan is a contemporary descendant of xingyimen. His strongest means is naturally Xingyiquan.

Therefore, once the appearance of the shape and meaning thirteen fists, it is the momentum of thunder.

Surging momentum swept between, then toward Ye Fan severely hit.

"I'll go!"

"Is this the highest unique skill of Xingyi, the thirteen fists of Xingyi?"

"The chief drillmaster is so strong?"

After seeing Chen Lan's fist technique, some people yelled directly out of the crowd behind him.

"Well?"

"Lao Li, what is the shape and meaning of thirteen fists?"

"Very good?"

"Are we good at Military Boxing?"

Many people were puzzled when they heard the speech.

"Nonsense!"

"Xingyi boxing originated in the Qing Dynasty, 200 years ago. Pay attention to the combination of heart and will, will and Qi, Qi and strength, shoulder and hip, elbow and knee, hand and foot. "

"The shape and meaning thirteen fists are the most profound and the most powerful boxing technique among the forms and meanings."

"Our chief drillmaster, worthy of being a contemporary descendant of Xingyi boxing, can be used to such unique skills!"

"Dead ~"

"Qinglong, they are dead this time."

Among the crowd, the soldier who was called Lao Li kept saying.

He was fond of national martial arts since his childhood, so he had a little immersion in traditional Chinese skills such as Taiji and Xingyiquan.

Like Chen Lan's long-standing boxing techniques, he can see it at a glance.

Listen to him so say, although those soldiers around still don't understand, but it doesn't matter, know that Chen LanNiu is forced!

However, in the face of Chen Lan's majestic offensive, Ye Fan has no expression. Deep eyes, there is an inexplicable mood flashing.

He looked at the direction of Chen Lan attack, just lightly shook his head: "since admitted, then there is nothing to say."

Cold words, like the cold wind, from this side of the world, slowly blowing.

Suddenly, the temperature here suddenly dropped by several minutes!

It's like falling into an ice cellar.

"Hum, it's just a mystery ~"

"I don't believe it, Chen Lan, can I be defeated by you today?"

Feel Ye Fan from the body of the majestic momentum, Chen Lan eyebrows wrinkled eyes, on the old face, is full of thick color.

However, even so, Chen Lan does not think that ye fan has the ability to compete with him.

After all, the cultivation of martial arts is not an overnight thing!

Chen Lan practiced martial arts for half of his life. He was just fighting for internal power. He was not comparable to this younger generation.

It's more natural for him to master the martial arts.

As for the matter of being retreated by Ye Fan's boxing, Chen Lan only thinks that it was due to his carelessness and was caught off guard by Ye Fan.

However, is this really the case?

At this time, everyone's eyes have already looked over.

All of them were staring at the place where they met.

Seeing, Chen Lan's stormy attack has arrived in front of Ye Fan. However, what makes people wonder is that the young man is still standing safely.

He stood with his hands down, and he was still.

There is no joy or sorrow on a delicate face.

Just like a stubborn stone, standing silently in the wind and rain!

"Well?"

"Why hasn't he done it yet?"

"Did you accept your fate?"

"I know I can't defeat Mr. Chen, so I'm ready to break the pot?"

"This kind of waste, before or our Jiangdong military region instructor?"

"It's just the most beautiful thing in the world."