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Chapter 58 - Brilliant Match

The esteemed monk, Grandmaster Void, boasted for a long time. Finally, he lifted the hem of his cotton robe and looked towards the audience as he said clearly: "I wonder if there are any martial arts experts at the scene. It would be best if they could come up and spar with me. This way, the mysteries of ancient martial arts could be displayed in greater detail. Otherwise, if I were to execute a set of fist techniques myself, you wouldn't be able to see the true meaning behind them. "

However, the crowd was speechless. Who would have the courage to spar with a monk like him?

The scene became silent for a moment. No one took the initiative to go up.

The high monk waited in the air for a moment and saw that the whole hall was densely packed with people. No one actually came up to spar with him. Instantly, he purposely let out a long sigh and sighed, "In such a large river, I can't believe I can't find a young man who knows some martial arts. "This trip down the mountain has really disappointed and disappointed me …"

A few consecutive times of disappointment, like a few slaps, slapped onto the faces of the young men in the river.

However, these young masters were proficient at acting cool and fighting chicken and flirting with pretty girls. However, all of them were either weak or fat, and they weren't proficient in martial arts.

Old Secretary Zhang Weimin looked at the youths seated around him and sighed. The fact that the entire hall was humiliated by a monk in such a manner had caused Old Secretary Zhang Weimin to feel slightly disappointed with the young people of the river realm.

"All these years in the Young Master Song, I have always focused on the unique technique of sumo wrestling." Zou Yang intentionally opened his mouth to say this: "Young Master Song is not good at Chinese martial arts. Otherwise, it would be for the best if the Young Master Song came out. "

Song Shaolun naturally understood Zou Yang's small-mindedness. Immediately, he let out a long sigh and said regretfully: "That's right, to use a sumo wrestling technique against a Chinese martial artist is indeed not suitable. "What a pity, what a pity …"

Zou Yang shook his head, then suddenly suggested: "I heard that Miss Zhong's boyfriend Xiao Yi is a martial arts expert. If he were to make a move, it would be appropriate. It's just that I don't know, is he willing? "

Although his words weren't soft, they weren't heavy. However, in the quiet lobby, most people still heard it.

Immediately, the line of sight once again focused on Xiao Yi. Many pairs of eyes looked at Xiao Yi with a fiery look of anticipation. No one would care how Zou Yang found out that he was a martial arts expert.

Su Gang laughed, pushed Xiao Yi's arm, and said with malicious intent: "Big Brother, it's your turn to take action. "Let me see how powerful your Tang Sect's ultimate technique is!"

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth curled into a cold smile as he looked at the so-called High Monk in front of him. Then, their gazes shifted towards Zou Yang and Song Shaolun.

Instantly, the expression on Xiao Yi's face darkened. Xiao Yi could immediately see through the scheme that Zou Yang had set up, and it was even a trap with such a low intelligence.

Making a so-called high monk was another way to push himself into the public opinion. At this time, it was already too late for Xiao Yi to not make a move. After all, the entire upper echelons of the river and sea were looking at him, waiting for him.

On one hand, Xiao Yi couldn't afford to lose face, and on the other hand, he had the confidence to deal with that so-called high monk. Immediately, he raised his head and laughed loudly. He then stood up and said loudly, "I had originally wanted to give this opportunity to the first young master of the sea. Unexpectedly, the young master didn't seem to be that impressive. "In the future, let's see if I need to change this position."

After ridiculing Song Shaolun for a while, Xiao Yi walked forward with big strides without a word. Looking at the huge face of the monk, he coldly snorted and said with a deeper meaning, "Now, I shall do as you wish."

Xiao Yi's words were actually a double entendre. Although it looked like he was talking to the tall monk, he was also talking to Zou Yang.

"Then come on, I wonder what kind of martial arts this mister is capable of?" When the tall monk saw Xiao Yi standing out, he finally smiled and pretended to be polite as he asked.

"All the martial arts in the world are indestructible. All the martial arts in the world are powerful and tough. " Xiao Yi said in a solemn voice, and then turned his head to look at the high monk in the sky: "To deal with you, I only need a punch.

Your dragon claw hands, iron sand palm, and the like, let me see what kind of messy things you have there. "

Although the tall monk was initially ordered by Zou Yang, he would still see Xiao Yi looking down on him with contempt and disdain. Immediately, the temper of the monk surfaced, and he spoke to Xiao Yi: "The secrets of the ancient martial arts, do not rely on sharp tongues. "Now, show me some true skill. Let me see what merits you have to say these words."

"Come." Xiao Yi spread out his hands, and directly started the challenge.

Initially, it was just a sparring session, a mysterious performance of an ancient martial arts technique. At most, the monk would do something to bully Xiao Yi. But at this moment, this had already become a challenge, a duel.

Below the stage, Zhang Weimin's gaze was fixated on Xiao Yi. Seeing Xiao Yi standing in front of his with a calm face, he did not feel any fear at all. Immediately, a tinge of admiration appeared in his blurry eyes. He softly said, "This young man is indeed a good person. I must come down and have a good chat with him."

Immediately, the group of important personnel surrounding Old Secretary all looked at Xiao Yi with some jealousy and envy. For such a large ocean to be recognized by the Old Secretary, it was indeed too difficult. Many of them tried to show off their skills, but they couldn't get a good word from Old Secretary Zhang Weimin.

"Brother, can he win?" Su Meiran did not know why she suddenly tensed up and asked.

"Absolutely." Su Gang was extremely confident in his big brother's abilities. He grinned and said happily, "Let's wait and see his performance."

Zhong Qianmei was caught off guard. She looked at her somewhat excited daughter Zhong Xiaoyu and asked: "Why are you so happy? Do you think that Xiao Yi will win for sure? "

"Mom, absolutely." Zhong Xiaoyu's eyes released a trace of fanaticism, as she cheered after seeing Xiao Yi's back: "Xiao Yi, this is a decathlon."

Although these people thought highly of Xiao Yi. However, the entire hall of guests all looked at Xiao Yi with indecision. After all, the person opposite was a monk who had trained in martial arts since he was young. Severing the mortal world and clearing away all six roots, this kind of person wholeheartedly studied buddhist cultivation. Just think about it, he would definitely have terrifying ability.

On the other hand, Xiao Yi was so young and his figure was thin. In terms of fists and legs, wanting to defeat the high monk Emptiness was completely unthinkable.

Thinking of this, all the guests in the hall had nervous expressions, their palms dripping with sweat.

"Is that monk reliable?" Song Shaolun had comprehended Xiao Yi's martial arts before, so when he saw the monk in the center, he immediately asked Zou Yang who was beside him.

"Young Master Song, do you know that large carved stone table in front of my house?" Zou Yang did not directly answer Song Shaolun, but asked back.

Song Shaolun thought for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Understood."

"The stone table is made of fine marble and weighs three hundred catties. That monk can lift it up with one hand. " Zou Yang looked at Xiao Yi in front of him sinisterly and spoke sinisterly.

Song Shaolun also immediately laughed slyly as he raised his head to look at Xiao Yi with eyes full of ridicule and schadenfreude.

In front of the great hall, Xiao Yi was still standing in front of the monk. When the High Monk saw Xiao Yi's look of contempt, he instantly shouted loudly. With both fists dancing in the air, he directly charged towards Xiao Yi.

If this fist were to directly strike Xiao Yi in the face, then Xiao Yi's face would definitely collapse in an instant. The power of the High Monk's punch pierced through the air.

However, Xiao Yi still maintained his lazy look. Looking at the fist coming at him from the sky, he suddenly smiled.

After that, Xiao Yi suddenly took action, his fists moving towards the monk's chest from the side.

Xiao Yi's fists did not have any tricks. There was also no sound of the old monk's fist piercing through the air. Xiao Yi's fists seemed to have already fused with the air. Like a bolt of lightning, a bolt of lightning flashed and instantly struck the monk's chest.

Bang.

A loud sound rang out. It was the sound of heavy objects colliding together. Before the High Monk's fist had arrived in front of Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi's fist had already struck the High Monk's chest.

Afterwards, the tall monk's tall and sturdy body was directly sent flying by Xiao Yi's punch. His body was thrown into the air as he retreated continuously.

In the end, the monk's body hit the table where the guests were feasting. All sorts of fine delicacies and fine wines were sent flying by the monk's impact. As for the High Monk's body in the void, it was directly buried within the fine dishes. The wine that was splattered all over his body.

"Like I said, only speed is unbeatable in all martial arts. All martial arts in the world are powerful and forceful." Xiao Yi repeated himself again as he opened his mouth and spoke word by word: "In my world, there is no Iron Palm, Copper Head Merit, or Dragon Claw Hand. "The only thing that I know how to do is to be fast and fierce."

Originally, the hall had been in a state of chaos. At this moment, everyone quieted down. All of them looked at Xiao Yi with eyes filled with awe.

Occasionally, the sound of cold air being sucked could be heard coming from the lobby.

The spectators didn't react at all. It didn't look like it was going to be a good fight at all.

However, this was definitely the most exciting battle for the upper echelons of the river and sea. Xiao Yi helped them get back to their senses in the shortest amount of time possible. The tall monk, who was still in high spirits a moment ago, was forcefully thrown into the air under the table.

"In front of absolute strength, all tricks are useless."

At this time, Xiao Yi said as if he was pointing something. Then, he suddenly looked at Song Shaolun who was by the side of the table, a cold smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly spoke in a loud voice: "I heard that Young Master Song likes to fight with each other, and is quite an accomplishment. Today, under the gaze of everyone present, do you dare to compete with me? "Let me see, is it Chinese kung fu or Japanese sumo wrestling?"

During Zhong Xiaoyu's birthday banquet, Xiao Yi had been passively receiving beatings, passively sneaking into the trap laid out by Song Shaolun and Zou Yang.

At this moment, Xiao Yi could no longer hold it in and angrily started to counterattack.