Seeing that Ye Xuan had no intention of making the first move, Jinshan glanced at Ye Wen, who was behind Ye Xuan. Jinshan squinted his eyes and a cold light flashed in them.
"Ha!"
Jinshan suddenly shouted. He stomped his right foot on the ground and used the momentum to charge at Ye Xuan. At the same time, he quickly punched out with both his fists like a violent storm. The air between his fists whistled.
Everyone looked at the scene with a serious expression, especially the martial artists who were defeated by Jinshan. They had all experienced the power of Jinshan's fists. Not only were his fists hard, but they were also very powerful.
Seeing Jinshan's fists coming at him, Ye Xuan's lips curled up. He used 80% of his strength and punched out with both fists, accurately colliding with Jinshan's fists.
Jinshan saw that Ye Xuan wanted to meet his fists head-on. He sneered in his heart. He was very confident in his fists. He had once broken a tree as thick as a bowl with one punch. An ordinary martial artist would not be able to take a punch from him. He gathered all his strength in his fists. He wanted to defeat the brat in front of him with one punch and let everyone in Foshan know how powerful he was.
Bang!
There was a dull sound and the smile in Jinshan's eyes suddenly froze. He felt a copious amount of power coming from the opposite fist. Then, his entire body involuntarily retreated. He only stopped when he bumped into his brothers who were seven or eight steps away.
"Big Brother, Big Brother, are you okay …" The brothers behind him hurriedly held onto Jinshan and asked anxiously.
"I'm fine!" Jinshan pushed with both hands and broke free from the hands of his brothers. Then, he suddenly flung his hands violently and grimaced in pain.
"Wow, Master Xuan is really powerful. He beat that country bumpkin back with one punch."
"Master Xuan, you can do it. Beat this group of country bumpkins back to their hometown!"
…
Seeing that Ye Xuan only used one move to beat Jinshan back, the surrounding crowd of Foshan became excited. They looked at Ye Xuan with fervent admiration!
"Master Xuan's fists aren't that easy to receive. Back then, I only received one punch from him, and it was like hitting a rock." In the crowd, Master Liao, whose right hand was still wrapped in bandages, sighed. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. It was as if his hand, which had been hit by Ye Xuan at Ye Wen's house, was still faintly aching.
"Hmph!" Hearing the words of the people around him, Jinshan snorted coldly, then looked at Ye Xuan with a solemn expression.
"Ha!" Jinshan shouted and rushed to the front of Ye Xuan. Then, he swung his right leg and used the Shaobei Fist's Chain Kick. His kick was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it chopped toward Ye Xuan.
Chain Kick, hence the name 'Chain Kick'. One leg was followed by another, one was fake and one was real, one was real and one was fake. The speed was so fast that it was hard for the eyes to follow. It was a very powerful leg technique, and this was the first time Jinshan had used it.
As the saying goes, "The hands are two doors, and you can beat people with your legs!" The strength of a kick was usually two to three times that of a fist, and its power was unparalleled. Jinshan wanted to use this set of leg techniques to win and show the people of Mount Buddha how powerful he was.
The shadows of the kicks were heavy, like a gust of wind, a shower of rain, and as fast as lightning. The onlookers were dazzled and worried that Ye Xuan would not be able to take it.
Looking at Jinshan's leg technique and the strong wind that came from his kick, Ye Xuan smiled faintly.
If it was an ordinary martial artist, they might not be able to take this set of leg techniques from Jinshan. However, Ye Xuan was different. He practiced the Foshan Shadowless Kick, which was famous for its speed, accuracy, craftiness, and ruthlessness. In addition, his agility was two times that of an ordinary person, and his strength was more than one time that of an ordinary person. How could he not take this set of leg techniques from Jinshan?
Bang bang bang!!!
When Ye Xuan kicked, the onlookers only heard three muffled sounds. Before they could see clearly what was going on, they saw Ye Xuan kick Jinshan's chin, sending him flying two meters before landing heavily on the ground.
Perhaps only Ye Wen could see Ye Xuan's movements clearly. Ye Xuan first kicked Jinshan's left knee, which was on the ground, then kicked his chest, and finally kicked his chin. As his movements were too fast, the onlookers only thought that Ye Xuan had only kicked once. Ye Wen's expression was a little solemn.
He had exchanged blows with Ye Xuan once and thought that he already had a rough idea of Ye Xuan's strength. However, from the looks of it now, Ye Xuan might have held back when they fought that day. At the very least, with the speed of those three kicks, Ye Wen could only take two kicks at most. He might not be able to take the last one. He was indeed worthy of being the successor of Grandmaster Huang Feihong. In terms of speed alone, his "Foshan Shadowless Feet" might have already surpassed Huang Feihong, who had created this set of foot techniques.
"Master Xuan! Master Xuan! Master Xuan! … "
Seeing Ye Xuan send Jinshan flying with one move once again, the crowd's emotions seemed to have been ignited. All of them cheered loudly for Ye Xuan.
"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained 800 reputation points. Your current reputation progress is: Just as everyone was cheering for Ye Xuan, a system notification rang in Ye Xuan's mind.
Hearing the system notification in his mind, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth curled up.
"Big brother, big brother … are you alright?" Jinshan's brothers behind him hurriedly helped Jinshan, who was feeling a little dizzy from the kick, up. All of them had a look of concern on their faces.
"Master Jinshan, are you alright?" Ye Xuan looked at Jinshan, whose eyes were a little unfocused and there was a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Jinshan shook his head, sobered up, and said firmly, "I'm fine!"
Looking at Ye Xuan in front of him, Jinshan's face darkened. He didn't expect Ye Xuan to be so powerful. He couldn't even take one move from him. Was he going to lose here today?
No, he couldn't lose. He looked at the surrounding people of Buddha Mountain, who were looking at him and his group with hateful expressions. If he lost here, there would be no place for him and his group on Buddha Mountain.
"We don't want to go hungry. We won't go hungry. I won't lose!" Jinshan roared in his heart. A murderous look flashed in his eyes as he looked at Ye Xuan.
"Ah! Buzz! "
Suddenly, Jinshan roared and hooked his foot on the hilt of the podao. "Buzz!" The podao flew out of its scabbard and flew into the air. Jinshan's left fist punched towards Ye Xuan's face, but his right hand reached out to grab the flying podao.
Ye Xuan looked at Jinshan's movements and knew what he was going to do. Perhaps this move would work in front of ordinary martial arts practitioners. Most people would choose to dodge when a fist was about to hit their head. This way, Ye Xuan would be able to repel the enemy and catch the podao. In the end, he could still use the podao to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
But was Ye Xuan an ordinary person?
Obviously not. Don't forget that he didn't only know martial arts. He also had a special ability!
He tilted his head slightly and dodged Jinshan's fist by a hair's breadth. Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly and activated his "control" special ability. The podao, which Jinshan had calculated would fall into his hand, suddenly turned in mid-air and moved forward by nearly half a meter. Then, Ye Xuan stretched out his right hand and firmly grabbed the podao.
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