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Chapter 23

Words:3106Update:22/06/18 02:05:30

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PS: I have to go out during the day, so the chapter will be updated at noon. I will also call for recommendation votes ~ ~ ~

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At this time, Teng Yongfan, Teng Yongxiang, and Teng Yonglei were together. The three of them were exercising.

"Teng Jia Village has sent out three people. Uncle Teng Yongxiang is the clan's spear master, and his strength is one of the best. Uncle Teng Yonglei is the leader of the hunting team and is also very strong. Although my father rarely fights, it seems that he is also an expert. "Teng Qingshan sighed in his heart.

The people of the village were valiant, and there were many experts in the village. One could imagine how many experts there were in the world.

"They are finally fighting." Beside Teng Qingshan, Teng Qinghu's eyes shone with excitement.

"The first battle!"

The silver-haired elder with the crutch looked at the crowd and said, "Teng Yonglei of Teng Jia Village against Li Wutian of Li Jia Village. Two heroes, please enter the ring."

"Lei, do your best." Teng Yongfan patted Teng Yonglei's shoulder.

"Be careful of Li Wutian's leg technique." Teng Yongxiang said.

"Watch me."

Teng Yonglei smiled confidently as he strode into the battle circle. Li Wutian also said a few words to the surrounding clansmen. Afterwards, he also confidently walked into the circle with a diameter of 15 feet with his bare hands. Teng Yonglei tugged at his clothes and threw them out of the circle, revealing his lean upper body.

Li Wutian also threw his clothes away, revealing his lean upper body.

"Teng Yonglei, you will definitely lose today. If you admit defeat earlier, you will suffer less." Li Wutian had dark skin and was valiant and capable.

"After this battle, prepare to lie in bed for half a year." Teng Yonglei said disdainfully.

The two heroes of the two clans had not even started fighting, but they were already opposing each other.

"You two." The silver-haired elder with the crutch glanced at the two and said, "Let's begin!"

"Please." Li Wutian cupped his hands.

"Please." Teng Yonglei also cupped his hands.

For a moment, thousands of people gathered in circles and stared at the two people in the center of the ring. This battle was not only related to 'water', it was also related to the honor of their race. Everyone was hoping that their race would win.

Teng Yonglei placed one hand on his chin and the other on his waist as he cautiously walked around the circle.

Li Wutian, on the other hand, had both his hands in front of his chest, and his left and right legs were raised as if he was ready to kick out at any moment.

For a moment, the entire place was silent.

Teng Qingshan watched silently and said, "Uncle Teng Yonglei, martial arts are all in your hands. As for Li Wutian, his legs seemed to be more powerful. Those hands are only used to protect the vital parts. "As the saying goes, the hands are a door, and the legs are the only way to beat people. However, this was not absolute. For example, Teng Qingshan's Kung Fu was mostly based on his fists.

Teng Yonglei and Li Wutian were both observing their opponents.

"Chi!" Li Wutian suddenly moved forward and kicked Teng Yonglei's chin with his left leg.

"Whew!" A strong wind swept past Teng Yonglei's face, and he quickly retreated.

After Li Wutian's left leg swept down, he followed it up with his right leg, sweeping towards Teng Yonglei. Teng Yonglei's eyes were like a viper's as he stared at his opponent's leg. Suddenly, his right hand, which had been accumulating power, struck out like lightning, directly hitting Li Wutian's foot. "Bang!" Li Wutian's right leg was forcefully smacked down, and he couldn't help but lose his balance.

"Ha!" Teng Yonglei shouted and took advantage of the momentum to turn around and perform a whirlwind kick.

"Whew!" His left leg swept towards Teng Yonglei like a guillotine.

Li Wutian didn't have enough time to retreat, so he leaned back and dodged the kick. His right hand supported the ground, and like a windmill, he swept his leg.

Teng Yonglei nimbly leaped back and dodged the attack.

The moment he leaped back, Teng Yonglei suddenly pounced forward, pressing down on Li Wutian, who hadn't even had the time to stand up. His fists were like artillery shells as they wildly smashed down.

"Bang, bang ~ ~" Li Wutian, who was pressed down on the ground, received two punches on his face. Only the sound of bones breaking and blood splashing could be heard. Li Wutian let out a beast-like roar, straightened his back, and crazily kicked Teng Yonglei with his knees. The powerful strength of his thighs sent Teng Yonglei flying.

"Die!"

Li Wutian, whose face was covered in blood, roared. His legs were like phantoms as they continuously kicked towards Teng Yonglei, who hadn't yet stabilized himself.

"Pu!" "Pu!"

Teng Yonglei used his hands to block the two kicks.

"Ah ~ ~" Li Wutian roared and suddenly moved forward. His legs wildly swept and kicked, forcing Teng Yonglei to retreat in an instant.

"We can't retreat anymore!" Someone from Teng Jia Village suddenly shouted.

Teng Yonglei was startled.

It turned out that he had already retreated to the edge. If he retreated any further, he would be out of the circle.

"Ah!" At this time, Li Wutian leaped up and kicked desperately.

It was too late to dodge.

"Bang." Li Wutian's right leg kicked Teng Yonglei's chest. Teng Yonglei spat out a mouthful of blood and was about to be sent flying.

But at this moment!

"Come out!" Teng Yonglei roared. He stretched out his hands, grabbed Li Wutian's right leg, and threw him backwards. Li Wutian's entire body was thrown two Zhang high into the air. With a "Bang" sound, he landed heavily on the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere.

Teng Yonglei was half-lying on the ground, clutching his chest.

"Leizi."

"Yonglei."

Many people from Teng Jia Village immediately rushed over.

"Brother Tian!"

"Father!"

"Tian."

Many people from Li Jia Village also rushed over to help Li Wutian up.

"Father, is Uncle okay?" Teng Qingshan hastily asked his father.

Teng Qingshan patted Teng Qingshan's head and said, "Don't worry. He was only kicked in the chest. He will probably need to rest for a month or two."

Teng Qingshan secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Teng Qingshan was very familiar with Teng Qingshan. After all, Teng Yonglei was the leader of the hunting team, and he would often bring game to Teng Qingshan.

"The first battle is over. Teng Yonglei of Teng Jia Village and Li Wutian of Li Jia Village both came out of the circle. It's a draw!" The silver-haired elder with the crutch announced.

The spectators from both clans felt nervous.

They didn't expect such a situation to occur in the first battle.

"Father, be careful," Teng Qingshan couldn't help but say. He could see that this kind of battle could result in death.

"Son, don't worry. Watch your father take care of that guy." Teng Yongfan smiled.

"Brother Fan, don't be careless." Mother Yuan Lan looked at her husband worriedly.

Teng Yongfan nodded and immediately greeted the surrounding people.

"Teng Jia Village's Teng Yongfan, Li Jia Village's Li Liang, the two of you, please enter the circle." The silver-haired elder with the crutch announced.

"Ah Fan, beat that Li Liang for me." The clan's great master, Teng Yongxiang, couldn't help but say.

Teng Yongfan smiled and entered the circle.

"Haha, Teng Yongfan, I've wanted to fight you for a long time, but you always hide in your Teng Jia Village and forge iron. Today, I'll let you see the iron fist of Li Liang. " The big bearded man, Li Liang, laughed loudly. He suddenly took off his clothes, threw them away, and strode into the circle.

Li Liang's body was very hairy, and his chest was pitch-black with extremely thick chest hair.

"Good, let me see how strong your iron fist is." Teng Yongfan smiled and threw away his clothes, revealing his strong body. Teng Yongfan's shoulder and back muscles were extremely developed. His back and shoulders were bulging, as if a pair of wings were hidden underneath. His thick arms were comparable to the thighs of a young man.

Teng Qingshan's eyes brightened: "Although father rarely fights, he has been forging iron for many years, and the strength of his arms has reached an extremely terrifying level."

Teng Qingshan was even more confident in his father.

However, in a fight between two people, besides strength, they also needed to improvise.

"You two, let's begin." The silver-haired elder with the crutch spoke.

"Please." "Please!"

His father, Teng Yongfan, and Li Liang cupped their hands at the same time. They then retreated slightly and carefully observed their opponents.

"Li Liang, didn't you say that you would let me see your iron fist?" Teng Yongfan laughed and walked forward with large strides. He was extremely overbearing.

"Hmph." Li Liang sneered and approached from the side like lightning. His two fists were already accumulating power. When he approached Teng Yongfan, his right fist mercilessly punched towards Teng Yongfan's shoulder.

"Haha …" Teng Yongfan casually waved his left hand and deflected Li Liang's fist to the side. Then, Teng Yongfan followed up with a straight punch.

Li Liang's left hand had already blocked it.

"Bang!" A dull sound like the beating of a drum rang out.

After Teng Yongfan's straight punch hit Li Liang's left hand, its speed didn't change, and it hit Li Liang's chest again.

"Kacha!" The sound of bones breaking could be heard. Li Liang felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his whole body was thrown out of the ring.

Complete silence!

No one expected that the teacher of Li Jia Village, Li Liang, would be sent flying by Teng Yongfan in one round. Their strengths were not on the same level at all.

"Brother Fan, good job!"

"Brother Fan!"

The people of Teng Jia Village cheered. Everyone was shouting excitedly.

"Li Liang!"

"Teacher."

Many people of Li Jia Village woke up and rushed over.

"Don't worry." Teng Yongfan's voice sounded, "I held back at the end. This Li Liang won't die." Then, Teng Yongfan smiled and walked towards his wife, Yuan Lan, and son, Teng Qingshan. He carried Teng Qingshan and said dotingly, "My good son, how is your father?"

"Amazing!" Teng Qingshan smiled and gave a thumbs up.

A child gave a thumbs up. This scene caused many people in Teng Jia Village to laugh out loud. It was obvious that Teng Yongfan's overwhelming victory made the people of Teng Jia Village very happy.

However, many people of Li Jia Village were dumbfounded. Teng Yongfan was too strong. They had seen with their own eyes that their teacher, Li Liang, could lift a 700 Jin boulder. His arm strength was so strong, but in front of Teng Yongfan, he couldn't resist. How strong was Teng Yongfan?

"As expected of the next chief of Teng Jia Village. Yongfan is not bad." The chief of Li Jia Village, Li Huojun, laughed and said.

"Haha." Teng Yunlong laughed proudly.

Teng Yongfan was his son-in-law and disciple, so he was naturally proud.

"Jinfu, get ready." Li Huojun said with a proud face. The third person to fight was called Li Jinfu.

"Yes, grandfather."

A deep voice sounded.

Teng Qingshan couldn't help but turn his head. Many people of Teng Jia Village turned to look. An eight foot tall, stocky young man walked over. This young man's eyes were like copper bells, and his hair was like steel needles that shot up to the sky. His body was also simply wrapped in the fur of a wild beast. He looked like a savage who had walked out of the mountains.

On his shoulder was a black mace covered with sharp spikes.

"Hmph." This young man, who was as strong as a beast, casually waved the mace twice, making people suspect that the mace was made of wood. He then threw it to the side.

The mace smashed onto the ground with a dull thud. One could imagine how heavy the mace was.

"This mace is made of iron, right? How heavy is it?" Teng Yunlong looked at Li Huojun in shock.

"It's okay. My grandson Jinfu's mace is only 120 Jin!" Li Huojun said casually, but there was no lack of pride on his face.

The people of Teng Jia Village were shocked. To use a 120 Jin weapon and use it freely, one's arms must have a strength of over a thousand Jin. As the saying goes, one can defeat ten. Just this terrifying strength made the people of Teng Jia Village nervous.

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