Hearing this, Huang Ying couldn't help but smile smugly on her face.

Even though so many years have passed, Su Lan is still the only weakness of Wu Zhan.

"Uncle Zhan, please tell me clearly." Chen Qingyang asked. As long as there was still a glimmer of hope, Chen Qingyang would not give up.

"Whether you can seize this opportunity depends on yourself, the Martial Saint, come here." Wu Zhan suddenly shouted at the Martial Saint behind him.

The Martial Saint walked up to him with a blank look on his face and looked at Wu Zhan in confusion.

"Your name is Chen Qingyang, right? If you want to ask me to take action, then you will defeat my son first." Wu Zhan said.

Chen Qingyang was already ready to accept the embarrassment of martial arts, but he didn't expect that it was such a condition and couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

Although the Martial Saint had a mysterious force that made him very curious, Chen Qingyang believed that once the two of them had taken action, he would definitely win.

The Martial Saint was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes rushed toward the high-spirited fighting spirit.

He was a militant. After shaking hands with Chen Qingyang, he was even more eager to fight Chen Qingyang head-on on the ring.

"Uncle Zhan, are you sure you don't regret it?" Chen Qingyang asked with a relaxed smile.

Looking at Chen Qingyang's confident look, Wu Zhan couldn't help but sneer on his face and said, "You seem to be very confident in your own strength?"

"It's okay." Chen Qingyang said modestly.

"Hmph!" Wu Zhan snorted coldly, then turned to look at Wu Sheng and said, "I won, I will teach you the fifth style of Qiankun's gun technique. If you lose, you are not allowed to eat for three days. You can do it yourself."

The Martial Saint looked at Wu Zhan with a fiery look and said, "Don't worry, I will never let him know on purpose, but don't regret it. If you win, teach me the fifth move."

"Close the door."

After saying that, Wu Zhan took the lead in stepping into the cabinet. Wu Sheng closed the door of the teahouse, greeted Chen Qingyang and the others, and then quickly followed.

Chen Qingyang and the others followed closely behind Wu Sheng and the others. Suddenly, Wu Zhan opened a secret door from the wall, revealing a secret corridor passage.

Several people walked down the passage and came to a basement.

The basement is very spacious, at least thousands of square meters. The surrounding walls are made of hard stones, and there are many weapons placed around it, which looks like a martial arts training ground.

"You are here to compete, click and stop, and you can choose the weapons at your disposal. Of course, you can also choose to use your own weapons." Wu Zhan said.

The Martial Saint rushed forward, picked up a silver spear among a pile of weapons, threw it hard in the air a few times, making waves of howling winds.

"I don't need weapons." Chen Qingyang said, and then slowly walked to the middle of the martial arts training ground.

After choosing the weapons, the Martial Saint jumped and came to Chen Qingyang. At this time, his face no longer had the honest expression he had before, and instead he had a high-spirited and confident face.

Chen Qingyang was slightly shocked. It seemed that this Martial Saint was not as simple as he imagined.

He can't be careless in this battle!

"Are you sure you don't use weapons? You may suffer a loss in this way." Wu Sheng said.

Chen Qingyang shook his head and said, "I'm not used to using weapons, my fist is my weapon."

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch long and one inch short and one inch dangerous. Even if the Martial Saint holds a spear in his hand, it may not be an advantage for Chen Qingyang.

Once Chen Qingyang approaches, the advantages of the Martial Saint will become disadvantages.

"Okay, then let's start, you have to be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Martial Saint's aura rose to the extreme almost instantly, and violent energy surged around him, like a roaring divine dragon, wrapping around the Martial Saint, making him look mysterious and powerful.

At the same time, a terrifying fighting spirit surged out of the Martial Saint and crushed towards Chen Qingyang like a sea of ​​scattered mountains and seas.

Half a step in innateness, and the realm seems to be higher than Chen Qingyang, and he is even about to break through to the innate realm.

Chen Qingyang's heart suddenly sank.

He was already prepared for this martial saint's strength.

But I didn't expect that I still underestimated him!

Such a terrifying momentum is no less than a warrior at the first level of the innate realm.

If Chen Qingyang hadn't just broken through to the half-step innate realm, he wouldn't have been the opponent of the Martial Saint.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the spear in the Wu Sheng's hand instantly turned into a white light, roaring at Chen Qingyang.

The speed was so fast that Chen Qingyang had no time to dodge.

Chen Qingyang did not hesitate and punched out with a punch, roaring his fist, forcibly suppressing the head of the Martial Saint with violent force.

Although the silver spear in the hand of the Martial Saint was not considered a magic weapon, it was wrapped in his power and energy and resisted Chen Qingyang's punch without breaking it.

"Bang!"

The spear bent, and the Martial Saint's body bounced backwards.

However, his feet suddenly kicked in the air, and his body bounced up again. The spear danced in his hands, and instantly turned into a gun shadow all over the sky.

"Alas!"

The wind was howling, and the air seemed to explode wherever the gun shadow passed.

"What awesome shooting skills!"

Mu Ge, who was not far away, was shocked to see this scene.

If it were him, he would not be able to avoid the Martial Saint's move unless he used space to confine himself.

However!

Faced with the Martial Saint's violent shooting skills, Chen Qingyang had no intention of dodging, but instead rushed forward.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came out, and Chen Qingyang used the opportunity to slam a bully fist.

The fist wind roared and shaking, and the fist power burst out, sweeping out a terrifying stream of energy, rushing towards the swordsman's gun shadow all over the sky.

Head-on, Chen Qingyang has never been a shame for anyone among the same level.

Even if the Martial Saint has already entered the innate realm with one foot.

"boom!"

In an instant, the violent fist and the overwhelming gun shadow collided fiercely, like two high-speed moving peaks colliding, the momentum was shocking, and the surging and violent force instantly rushed towards the surroundings.

"Boom!"

The entire basement was shaking violently, but I don’t know what kind of huge rock was around the walls, but they were actually ravaged by the energy of the two of them, and they could not break it up.

Although the Martial Saint's shooting skills are terrible, Chen Qingyang's Overlord Fist should not be underestimated. No matter how he attacks, he can never break Chen Qingyang's fist light, and finally gets shaken away by the powerful recoil force.

"Dang thump!"

The Martial Saint's body retreated dozens of steps in a row, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.

Chen Qingyang also took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

It is obvious that Chen Qingyang was slightly better than half of the box in this collision, but his advantage was not obvious and almost negligible.

After stabilizing his body, the Martial Saint looked at Chen Qingyang with a look of surprise.

"Brother Qingyang, you are really strong, I will be serious next." Wu Sheng grinned, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became even more powerful.
Chapter completed!