"What kind of undercover agent is obviously a traitor!"

"Yes, I always speak for the Japanese. What is it that I am not a traitor?"

"Maybe he is a Japanese man himself!"

Everyone was talking about it all at once, all of whom were extremely dissatisfied.

After all, Master Drunkard is the leader of the Northern Quan sect, and it is an invincible symbol in their hearts.

If even the capital of Kuai is defeated, then their faith will collapse.

How can Northern Quan still have the face to hang out in the martial arts world in the future?

"I'm just from an objective perspective and tell the truth!"

Jiang Beichen felt speechless.

Is it true that people don’t tell the truth now?

"If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. What do you have to show off? Is life more important than face?"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but shake his head again.

"Boy, don't go too far!"

Chen Yiyun was so angry that she gritted her teeth, "You say another nonsense, believe it or not, I pulled your tongue!"

As he spoke, the energy gushed out, and an invisible pressure faintly rushed towards Jiang Beichen.

Everyone's faces changed. Chen Yiyun was a master of aura and had a deep skill. This kid was probably going to suffer! Unexpectedly, Jiang Beichen just waved his hand slightly, and the pressure around him instantly dissipated. Then a greater pressure actually rushed out of him and pressed directly on Chen Yiyun.

Chen Yiyun groaned and knelt on the ground. Her two sleeves thorned and instantly tore apart, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

"Ah, you, are you the master of martial arts?"

Chen Yiyun looked in horror, feeling incredible.

This guy who looks a few years younger than her is actually a young master?

Everyone was shocked, their mouths were big, and they felt like they were dreaming.

After all, for so many years, I have never heard of anyone who became a master before he was thirty, and even the legendary young master was a hundred years ago.

Didn't expect that this era can be encountered?

"It turns out that a hero is a young man, I'm so embarrassed!"

Yang Zongbao was shocked. After all, if we look at the potential, the value of a young master is no less than that of a master on the Hualong List! Even if the other party grows up smoothly and enters the top ten of the Hualong List, it is definitely a foregone conclusion.

However, at this time, he waved his hand and dispersed Jiang Beichen's master's power and quickly pulled his disciple up.

"Yiyun, apologize to this little friend!"

Yang Zongbao ordered.

What the martial arts world values ​​very much is that his disciples are disrespectful to the young master first, so he naturally wants to make his disciples apologize.

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

Chen Yiyun said, now he is completely timid.

When the master is in front of him, how dare she disrespect her?

I was just surprised and couldn't express it.

What kind of monster is this?

Such achievements at such an age?

Could it be that a certain sect or mysterious family came out to experience it?

"Forget it, I won't bother with you for your master's sake!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but shake his head. With his identity, he naturally disdained to argue with a female person in such an occasion.

Bang! Boom! At this moment, the competition between the drunkard and Taketaka Kato had reached a height of heat. It was really the mountains and the earth was shaking, the sky was dark, and waves of terrifying waves spread along the valley, and even the clouds in the sky gradually floated around.

Even the clouds were broken up! This is not a situation that ordinary people can see, it is like a miracle! "The victory is decided!"

And at this moment, Jiang Beichen suddenly frowned.

"Hao!"

The drunkard shouted loudly, holding the sky with one hand and holding the moon with the other hand, and suddenly the whole palm slowly shone like a meteor, which was shocking.

"True energy flowing?"

"Change the spirit!"

More than ten martial arts masters present exclaimed in surprise.

Flowing light, this is the manifestation of the true energy being tempered to a certain level! It is called the transformation of spirit! Throughout history, not only 100% of the martial arts masters who have been stuck at this level, but also 80% of them.

Unexpectedly, the drunkard had already reached this point of cultivation, and was worthy of being the top ten master of the Hualong List! "So this is your trump card?"

Jiang Beichen was slightly surprised. No wonder the drunkard bet with him so confidently yesterday. It turned out that he had already cultivated the flowing light and broke into the realm of Master Huajin! "But it still doesn't work!"

Jiang Beichen sighed slightly in his heart.

Sure enough, at this moment, Kato Taketsuki also moved instantly, and also made a strange fist gesture, hooking the sky with one hand and the other hand with the ground.

Crash! It seemed as if the sound of turbulent flowing water came, and there were waves between the hands, and a little light and shadow were faintly revealed.

"What is that?"

"Fall?"

"OMG!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

The drunkard's light was already shocking just now, but I didn't expect that the other party's light and shadow would be even more incredible.

In fact, the light and shadow of Takerataka Kato is also flowing light, but obviously, it is farther than the drunkard! "Drinking, that's it!"

Takerataka Kato sneered, and his fists suddenly attacked, like a roar of mountain torrents, or like a galloping horse.

What a terrible fist! The drunkard suddenly widened his eyes, feeling that the top of his head was like a waterfall pressing over him, but at this moment there was no time to think about it, so he could only raise his flashing fist and meet him.

Boom!! Flashes of violent waves kept rippling between the mountains, like a sandstorm storm. Under the turbulence of energy, everyone could only cover their faces and avoid them. Some of them had weak skills and rolled down from the mountain.

This wave of bombing is really like a shock wave.

The whole process lasted for two minutes before it gradually subsided.

Everyone opened their eyes one after another.

The two people in the field were still standing opposite each other, and a hillside beside them had completely collapsed, and even springs were spewing out.

These two people actually knocked down a mountain and even brought out a hot spring.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

Is this the power of Master Huajin?

"Who won the game?"

"Is it a draw?"

Everyone was talking, and they couldn't help but raise their hearts.

And the next second, the drunkard's burly body shook suddenly, and he staggered for two steps, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Drinking man!"

More than a dozen masters changed their expressions and jumped down one after another, and came directly to the drunkard to surround him.

"I, I lost!"

At this moment, the drunkard looked frustrated and his entire tiger body couldn't help but tremble.

I have practiced martial arts for decades and have never suffered a defeat! I was defeated this time, and the one who lost was a Japanese! The other masters also looked extremely ugly. Even the capital of the capital was defeated, so how should their Beiquan sect deal with themselves in the world?

"The Chinese martial arts are so vulnerable!"

"The Northern Fist School is even more famous!"

At this time, Taketaka Kato stood proudly, with a disdainful look on his face, and was lonely and desperate for defeat.

"Rareless! Our vast Chinese country has produced many experts! You just won by chance once, and you dare to be so arrogant!"

Yang Zongbao couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.

"Haha, how dare you speak out if your defeated general?"

Taketsuka Kato looked disdainful.

"If you don't agree, you can find someone to come over!"

"Today, I can penetrate your entire Northern Fist lineage with one hand!"

Taketaka Kato spoke in an extremely arrogant manner.

"you!"
To be continued...