Wu Shanyun didn't care about everyone's opinions, passed through the crowd, and entered the open space surrounded by bonfires.

"Xiao Yazi, can you do it? Come here." The farmer showed his smoky black teeth and said with a smile.

Wu Shanyun smiled politely and said, "Old man, I'm sorry."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Shanyun strode up and stretched out a hand towards the farmer.

The farmer smiled and stretched out a hand to help Wu Shanyun.

Then, the two of them exerted their strength at the same time and held each other's hands tightly.

Click, click, click!

Wu Shanyun's palm suddenly made a clicking sound and showed obvious deformation.

Wu Shanyun's expression also changed from calm to shocked, as if he was frightened by the farmer's strength.

"My hands have been picking corn since I was a child. I have been picking corn for forty years. I am so strong that I can hold the horns of a bull. When I was a tracker in Hongshui, I could pull a boat by myself.

I'm afraid you won't be able to do anything like melon boy." Although the farmer's voice was very simple, his words were very irritating.

Immediately afterwards, the farmer suddenly took a step back and violently pulled Wu Shanyun back.

The balance of Wu Shanyun's body was broken, and he fell forward violently, but the farmer turned around, and it was the old man pulling the cart who suddenly threw Wu Shanyun away.

Wu Shanyun suddenly lost control of his body. His body flew over the farmer's head, then fell dozens of meters and hit the ground heavily.

boom!

The crowd suddenly burst into excitement, and they were all frightened by the farmer's strength.

"Where did this old man come from? He's so fierce."

"Yes, yes, even though he only has a few pieces of meat on his body, he is much stronger than an ox."

"This old man's wife is lucky. If my old hammer were as strong as this old man's fingernails, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams."

A group of middle-aged women’s eyes flashed with excitement.

Wushan Yun lay on the ground like a toad, gray-headed and shocked.

He is a well-known strong man in the Wu clan. He can defeat even the martial arts masters of the Central Plains generation. Unexpectedly, now, without true energy, he can't defeat an old man.

Qin Fan was also surprised. You must know that Wu Shanyun also has witch blood, and he is also of the spirit witch blood. In the competition of strength, he can't compare with an old man.

This old man is not simple.

The farmer smiled and said: "Guawazi, you only need these two strikes. I'm not bullying you, so hurry up and defeat me."

Wu Shanyun refused to admit defeat and rushed to fight again. He did not use bullying moves, but simply wrestled and wrestled.

As a result, in the next minute, Wu Shanyun was thrown over his shoulder continuously, leaving many holes in the place.

Fortunately, Wushan Yun's background was there and the farmer did not hurt him.

However, the old man shot continuously, his strength was not enough, and he was gasping for air.

Wu Shanyun found the right opportunity, retreated violently, threw the old man down, then stepped forward, hugged the old man from behind, and held the old man unable to get up.

"Let me go, you're a Guawazi, let me go! Let's do it again!"

The old man tried his best, but he couldn't break free from Wu Shanyun's control, and he cried anxiously.

"It's shameless to bully an old man."

"It's embarrassing."

"Pooh!"

There were boos all around, and the shouts of saliva drowned out Wushan Yun.

"Brother, you are going too far."

At this time, a shirtless middle-aged man jumped into the open field.

The strong man was tall, two meters tall, with a lot of fat. His thigh was thicker than Wu Shanyun's thigh. He was a dragon and a tiger. If he went to fight there, he was full of aura and everyone was subdued.

Wu Shanyun felt something, and with a whoosh, he immediately let go of the old man, rolled out for tens of meters, and stared at the shirtless man.

Qin Fan also noticed this fat man. Although he weighed more than 300 kilograms and was comparable to a lightweight sumo wrestler, he was evenly balanced and not just a fat man.

When Qin Fan's spiritual consciousness swept over the fat man, he was surprised to find that the latter actually had the bloodline of a high-grade spiritual witch, but a spiritual bloodline with strong strength, which was extremely rare.

Wu Shanyun is also of the bloodline of a top-grade spirit witch.

"Brother, it doesn't matter that you are a practicing martial artist and you bully an old man. I'm here to play with you." The fat man patted the fat on his body and challenged Wu Shanyun.

"I'm afraid of you? Come on!"

Wu Shanyun strode forward, rolled with the lazy donkey, hugged the fat and strong man and prepared to throw him.

However, the strong man's feet were steady and as motionless as a mountain. Although Wu Shanyun hugged the fat and strong man's feet, he did not break the opponent's center of gravity.

boom!

I saw the fat and strong man kicking out, and the black mountain cloud flew dozens of meters away.

When Wushan Yun climbed up again, there was already a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Shanyun did not admit defeat. He strode forward and punched the fat man between the eyebrows.

The fat man didn't take it seriously. He stretched out his hand to grab Wu Shanyun's fist, followed up with a knee strike, and sent Wu Shanyun twenty meters away.

puff!--

This knee collision was so unstable that Wu Shanyun vomited blood on the spot.

"This person is so strong. If we were to simply compete in terms of strength, I'm afraid that even if the transformation master comes, he will suffer a loss. In this land of three seedlings and nine li, it is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon." Qin Fan thought to himself.

There were exclamations all around.

"Isn't that damn fat guy the boss Wang who sells tobacco next door to my house? He blows the electric fan and snores every day. He can be heard from hundreds of meters away. I didn't expect him to be so strong."

"This damn fat guy is so strong. When he was being charged for protection money, he didn't even dare to let out a fart. He's a coward!"

Some middle-aged women who knew fat and muscular men were cursing.

The crowd was also in a state of excitement.

Wu Shanyun did not admit defeat. He valued this wrestling champion very much and rushed towards the fat man again.

This time, Wu Shanyun did not confront him head-on. Instead, he swam up close and used his skill to deal with the fat man.

The fat man put his head in his hands and resisted, but did not stop the attack. A wild boar ran rampant without any skills. He resisted Wu Shanyun's dozens of punches, successfully grabbed Wu Shanyun's fist, and then relied on his strength.

Swinging the Wushan Cloud back and forth, like a dog swinging a snake, the soil on the ground was slapped with countless personal marks.

Wu Shanyun became dizzy in the blink of an eye and lost the ability to resist.

"Are you convinced?" the fat man yelled.

"I don't accept it." Wu Shanyun said angrily. Although there are ten thousand ways to kill a strong man, the rules are the rules. This is a wrestling arena, and practitioners' methods cannot be used.

Wrestling competitions can only compete on strength, which is an ancestral rule.

Bang bang bang.

Boom boom boom!

The fat and strong man grabbed Wushan Yun again and beat him back and forth on the ground, making the women around him scream.

Seeing Wu Shanyun constantly vomiting blood, Qin Fan couldn't sit still. Wu Shanyun continued to carry on, and he was probably seriously injured.

This time when he entered the southwest, Wu Shanyun was his guide, so there could be no accidents.

"Brother, please be noble and let my friend go."

Qin Fan walked into the open space.

The fat and muscular man threw away Supreme Cloud with a bored expression, his eyes fell on Qin Fan, and he said with a smile: "Boy, it's not that I won't let him go, it's that he won't admit defeat."

"A game costs 10,000 yuan. If you pay me, I will let him go."

"Okay, I'll give you ten thousand."

During the trip to the southwest, although Qin Fan changed his appearance, he still didn't want to cause trouble, so he immediately took out 10,000 yuan and handed it to the fat and strong man.

When the fat man saw a wad of money, a flash of greed suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Ten thousand is not enough, I have changed my mind, one hundred thousand."

Qin Fan frowned slightly and said immediately: "I will give you one million, as long as you can beat me."

"one million?"

The fat man looked at Qin Fan doubtfully, with disdain in his voice, "You want to fight me? With your thin skin and tender flesh, you may not be able to withstand my punch."

"But if you want to give money, I can't help but reward you."

"You're not a local, so you'd better keep your word, otherwise you may not be able to leave Tianmen Town today."

After the fat and strong man lost the supreme cloud, he did not forget to threaten Qin Fan.

"Look at the punch!"

With a loud shout, the fat and strong man suddenly rushed towards him like a wild boar. The punch as big as a sandbag quickly enlarged in Qin Fan's pupils, and the terrifying wind of the punch caused a roar within a three-meter radius.
To be continued...