The Nine Cauldrons Chapter 5: One hundred and twenty-two pound mace

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Father Teng Yongfan, at this time stayed with Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yonglei, all three of them are active.

"The three people I played in Teng Jia Village, Uncle Teng Yongxiang, are the Spear Art masters in the clan, and they are among the best. Uncle Teng Yonglei is the chief of Hunting Squadron in the village, and his strength is also very strong. Although my father and he rarely shot, they look , Should also be a master. "Teng Qingshan heart sighed.

The folk customs are strong, and there are many experts in a single villa. I can imagine how many powerful people in the world are.

"Finally hit." The eyes of ‘Teng Qinghu’ on the side of Teng Qingshan were bright and very excited.

"First battle!"

The silver-haired old man with a cane looked around the crowd and said, "Teng Jia Village 'Teng Yonglei' vs. Li Jia Village 'Li Wutian', two guys, please enter the battle circle."

"Leizi, come on." Father Teng Yongfan patted Teng Yonglei on the shoulder.

"Be careful of Li Wutian's leg work." Teng Yongxiang asked.

"Look at me."

This Teng Yonglei smiled confidently, strode into the war circle, and Li Wutian also spoke a few words with the people around him, and then he was also confident, and his bare hands went into a diameter of five feet. Inside the circle. I saw Teng Yonglei pull the cloth on his body, and then threw it out of the circle, exposing the lean upper body.

Then Li Wutian also threw his shirt to reveal his strong body.

"Teng Yonglei, today you will definitely lose. You will confess your losses earlier and suffer less." Li Wutian's skin is dark and sturdy.

"After this war, you are going to lie in bed for half a year." Teng Yonglei dismissed.

The two heroes of the two races have not yet started, they have been confronting each other.

"Two people." The silver-haired old man with a cane glanced at them, "Let's go!"

"Please." Li Wutian arched his hand.

"Please." Teng Yonglei also arched.

For a time, thousands of people gathered in a circle, all staring at the two people in the center of the field. This battle is not only related to 'water', but also to the honor of his own family. Everyone is looking forward to being able to win for themselves.

Teng Yonglei puts one hand in front of his chin and one hand on his waist, and starts to walk around the circle carefully.

Then Li Wutian, with his hands on his chest, sometimes lifted his left and right legs, and seemed to be ready to kick out at any time.

For a while, there was silence on the court.

Teng Qingshan watched silently: "Uncle Teng Yonglei, Kung Fu is on both hands. And Li Wutian seems to have stronger legs. Those hands are just for protection." As the saying goes, hands are a door, Hit people with their legs. However, this is not absolute. Most of the efforts of Teng Qingshan are on the fist.

Teng Yonglei and Li Wutian are watching the opponent.

"Well!" Li Wutian moved forward abruptly, kicking his left leg suddenly, sweeping toward Teng Yonglei's chin.

"Huh!" The sound of fresh wind passed Teng Yonglei's face, and Teng Yonglei retreated sharply.

Then Li Wutian swept over his left leg, then kicked his right leg and then swept towards Teng Yonglei. Teng Yonglei two eyes stared at the opponent's leg like a serpent. Suddenly, the right hand that had been in full force suddenly hit, Lightning, a sudden slap, slap directly on the opponent's feet, "Peng", Li Wutian's right leg was hardly photographed, and his body was unstable.

"Drink!" Teng Yonglei whispered and turned to kick in a whirlwind.

"Hoo!" The left leg, like a large sword, swept towards the opponent.

Li Wutian had no time to step back. The whole person ducked directly behind this leg, holding his right hand to the ground, like a wind wheel, and directly sweeping the hall.

Teng Yonglei took a swift leap and avoided this attack.

In the moment of back leaping, Teng Yonglei suddenly slammed forward and pressed against Li Wutian, who had not had time to get up, and his fists fell like crazy shells.

"Peng, Peng ~~" After Li Wutian's face was crushed with two punches, he could only hear the sound of bone cracking and blood splashing, and Li Wutian's throat roared like a beast. With a straight back, Teng Yonglei with his knees madly facing upwards, strong thigh strength, he just threw Teng Yonglei to the top.

"Dead."

Li Wutian, with blood on his face, growls, his legs are like phantoms, and he kicks in succession to Teng Yonglei, who is still standing.

"噗!" "噗."

Teng Yonglei uses his hands to block his feet.

"Ah ~~" Li Wutian snarled and moved forward abruptly, sweeping his legs crazy, kicking Teng Yonglei back in a flash.

"Can't retreat!" someone suddenly shouted over Teng Jia Village.

Teng Yonglei froze.

It turned out that he had retreated to the brink, and then retreated, and then went out of the circle.

"Ah." At this moment, Li Wutian took a leap, kicking his legs desperately.

Unable to dodge.

"Peng." The opponent kicked his right leg on his chest, Teng Yonglei sprayed blood, and the whole person was about to fly out.

Just now!

"Give me out!" Teng Yonglei growled and even stretched his hands, he just grabbed the opponent's right leg, leaned back sharply, and threw the opponent back. That Li Wutian was thrown up and flew to the ground, two feet tall, and then a heavy sound of "Peng" fell to the ground, splashing with dust.

Teng Yonglei also lay on the ground, covering his chest.

"Leizi."

"Yonglei."

Teng Jia Village suddenly crowded up.

"God brother!"

"Daddy!"

"Ah."

Li Jia Village Many people also picked up Li Wutian.

"Dad, uncle, is he okay?" Teng Qingshan even asked his father.

Teng Yongfan touched Mo's Teng Qingshan's head: "Relax, it's just a kick on your chest. It's estimated that you need to cultivate for a month or two. The problem is not big."

Teng Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Teng Qingshan is very familiar with that ‘Teng Yonglei’. After all, Teng Yonglei is a hunting team ’s chief. He often sends prey over, and once he ’s done, he ’s familiar with Teng Qingshan.

"At the end of the first battle, Teng Jia Village Teng Yonglei and Li Jia Village Li Wutian went out of the lap at the same time, and tied!" The silver-haired old man with a walking stick spoke loudly.

The people of both sides of the crowd were nervous.

I didn't expect this to happen in the first war.

"Dad, be careful." Teng Qingshan couldn't help it, he could see that this kind of fighting would probably cause death.

"Relax, son, watch your dad clean up that guy." Teng Yongfan smiled.

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

Teng Yongfan nodded, and then greeted many people around.

"Teng Jia Village 'Teng Yongfan', Li Jia Village 'Li Liang', two people, please enter the circle of war."

"Afan, give me a hard hit on that Li Liang." The master ‘Teng Yongxiang’ in the clan could not help saying.

Teng Yongfan enters the battle circle with a smile.

"Haha, Teng Yongfan, I wanted to fight with you for a long time, but you crouched in your Teng Jia Village and played iron all day. Today, I will let you see, my Li Liang iron fist." That bearded man Li Liang 'laughed, took off his clothes suddenly, and threw himself into the war circle.

Li Liang has well-developed hair, a black chest and extremely thick chest hair.

"Okay, let me see how your Tekken works." Teng Yongfan smiled, and threw a commoner, revealing his strong body. Teng Yongfan's shoulder and back muscles are extremely developed, and the back and shoulders are swollen. It seems Hiding a pair of wings underneath. That stout arm is comparable to a teenager's thigh.

Teng Qingshan's eyes lighted up: "Although Dad rarely used his hands, he played iron for many years and his arms were extremely scary."

I have more confidence in my father, Teng Qingshan.

It's just a two-player battle. In addition to strength, you need to play on the spot.

"Two people, let's get started." The silver-haired old man on crutches spoke.

"Please." "Please!"

Father Teng Yongfan, arched at the same time as that Li Liang, and then both backed slightly, carefully watching the opponent.

"Li Liang, didn't you say, let me see your Tekken?" Teng Yongfan laughed, strode forward, and was overbearing.

"Huh." Li Liang sneered, approaching from the side like lightning, his fists were already in the momentum. When approaching Teng Yongfan, the right fist punched mercilessly towards the shoulder socket of Teng Yongfan.

"Haha ..." I saw that Teng Yongfan left-handedly waved, and then swiped the Li Liang punch to one side. With the trend, Teng Yongfan was a straight punch.

Li Liang left hand blocked early.

"Puff!" sounds like a drum, with a dull sound.

After a straight punch of Teng Yongfan hit the left hand of Li Liang, the speed hardly changed, and it hit Li Liang chest again.

"click!" The bones cracked, and Li Liang felt severe pain in the chest, and then the whole person flew up and fell out of the circle.

Silent!

No one expected that the educator of Li Jia Village 'Li Liang' was beaten by Teng Yongfan in one round, and his strength was not in a grade at all.

"Brother Fan is great!"

"Brother Fan!"

Teng Jia Village cheers, everyone shouts, excited.

"Li Liang!"

"Master."

Li Jia Village many people woke up and rushed up.

"Relax." Teng Yongfan's voice sounded, "I took three points at the end, this Li Liang can't die." Then, Teng Yongfan smiled and walked towards his wife 'Yuan Lan' and son 'Teng Qingshan'. Pick up Teng Qingshan and pamper yourself: "Good boy, how is your father?"

"Amazing!" Teng Qingshan smiled with a thumbs up.

A child thumbs up. This scene made many people in Teng Jia Village laugh. Obviously, the overwhelming victory of Teng Yongfan made Teng Jia Village people very happy.

A lot of people in Li Jia Village are stunned. This Teng Yongfan is too strong. They have seen it with their own eyes. Their master 'Li Liang' can lift a 700-pound boulder. His arm strength is so strong, but in front of Teng Yongfan, But there was no resistance. How strong is Teng Yongfan?

"It is indeed the next patriarch of Teng Jia Village, Yongfan, this child is not bad." The Li Jia Village patriarch ‘Li Huojun Jun’ who watched the game laughed.

"Haha." Teng Yunlong smiled proudly.

Teng Yongfan, but his son-in-law and proud disciple, he is naturally proud.

"Jinfu, get ready." Li Huojun Jun is proud of his face, loudly, Li Jia Village's third place appearance is called Li Jinfu.

"Yes, grandpa."

A thick voice sounded.

Teng Qingshan could not help but turn around, many people in Teng Jia Village turned around to look. The eight-foot-tall, tiger-backed young man came over. The young man's eyes were like copper bells, and his hair stood up like steel needles. His body was simply wrapped in the fur of a beast. Savage.

His shoulder is also carrying a dark, spiked mace.

"Hm." This strong young man like a beast waved the mace twice casually, making people suspect that the mace was woody, and then he threw it aside.

Smashed to the ground, making a "pond", a low, dull sound, you can imagine how much this mace is.

"This mace is purely cast iron, how heavy is it?" Teng Yunlong was a little shocked to look at Li Huojun Jun.

"Fortunately, my grandson Jin Fu's mace is only 122 kilograms!" Li Huojun Jun said arbitrarily, but his face was full of pride.

Teng Jia Village's people are all frightened, they need to use 122 pounds of weapons, and they are free to use their arms. They must have strength of over a thousand pounds. The so-called one-off ten-force meeting, the terrible strength alone, has made the Teng Jia Village people feel nervous.