"Hmph!" Du Jian snorted coldly, and kicked his right foot slightly. In an instant, he was out of Zhang Yun's sight, and shot forward from the right front like an arrow. His right palm hit Zhang Yun's right armpit in the style of a white bird exploring the clouds, and his left palm was hidden behind his right palm, attacking his crotch in the style of an eagle pecking at a chicken. This hidden move was really vicious. In martial arts competitions, such moves have always been despised by martial artists. It was just that this competition was hasty and no rules were set. Although it was taboo for all schools, it was not a clear rule. Seeing that this person was generous, if he did not win by tricks, he would surely be defeated by the enemy. Therefore, Du Jian wanted to win with this move and vent his anger. But before Du Jian's right palm arrived, Zhang Yun's big eyes, like a chandelier hunting prey, quickly locked onto Du Jian's figure. Zhang Yun turned sideways, with his hands one in front and one behind, waiting for the rabbit. But in an instant, Du Jian's right palm had already arrived. Zhang Yun was slightly anxious, and it was difficult to retreat to avoid the sharp edge. He was amazed at the speed of this man's light work and his agility, but he was not a careless enemy. In a split second, Zhang Yun had already thought about taking this palm hard, and not retreating but advancing. As long as he could catch Du Jian, he would easily win with his physical advantage. So he greeted Du Jian with both palms, and was about to take Du Jian's throat, but suddenly saw that the palm that Du Jian had hit was withdrawn, and the left palm from under his right palm was like an eagle's claw, grabbing his lower body, obviously a move to attack the lower body. Zhang Yun was shocked, but it was too late to return to defense. Although martial artists fight with each other, few people attack the lower body. Cursing secretly, he kicked with his right knee to hit his left palm, but when his knee was about to hit Du Jian's left palm, Du Jian's left palm eagle claw connected to his left arm twisted like a snake to avoid it and rushed directly to Zhang Yun's lower body. Seeing Du Jian actually use such a despicable move, the crowd in the audience could not help but curse. He Long and others were still as unmoved as wax figures. Only Wang Tianyou and Ding Tao had no worries on their faces, and seemed to be smiling. Although Du Jian's move was fierce and shameless, his thin body had already fallen into the trap set by Zhang Yun's hands. He was competing with Zhang Yun in this dangerous situation. As long as he attacked Zhang Yun's lower body first, he could win. At this time, Du Jian's left palm had already touched that part. With just one grab, he could resolve all of Zhang Yun's attacks and win the first game. This was also Du Jian's only winning move. Because of his innate physical disadvantage, Zhang Yun had an absolute defensive advantage in front of Du Jian. If he did not attack Zhang Yun's only flaw quickly, this battle would be nothing more than a futile effort. Du Jian, who was about to succeed, could not help but twist his face into a weird smile. "Ha!" Suddenly, an angry shout broke out from nowhere. It was like thunder rolling in the sky and rivers pouring down from high cliffs, which shocked everyone's heart and ears, and made them lose their livers and gallbladders; it was also like a tiger roaring on the mountain and a dragon roaring in the four seas, which shocked the nine states and the heaven and earth, and made the gods and ghosts worried. Those with weaker internal strength had already fainted, and those with better internal strength were also dizzy. On the whole mountain, it seemed that only Wang Tianyou, Ding Tao, He Long and others were unaffected. "Tiger Roaring Skill!" He Long and others were shocked and said secretly. When they opened their eyes, they saw that Du Jian's thin body had already fallen at Zhang Yun's feet, and red and black blood seemed to flow out of his mouth, nose and ears, but Zhang Yun seemed to be motionless. "Haha, Senior Zhang is still as powerful as ever. I didn't expect that the Tiger Roaring Skill was also practiced by you." Wang Tianyou clapped his hands and laughed. Zhang Yun on the stage waved his hands slightly, turned around and said slowly to the surprised He Long and others: "This round...I finally won?" He Long nodded slightly, but Zhang Yun on the stage suddenly fell down, shocking the audience. Wang Tianyou was the first to jump onto the stage, and with great agility, he supported Zhang Yun who was falling down. Suddenly, a shout of "Master" came from the audience. A young man in elegant clothes rushed onto the stage, rushed to Zhang Yun, and knelt down and said, "Master, where are you injured?" "It seems that my lower body was scratched, it should be fine, you should take Senior Zhang to the side for treatment." "Yes!" He was about to help Zhang Yun, but when he thought of his hatred, he turned around and stepped on Du Jian who was lying on the ground. Suddenly, with a "bang", he was kicked out. "Stop!" "What are you doing!" "What kind of hero is it to sneak attack!" There was a sudden noise from the audience. It turned out that when the young man was about to kick Du Jian, a man suddenly appeared like lightning, kicked the man down with one kick, picked up Du Jian and flashed again, and fell to the stage. This rise and fall was really swift. Although Wang Tianyou was taking care of Zhang Yun on the stage, he was still amazed by this man's lightness. But this was not the time to be amazed. The audience was noisy and everyone was ready to fight. The decent people were almost ready to attack the eight people. "Quiet!" With a loud shout, everyone gradually quieted down. "It was Senior Zhang's apprentice who attacked first, so it was our fault. Today, we are the decent people and the eight people are gambling. If we break the contract at this time, won't we be laughed at by the world?" Wang Tianyou picked up Zhang Yun and said slowly. "Tianyou is right!" Ding Tao finally spoke, and everyone had to sit down with hatred. Wang Tianyou carried Zhang Yun down and settled him. He turned around and walked in front of He Long and his group, clasped his fists and said apologetically: "Brother He, I'm sorry that this happened." "Nothing." Hearing He Long's response, Wang Tianyou said loudly: "It has always been an unwritten rule not to attack the opponent's lower body in a fight. Although Brother Du broke this unwritten rule today, this unwritten rule has not been recognized by the eight tribes after all." Before he finished speaking, there was already a lot of noise around. Wang Tianyou raised his hand to signal for silence, and then said to He Long: "Brother He, how about we set a few more rules now?" "No problem." "Well," Wang Tianyou turned around and looked around, then continued, "Then you can't attack people's lower body parts during the competition, how about that?" "Yes." "You can't use hidden weapons or poison. Okay?" "Okay." "Since it's a competition on the ring, if the person on the stage falls to the ground, he will lose, how about that?" "Okay." "Okay, then continue." Wang Tianyou was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly turned around and asked, "Who was that friend just now? Your Qinggong is really amazing, may I ask your name?" A man stood up and said, "Zheng Hu, nicknamed Pojun, ranked sixth."