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Chapter 394 The Divine Power of Nine Oxen and Two Tigers
Zhou You stood there with a smile on his face, everything was within his plan.

It is the most foolish thing to do things within the rules set by the enemy, because no matter how hard you try, you cannot break through the upper limit set by the other party, and you will waste your energy in vain.

Therefore, the key to breaking the deadlock lies in breaking the rules and playing at your own pace.

I don't look for three joint guarantees, nor do I pass the seven levels, let alone rent a place to open a museum and recruit wild apprentices.
I will come to your door directly to challenge you and accept everything you have. It will be convenient and save you trouble.

Since I am a hungry tiger, I will not even look down upon the scraps of meat that are scattered between my teeth. If I want to eat something, I will eat the big ones.

By the way, now that I have arrived in the capital and have started over, I’ll change my nickname. From now on, I’ll be ‘Hungry Tiger’ Zhouyou.

"Master Bu, do you dare to accept it? Can you accept it?

There was whispering all around, no one expected Zhou You to have this trick, and they were caught off guard.

Since so many foreign martial artists have flocked into the city, there has never been a single case of a martial arts master being challenged. This shows how well the local martial arts community is tamed.

However, some people couldn't stand it anymore and did things outside the framework.

A murderous intent flashed across Bu Xiaolin's face. "Okay, I'll challenge you. I'll accept it. How do you tell me to fight?"

He sneered and looked behind him, "I see you don't have many men under you."

"I am enough. Today I will kick all of you out by myself. You can send anyone you want."

The noise became louder. This showed that they did not take Bu Xiaolin's family seriously and treated them as prey!

"Okay, okay, okay, Zhou You, you can kill yourself, just sign the death agreement first."

Zhou You signed his name with a brush, "Hungry Tiger Zhou You!"

The apprentice of Xiaolin Martial Arts School held the life and death certificate. When he saw Zhou You's name, he felt a murderous aura rushing towards him and exclaimed, "What a good word!"

There were informants everywhere, knocking on doors along the streets to give warnings.

"Some people challenge the club, and some people challenge the club."

This is a rare grand scene. The more powerful the power is in a place, the harder it is to see such a subversive scene.

In the past, Gongliang City was invaded by the martial artists from Sucheng, which led to a series of attacks.

In the capital city, the martial arts forces are intertwined and inseparable from the sects. They are all related to each other and have long run martial arts schools as a business. They are usually very harmonious.

Almost everyone got excited when they heard about the challenge, which was much more exciting than passing seven levels.

A challenge is a fight to the death. Life and lifelong property are at stake, and there is no way out for either party.

As the news spread, the name of Hungry Tiger Zhou You also began to spread by word of mouth. As the instigator of the challenge, even if he was defeated, he would leave a strong mark.

"Hungry tiger wandering around? You've come this far!"

In a corner facing the street, a white-haired old man raised his face covered with age spots and moved his cloudy eyes twice.

Even his closest acquaintances could not help but think that this dying old man was the once domineering Wang Lao Hu.

He is too old, and the realm transition will consume his remaining lifespan, so he has little time left.

Even if I heard Zhou You's name, I couldn't afford to rush to the scene to watch it.

"Good boy, are you hungry? Go eat, eat those fat pigs in tiger skins!"

In front of Xiaolin Martial Arts School...

A middle-aged man makes his first appearance. He is Bu Xiaolin's third disciple, with the same status as Lu Qiang, Zhuang Tie and others. He is a capable assistant who holds the scene. Although he is over forty years old, he is a junior martial artist at the peak of his abilities.

"Zhou You, if you want to challenge the master, you have to get past me first."

The middle-aged man patted his chest and said, "This is a good opportunity to avenge Junior Brother Tang Hui."

His shoulders were as broad as door panels, his thigh muscles were so developed that they almost exploded, and his tiger boxing skills were profound. He had a steel knife on his waist, and it was obvious that he was also proficient in weapons.

Zhou You looked them over and nodded, "You are the first one, so I have to make it quick."

The two men attacked at the same time without any prior arrangement. A strong bloody wind blew up out of nowhere, and they spun and collided with each other, accompanied by bursts of roars.

Bu Xiaolin frowned. Just from the sign that the wind sounds were equally strong, he could tell that Zhou You's boxing skills were solid and extraordinary.

Middle-aged people are in the situation and under the greatest pressure, and they are sure that Zhou You is a strong enemy.

He put away his contempt, and after a few free-hand moves, he suddenly twisted his waist and exerted force, sending the force through his spine.

"The tiger roars in the mountains and forests, shaking all directions!"

The martial artist unleashed his unique skills, causing sand and rocks to fly everywhere, and the people around him swayed as if a mountain forest was shaken by a tiger's roar.

The steaming silver tiger evil was like thousands of sharp blades, spinning like a tornado and filling all directions.

Bu Xiaolin was slightly surprised. He had just fought for a few moves before he used his ultimate move. To what extent had his disciple been oppressed?

"The hungry tiger devours the sun and eats endlessly!"

Zhou You clasped his hands together and opened his mouth like a hungry tiger. The air swirled and compressed, briefly forming a huge collapsed and concave disk in front of him.

The collision of martial arts masters directly brought about the following effect...

The crowd of onlookers made way, quickly clearing the huge circle with a diameter of one kilometer. There was no living creature in the circle except for the two of them. Although both were silver tigers, their styles were different, so the effects they displayed were also completely opposite.

Amid the fierce tiger energy, the middle-aged man and Zhou You exchanged punches and kicks as fast as lightning, and the sound of the air being torn apart almost pierced the eardrums.

With the sound like the beating of drums, clumps of mud as big as water tanks exploded from the rammed earth ground.

"what!"

The first one who couldn't hold on was the middle-aged man. The silver tiger evil that was surging on his body quickly receded like the tide.

Skin exposed to the air becomes weathered, dry and curled up!

In a head-on confrontation, even though he had the advantage of home court, he was actually no match for Zhou You?
A cow mooing suddenly appeared!
The middle-aged man's tiger roar was mixed with a few cow moos.

Hearing the bull mooing, the disciples and apprentices of Xiaolin Martial Arts School all showed expressions of joy, knowing that the counterattack had arrived.

Daying Dayinshan majored in tiger boxing and also studied other styles of boxing as a minor. The combination of different styles of boxing is extremely powerful, the most representative of which is the power of nine oxen and two tigers.

The meat-eaters are tigers, and the vegetarians are cows. Both are extremely powerful, so there has been a saying since ancient times that the strength of nine cows and two tigers is equal.

The middle-aged man was Bu Xiaolin's direct disciple, and learned the precious and most core Tiger-Bull Power Fist.

In an instant, his aura entangled and collided in two completely different states, rising to new heights.

The muscles that had swelled to the point of bursting expanded a little more, taking on an aggressive posture.

"Zhou You, it's all your own fault that things have come to this."

"Originally, you would have died if you lost, but now I have the power of the tiger and the bull, and I can't stop myself. I'm afraid you will die without a complete body."

The middle-aged man roared, and tiger stripes and bull horns appeared on his body at the same time, making him as terrifying as a god or demon descending to the earth.

His muscles were throbbing wildly, his skin had a metallic luster, and the wind made a clanging sound.

The soil beneath his feet rolled outwards, apparently unable to withstand the force of his feet and sinking.

He clashed his fists together, creating a thunderous sound. Many warriors punched their ears, and blood dripped down their earlobes.

(End of this chapter)