Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Boom! Boom!..."

On the stage, Ren Yuan and Fang Mao were exchanging moves.

The two exchanged punches and kicks, making for a very lively fight.

"so hard!"

Although Ren Yuan learned the world's number one boxing technique from Zhou Tong and possessed superhuman strength, his arms were inferior to Fang Mao's in terms of pure defense.

Every time Ren Yuan exchanged blows with Fang Mao, he felt a pain in his fist.

But at this time, you can't show the pain, otherwise it would be seen as weakness!

So Ren Yuan punched Fang Mao squarely in the chest!

Iron arms, huh? Surely the chest can't be as hard as that too!

Fang Mao was hit twice in the chest, almost making him vomit all the air he was holding in!

But he gritted his teeth and persevered. Taking a punch didn't matter; he immediately retaliated with his iron arm!

The two of them exchanged blows more than a dozen times, their real fighting and punches landing hard. The heavy sounds of their blows sent chills down the spines of those around them!

Many onlookers are asking themselves: if they were in the shoes of these two people, how long could they have lasted on stage?

No one dared to say they could do better than the two people on stage.

"Oh!"

The two men punched each other again, this time with such force that they were forced to separate and stare at each other.

"hiss……"

Ren Yuan grimaced slightly. He clenched his fist, then released it, clenched it again, and released it again.

There's no way around it, Fang Mao's iron arms really took a lot of effort! He lived up to his nickname, Iron Arm Vajra.

On the other side, Fang Mao puffed out his cheeks, staring intently at Ren Yuan, his chest heaving violently, and his arms trembling incessantly.

"Alright, stop holding it in, just throw up."

Seeing Fang Mao's appearance, Ren Yuan considerately advised him.

"Wow~"

Fang Mao was already struggling to hold back, but Ren Yuan's words suddenly made him so angry that he couldn't hold back any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It hurts like hell!"

Seeing Fang Mao vomit blood, Ren Yuan couldn't bear it any longer and directly put his fist to his mouth and blew on it.

It's obvious he's in pain too!

"Come again!"

After blowing his fist, Ren Yuan looked at Fang Mao again, wanting to see if Fang Mao dared to continue!

"Come on, come on!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Fang Mao seemed to think he was alright again.

"Lion King, that's enough."

But at this moment, the voice of Old Buddha Wang suddenly rang out, causing Fang Mao to stop what he was doing.

Ren Yuan frowned and looked at Old Buddha Wang. This old man had made him feel very uncomfortable since the beginning!

"rustle……"

With Wang Gong and Lao Fo in front and Fang La behind, the two of them arrived at the central arena together.

"Fellow believers! Fellow bandits! Today, the Ming Cult is holding a martial arts conference in Suzhou, simply to make friends through martial arts! So, anyone who comes with sincerity is a friend of the Ming Cult!"

After stepping onto the arena, Fang La spoke. Looking at the sea of ​​people in the arena, he was very pleased, as if he could see the future of the Ming Cult unifying the world!

"The Ming Cult has always been very friendly to its friends, so please don't worry about your safety!"

"As for this friend, he said that my Ming Cult is operating in the dark and is not following the rules. But everyone saw the competition just now. My Lion King is almost on par with this Brother Yuan. Doesn't he deserve a place here?"

"I'll say it again: please trust the Ming Cult! Trust me, Fang! I will not deceive you!"

Hearing Fang La's words, the surrounding people were also discussing among themselves. After all, Fang Mao had just proven himself, so now the people were no longer against Fang Mao going directly to the arena.

At that moment, the results of the other arenas were also announced one after another.

Two imposing and strong figures that Ren Yuan knew very well stepped onto the stage.

These two were none other than General Li Tianrun, the General who protects the country, and General Si Xingfang, the General who safeguards the country. Li Tianrun had fought with Ren Yuan before and knew his strengths and weaknesses, but Ren Yuan did not expect that after their parting at Huguan, Si Xingfang had actually improved!

Excellent, excellent! The Ming Cult is indeed quite skilled!

After these two people came up on stage, the young man who was very handsome and dressed, and who was holding a halberd, also came up!

"Little Fengxian! Little Fengxian!..."

This person is quite popular. After he went on stage, many audience members shouted his nickname!

"Fang Jie... is quite interesting."

When Ren Yuan heard the group calling out "Little Fengxian," and considering the man's age and attire, he naturally realized that this was Fang Jie, Fang La's nephew, who could be considered the prodigy of the Fang family.

Moreover, Ren Yuan also thought of his own brother, Lü Fang, nicknamed "Little Marquis Wen". Of course, judging from the current situation, Lü Fang is no match for Fang Jie, but with Lü Fang's talent, it is likely that in two or three years, the famous scene of "the real and the fake Lü Fengxian" will be staged in the martial arts world.

Shortly after Fang Jie went up on stage, two more people came up from the other two stages. One of them, Ren Yuan, had also met him in Huguan. He was Liu Yun, the Flying Dragon General. In the original novel, Liu Yun was a man who could fight Guan Sheng for more than thirty rounds without being defeated. He was quite a good man.

The other person was dressed in a Taoist robe and carried a sword called the Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword. He was clearly similar to Li Zhu in his approach. He was none other than the Ling Ying Tian Shi, one of the Five Wanderers of the Ming Cult.

"Li Tianrun, Si Xingfang, Fang Jie, Liu Yun, Bao Daoyi, six... oh no, Fang Mao, seven."

Ren Yuan counted and found that there were seven Ming Cult members on the stage. As for his own arena, it was expected that Kou Xi would come up. In other words, the Ming Cult had already reserved eight of the final ten spots.

This is it? And you still dare to call it fair?

What utter nonsense!

The seven members of the Ming Cult stood behind Wang Gong Laofo, who in turn stood behind Fang La. So, in a single moment, Fang La's grandeur was on full display!

"Brother Yuan, is it? I have a few questions I'd like to ask you. Would you be willing to answer them?"

At this moment, Old Buddha Wang suddenly looked at Ren Yuan, a smile of ambiguity flashing in his eyes.

"Master? This is..."

Fang La was somewhat confused as to why his master would suddenly ask a question to a country bumpkin.

"Old monk, what do you want to ask?"

"Just now, Brother Yuan and I were sparring with Lion King. When I was young, I traveled all over the martial arts world and happened to recognize Brother Yuan's boxing style. I just don't know if Brother Yuan wants to say it himself or if he wants me to say it?"

With a wave of his hand, the crowd behind him, though somewhat puzzled, turned out one by one, forming a semi-encirclement to trap Ren Yuan inside.

"You were recognized?"

Ren Yuan's entire body tensed up immediately. This was the first time his body had been so tense since he broke through to the half-step peak realm!

"It seems Brother Yuan doesn't want to say? Then I'll say it for you!"

Seeing that Ren Yuan did not speak immediately, Old Buddha Wang was amused.

This proves his earlier guess!

"Young man, you're using a martial art passed down only in one generation in the martial arts world—Guanzhong Red Fist!"

"This kind of boxing requires a high level of comprehension from the practitioner, and it is not easy to take on disciples. As far as I know, the previous generation of Guanzhong Hongquan inheritors should only have three or four disciples."

"And among them, there is only one who is about the same age as the little brother!"

The more Old Buddha Wang talked, the more excited he became, and the more smug he looked.

It felt like a cunning frog was constantly touching your stomach.

"Master, so you know him?"

Fang La, listening from the side, was a little confused.

No, Master, why are you suddenly so agitated today?

“Disciple, this person is not only someone your master knows, but you know him too. Take a closer look and see who he is.”

Wang Gong Laofo pointed at Ren Yuan and said to Fang La.

"I know?"

"Of course you know him, am I right—Chief Ren!"

Old Buddha Wang was known for his outrageous remarks, and when he finally uttered the words "Chief Ren," the entire room fell silent!

"Did I hear that right? The old Buddha just mentioned... Chief Ren?"

"Which chieftain is Ren? Are there any chieftains with the surname Ren in Jiangnan?"

"Foolish man! There's only one Chief Ren in the world! Ren Yuan of Liangshan!"

"what?!"