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  Father Teng Yongfan was with Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yonglei at this time, and the three of them were all exercising.

  "These three people from Teng Family Village, Teng Yongxiang the great uncle is a master of marksmanship within the clan, his strength is among the top. Teng Yonglei the uncle is the leader of the hunting team in the village, his strength is also very strong. My father, although he rarely takes action, judging from his appearance, he should be an expert too." Teng Qingshan couldnt help but feel a little admiration.

  The people are valiant and heroic, a single mountain village has many skilled fighters. Its imaginable that the entire world has countless strong warriors.

  "Finally hit." The Teng Qing Tiger beside Teng Qing Shans side had shining eyes, very excited.

  "The First Battle!"

  The silver-haired old man with a crutch looked around at the crowd and said in a loud voice, "Tengs Village Teng Yonglei versus Lis Village Li Wutian, two good men, please enter the battle circle."

  "Lei Zi, come on." Tian Yongfan patted Tian Yongleis shoulder.

  "Be careful of Li Wu Tians legwork." Cheng Yongxiang instructed.

  "Just watch me."

  Teng Yonglei smiled confidently and walked into the battle circle with big strides. Li Wutian also said a few words to the surrounding crowd, then similarly confident, he stepped into the five-zhang-diameter circular arena empty-handed. Teng Yonglei pulled off his clothes, threw them out of the circle, revealing his lean upper body.

  Li Wu Tian also took off his upper garment, revealing a robust body.

  "Heng Yonglei, you will undoubtedly lose today, its better to admit defeat early and suffer less." Li Wutian had dark skin and was robust and lean.

  "After this battle, are you prepared to lie in bed for half a year?" Teng Yonglei sneered.

  The two good men of the two tribes were already at odds with each other before they even started fighting.

  "Two." The silver-haired old man with a cane glanced at the two of them, "Begin!"

  "Please." Li Wu Tian nodded his head slightly.

  "Youre welcome." Teng Yonglei also nodded his head slightly.

  At that moment, the thousands of people gathered around formed a circle, each staring at the two people in the center. This battle was not only related to water, but also to the honor of ones own clan. Everyone looked forward to being able to make their own clan win.

  Hong Yonglei put one hand in front of his chin and the other on the side of his waist, carefully starting to walk around the circle.

  Li Wu Tian, however, had both hands in front of his chest, and his legs would occasionally lift up to the left and right, as if preparing to kick out at any moment.

  For a moment, there was complete silence in the venue.

  Teng Qing Shan quietly observed, "Teng Yong Leis skills are all in his hands. As for Li Wu Tian, it seems that his legs are more formidable. Those hands are merely there to protect the vital areas." The common saying goes that the hands are like a door, and one relies on their legs to strike people. However, this isnt absolute, as Teng Qing Shans skills also mostly lie in his fists.

  Teng Yonglei and Li Wutian were both observing their opponent.

  "Hah!" Li Wu Tian suddenly advanced, his left leg fiercely kicking upwards, sweeping towards Tan Yong Leis chin.

  "Hiss!" A strong gust of wind swept across Teng Yongleis face, and he hastily retreated.

  Li Wu Tian swept his leg to the left, then immediately kicked his right leg up towards Deng Yong Lei. Deng Yong Leis eyes were fixed on his opponents leg like a venomous snake. Suddenly, his right hand which had been building momentum struck out fiercely, like lightning, and slapped down on his opponents foot with a loud "Peng" sound. Li Wu Tians right leg was slapped down hard, causing him to lose balance.

  "Drink!" Teng Yonglei let out a low shout, borrowing momentum to execute a whirlwind kick with a swift turn.

  "Hah!" His left leg swung like a large scythe, sweeping towards his opponent.

  Li Wu Tian didnt have time to retreat and directly used a backflip to dodge the kick, his right hand supporting the ground, like a windmill, he immediately launched a sweeping leg.

  Hong Yong Lei dodged this attack with a quick backflip.

  In the blink of an eye, Teng Yonglei suddenly pounced forward again, pressing down on Li Wutian who hadnt had time to get up yet, his fists wildly smashing down like cannonballs.

  "Pong, pong~~" After being punched twice on the ground, Li Wu Tians face was covered in blood, and a beast-like roar came from his throat. He arched his back, and with a fierce burst of strength, he kicked Tang Yong Lei flying with his powerful legs.

  "Die."

  Li Wu Tians face was covered in blood as he roared, his legs like a phantom, kicking towards Tong Yong Lei who had yet to steady himself.

  "Pffft!" "Pfft."

  Heng Yonglei blocked two kicks with his hands in a row.

  "Ah~~" Li Wutian roared, suddenly advancing forward, his legs wildly kicking and sending Tong Yonglei retreating continuously in an instant.

  "We cant retreat!" someone suddenly shouted from the side of Teng Family Village.

  Hong Yonglei was taken aback.

  He had already retreated to the edge, and if he retreated further, he would be out of the circle.

  "Ah." At this time, Li Wu Tian made a flying leap, his legs kicking out wildly without any regard.

  No time to dodge.

  "Peng." The opponents right leg kicked him in the chest, and Teng Yonglei spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body about to fly out.

  At this moment!

  "Get out!" Teng Yonglei let out a low growl, and with a sudden stretch of his hands, he grabbed onto the opponents right leg. With a fierce jerk, he flung the opponent backwards, sending Li Wutian flying into the air, at least two zhang high. Then, with a loud "thud", he crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up countless clouds of dust.

  Teng Yonglei was also half-kneeling on the ground, covering his chest.

  "Lei Zi."

  "Thunder Forever."

  Suddenly, many people rushed up to Hengs house.

  "Big Brother Tian!"

  "Dad!"

  "Ah Tian."

  Li Jia Zhuang also had many people go to pick up Li Wu Tian.

  "Dad, is Uncle all right?" Teng Qing Shan asked his father repeatedly.

  Hong Yongfan patted Mo Hong Qings head: "Dont worry, its just a kick to the chest, I estimate itll take one or two months to recover, but there shouldnt be any major issues."

  Hong Qingshan let out a mouthful of cold air.

  As for Teng Yonglei, Teng Qingshan was very familiar with him. After all, Teng Yonglei was the leader of the hunting team and often brought back prey, so they became familiar with each other over time.

  "The first round is over. Teng Yonglei from Teng Family Village and Li Wutian from Li Family Village have simultaneously exited the circle, its a tie!" The silver-haired old man with the crutch loudly declared.

  The people of the two tribes who were watching felt tense.

  Did not think of the first war will appear such situation.

  "Dad, be careful." Teng Qing Shan couldnt help but say, he could see that this fight might result in death.

  "Dont worry, son, watch your dad take care of that guy." Teng Yongfan smiled.

  "Be careful, Fang Ge." His mother, Yuan Lan, was also worriedly looking at her husband.

  Hong Yongfan nodded and immediately greeted many people around him.

  "Tengs Village Teng Yongfan, Lis Village Li Liang, both of you, please enter the battle circle." The silver-haired old man with a crutch said loudly.

  "Avan, give Li Liang a good thrashing." said Master Tuen Yeung Sheung of the clan.

  Heng Yongfan smiled and entered the battlefield.

  "Haha, Teng Yongfan, Ive been wanting to take you on for a long time, but youre always hiding in your Teng Family Village, hammering away at iron. Today, Ill let you see what my iron fist is all about!" The big-bearded brute Li Liang laughed loudly, suddenly stripping off his clothes and tossing them aside, before striding into the fighting circle.

  Li Liangs body hair is very developed, with a patch of jet black on his chest, and extremely dense chest hair.

  "Alright, let me see how your iron fist is." Teng Yongfan smiled and also threw off his clothes, revealing his robust physique. The muscles on Teng Yongfans back and shoulders were extremely well-developed, bulging out like a pair of hidden wings. His thick arms were as big as a young mans thighs.

  Teng Qing Shans eyes lit up: "Although Father rarely uses his hands, after years of forging iron, the strength in his arms has reached an extremely terrifying level."

  Teng Qing Shan has even more confidence in his father.

  Its just a one-on-one match, apart from strength, it also requires on-site performance.

  "Alright, lets begin." The silver-haired old man with a crutch spoke up.

  "Please." "Please!"

  Father Cheng Yongfan and Li Liang simultaneously cupped their hands, then both slightly retreated, cautiously observing each other.

  "Li Liang, didnt you say that you would let me witness your iron fist?" Teng Yongfan laughed loudly and stepped forward with an overbearing attitude.

  "Hmm." Li Liang sneered, approaching swiftly from the side with lightning speed. His fists were already charged with energy, and as he drew near Tun Yongfan for an instant, his right fist ruthlessly struck towards Tuns shoulder socket.

  "Haha......" Only to see Teng Yongfans left hand casually waving, he swung Li Liangs fist to one side, and with the momentum, Teng Yongfan was a straight punch.

  Li Liangs left hand had already blocked it.

  "Pong!" A dull sound rang out like a drumbeat.

  Heng Yongfans straight punch hit Li Liangs left hand and then hit Li Liangs chest with almost no change in speed.

  "Crack!" The sound of bones shattering, Li Liang felt a severe pain in his chest, and then he was thrown into the air, flying directly out of the ring.

  Dead silence!

  No one expected that Li Jia Zhuangs instructor, Fu Li Liang, would be knocked out by Tun Yong Fan in just one round, their strength was not even on the same level.

  "Great job, Van!"

  "Van Gogh!"

  A burst of cheers erupted from the side of Hengs village, with everyone shouting and getting very excited.

  "Li Liang!"

  "Master."

  Many people in Lijiazhuang were shocked and rushed up together.

  "Dont worry." Teng Yongfans voice rang out, "I held back three points of strength at the end, and this Li Liang is not dead yet." Then, Teng Yongfan smiled and walked towards his wife Yuan Lan and son Teng Qing Shan, picked up Teng Qing Shan in one arm, and doted on him saying: "Good son, hows your dad?"

  "Awesome!" Teng Qing Shan gave a thumbs up with a smile.

  A child raised his thumb, this scene made many people in Tengjiazhuang burst out laughing. It was clear that Teng Yongfans crushing victory brought great joy to the people of Tengjiazhuang.

  But many people in Lis village were stunned, this Teng Yongfan was too strong, they had seen it with their own eyes, their master Li Liang could lift a 700-jin boulder, his arm strength was so powerful, but in front of Teng Yongfan, he didnt even have the power to resist. How strong was Teng Yongfan exactly?

  "Its no wonder hes the next head of the Tan family, Yongfan is a good kid." Li Huojun, the head of the Li family, who was watching from the sidelines, smiled and said.

  "Haha." Teng Yunlong couldnt help but laugh triumphantly.

  Heng Yongfan was his son-in-law and also a proud disciple, so he naturally felt proud.

  "Jinfu, get ready!" Li Huojun said with a hint of complacency, and the third person to appear from Lijiazhuang was indeed named Li Jinfu.

  "Yes, Grandfather."

  A hoarse voice rang out.

  Teng Qing Shan didnt turn his head, but many people from Teng Village turned their heads to look. A young man with a height of eight feet, tiger back and bear waist walked over, this young mans eyes were like bronze bells, his hair stood upright like steel needles, and he was simply wrapped in animal fur, seemingly a wild man who came out of the mountains.

  His shoulder still carried a dark, cone-shaped wolf-toothed club.

  "Hmph." This robust youth, like a wild beast, swung the wolf-toothed club with ease, making one wonder if it was made of wood, and then tossed it aside.

  It smashed onto the ground with a dull thud, making a low and muffled sound, which completely gave an idea of how heavy the wolf-toothed club was.

  "This wolf-toothed club is purely cast iron, how heavy is it?" Teng Yunlong looked at Li Huojun with some shock.

  "Its okay, my grandson Jinfus wolf-tooth club is only 122 catties!" Li Huojun said casually, but his face was not without pride.

  The people of Teng Family Village were all frightened, using a 122-pound weapon with ease and swinging it freely, their arms absolutely needing to have the strength of over a thousand pounds. As for "one force subduing ten wills", just this terrifying strength alone had already made the villagers of Teng Family Village feel tense.