Chapter 270 [270] Wolf ambition!
Everyone in the box was also greatly disappointed.

Some people even started to mock.

"You're a rookie who has been practicing martial arts for less than a month. Why are you joining in the fun?"

"That's right. Even Senior Brother Zhang Liang and Fang Yiming are dead and injured. Wouldn't you be courting death if you go up there?"

"If you want to be in the limelight, you have to pick the right time. Is this the right occasion for you to be in the limelight?"

"Little boy, go back and drink your milk. This place is very dangerous."

"For a newcomer like this, it's good enough that he didn't pee his pants out of fright, but he still wants to get on the ring? I'm dying of laughter, hahahaha..."

Hearing the ridicule of the crowd.

Ye Feng hasn't said anything yet.

Yan Mengtang had already started to scold harshly.

"You still have the nerve to laugh? Even a novice who has been practicing martial arts for less than a month has such courage. How dare you laugh at him?"

"I think that even though he has only been practicing martial arts for less than a month, he is still a hundred or a thousand times stronger than you!"

Those who had just laughed at Ye Feng lowered their heads in shame.

After Yan Mengtang finished scolding, he turned around and looked at Ye Feng again, "Young man, good job. Keep your courage, and you will become a great man in the future. But now, it's still too early."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

When everyone saw his actions, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Master Yan, where are you going?"

Yan Mengtang said without even turning his head, "Since the young people are scared out of their wits, then only an old man like me can restore the dignity of Chinese martial arts."

When everyone heard this, they tried to stop him.

"Master Yan, you can't do that. Who are you? How can you do that so easily?"

"Yes, you represent the image of Dragon Tiger Sect. If you lose, how will Dragon Tiger Sect survive in the martial arts world?"

"That's right. Whether you win or lose, it's not glorious. You'd better not go up."

"Duan Jiangliu is too strong. He has swept through the younger generation of 18 provinces in a row. Even if we admit defeat, it won't be too embarrassing."

"Master Yan, the young and strong are better at fighting. You are so old, it will be dangerous if you go up to me."

Hearing everyone's advice.

Yan Mengtang showed a fearless look on his face, "The young men all died in the battle, so why should I, an old man who has lived for 72 years, fear dying?"

After that, he pushed open the door and walked out.

When I saw Yan Mengtang coming out.

The originally silent underground boxing ring once again erupted in warm cheers.

"Wow, it's Yan Mengtang? Am I seeing things?"

"It really is Yan Mengtang, the leader of the Dragon Tiger Sect in Nanyue Province."

"Even Sect Leader Yan has taken action personally. Is it true that there is no one left to carry on the Chinese martial arts world?"

"Excuse me, who is Yan Mengtang?"

"You don't even know Yan Mengtang? Sect Leader Yan was unbeatable in the Jiangnan area back then, and he was skilled in the Dragon-Tiger Fist to perfection."

"That's right. Back then, the Dragon Tiger Sect was just a small sect in Southern Guangdong, but Sect Master Yan personally built it into a famous and prestigious sect."

"The Dragon Tiger Sect now holds a very important position in the martial arts world, and Sect Leader Yan has made an indelible contribution to this!"

"Since Sect Leader Yan is so powerful, I guess he will definitely win this one, right?"

"Not necessarily. A young man is better than a strong one. Although Sect Leader Yan is very powerful, he is too old after all. He may not be a match for Duan Jiangliu."

"If Sect Leader Yan loses, the status of Dragon Tiger Sect in the martial arts world will definitely suffer a major blow."

"Could it be that Sect Leader Yan didn't know? But he still dared to stand up. This courage alone deserves respect."

"..."

Everyone at the scene was talking a lot.

But Yan Mengtang turned a deaf ear to it.

Slowly walked onto the stage.

When Duan Jiangliu saw him, he immediately raised his head and laughed, "The Chinese martial arts world has really become a joke. They actually sent an old man like you to fight."

Yan Mengtang looked at him calmly, "With your limited skills, an old man like me is enough to teach you a lesson."

Duan Jiangliu couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. "I came to China this time hoping to meet the young geniuses, but I was so disappointed!"

"Either they are a bunch of mediocre people, or they are old and frail people like you."

"It seems that, as the rumors on the Internet have said, the Chinese martial arts world is doomed."

Yan Mengtang looked at him fiercely.

"Don't think I don't know what you are up to."

"Don't you just want to take this opportunity to wipe out all the talented young people in China's martial arts world? You really have evil intentions!"

Duan Jiangliu was seen through by him and was too lazy to pretend anymore.

"You are right. I came to China this time to catch all your geniuses in one fell swoop."

"I have swept through eighteen provinces in a row, and I have already destroyed fifty-six young men in the Chinese Martial Arts Festival."

"But can you stop me?"

Yan Mengtang glared at him and said, "Today, I will make you pay for your blood debt with blood and seek justice for those children. Watch out!"

After saying that, he immediately rushed forward and attacked Duan Jiangliu.

"Huhuhu..."

He clenched his left hand into the shape of a dragon's head and his right hand into the shape of a tiger's head.

He waved his hands in the air.

Then there were sounds like tiger roars and dragon howls.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Just from this move, Duan Jiangliu could tell that this old man had extraordinary skills.

He immediately perked up his energy and leapt to meet him.

"boom!"

The two men exchanged punches and kicks, and both took a step back.

"It's really amazing!"

Duan Jiangliu's expression became solemn.

Then he leaped up, turned his legs into a whip, and lashed at Yan Mengtang's face.

The power of his kick was incredible and its speed was as fast as lightning.

Most people will not choose to fight back.

Instead, they will choose to retreat temporarily.

This fell right into his trap.

Because he has a set of combos coming up that will be released continuously.

But his plan failed this time.

Facing this fierce kick, Yan Mengtang did not retreat.

Instead, take the initiative.

He grabbed his ankle with his right hand.

Although the base of the thumb was immediately cracked and blood oozed out.

But Yan Mengtang took the initiative.

Use your waist and abdomen to exert force suddenly.

He grabbed Duan Jiangliu's ankles with both hands and smashed him down like a iron ball.

"Oh!"

Duan Jiangliu's body fell heavily on the stage.

Audiences who were close by could even feel the vibration of the ring.

You can imagine how powerful it is.

This is the first time since the beginning of the day that the Chinese martial arts community has truly gained the upper hand.

Now many of the audience stood up and cheered loudly.

(End of this chapter)