However, the next moment, an unexpected scene occurred.

Ten Snow Leopard Warriors, including the clan leader Yin Hui, did not lose their minds to attack Chang Hao. A lot of white heat was steaming all over their bodies, and their faces were as fierce as they were, but their eyes were full of clearness and did not lose their minds at all because they entered the crazy state.

Instead of rushing to attack, they formed a surround formation that would only be used when encircling the Snow Mountain monsters, further compressing the space for Chang Hao to move.

Yinhui paid attention to Chang Hao's expression from beginning to end, and found that even after their independent and madness increased greatly, the nobleman still did not have even a slight change in his expression.

He was like a rock, still surrounded by waves.

"What's going on? Will they not lose their minds after becoming crazy on their own?" The scene before them completely subverted the knowledge Anna learned in the temple.

"Can other ethnic groups outside the Snow Mountain lose their minds when they act in a crazy manner?" Chu Xue, who was quiet like a piece of snow, also looked surprised.

Anna nodded.

"After the warriors of our Snow Leopard tribe enter a state of madness, they will also obtain a layer of gain effect called calmness, which can ensure that the soldiers maintain a rational judgment of the battlefield situation and will not lose their minds as you said. Dear priests." Chu Xue's tone of humility and arrogance is not as good as an ordinary girl.

"The madness that will not lose your mind..." Anna stared blankly at the Snow Leopard Warriors who were gradually siegeing in the arena. She could not imagine how powerful it would be if there was such a legion of Snow Leopard Warriors in the Orc Kingdom.

Every Snow Leopard tribe living in Taimudar is a good fighter. In their eyes, Chang Hao was simply flawed. Two Snow Leopard warriors exchanged their eyes and they took the lead in launching a fierce attack on Chang Hao.

After calm and crazily, the strength of the Snow Leopard tribe warriors soared, their rock-like strong muscles also tightened quickly. Their heavy punches could break the hard skull of the Snow Mountain yak with one blow. Two Snow Leopard tribe warriors blocked Chang Hao's possible dodge route, one punch each, and two iron fists as big as a casserole continued to magnify in Chang Hao's eyes, but he still had no intention of dodging!

Just as the two Snow Leopard Warriors were worried that the nobleman who came from afar would be killed by them, Chang Hao finally moved in a burst of exclamations.

Chang Hao raised his left arm to block one of the oncoming fists, then cut his right palm into the inner joints of his elbow, and then wiped it out and hit it. The warriors of the Snow Leopard Clan suddenly pulled half of his arm as if they were an invisible big hand, and staggered to the ground.

Chang Hao followed suit and blocked another fist. His right arm raised high and changed the angle of the Snow Leopard Warrior's punch like a slope, forcing him to open the gate wide. Chang Hao pulled his arm and moved forward, and pushed the palm of the Snow Leopard Warrior's jaw. Even after calm and craziness, the surface of his body was as hard as a rock, the onlookers still heard a crack that made them cold for their teeth.

As two heavy sounds of falling to the ground sounded on the floor of the arena, the two Snow Leopard Warriors had lost their combat power, and one of them fainted directly.

As soon as the sound of falling to the ground sounded, there was a sound of gasping in the arena. The people of the Snow Leopard tribe who were watching could not believe their eyes and kept rubbing them.

The top ten warriors in their clan were recognized as being knocked down by this nobleman who was wider and thicker than their trousers in the blink of an eye? The gods are here!

Chang Hao's movements were smooth and not fast. His every move was clearly visible, and he did not have the illusion of a silly and silly figure of a legendary martial arts. But it was just like this that simple blocking and pushing the palm, and defeating the two warriors.

Chuxue, a girl who was under zero, frowned and tried to see the clues.

"Is this a martial art?" asked Yin Hui.

"Wing Chun, my grandfather used to learn from a master named Liang, and then passed it on to me to strengthen my body, but it was just a little bit of fur."

Chang Hao nodded with a smile. Kung Fu is indeed a kind of martial arts.

When the first movie "Ip Man" was released in 2008, Chang Hao, who was still in elementary school, was most fascinated by the movie. He was deeply impressed by the shocking Wing Chun Kung Fu in the movie.

When Mr. Chang saw that Chang Hao was interested, he told his good grandson that when he was walking in the land of China in the late Qing Dynasty, he used the power of a mortal to speak with the master of Wing Chun Liang Zan. The result was unexpected that the old man actually lost to the master of Wing Chun with one move and half a move.

Mr. Chang smiled and said to Chang Hao: "You can learn, but remember not to give up halfway, nor to be jealous. Master Liang allowed me to pass on his Wing Chun, but you can't embarrass other people's sects."

Now that Chang Hao thinks back, it seems that it was because of that incident that he began to slowly learn the true way of cultivating immortals with his grandfather.

The warriors who lost their combat power were carried off, while the remaining people put away their previous contempt, and seven warriors except Silver Gray rushed forward together.

Seven warriors surrounded Chang Hao from all directions. The howling fist wind caused a harsh wind to blow in the arena. Chang Hao's hands that had been placing on his chest finally turned into afterimages that were difficult to capture with naked eyes at this moment, facing the attack of the Snow Leopard Warriors.

Chang Hao's palms were unstable, as if there were invisible water, suppressing the attack momentum of the Snow Leopard Warriors. He either had a heavy punch that could slid through a thousand pounds or could tear the sharp claws of his body, but these attacks were easily resolved only one foot close to Chang Hao. The two pairs of palms seemed to have infinite magic power, and they were obviously just pulling, pulling, pushing, and pressing. However, they couldn't start.

As a warrior in the clan whose strength is second only to the patriarch Yinhui, Amler has a strength of nearly 3,000 kilograms and can even tear yaks. He naturally shoulders the heavy responsibility of breaking through Chang Hao's defense. But after several attempts, he found that he was just futile.

His fist weighing 3,000 pounds was clenched by Chang Hao's slender five fingers, and the force disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea. His other sharp claw took the opportunity to swing, but somehow it was surrounded by Chang Hao, and he had inexplicably changed the trajectory. If Chang Hao hadn't stopped his hand in time, he might have accidentally hurt his companions.

He looked at the young noble several times, and his eyes were as calm as the blue sky on the snow-capped mountains, without the excitement he should have when duels. He calmly responded to the big guys who were more than two heads taller than him, and he was skillful in his movements like an old farmer who had been planting a field for the rest of his life. He could harvest crops with his eyes closed.

Amler smiled bitterly. He did not lie, this was just a one-sided crush.

Anna had never heard of a martial art called Wing Chun, nor had she ever thought that there could be such a pleasing martial art in the world.

"He has completely seen through the Warriors' attack methods. Rather than saying that he is parrying and blocking, it is not that the Warriors bumped into it themselves." Chuxue's eyes burst into dazzling light, "He has never taken the initiative from beginning to end!"

In fact, Chuxue also discovered a place that no one else noticed, but this discovery was too terrifying and she couldn't believe it when she noticed it herself.

The young nobleman never moved his feet since the beginning of the duel.

"Enough, I'll do it!" Yin Hui finally couldn't help but fight alone with Chang Hao.

Silver Gray's body is taller than Amler, especially in a crazy form, and is extremely strong. As the patriarch, he has received more rigorous training than ordinary people since he was a child. He once climbed the Dorjelapa Peak with an altitude of more than 6,900 meters with his bare hands, and once faced the powerful snow mountain monsters alone. His countless rich experiences made him the strongest existence in the Snow Leopard tribe without any suspense.

At this time, he had already left the so-called win or loss behind his mind, and he wanted to defend the dignity of the ethnic group!
Chapter completed!