Heming Dongshan in the ring slowly woke up.

This kind of large-scale combat technique has a wide coverage, and its lethality is really limited.

A hint of fear flashed in Heming's eyes as he stared at Rogge. The people on the field couldn't see clearly, but he really experienced it.

"This strength is definitely a mid-level martial artist!"

Heming Dongshan was sad and angry in his heart, just like a group of guys who had just come out of the novice village, but they met the big boss at the entrance of the village.

Heming Dongshan, who had almost broken through the middle level, was more aware of the gap.

In the eyes of ordinary people, middle-level martial artists are already great figures, but Heming Dongshan does not have the slightest awe. After all, he was born in the Heming family, and the high-level martial artists in the clan all grabbed a lot of them.

The referee's searching eyes were on Heming Dongshan, this kind of unsuspenseful competition, admitting defeat is a wise choice.

Heming stared at Rogge.

"You can think about it, if I lose, the Heming clan will not let you have good fruit to eat......

This flickering threat suddenly made the audience explode, and those who had previously felt that Rogge's provocation was too arrogant suddenly began to denounce Heming Dongshan again.

"Stinky and shameless, if you can't beat it, will you fight your father?!"

"The Herming family is really a consistent dead virtue......"

Qiao Xiaoqiao's face was also slightly gloomy, threatening his opponent in the ring, obviously hitting him in the face.

"Boy, you can rest assured, in the acre of three-point land of the school, there is no force that dares to bully our students!"

The bald Qiao stared at Heming Dongshan fiercely with a pair of big eyes, and he was already thinking about how to concoct this lawless little thing later.

Rogge nodded slightly, his face was full of waves, and he was about to make a move.

"I admit defeat!" Heming Dongshan, who was stared at by the bald man and had a chill down his spine, subconsciously shrunk his neck and hurriedly shouted.

That spasm of thunder and lightning, he didn't want to feel anymore.

With his head down and walking through a sea of pointing people, Heming Dongshan glanced back at Rogge standing on the stage with jealousy, turned around and disappeared.

"The winner of the third ring, 9643, the martial arts sequence is over, is there anything to challenge offstage?" the referee said loudly.

The other rings were basically over, and almost the eyes of the entire martial arts arena were cast on the third ring.

Rogge was a little surprised, there were really two of the champions he knew.

Her Royal Highness Princess Yunluo of the Yunhong Empire, her strength is really good, and her ethereal swordsmanship is amazing, and Rogge estimates that she is only one line away from the middle level.

The other is actually the young master Tong of the Bailie family, this young man's strength is really not strong, but the play is quite good. Even if he was defeated, someone would help him find his way back on the field, and then deliberately lose to him.

In this way, he firmly occupied the position of a champion, and Rogge couldn't laugh or cry. It's definitely a gunslinger, and the cheating methods are not hidden but surprisingly effective.

It's just that the referee in the ring where he is is has gloomy eyes, and he stares at this wonderful young man with a blue face, and he has scolded him a hundred and eighty times in his heart.

"Anyone want to challenge?"

The referee asked again. The final battle for the title is even more brutal than the sequential match, not only in the wheel battle, but also in the repeated challenge.

However, no one thinks it is unfair, after all, the martial arts in the ring does not focus on winning or losing, but is a means to show oneself in front of the mentor and the society.

Therefore, there was no challenge, which was indeed a bit unexpected by the referee.

Rogge's previous performance shocked most people, not to mention that his calm and relaxed appearance at this time made people feel palpitations.

No one is a fool, and they don't want to make a fool of themselves and fulfill Rogge.

There was silence in the audience, and just when everyone thought it was going to end, a soft voice sounded.

"I'm coming!"

The flexible figure floated into the arena from the stage and landed lightly opposite Rogge, staring at Rogge with a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes without blinking.

"I've been watching it for a long time, your strength is very strong, I want to fight with you!"

The soft voice is in the ears, and it does not arouse the slightest sense of evil. The wide white dress is put on the body, which shows the dexterity.

"Woman?" Rogge swallowed, with a bit of a headache, and subconsciously said out.

He joined the army at the age of fourteen, and the people he met on the battlefield were all big men, and he had never met a female warrior since he practiced, and he really didn't know how to fight with women.

The hesitant gaze drifted around the opponent, and this possible physical contact made him hesitate for a moment.

However, the person on the other side seemed to be strongly insulted, and his slightly neutral face instantly turned red.

"I'm a man!"

He gritted his teeth and stared at Rogge, raised his head and pointed to his bulging Adam's apple, and said word by word.

"Huh?!" Rogge froze, turning embarrassed. The lamented sighs from the audience made the atmosphere even more strange.

"I'm sorry!" Rogge apologized sincerely, softening the neutral expression, such a misunderstanding was obviously not once or twice for him.

"My name is Jing Buchu, please advise!"

"Rogge!"

The two sides became serious and distanced themselves at the referee's signal.

Rogge's face was flat, his heart was vigilant, and his body was full of real energy, although Jing Buchu also had no weapons, it gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression.

This one is going to be tricky! Rogge's eyes were excited, and he finally felt a little pressure.

Rumble!

Rubble flew from under his feet, and Rog's figure shot out, deciding to strike first. Rogge's uncharacteristically active initiative surprised many people who were familiar with him.

"Didn't you say it's a man, why is Brother Rogge still so active?" the fat man shook his head regretfully, not yet recovering from the blow of the pretty beauty turning into a little man.

"Nope. The captain of the Oran guard looked solemn and said solemnly: "This Jing Buchu is definitely not that simple, it may be that Young Master Rogge has seen something." ”

The fat man is just a mouthful, and he also faces it squarely when he hears it.

Rogge's body was like electricity, and he was in front of Jing Buchu in the blink of an eye. Taking advantage of the momentum, a punch was blasted out, and the thunderous energy exploded instantly, lingering with a rich blue-purple light.

Jing Buchu turned a blind eye. This punch that set off layers of ripples off the field, as if he didn't take it to heart. Light and slender even better than a woman's waist swing, the upper body moved sideways, and actually avoided the blow in a strange posture.

The fat man and many other people gasped, and then felt heartbroken, such a flexible body was actually a man.

The inhalation sound mixed with the jealous humming of many women made Jing Buchu on the field a little annoyed, which was the reason why he was reluctant to play before.

If it weren't for the strong strength of Rogge, who had already been admitted early, he would definitely be waiting for the end of his life.

Jing Buchu's wide coat and white sleeves waved lightly, rolling up a wave of qi and attacking Rogge's door.

Rogge looked helpless, is this all the resentment on him?

complained in his heart, but his movements were not slow, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the rapid birdsong sounded in an instant, and Rogge's figure had already moved to three meters away.

However, Jing Buchu seemed to have expected it, and another wave of qi followed closely behind Rogge.

Boom.

A punch that seemed to be unresponsive was thrown, and Rogge, who barely broke through the qi wave, took three steps back to stabilize his body.

Looking at the slightly embarrassed Rogge, the audience was boiling. Since Rogge came to power, he has been like a bamboo, and it is the first time for everyone to see him so deflated.

It's a pity that the two people on the field were not famous before this, and no one saw the way out for a while.

Rogge's eyes narrowed, and his expression was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy. As soon as the two of them touched, he faintly sensed that something was wrong, Jing Buchu was probably also a middle-level martial artist.

And, the strength seems to be unusual?

"What, you're starting to worry?" the rickety old woman snorted coldly as she squinted at her proud apprentice with a wand.

"If you have to worry about this level, you won't be able to live a comfortable life in the future!"

Monroe's eyebrows were lowered and she was unusually supple, "What the teacher taught is that the students will pay attention in the future." ”

Seeing her like this, Linggu suddenly became angry, and snorted coldly, but she couldn't vent, and the wand in her hand poked the ground hard, making a bang.

Senior Sister Qingqing first glanced at Monroe reproachfully, and then looked at the wand distressedly. This guru's heart treasure has now been reduced to a punching bag.

However, when I met my mentor and sister, I was stubborn, so I could only play a round with her.

"Don't be angry, teacher, Sister Monroe is also concerned about chaos. Since the teacher allows the two of them to do something, let them be! The senior sister is a sensible person, and she will definitely handle it well, and she will not let the teacher down. ”

Senior Sister Qingqing smiled and said, "I think this Senior Brother Rogge is afraid that he will meet an opponent, but unfortunately the disciples can't understand it, but I have to bother your old man to tell us about it." ”

The old woman glanced back at Monroe, then at her eldest disciple, and said hatefully: "Their current lawless appearance is all used to by you, the senior sister, and they don't take the mentor seriously......

Monroe, who lowered her head, was slightly stunned, and a grievance came to her heart, and the corners of her eyes swelled up.

As soon as Linggu spoke, she knew that she was speechless, this was a serious statement, and she was also a little distressed when she looked at the disciple who was crying, and she regretted it in her heart, but she couldn't pull her face and take back the last sentence.

The senior sister didn't follow it, and shook the old woman's arm and said coquettishly:

"How could it be me, obviously the teacher also indulges them on weekdays, but now they all rely on the disciples. You forgot, Senior Sister Monroe's family is a long way away, and she has lived in the school since she was a child, so she is the closest to your old man's home, how can she rebel against your old man's will!"

Senior Sister Qingqing stroked the mentor's arm, and then said softly: "What's more, didn't you agree just now, why are you reluctant now?"

The sisters all watched with bated breath, the old woman sighed, and finally waved her hand and said: "That's it, the world outside is so wide, the little finch will always fly out, and the old body can't keep you in custody, you can consider your own affairs!"

"I knew that the mentor was the most reasonable!"

Senior Sister Qingqing smiled, winked at Monroe secretly, and made a gesture of getting done.

The maid also gave a thumbs up, secretly relieved, and felt clear. Although the senior sister acted in a play in front of the teacher, and felt a little guilty in her heart, nothing was more important than the support of her family.

The silent scene suddenly became lively, and the sisters chattered and begged the teacher to analyze and analyze the situation on the scene.

"The strength of these two people is not much worse, but this Jing Buchu's strength is a little strange......"

Linggu fell into deep thought, looking at the non-stop battle on the field, and the two who had come and gone carefully pondered.

"Kid Rogge probably still has some hidden strength. ”

"And Jing Buchu's vitality characteristics, as if he had seen it before, seemed to be ...... Qimen Dunjia?"