First, a shadow punched Duan Chang's face, like a small stone entering calm water, and plopped.

Then there were ripples.

There are fists coming from all directions.

Like a drum, it hit Duan Chang's face.

Hitting someone has to be slapped in the face, which Wang Luo and Zhao Qianshu learned.

Today, Wang Luo is going to use this trick he learned from Zhao Qianshu to get it back from Duan Chang's hands.

If you can beat me, it's because I'm not high in cultivation and because I'm not capable enough, but if you can beat my little brother, then you have to ask me if Wang Luo's fists are hard.

This Chang was first suppressed by Wang Luo's two-finger scissors, and then Wang Luo comprehended the "afterimage" in the Heart Sutra of the Apocalypse.

The starting hand is to come from all directions!

Use the spiritual power of the whole body to crown the legs.

With the advantages of a small world, it can be used flexibly.

Fist to the flesh, step by step.

Duan Chang didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back, because Wang Luo never breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten breaths had passed, and Duan Chang fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

Up and down the body, there is no place that is good. His nose and face were swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The whole person threw himself on the ground like a dog, his right finger squirmed slightly, Duan Chang didn't understand why he lost, why the person in front of him who had just opened his pulse was so strong.

The crowd of onlookers fell silent.

The referee, who didn't react until half an hour, announced the winner and the king of Wuling City of the Central Kingdom.

An uproar in the crowd spread directly.

"Isn't this guy the strongest opener? ”

Lin Huazhi, who was standing in the crowd, stared at Wang Luo, that person loved and hated decisively, flesh and blood, but he was very annoying.

Lin Huazhi, who couldn't figure it out, stomped his foot angrily and kicked away a small pebble at his feet: "It's strange if you don't get beaten by others, what kind of strong, just help that dog admit defeat, you have to play." ”

According to the regulations, after Duan Chang was carried down, a second person would come on the field.

It's just that when the referee announced that there was no challenge, he didn't speak for a long time.

It's no wonder that although the people who are on the stage now must be those who are looking forward to it, they can also make a good show. You can also express yourself before you are about to enter the sect. But no one can be sure what the winning rate of the person in front of him will be if he is against him. It's better to draw lots honestly and leave it to fate.

It wasn't until the referee announced that after finally asking if there was no one left, someone slowly raised their hands.

"I, I want to give it a try. ”

A small, 、、、-looking man slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Isn't this Wen Chengzhou's Jiang Yan, a lay disciple who was expelled from the division by Mobao Temple. ”

"The lay disciples are still expelled from the sect?"

"Then I don't know, but I heard that this person doesn't like to talk, and the realm is Vientiane. It seems that there is a saying on Wen Chengzhou's side that says his, what is it called, what is Vientiane Cheng、、、"

"Vientiane becomes a Buddha, and I will become a Buddha. Actually, I don't understand 、、、、," a person next to him interjected, but he didn't know what it meant.

This Jiang Yan walked out, looked at the few people who were whispering just now, looked at it and turned his head to stare at Wang Luo: "I just want to compete with you, I don't mean anything else, don't misunderstand." ”

Wang Luo also directed: "No misunderstanding. ”

"Don't think too much about 、、、"

Jiang Yan's words immediately caused many people to laugh.

"Donor, you can eat meat!" one of them quipped.

Jiang Yan was also down, and turned around and said: "I am a lay disciple, but I can eat meat and drink alcohol." ”

The man smiled and shook his head: "It's boring, it's boring." ”

"Let's punch!" Wang Luo did not hesitate.

"Donor, please!" Jiang Yan saluted with one hand.

Wang Luo is too lazy to talk nonsense, and Xiaotiandi has not withdrawn until now. With the advantage of small world, one foot splits the sky and falls from the sky. Trying to solve the river flooding with one move.

The river drowned in place and did not dodge, and it was not until the battle began at this moment that his eyes began to flicker.

There was a slight look.

The river looked at the sky and stood still.

At the moment when Wang Luo's whip leg was split, Jiang Yan used his right hand to pull the water away.

"Donor, strong and powerful!" Jiang Yan said indifferently.

"Monk, you can talk very well when you fight. Wang Luo responded. is not tied up, turning a small world into a lot smaller.

Since coming to Tai'an Sect, Wang Luo always feels that his little world is a little different, but what is the difference, Wang Luo can't tell the truth.

Could it be that the range has become larger?

Wang Luo thought about it, this is not right.

After compressing a certain distance, the spiritual power in the small world was compressed even more extremely.

Then in the case of abundant spiritual power, Wang Luo has an innate advantage, whether it is speed or strength, it is much stronger.

Wang Luo knew from the beginning that the later appearances were definitely not good stubble, so from the beginning, Wang Luo did not hide his strength.

At the moment when Jiang Yan pushed Wang Luo's right leg, Wang Luo pinched his fingers with both hands, and the hands of Xiaotiandi rolled.

Close, open!

But the king fluttered in his heart, and the monk also frowned.

This mirror flower and moon has no effect on this monk?

This guy on the other side can actually reverse the spiritual power of heaven and earth?

The two thought of it almost at the same time.

Wang Luo didn't drag mud and water, and the stone hammer that appeared in his right hand was actually with a few inches of thunder and lightning in it.

During meditation, the clouds above seem to be sensible.

The moment Wang Luo fell, the monk smiled and pushed his palm out.

"The Buddha seal is boundless!" Jiang Yan roared.

In mid-air, from top to bottom, there was a spiritual power like a palm print.

Like a mountain shaken, it pushes down to the king's fall.

The stone hammer in the king's hand, where can the enemy be beaten.

Wang Luo did not show weakness, and at the moment when Jiang Yan pushed his palm out, Wang Luo slapped his palm on the ground, and half an inch of ground on the trial ground was forcibly pulled up and greeted by the Buddha seal. After all, it was the Buddha seal that was slightly superior, and the ground was shattered into countless pieces.

Seeing this, many people quickly retreated, lest they threaten themselves.

Jiang Yan jumped up and jumped over his own mid-air Buddha seal.

"Donor, how can it be done with the help of external forces? I don't think the donor's fist is so hard. Jiang Yan said.

Jumping over the mid-air Buddha seal in front of the river flood, the Buddha seal behind him actually pushed the river flood step by step.

The river floods like fish in water, coming and going freely, and the speed is extremely fast.

A set of combination punches was handed out, approaching Wang Luo.

Bai Ye, who was watching in the crowd, looked straight at him: "Is there still such a way of playing? With his own spiritual power as a barrier, he can block heaven and earth." If you have no ahead, you can cut thousands of troops. ”

Wang Luo stood where he was, looking at the indomitable river.

Just like the sunrise in Wuling City, the wave of Lianghaidao that I saw.

Wave after wave, stacked to the height of a thousand layers.

It is magnificent, and its feet cannot be moved.