Wang Luo was silent.

Liu Huaqiao held a long sword in one hand, breaking through the air and drawing a circle.

A sword stabbed at Wang Luo.

"I, Liu Huaqiao, take the body and mind as the way, enter the body with the soul, and roar into the sky with the long river. How can you lose?"

"What's the matter with me!" replied Wang Luo softly.

The entire small world occupies this side of the trial place.

Liu Huaqiao's sword stayed in the air, and even the whole person stopped.

No matter how hard he tried, neither the sword nor the man moved.

And Liu Huaqiao's Tao lies in his own real name "painting".

Instilling spiritual power with heaven and earth, painting with swordsmanship, and living souls out of the body.

The sword stays 、、、

Within easy reach of Wang Luo, there was a fierce tiger that pounced on Wang Luo.

Wang Luo, who was standing in the air, appeared with a stone hammer in his hand and smashed it down.

The tiger roared and then disappeared.

Liu Huaqiao still stayed in mid-air, and kept muttering: "Impossible, impossible." ”

Wang Luo was ready to attack, without speaking, and smashed it directly on Liu Huaqiao's face.

Then he fell down.

Liu Huaqiao didn't understand why he lost until he lost, and why his Tao was distorted.

Why was I frozen just now?

"If you don't even respect your own beliefs enough, then how can you be considered a qualified cultivator?" Wang Luo said softly.

"The winner of this game, the king of Wuling City of Heyang Kingdom!" said the referee on the side.

Why did Liu Huaqiao lose?

Why did you lose so badly?

Wang Luo said that he, Liu Huaqiao, did not respect his beliefs enough.

His Liu Huaqiao's Dao had already been cast from the moment he came on the field, and Wang Luo had found his loophole from the beginning.

All the dead ends are at a glance, and he Liu Huaqiao didn't even hide his weaknesses.

What is it?

He didn't see Wang Luo as an opponent at all.

Such a person is only one realm higher than the king, so why should he underestimate the enemy, and why should he show his weakness to the opponent.

Don't respect your own way, don't respect your own beliefs, and don't even respect your opponents.

How can you win?

Before Wang Luo could react, Zhu Yelang ran over panting and pointed at Wang Luo: "Brother Luo, Brother Luo, it's not good, you go and see 、、、"

Wang Luo still wanted to ask Zhu Yelang if he had won.

"What's wrong?"

"Leave it alone, go and see. Zhu Yelang didn't say a word, and dragged Wang Luo to the middle of the square.

In the middle of Dawu Square, it was overcrowded, and it was the disciples of the sect who had surrounded Ye Liantian and He Wuhong just now, all of whom came to watch.

In the middle of the trial ground, Zhao Qianshu was half-kneeling on the ground covered in blood. A man standing across from him was smiling contemptuously.

"Zhao Qianshu, Zhao Qianshu, look at you, look at it, who is coming, you give up quickly, admit defeat, you have tried your best, and you have already entered the Tai'an Sect. Zhu Yelang on the side said again and again.

Zhao Qianshu, who had been kneeling on the ground, slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Luo.

His face was full of filth, and a cut had been torn out of his face.

"Boss, are you here? Zhao Qianshu smiled hard, but it still hurt badly when he touched the flesh and skin around his body.

"Boss, the person on the other side is very powerful, but don't worry, wait for me to catch my breath. I'm going up up and beating him. Zhao Qianshu will definitely not embarrass the boss. After Zhao Qianshu finished speaking, he roared angrily.

The whole person stood up from the ground, clenched his right hand into a fist, and ran straight towards the man.

And how can people who haven't even touched the pulse gate have the power to fight.

If ordinary people don't have an open pulse, regular exercise can only keep fit.

Zhao Qianshu has been pampered for so many years, where has he suffered so much?

Before Wang Luo's fist was next to the person, a punch hit Zhao Qianshu's face, and the whole person fell backwards.

Blood gushes from the inside of the nose.

Leaned back and fell to the ground.

"Zhao Qianshu 、、、," Zhu Yelang roared frantically.

"If you don't fucking do it, you will admit defeat, this punch will beat you one by one, sooner or later someone will die, are you crazy?" This is the first time Zhu Yelang has been so excited, and the second time he has burst into foul language.

"Brother Luo, you should persuade quickly, if you go on like this, you will really be killed, how can he win, he can even climb the mountain and pant. How do you compare yourself with others? ”

Wang Luo on the side was silent and did not speak.

"I don't know why even a person like you can enter the Tai'an Sect. But there are really so many powerful people who are turned away. What qualifications do people who haven't even achieved the basic opening of the pulse have? I ask you, what qualifications do you have?" said to Zhao Qianshu, who had fallen to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he moved around and kicked Zhao Qianshu's waist, and the whole person flew out ten steps away.

"Referee, referee, premeditated murder, it's not in accordance with the rules. Zhu Yelang said excitedly, pulling Wang Luo with both hands, only to turn over and go in.

The referee glanced at Zhu Yelang, but didn't say a word.

"Fools have it every year, but there is a lot of waste this year, I 、、、 it"

Zhao Qianshu, who was no longer in shape, his fingernails were buckled into the cracks in the floor, his hands were full of blood, he sat up little by little, and smiled at Wang Luo: "I, I don't know how to practice." It's been almost 20 years now, and it's also my father's protection, and now it's my boss's protection. I didn't know anything before, not to mention that it was my own father, so forget it. It's different now, I'm the boss now, and I can't always ask my boss to protect me. Just protect me, don't you want to embarrass my boss, right? In how to lose, can't lose too ugly. I, Zhao Qianshu, have to do my best in this life. ”

After Zhao Qianshu finished panting, a mouthful of blood was spit out.

Wang Luo frowned and said nothing.

Zhao Qianshu smiled again: "Boss, I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you again、、、"

"That's a lot of nonsense!" said the man, moving like the wind and grass.

Fluttering and light.

If this leg is really received, then Zhao Qianshu will no longer have the possibility of cultivation in this life.

The reason why the referee didn't stop on the spot was because there were taboos in this field, there was no danger to life, and the bell of life had not yet been ringed.

There was a phantom in the venue again, and several mountain masters on the big platform stood up with a few people in a row.

"Old Qiu, this speed!" Wen said with a look.

On the trial ground, a person appeared, blocking the man's sweeping leg with one hand, and gently protecting Zhao Qianshu with the other.

Wang Luo stared at Zhao Qianshu in front of him and smiled: "Okay, let's admit defeat, the boss will help you get the field back first, others are bullying you, the boss doesn't care, who cares." Also, you're very powerful this time, you're impressed, and the boss invites you to eat tofu when it's over!"

Zhao Qianshu stared at his eyes, and finally fainted: "Boss, I 、、、"

Wang Luo hugged Zhao Qianshu, walked out of the trial venue step by step, and handed it to Zhu Yelang: "Let the doctor from Tai'an Sect take a look first." ”

Immediately after that, Wang Luo turned around and asked loudly, "This brother is not known what to call him?"