Chapter Ninety-Six: Sect Selection Contest (II)
The voice of the referee elder sounded, and the audience boiled.
Everyone turned their eyes to the ring.
Soon, it will be known whose streak will end first.
"Xiao Yu's winning streak is coming to an end!"
The disciple who supported Feng Yousheng sighed.
Zhou Mufeng also nodded and smiled: "Yes, as the core disciple of the fiftieth place on the Tiger List, Yousheng's background is indeed the highest in the intermediate competition." ”
And he was secretly proud in his heart, Xiao Yu, let you harass my family Yingyu, and after a while, let Yousheng teach you a lesson.
In the ring, Xiao Yu and Feng Yousheng were a foot apart and opposed to each other.
Feng Yousheng is dressed in white, and he has a superior demeanor.
He looked at Xiao Yu, smacked his lips, and said with emotion: "Sect Master Xiao Shao, as a person who has come over, I advise you to restrain your arrogance and be low-key. ”
Xiao Yuxin said, are you embarrassed to talk to me about low-key?
Seeing that Xiao Yu seemed indifferent, Feng Yousheng hated iron and steel, he continued: "Moreover, there are some things that cannot be done, stay away from Mu Yingyu in the future, she is the woman that our boss has decided." ”
Feng Yousheng pointed at the little fat man in the audience and said disdainfully: "Otherwise, will you protect you by pointing at these garbage?"
"As long as you take refuge in our Zhou Xueshou and let him cover you, Xia Xingjie won't be a problem. Moreover, Master Zhou Xueshou doesn't remember the villain, and he won't remember your frivolous Yingyu. ”
Xiao Yu sneered: "Don't be ashamed, being said that I and Yingyu are just friends, even if there is a relationship, it's your business!"
"What's the matter with me?" Feng Yousheng's eyes were shining, he looked at Xiao Yu coldly, smiled without smiling, and said: "Head Xiao, don't think that if you can defeat Chen Yuan, you can be unscrupulous." ”
He shook his head and said proudly: "However, you have to be clear, I am the top fifty on the Tiger List, and I am not the bottom fifty to look up to at all." ”
Xiao Yu glanced at Feng Yousheng and said disdainfully: "Tiger list, I really didn't look at it." ”
The smugness on Feng Yousheng's face suddenly stiffened.
This kid even said that he couldn't even look down on the tiger list?
It's arrogant.
But that's not all.
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk about the Tiger List, what about the true disciples?"
Hearing Xiao Yu's words, Feng Yousheng laughed and burst into tears.
"It's the first time I've heard someone so arrogant. ”
"You've heard it now. ”
Feng Yousheng pulled out the blue light sword from behind his back and said, "I'll let you make ten moves, if you can be undefeated, even if I lose." ”
Xiao Yu smiled: "I let you have one hand and one foot, why is it difficult?"
"Arrogance!"
Feng Yousheng sneered, and the blue light sword fluttered lightly in front of his chest, and a white sword light struck Xiao Yu lightly.
This sword light looked very slow, but it arrived in front of Xiao Yu almost instantly, and slammed into Xiao Yu's chest.
"If you fall for my trick, your internal organs will be damaged, and your muscles and veins will be broken. Feng Yousheng put away his sword and said with a smile, "However, I only used three successes, so Sect Master Xiao doesn't have to worry." ”
Xiao Yu was stunned for a long time, and then under the gaze of everyone, he stretched out his left hand and yawned, seemingly confused: "Ah, what's wrong?"
Then he turned around in Feng Yousheng's stunned expression, and arched his hand: "I'm sorry Senior Brother Feng, I fell asleep just now, are you ready?
"What are you talking about?!" Feng Yousheng almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his face turned the color of pig liver.
Asleep?
Sleep with your sister!
Lao Tzu just slashed at you with a sword, you said you were asleep?
This is a blatant insult!
Mu Yingyu, Zhao Shuangchi and others laughed.
Duan Yuxi also covered his mouth and chuckled, feeling very funny.
The little fat man was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he coaxed: "This is a slap in the face! Senior Brother Feng, are you angry? Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it." ”
Hearing the laughter of everyone on the stage and the taunts of the little fat man, the victorious face turned blue and white for a while, and he could no longer maintain his demeanor, and swung his sword out, and the surging true qi erupted from his body.
I saw countless white qi coming out of his body, converging on the sword body, condensing into a white rainbow.
"Senior Brother Feng actually used the 'Flowing Cloud Sword'!"
Someone gasped.
'Liuyun Sword', a second-level high-grade exercise, once it is displayed, the sword body is covered with clouds and mist, like a layer of white rainbow.
Wu Xiu's own true qi will be pulled by the sword body, but it can be rigid and soft.
When it is just like a hundred steel whips, it can break the bluestone, and when it is soft, it turns into thousands of finger threads, entwined.
"Is this the strength of the top 50 on the Tiger List?"
The other disciples who were watching the battle sighed secretly.
"Senior Brother Feng is going to work hard. Zhou Mufeng sighed, "This is his ballast stunt, he originally wanted to deal with King Li's people at the Three Sects Event, Sect Master Xiao Shao can force him to make this trick, and he will not lose unjustly." ”
I saw that the clouds around Feng Yousheng's body were rolling, filling Xu Fangyuan, and countless white clouds condensed into silk threads, winding him layer by layer, like a huge silk cocoon.
"Go!"
Feng Yousheng shouted, and the huge silk cocoon turned into a long rainbow covering the sky, and layers of clouds rose behind him, entrenched in the sky above the Qingguang Sword.
Then with a blow from his sword, Zhang Xu's white qi, like a long rainbow running through the sun, wrapped around Xiao Yu.
Faced with the power of this sword, Xiao Yu's friends all looked solemn.
"'Liuyun Sword', but it can be rigid and soft, these thousands of fog threads are soft. ”
Mu Yingyu said astringently.
There was also a trace of worry in Xiao Yu's heart.
Xiao Yu is indeed powerful, and when the core disciples in the bottom fifty of the Tiger List see him, they are not his generals.
But now, Feng You's victory trick has come out, even if he has the strength to fight with King Li, but how many flesh martial arts are there in this huge Qianfeng country?
"It's a pity, if you keep the Martial Artist Triple Heaven, you can still dominate the junior competition, but it's a pity that you met Senior Brother Feng Yousheng. ”
Zhou Mufeng sighed, as if he felt sorry for Xiao Yu, but the disciple next to him could see the smile in his eyes.
In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yu is already a turtle in the urn, and there is only one way to surrender at this time.
Even if the disciples who cultivate the flesh body, they will be defeated and admit defeat under this sword and qi whip, not to mention this thin and weak Xiao Yu.
Under this whip, I was afraid that Xiao Yu would be seriously injured on the spot.
"There's no chance, Sect Master Xiao. Zhou Mufeng shook his head and sighed, "Senior Brother Feng's trick has come out, it is not a martial arts cultivation that cultivates the physical body, there is only the possibility of failure." ”
Mu Yingyu lowered her beautiful eyes lightly, unwilling to look at it again.
Zhao Shuangchi, Aoxiong and others also frowned.
Only Duan Yuxi and the little fat man looked calm, and they didn't seem to be worried about Xiao Yu.
Li Fei, who fell under the Guanwu platform, rubbed his face that was blue and swollen, and a trace of happiness flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Xueshou, if you lose, you won't be able to compete with Sister Yuxi." ”
Many warriors around him were either regretful or happy, but no one believed that Xiao Yu could escape this catastrophe.
"Clouds cover the sun!"
When the white mist wrapped around the top of Xiao Yu's head, Feng Yousheng shouted again.
I saw that he was playing the sword body of the Qingguang Sword in his right hand, like playing a zither, and the white mist suddenly turned into a series of lingering silk threads, falling like rain.
The filaments in the sky are like the continuous spring rain, entwined in people's hearts.
In an instant, Xiao Yu was surrounded by countless silk threads within a radius of several meters, these silk threads condensed by true qi seemed to be easy to break free, but after they were broken, they were condensed and formed again, and they were endless, tying Xiao Yu into zongzi and unable to break free.
But Xiao Yu obviously won't sit still.
He stood up suddenly, raised his white hand, clenched it lightly into a fist, and then punched it out!
This punch was light and fluttering, and he couldn't see how powerful he was, and his movements, in the eyes of Zhou Mufeng and others, were like a weak and powerless teenager, and he just swung his fist desperately at the end.
But the moment the white rainbow true qi in the sky touched Xiao Yu's fist, it suddenly exploded.
The true qi in the sky was like a heavenly river reversed, flying against the blue sky, and turned his head towards Feng Yousheng like a wild surge.
"How is that possible!"
Feng Yousheng exclaimed in surprise, he could no longer remain calm and calm, his figure floated up like a white cloud, and rushed directly into the air.
At the same time, his left hand kept coming, and he slapped several palms in succession before he dispersed the true qi of this inverted scroll.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, in the retreating true qi, a fist that seemed to be condensed by white jade smashed over.
"Boom!"
This fist first smashed on the body protection true qi outside the surface of Feng Yousheng's body.
He condensed an inch thick of body protection true qi, but he couldn't support it, and was violently blasted by his fist, turning into clouds and scattering in all directions.
Seal the victory and retreat!
He felt the crisis in front of him, and the real air swirled, pouring his legs, and retreating backwards like an arrow from a string.
But no matter how fast he retreated, it was not as fast as that white jade fist.
"Poof!"
In the incredible gaze of everyone, the white jade fist smashed into Feng Yousheng's face.
Feng Yousheng was like a rag doll on the spot, and he was smashed and flew out sideways.
There was a dead silence in the audience, and everyone stood on the spot, dumbfounded.
Zhou Mufeng stared out his eyes, unable to believe all this.
Li Fei's face turned the color of pig liver.
Feng Yousheng was knocked away by a punch!
This is something that no one can imagine, in everyone's hearts, the top fifty on the tiger list is an invincible existence among the disciples.
In the ring, the clouds were swirling, and the dust and smoke flew in the air.
Under the ring, Feng Yousheng fell down and got up angrily.
In the disbelief of everyone, a young man slowly walked to the edge of the ring with his hands behind his back.
He lowered his head and smiled at Feng Yousheng, revealing his shiny white teeth: "I haven't contributed yet, and you're down?"
Xiao Yu stood leisurely with his hands behind his back.
The sky was filled with smoke and ashes, as if it had not left a trace on his clothes.
It was as if he had not been fighting in the wild, but had gone out on an outing.
Xiao Yu seemed to be smiling, looking at Feng Yousheng and said: "The top fifty on the tiger list, but that's it!"
"You!"
Feng Yousheng's face was unwilling, but he did lose, which is an indisputable fact.
He had no choice but to struggle to stand up and make a frustrated hero: "You fight me with your bare hands, if I win, won't I be victorious?"
When the little fat man heard this, he gave a thumbs up.
"Big brother, after your cheekiness, I will admire you!"
Feng Yousheng's face flushed, pretending not to hear.
A few who were good with him also hurried to round the field: "That is, Xiao Yu is like a barbarian, he can only use his fists, and he really doesn't have the demeanor of our One Sword Sect." ”
When Xiao Yu heard Feng Yousheng's words, he was speechless in his heart.
It's okay.
However, how can he get back on the field?
Xiao Yu glanced at Feng Yousheng and smiled indifferently.
Then he put his hands behind his back, stood there, raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, looked at the sky, looked very downcast, and sighed: "Alas, there is no one who even let me draw my sword." ”
"Poof!"
Feng Yousheng couldn't hold back any longer this time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The other disciples were also shocked by Xiao Yu's words, and after a long time, someone said quietly: "This is the real master's demeanor!"