The little fat man's actions shocked the audience.

On the Guanwu platform of the scattered cultivators in the north, all the scattered cultivators widened their eyes and felt incredible.

Can the competition be like this?

What about dignity?

What about honors?

The people of the Holy Strength Gate were even more furious.

When King Li saw this scene, he scolded: "Qi Shiha, the second goods, have you forgotten how you were recruited last night?"

Sitting next to him was a disciple of the Celestial Star Sect.

The two were obviously more familiar, and when they heard King Li's words, they asked curiously, "Senior Brother King Li, do you know such a lewd fat man of the One Sword Sect?"

King Li said hatefully: "Nonsense, last night, Brother Cheng and I were attacked by him with stinky flowers, and there is still a stink on our bodies..."

Halfway through his words, King Li suddenly realized something.

He secretly said that it was not good, turned his head to look at the disciple next to him, and saw that the people in the venue who were in the same venue as him all opened their mouths wide and showed surprised expressions after hearing his words.

"No, I didn't get a stinky flower, I just got a little pollen..."

But his explanation is clearly darker and darker.

A person from the Celestial Star Sect suddenly realized: "I said why did I smell a foul smell, it turned out to be you!"

After speaking, he took out his handkerchief, covered his nose, glanced at the few people from the Holy Strength Gate in disgust, and stepped back.

The disciple who was talking to King Li just now twisted his brows into twists, pinched his nose, and said in disgust: "Brother King Li, you are not authentic, your body is so stinky, and you still pull me to sit next to you." ”

The power of the king of qi is that one Buddha is out of the body, and the second Buddha ascends to heaven, but he can't attack again.

Cheng Hu next to him glared at King Li, blaming him for not being able to speak.

Then he stared at Xiao Yu to death, eager to eat him alive.

This kid, this is to make him lose face in front of everyone!

I can't bear it!

Both of them set their eyes on Xiao Yu, their teeth clenched, eager to break his legs.

Xiao Yu looked like he didn't care about himself, and drank the tea on the table leisurely.

This made the two even angrier.

How dare you drink tea?

Cheng Hu said coldly: "I'll let you drink, don't let me touch it for a while, otherwise I won't be able to kill you!"

And in the ring, the Shengli Sect disciple named Qi Shiha had been foaming at the mouth of the stinky and smelly version of the little fat man, and he kept twitching.

The referee on the side of the watch had his heart skip a beat, he knew the power of the stinky flower, but if he could foam at the mouth of a martial artist Triple Heaven, wouldn't that be several times the dose?

What a taste it must be!

The referee was agitated and quickly stopped imagining, for fear that if he thought about it any longer, he would vomit out his breakfast.

The little fat man shook his head and said helplessly: "Before I could contribute, he fell, it seems that I am still too strong." ”

As soon as the little fat man's words fell, he heard the sound of porcelain breaking on the viewing platform, and he looked up and saw that everyone looked down at him, with a look of disdain and speechlessness.

Big brother, can we have face?

The opponent is too weak, can you not use these indiscriminate methods?

A disciple of the Holy Force Sect shouted, "Cheating!"

"This is a sneak attack, disqualify!"

Hearing everyone's words, the little fat man crossed his hands on his waist and said angrily: "The game has already begun, and I didn't sneak attack, he hit my pill himself, blame me?!"

The little fat man crossed his hands on his waist and said with a heartfelt voice.

The tone of the people in the Holy Strength Gate was stagnant, and they couldn't refute it.

Like, is it really Qi Shiha who took the initiative to smell the stinky flowers?

Thinking of this, everyone was speechless for a while, and they had nothing to say.

The little fat man turned around and asked the referee, "Referee, have I won?"

The referee frowned and quickly nodded.

He pinched his nose and said, "One Sword Sect, Wang Jianye wins." ”

Then the sleeve robe was encouraged, and a surging true qi dispersed the stench in the ring.

It wasn't until the stench cleared that he let go of his nose and took a big gulp of air.

The little fat man's trick just now is a big killer!

Even as a martial artist, he almost got hit.

The little fat man was triumphant, and frequently sent flying kisses to the audience, but I didn't know, I thought he had won the championship of the primary competition.

Although the people of the Holy Power Sect were angry, the people of the One Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, the One Sword Sect will win the next game.

The Celestial Star Sect, on the other hand, didn't have much to worry about, in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery were useless.

However, just in case, Mo Tianxing still ordered all the disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect to participate in the primary competition, if they encounter this obscene fat man, they should pay attention.

Otherwise, it's a small matter to lose the game, and if you are made stinky and embarrassed, it will be a shame.

Xiao Yu nodded, the little fat man could win a game, which could be regarded as a slap in the face of Shenglimen.

Sure enough, King Li and Cheng Hu looked at Xiao Yu's eyes, and they were even more ruthless.

At this moment, the first game of the intermediate arena was over, and the referee checked the list and continued to read: "No. 5 Moro vs. No. 11 Liwang!"

When Mo Luo heard his name, he walked to the side of the yellow sand platform, pointed his left foot on the ground, and rose into the air, two feet high.

I saw him in mid-air, with his hands outstretched, like a big owl, gliding onto the yellow sand platform.

The whole process stretched smoothly, without the slightest stagnation, and even the corners of the clothes were not scattered.

And with his debut, the eyes of many viewers have also been attracted.

Mo Luo was dressed in white, standing with his hands in his hands, with a handsome face and a graceful demeanor.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of many girls, and many female disciples secretly sent Qiu Bo, eyebrows and affection, hoping that he could look at himself more.

Moro smiled at them in unison, causing the girls to scream.

Of course, Moro does have a proud capital.

Although he is the youngest contestant in this competition, he is only 15 years old.

However, the cultivation has reached the realm of the peak of the martial artist's six heavens, which is enough to stand out from the crowd.

In the face of such an opponent, King Li has only despair.

But at this moment, with the appearance of Mo Luo, they are already the focus of everyone's attention, and he can only play hard.

King Li glanced at Xiao Yu hatefully, got up and left his seat, walked to the yellow sand platform, and jumped into the ring.

"Boom!"

King Li's ground, yellow sand splashed everywhere, and the strength of his physical body can be seen.

But compared to Moro, the judgment is high.

King Li also knew the gap between the two, so he could only pretend to be calm, clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Mo, please!"

Mo Luo stood there very casually, carelessly, and said lazily: "One move will defeat you." ”

His tone was light-hearted, and he didn't look like a big war at all.

Seeing Mo Luo's lazy appearance, King Li felt a trace of anger in his heart.

And his words made King Li even more angry.

"Senior Brother Mo, although you are a strong cultivator, you are too blind. King Li said loudly, "I am also a martial artist of the Sixth Heaven, and the participating disciples of the entire Three Sects Grand Gathering are also the top existences. Although you are strong, if you want to defeat me in one move, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!"

"Then make a move!"

Mo Luo smiled slightly and said lightly.

But the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

When King Li saw Mo Luo's eyes, it was as if he had been slapped hard.

"Do you want to defeat me with one move?"

Liwang took a deep breath, his arms sank, and his fists clenched.

"Phew!"

With a low snort, two pale blue rays of light flashed from his palms, forming two wheel-sized grinding discs.

He slammed his palms together and slammed it, forming a momentum like half-moon-shaped ripples visible to the naked eye, sweeping towards Mo Luo at a rapid speed.

"It's actually 'Half Moon Chop'!"

Someone shouted on the stage of the loose practice.

Tang Jiang also sighed: "The Half Moon Slash is a second-level high-grade martial art, and it is one of the few martial arts that can be attacked remotely by cultivating the physical body. ”

Hearing Tang Jiang's explanation, the other cultivators were moved.

The physical body martial arts are amazingly defensive when they come to run, and this power king can also use the martial arts of long-range attack, which is really rare.

But the attack of the King of Power was not seen by Moro.

Facing the half-moon slash of the Gundam, he shook his head and sighed, "It's too weak." ”

"Moo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spit out a note, and a strong wind swept up and hit the pale blue half-moon.

The moment the two came into contact, the momentum of the rainbow Half Moon was defeated.

"Poof!"

The Liwang's attack was thwarted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"I lost. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that he could shine this time, but he didn't expect to meet the freak of Moro in the first game.

"Oh my God, this Mo Luo is too strong!" said an incredible voice from the viewing platform.

They couldn't believe that Mo Luo actually knocked the other party down with only one syllable, is this still the strength of the martial artist Six Heavens?

On the martial arts viewing platform in the north, the special envoy Zhang Jing couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "I can't imagine that Mo Gongzi can cultivate the power of the soul to such a level at such a young age, it's really rare." ”

Hearing Zhang Jing's praise, Mo Tianxing nodded and smiled.

"Luo Er should have no opponent this time, if he was willing, he would have been able to break through that shackle a long time ago, reach the Seventh Heaven of Martial Arts, and become a high-level martial artist. ”

Taking a sip of tea, he continued: "Actually, Luo'er's potential is even greater than that of the Heavenly Wolf. has been accepted as a core disciple by the old man Tiangang, and after the grand meeting of the three sects, he will go to the Xuanyuan Kingdom. ”

"What?!" Zhang Jing's face changed slightly, Rao is concentration was good, and his heart was also shocked, "Old man Tiangang?

"Special Envoy Zhang laughed, how many Tiangang Valleys are there near our Qianfeng Country?" Mo Tianxing glanced up.

Dugu Ao and Tie Gu Nie on the side also looked a little unsightly.

This Tiangang Valley is the largest sect of the Xuanyuan Kingdom, a large country adjacent to the Qianfeng Kingdom, even if the power of the entire Qianfeng Kingdom is combined, people will not look at it.

Zhang Jing's face was gloomy, he took another sip of tea, and his thoughts were racing, thinking that he wanted to tell His Majesty the Emperor the news as soon as possible.

King Li got off the field in despair, saw Cheng Hu, and said in frustration: "Brother Cheng, I'm not Mo Luo's opponent." ”

Cheng Hu nodded, with a solemn face: "It's okay, this Mo Luo is indeed very strong, even if I am not necessarily an opponent." ”

King Li was shocked in his heart, he knew how arrogant Chenghu was, and even he didn't think it was easy, which showed how terrifying Mo Luo was.

However, he still glanced at Xiao Yu hatefully, and said to Cheng Hu: "Brother Cheng, I'm unlucky this time, I can't clean up this guy, you can help me clean her up when the time comes." ”

Cheng Hu smiled: "Don't worry, but it's not certain whether he can pass the first round." ”

While the two were discussing, the referee announced the matchup for the next game.

"One Sword Sect Xiao Yu against Heavenly Star Sect Wang Qiang!"

The referee's voice came from afar, and both of them looked in the direction of the One Sword Sect.

I saw Xiao Yu raise his head and drink all the tea in the cup, slowly get up, walk out of the seat of the One Sword Sect, and strode towards the ring unhurriedly.