Yue Feng pursed his lips, raised his palms, and silently lucked his true qi, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring in his body.

After the true qi was lucky, Yue Feng slapped Zhao Heng's chest like lightning with a palm,

"Bang!"

A loud bang was heard.

Zhao Heng was directly blown away by this palm, and his feet were dragged on the ground and he retreated seven or eight meters, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

He looked at Yue Feng with a daze in his eyes.

He originally thought that his iron cloth shirt could easily block Yue Feng's dragon palm.

Unexpectedly, it was not a dragon palm at all, but a special dragon descending eighteen palms!

The palm power is simply too strong.

Yue Feng stood with his palms closed, and sneered at Zhao Heng: "It seems that you are not very strong!"

Zhao Heng's face was red and white, and he was extremely embarrassed.

He blew the cowhide just now, and now he can only bear it by himself if he is slapped in the face.

He sighed, clasped his hands into fists and said to Yue Feng: "Your Excellency is a good palm, I am willing to bow to the wind, you won this game!"

Yue Feng shook his head and said: "You didn't show your full strength at all just now, I don't accept your admission of defeat! I didn't use all my strength with that palm just now, you weren't seriously injured, let's fight again!"

Zhao Heng's heart suddenly tightened, good guy, he vomited blood before he could use all his strength, if he used all his strength, wouldn't he have to go to see Lord Yama at this time?

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng immediately said: "I, Zhao Heng, say the same thing, since I have already admitted defeat, then I will not fight again, you won this game!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Heng walked off the ring quickly.

Yue Feng stared at Zhao Heng's back, with a slightly depressed expression on his face.

Although he won, there was always a feeling that he was not victorious, which made him very unhappy!

He practiced penance in the sect for ten years, during which time he did nothing but eat.

In order to be able to become famous all over the world one day!

As a result, today's great day of fame was ruined by Zhao Heng.

Yue Feng let out a long sigh and looked at Tang Qinghua in the private room on the second floor.

Tang Qinghua smiled at Yue Feng, then walked to the railing on the second floor, and said loudly: "Qigong Sect Yue Feng won against Zhao Heng, the third in the battle list, and specially recruited Yue Feng to enter the ability group and take over the third position in the ground list!"

Zhao Heng is off the list, and he can challenge again next year!"

The audience immediately applauded thunderously and gave it to Yue Feng, who was the first to enter the ability group.

Hearing the applause, Yue Feng felt a little better in his heart, he waved his hand at the audience around him, and then walked out of the ring.

Immediately, a staff member of the ability group stepped forward and took Yue Feng to go through the procedures for entering the ability group.

……

In the private room on the second floor, Tang Qinghua's old face was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"Fortunately, I didn't agree to your bet, otherwise I would have lost badly now, haha!" Tang Qinghua said proudly.

Chen Yang directly pointed at Tang Qinghua with a middle finger.

Ma Dan, a good opportunity to fight local tyrants was missed by himself, alas!

The next game seemed to Chen Yang to be boring and didn't feel interesting, so he went to the toilet.

"It's such a boring event, it's really speechless. ”

Chen Yang thought depressedly.

When he arrived at the door of the toilet, Chen Yang met a man with a long sword on his back, wearing sunglasses, and his face was as cold as Ximen blowing snow.

Chen Yang felt that this person was still wearing sunglasses indoors, and he was probably blind.

Out of humanitarianism, he let the blind swordsman enter the toilet before he himself entered.

While the two of them were peeing together, the blind swordsman suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Yang and looked up and down.

Chen Yang was a little creepy.

, this can't be a, right?

Why else would you stare down to yourself?

Thinking of this, he transferred his true qi to his bladder and quickly forced the urine out of his body.

Then he quickly lifted his pants and prepared to leave the-scented toilet.

At this moment, the blind swordsman suddenly spoke: "You are Nandi?"

Chen Yang was stunned: "You can recognize me by your chickens?"

The blind swordsman almost vomited blood.

Who looks at chickens to recognize people!

"I'm Zhong Jian, who is ranked eighth on the land list, maybe you don't know me, but I'm very familiar with you!" the blind swordsman said coldly.

Chen Yang said perfunctorily: "Oh, yes, that's good, I still have something, goodbye!"

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

Zhong Jian immediately said: "I have studied you, I don't know if the Southern Emperor dares to fight with me? Let me see how powerful the first martial arts of the young generation that Huo Guang said?"

Chen Yang shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't duel with the blind, and you're too ugly, dueling with you will affect my appetite!"

Zhong Jian trembled with anger, stretched out his right hand, and directly grabbed Chen Yang's shoulder,

Then his right hand instantly burst out with powerful force, wanting to crush Chen Yang's shoulder.

However, Chen Yang, as a top master in the rebirth realm, has surpassed steel in physical strength.

Zhong Jian's grasp did not cause any harm to Chen Yang, but instead angered Chen Yang.

When Zhong Jian was peeing just now, he was holding the chicken with his right hand.

Chen Yang could see clearly, a few drops of urine splashed on the blind swordsman's right hand.

In other words, when Zhong Jian grabbed his shoulder, it was very likely that the urine rubbed on his clothes.

Even if Chen Yang is not a cleanliness addict, he can't stand this kind of dirty thing.

He used his true qi to his shoulder and violently shook Zhong Jian's right hand.

Then he turned around and kicked directly into Zhong Jian's stomach.

Zhong Jian only felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed truck, and the person flew upside down in an instant, slamming into the toilet wall.

Then it slowly slipped down like a puddle of mud.

Chen Yang stepped forward and lightly kicked his toe on his right arm in the middle.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and Zhong Jian's right arm was broken.

Zhong Jian, who was in pain, let out a terrible scream, as if he was being blasted by more than a dozen strong men.

Chen Yang took out a cigarette and lit it at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath and said: "What is the eighth person on the list, I think it's the floor rubbing people, it's really rubbish!"

Zhong Jian howled angrily: "You dare to do this to me, my brother is the number one person on the ground list, he will never let you go!"

Chen Yang was helpless, why did every weak villain have to say ruthless words after being defeated by himself?

Don't they know that ruthless words can only make themselves beaten worse?

Chen Yang stepped on Zhong Jian's face with one foot, and said ruffianly: "Please, brother, it's obvious that you provoked me first, okay? Uncle Ben is just defending himself, don't say that you look like a victim!"

Zhong Jian was about to be mad at the moment.

Since he was born, he has never been slapped in the face.

Not only was he slapped in the face today, but his face was trampled on the ground.

Although the toilet is cleaned every day, there is still some urine remaining.

It was equivalent to Zhong Jian's face sticking directly to the urine, and the smell was fishy.