"Ahh

As Xiao Yu stepped down, Chenghu's knee was kicked to pieces, and he was afraid that he would never be able to pick it up again.

On the side of Shenglimen, as Chenghu fell to the ground, there was no sound.

They couldn't believe that in the intermediate competition, Cheng Hu, who was the first in combat power, was actually defeated by Xiao Yu and defeated at the hands of a 'weakling' of the martial artist Four Heavens.

"Brother Cheng, you actually lost?"

Liwang stiffened, his mouth wide open, and he could almost stuff an apple.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and he pinched Wang Qiang next to him.

Wang Qiang was in pain and screamed miserably.

He looked down at his right arm, the place where he was pinched by King Li had turned red, and he quickly broke free of King Li's big hand, and said angrily: ", King Li, what are you pinching me for?"

But King Li turned a deaf ear to his words, shook his head and said, "I don't feel any pain, which means that I am dreaming, yes, I am dreaming." ”

King Li muttered to himself and nodded repeatedly, as if he believed this statement.

The corners of Wang Qiang's mouth twitched, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: "This power king, isn't he stupid?"

And Tie Gu Nie, who was sitting in the middle of the Holy Power Gate, also saw this change, and was horrified, but he was even more angry, stood up, pointed at Xiao Yu, and shouted: "Little thief, in the ring, why are you so heavy-handed?"

Xiao Yu glanced at Tie Gu Nie and said coldly: "How did I know that Senior Brother Chenghu was so vulnerable?"

Tie Gu Nie's eyes widened angrily, and he sneered: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, see how I clean you up!"

After that, Tie Gu Nie took a step and was about to jump into the ring to find trouble with Xiao Yu.

At this time, on the One Sword Sect Martial Arts Platform, Dugu Ao also stood up and said in a loud voice: "Iron Gate Master, do you want to provoke a big battle between the One Sword Sect and the Holy Power Sect?"

"You!" Tie Gu Nie looked at Dugu arrogantly, his chest rising and falling.

This guy actually returned the words he threatened him before, which is really unreasonable.

However, he was angry, but he couldn't really do it, because he couldn't start the war lightly.

Glancing at Dugu Ao, Tie Gu Nie said coldly: "Dugu Sect Master, this Liang Zi of the One Sword Sect, let's count it in the future!"

He waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Quickly carry that waste back from Chenghu, and be embarrassed." ”

After Tie Gu Nie finished speaking, the two Shengli Sect disciples hurriedly jumped into the ring, preparing to carry Cheng Hu off the field and send him to bandage his wounds.

When Cheng Hu passed by Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu shook his head, waved his hand, and said, "Senior Brother Cheng, I haven't used my power yet, why did you fall?"

Looking at Xiao Yu's expression, Cheng Hu only felt a pain in his chest.

"Poof!"

Cheng Hu spit out a mouthful of old blood, looked at Xiao Yu with hatred, and added another point to his hatred.

The two disciples of the Holy Power Sect were afraid that Xiao Yu was talking about the wind and cold, so they hurriedly carried Cheng Hu down.

Xiao Yu clapped his hands and watched them leave.

There are some regrets in my heart.

It's a pity that this is the ring, and he can't make a dead hand yet, otherwise, he will inevitably leave Chenghu behind.

Of course, if Chenghu is no longer interested in the future, he will not blame his subordinates for being ruthless.

Xiao Yu jumped off the yellow sand platform, turned his head, and looked coldly at the primary competition.

The others obviously noticed the situation here, and when they saw Xiao Yu's murderous eyes, they all fell silent, not daring to act rashly.

Xiao Yu nodded, only by using this kind of thunderous means can he really deter Xiaoxiao, otherwise, there is no way to talk about protecting his friends.

He returned to the Guanwu platform, sat down, took a sip of tea, and continued to look at the yellow sand platform.

Xiao Yu is not arrogant, he wants to see who his next opponent is.

On the yellow sand platform, the last pair of players are going toe-for-tat.

One person in the north, Tsing Yi cloth shirt, is a disciple of the Tianxing Sect, Zhao Lu, known for his starlight palm.

Xiao Yu still had some impressions that in the first round, this person only used less than twenty moves to defeat the opponent of the same martial artist Liuzhongtian, a master.

And his opponent is a little-known teenager.

"Who is this person? Could it be that he is also from the Celestial Star Sect?"

Someone from the Sanxiu Guanwutai asked puzzledly.

"yes, I've never seen this person. ”

Xiao Yu looked at the young man, but he had an impression of him.

This person is the lean young man of the Holy Strength Gate that I saw yesterday.

Yesterday, when I saw him in a hurry, Xiao Yu felt a danger in him, far more than King Li, Xiao Yu had a hunch, even if he was a tiger, he was not his opponent.

He recalled that his performance in the first round was by no means eye-catching, and even had some drag.

After fighting fiercely with his opponent for more than 100 times, he barely won.

Could it be that this person is hiding clumsy?

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but pay attention.

His opponent, Zhao Lu, may be at a loss.

In the field, Zhao Lu looked at the lean young man, a trace of disdain flowed in his eyes, and said lightly: "You are a person from the Holy Power Sect? Why have I never heard of it?" ”

The lean young man didn't say a word, and his whole person was as quiet as a mountain, as if nothing in the outside world could affect him.

Zhao Lu sneered: "Cheng Hu can be my opponent, and King Li can also have a few tricks with me, but you, hehe." ”

The lean boy still didn't say a word, and his whole person was as sharp as a javelin, ready to go.

Zhao Lu was a little impatient, this wooden man dared to ignore himself.

"Boy, you're out of luck when you meet me!"

Zhao Lu sneered in his heart, no longer hesitated, took out two grinding discs-like things with both palms, and put them in his palms.

Zhao Lu was full of momentum, and the whole person was like a star, and his momentum soared into the sky.

"Senior Brother Zhao Lu is going to make a big move!"

A disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect Guanwu Platform shouted.

Mo Tianxing nodded: "Zhao Lu is second only to Luo'er among the disciples of our sect who participated in the intermediate competition, if it weren't for Luo'er to suppress his limelight, the champion of this intermediate competition is very likely to be him." His cultivation is on par with Prince Qianfengjie. ”

The situation is changing.

Under the traction of Zhao Lu's breath, the entire light screen trembled a little.

Even with the protection of the light screen, everyone on the viewing platform could feel a strong aura rushing towards them.

"Oh my God, Zhao Lu is so strong!"

Many disciples had a feeling of palpitations, and Qian Fengjie's face was solemn, feeling the danger.

Tie Gu Nie also sighed, this is the last person in the Holy Power Sect.

But he actually ran into Zhao Lu, it was really bad luck.

"The Heavenly Star Sect is really full of talents, is it possible that my Holy Force Sect has nothing to gain in the intermediate competition?"

Tie Gu Nie smiled bitterly.

At the same time, Zhao Lu's meteor fist had already smashed down.

"Boom!"

The huge concussion made the entire light screen tremble.

"Won. Zhao Lu looked at the lean young man who was overwhelmed by his fist shadow on the other side, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

However, his smile quickly froze on his face.

After the smoke billowed and drifted away, the lean young man who was as thin as a bamboo pole still stood vigorously, straight as a javelin on the yellow sand platform.

"What? impossible!" Zhao Lu's eyes widened, unable to believe all this.

The Meteor Fist just now was one of his ballast skills, and it consumed a lot of true qi, and with his current strength at the peak of the martial artist Six Heavens, he could only use it twice.

He was confident that after receiving this punch, ordinary people would definitely break their tendons and fractures.

But now, this teenager hasn't changed at all, and he hasn't even moved?!

And the young man slowly raised his head, looked at Zhao Lu, and finally spoke for the first time.

His voice was calm, calm, and a little lonely: "You, too weak." ”

As soon as the young man's words came out, the audience fell silent.

Xiao Yu almost laughed out loud, this lean boy is also quite good at pretending.

"You really me off!" Zhao Lu was furious, his palms were staggered, and he stepped forward, the two grinding discs rotated rapidly, and the whole person was like a spinning top, rolling up a whirlwind and rolling towards the lean young man.

The lean boy shook his head, stood still, and seemed to slowly swing his fist forward.

This punch seemed to be very slow, and even a martial artist could see the trajectory of his punch clearly, so that he could easily dodge it.

However, after this punch was struck, the pupils of several major sect masters and envoys shrank and their faces were shocked.

Xiao Yu also felt something, and his face was solemn.

Because of this punch, it is similar to his getaway.

It seems that they all contain the power of law.

It seems to be slow, but it pierces through the void!

And Zhao Lu didn't realize it at all, and sneered: "Boy, I thought you had a lot of ability, do you want to hit a three-year-old child with this soft punch?"

Zhao Lu was hideous, turned his fist into a palm, and punched the young man.

The young man's fist didn't seem to have much power, but after Zhao Lu punched him, he was shocked and inexplicable, and he only felt that it was not a fist that was coming, but a rockery.

"Bang!"

In everyone's surprised gaze, Zhao Lu flew out upside down at a faster speed than when he came, and smashed on the light curtain.

The power of this punch is beyond people's imagination.

If it weren't for the protection of the light curtain, Zhao Lu would definitely fly out of the ring.

"Is the power of this punch still a martial artist?"

"Does this guy really only have the Martial Artist Six Heavens?"

"Isn't Shenglimen supposed to be muscular hunks, how can he be so thin and have such terrifying strength?"

When everyone was talking, the referee had a complicated face, but he still announced the result: "This game, the winner, Shenglimen Liang Leopard!"

Liang Leopard!

Mo Tianxing's face was not very good-looking.

Dugu Ao also looked dignified, but he didn't expect that Shenglimen would hide such a guy.

"This Liang Leopard is the biggest dark horse of this year!" said an old man from a hidden family.

The others nodded in agreement.

"That's right, if you can defeat your opponent with one punch, it's still Tianjiao Zhao Lu of the Tianxing faction, and it's possible to win the top three. ”

"That's right, I think even with the second prince of Qianfengjie has the power to fight. ”

Someone analyzed.

Dugu Ao looked at Xiao Yu and Qian Fengjie, and advised: "After a while, you can do your best." I think you two should have a chance, too. ”

Qian Fengjie arched his hand and said: "Master, the disciple will definitely do his best in the qualifying competition. ”

Dugu Ao nodded, glanced at Xiao Yu, who was still drinking tea, and sighed.

Although Xiao Yu defeated Cheng Hu, this Liang Leopard was obviously much stronger than Cheng Hu.

Maybe only Qian Fengjie has the opportunity to talk to him.

With the victory of Liang Leopard, all the matches in the intermediate arena are over, and all the places in the top four are also generated.

"The top four in the intermediate competition, Mo Luo, Qian Fengjie, Liang Bao and Xiao Yu!" The voice of the martial arts referee sounded, "Please play the top four!"

The atmosphere has also been pushed to a climax, and at this time, it is the moment when the people on the viewing platform are most concerned, and the ranking battle begins!

Under the gaze of the audience, Xiao Yu and others jumped into the ring in turn and stood on one side.

"In the semi-finals, the rules have changed, and it is a qualifying battle. The referee announced the rules, "That is, each player, challenge separately, and add one point to win, to see who has the most points." And it's only three times for each person, do you know that?"

Xiao Yu and Qian Fengjie both nodded.

As soon as the referee finished announcing, Liang Bao was impatient, walked to the middle of the field, pointed at Qian Fengjie and said, "I want to challenge him!"