Covered in sweat, he couldn't help but take two steps back as he watched Young Master Qian lick his lips with a sinister expression.

"Young Master Qian is deliberately being beaten, deliberately using the pain of flesh and skin to exhaust the physical strength of the liberation?" Many people in the audience were surprised.

"Shikong won't be defeated by Young Master Qian, right?" Chen Xuan said with an ugly face.

Supporting the ground with both hands, Young Master Qian struggled to stand up. Looking at Shikong with eyes that were only half open, his body shook and walked towards Shikong step by step.

Now Young Master Qian, his physical strength has been exhausted, and he is seriously injured. But. Seeing that Shikong had exhausted his physical strength like him, a trace of strength gradually surged up in his body.

This is like a thirsty traveler in the desert, when he sees an oasis in the distance, even if the oasis is dozens of miles away, as long as he can see the oasis, as long as there is still hope of drinking water, he will definitely run over with all his might. It's like a worker who has been moving bricks for a day and tired all day, he has no strength anymore, and he is about to go to sleep. However, suddenly countless gold bricks appeared in front of him, and as long as he moved these gold bricks, these gold bricks were his. He will still do everything to remove these gold bricks, and at the same time tirelessly.

Shikong has no strength now, and it is not as good as his current state. Although he was badly beaten by the release and was seriously injured. But he has been beaten for so long without making a move, and some true qi has recovered in his body, the boat is rotten and there are three points of nails, and now he is still worth half an entry-level martial artist, and it is enough to fight the weak and no strength now.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

When Young Master Qian walked in front of Shikong, a wicked smile appeared on his face, looked at him and said, "Senior Brother Shikong, is it cool to beat me for so long?"

"What are you doing?" Shikong looked pale and sweaty as he stepped back.

"Hehe, it's time for me to make a move!" Young Master Qian suddenly punched Shikong in the face.

Although Shikong has lost his strength, he still knows the subtle martial arts moves. Seeing Young Master Qian punching at him, he immediately used his body to dodge.

Young Master Qian was not in a hurry, after a punch was missed, he squatted down and swept away thousands of troops. Shi Kong dodged, and he attacked quickly again, using a serpentine hand to attack, supplemented by a fierce tiger fist. After more than a dozen moves, when Shikong was sweating and wanted to rest, his movements slowed down, and he didn't have time to dodge Young Master Qian's attack, so he immediately used his arms to block Young Master Qian's tiger fist.

Bang, Young Master Qian has not made a move because he has been beaten, his strength is a little greater than that of Shikong, he punched Shikong's arms, and at the same time hit Shikong's arms on the face, and then swept his feet under Shikong's feet, and swept Shikong down with a pop, and slashed at Shikong's waist with a single blow.

Shikong wanted to get up, but Young Master Qian slashed hard, and then slashed again, more than a dozen times in a row. Shi Kong was not afraid of his downward slash by relying on his obesity, and Young Master Qian pounced on him again, opened a bow left and right at his face, and swung left and right at his face.

"Senior Brother Shikong!" Seeing that Shikong had lost his physical strength like Young Master Qian. And it's not as good as Young Master Qian, everyone in the Shaolin team can't help but worry.

They have lost two games in a row, if Wang Yue's team loses this one, if Wang Yue and the drunkards play with injuries, their Wang Yue team still has a chance to win, but if they lose, they will never have a chance to win.

"Go away!" Suddenly, Shi Kong threw a punch at Young Master Qian under him.

After being beaten by Young Master Qian for more than two minutes, Shi Kong regained a little strength, and he clenched his clenched fat fist and punched it in Young Master Qian's face.

I only felt a buzzing sound in my head, and Young Master Qian fell out on his back. Shikong was beaten by Young Master Qian and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he wanted to attack Young Master Qian again but had no strength, so he could only reluctantly sit up and gasp.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three ......"

Young Master Qian was knocked down again, and Ma Xiaoling immediately appeared in the ring to time the time. Shikong saw Young Master Qian lying on his back on the ground panting heavily, and a fierce smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, what if we don't have the strength either. You're no match for me. Master Qian, you are just a waste, you kind of waste, you can never be my opponent. Shikong smiled fiercely.

"Who's the waste?" when Ma Xiaoling counted to seven. Young Master Qian suddenly did it.

It's fucking up again............

Shikong's face changed.

"Waste, actually, it's you. Young Master Qian smiled.

Grabbed a stone from the ground, which was the gravel that had been splattered by the large pit they had made in the ground during the great battle. Then after looking at Shikong for a few seconds, he suddenly pounced on Shikong. Hit the head with a stone.

At this moment, Shi Kong was suddenly smashed to the point that his head was bleeding. Young Master Qian gritted his teeth and kept smashing stones on Shikong's head, "Senior Brother Shikong, I'm sorry, you want to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and I also want to become a national martial arts champion." In order to win against you, I can only be a little more vicious. This position of the leader of the martial arts alliance is too important, if I win the battle against you, you can become the leader of the martial arts alliance. I think even the Buddha would forgive me. ”

"As for the waste, it's actually you!"

"Who are you? How many times have you fought a battle of life and death? Have you ever met Beichen, whose strength is three levels stronger than you? Have you ever met Qian Baobao, whose martial arts skills are higher than you? Have you ever met a scholar who is one of the top ten killers who kills people without blinking? Have you ever fought a melee with thousands of people? Have you ever experienced that kind of big battle with bullets and bullets?"

"I can only say that, although my Young Master Qian is from a wealthy family, I am a child of a rich family, but I am better than you martial artists who enhance their martial arts skills by learning martial arts. And every major battle I have experienced has been a life-and-death battle that can be bloodshed and sacrificed at any time. Compared to me, you're just flowers grown in a greenhouse!"

smashed a dozen times on Shikong's head with a stone, and suddenly, Young Master Qian threw the stone in his hand on Shikong's face.

With a snap, his empty eye sockets were suddenly smashed, and he couldn't help but cover his eyes with a painful expression.

"I, Young Master Qian, have already improved, and I have been in the dark martial arts for more than half a year. My actual combat experience has surpassed all of your regular martial artists here!" Young Master Qian stood up and kicked Shikong to the ground.

"Young Master Qian, you are so good!" the drunkard suddenly became excited.

"Young Master Qian!" Wang Yue had already turned around and looked at Young Master Qian's hideous handsome face. He wiped a handful of tears from his eyes.

Empty is a flower that grows in a greenhouse.

Looking at Shi Kong, who was knocked to the ground by Young Master Qian, Qingyun, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, fell into thought.

Although Shikong is a big disciple of the Shaolin faction, he has the seventy-two Shaolin skills at a young age, but he is indeed far inferior to a martial artist like Young Master Qian, who has experienced the battle of life and death.

He had never experienced such a big battle as Young Master Qian.

In the dark martial arts, the extremely cruel underground ring, on the contrary, the martial artists of the dark martial arts are a little stronger than these regular martial artists.

Donglin, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, is already comparable in strength to Xingtian, Nalan Invincible, and Murong Qunxiong, who are second only to him.

Xitang, he was chased and killed by the Tang Sect for many years and did not take it.

There is also Nanyin, who is also in the top ten of the Huaxia martial arts strength rankings.

"I have said a long time ago, my Young Master Qian is undefeated, and I will definitely become the undefeated myth of Huaxia. Release, you lose!"

Shi Kong had been smashed by Young Master Qian and his head was covered in blood, Young Master Qian wiped the blood that blurred his vision, grabbed Shi Kong's feet, and dragged him to the edge of the ring with great effort. Shi Kong is a fat man, his weight is one hundred and eighty-five pounds, Young Master Qian was very tired when he dragged him in the ring, and every few meters he dragged had to sit on the ground to rest for half a minute, and then continued to drag Shi Kong to the edge of the ring.

"Be careful, don't let a sudden counterattack kick you out of the ring. Brother Pig reminded under the ring.

"Don't worry, I've been on his guard. Young Master Qian smiled evilly and winked at Brother Pig under the ring.

Then Young Master Qian continued to drag the void. Finally dragged the release to the edge of the ring. He crawled to the other side of Shikong's body, he looked at Shikong who was covering his eyes and smiled evilly, "Senior Brother Shikong, you are defeated!"

Young Master Qian sat on the ground and kicked Shikong's body hard.

Shikong is only half a meter away from the ring, as long as Shikong rolls off the ring, Wang Yue's team will directly advance to the quarterfinals!