Meng Yu saw the old man's gaze, and felt a chill from it, knowing that the other party also recognized him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but he is not very worried, the young man does not believe that the other party will do anything directly to himself on such an occasion. It's just that he looked at the Thousand Yang Sect disciple who left after the old man's whisper, and Meng Yu was a little uneasy in his heart. "This old guy must not have any good intentions, he must be doing some small thing. ”

And when all the battles in the second round were over, and when Meng Yu came on the field in the third round, the young man seemed to understand what the old bastard had done, because the opponent standing opposite him was precisely a ninth-order monk of the Spirit Realm. Although the rules of the draw allow every two people to meet each other, he doesn't simply dismiss it as a coincidence.

Sure enough, when Meng Yu set his eyes on Elder Luo, the latter was staring at him with a gloomy face. "What the hell you're doing, old bastard!" the boy scolded inwardly, responding to the old man's angry gaze, and then ignored it and faced it directly.

Although Meng Yu knew that Elder Luo had done something during the draw, he had no evidence, and he was weak, so no one would believe him and stand up for himself. However, if Elder Luo wanted to stop the young man in this way, I am afraid that he would not be so desired.

The young man opposite was not much older than Meng Yu, but he was tall. Although Meng Yu was only fourteen years old at this time, he was already 1.7 meters tall, even if he was not outstanding among his peers, he was not short. But when he stood in front of this man, he looked a little thin.

This black-faced boy was half a head taller than Meng Yu, and not only that, but he was also bigger than the average person of his age. Meng Yu looked at him and said coldly: "That person arranged it, what did he say to you?" Although he didn't say it explicitly, Meng Yu believed that the other party would understand what he said.

Sure enough, the black-faced young man was stunned at first when he heard this, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect Meng Yu to be able to guess. Then he nodded slightly, his expression was a little unnatural, and after being silent for a moment, he said: "It's not easy for me to get to this point, it's very important for me to enter the Thousand Yang Sect and have a good treatment." They asked me to kill you, and I didn't seem to be able to refuse, so I had to be sorry for you. Although I have no grudge against you, at most I can only abolish your cultivation and leave your life behind. ”

Listening to the black-faced young man's words, Meng Yu felt a sense of anger in his heart, and at the same time, he also had a sense of pride. Abolish me? I see that you saved my life, and I have to thank you. But how many people can know that in Meng Yu's opinion, being abolished and cultivating is more cruel to him than death, and the young man has had enough of the taste of waste for many years.

It's just that you want to abolish my cultivation, and it depends on whether you have this ability! "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think I need to. But for your sake, I'll spare you my life then. ”

"Oh, is it? It seems that I have lost my eyes, is this too much?" The black-faced young man was a little surprised when he heard this, but he only thought that Meng Yu was making himself a mystery, he didn't think that the black-robed young man in front of him had the strength to compete with him.

"I don't know what is dead or alive!" On the viewing platform, Elder Luo was secretly unhappy when he saw the young man ignoring him. Although he couldn't hear what the two of them said at this time, seeing that he still showed such an appearance in the face of the ninth-order monk of the Yunling Realm, he only laughed at Meng Yu's inability to measure himself, and the young man didn't know the depths.

"Good luck then, and I'm going to learn a little bit about it. For Meng Yu, who didn't buy it, the black-faced young man was no longer polite, and hugged his fists and said: "Shi Yong, please give advice!" He deliberately added a few words to ask for advice, showing his dissatisfaction in his heart, on the other hand, in his opinion, this is also a kind of irony for Meng Yu, who is much lower than his own cultivation.

Although Meng Yu didn't know much about the black-faced young man in front of him, and he hadn't fought against him, he was also glad that the person standing opposite him was not the white-robed young man who was also in the ninth order of the Yunling Realm. Meng Yu can be regarded as a person who has gone through some storms, and he has experienced the test between life and death several times in the past year, but every time he finally came over with a persistence and that senseless courage, and the people in front of him could not stop him.

No matter what the reason, since the other party has the idea of abolishing himself, even if the young man loses and loses, he will not make the person in front of him feel better. What's more, Meng Yu is not a seventh-order combat power of the superficial Spirit Realm, and he is not invincible in the face of the ninth-order. Therefore, he was also shocked and clenched his fists slightly. "Meng Yu, please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yu is figure swept forward, as fast as a rabbit, sharp as a spirit fox. At the same time, a fist mixed with pale yellow spiritual power blasted out in front of him.

The black-faced boy didn't expect Meng Yu to dare to take the initiative to attack in the face of himself, which was simply a provocation. He snorted coldly, did not dodge or dodge, but also clenched his fingers into a fist, and chose to face the boy hard. In his opinion, if a monk of the seventh order of the Spiritual Realm faced him with any move or other way to face him, it would be a shameful act.

A muffled sound of "bang" came, and the moment the two fists touched, Meng Yu felt a huge force coming, and he was shocked by Shi Yong's punch and kicked back a few steps before he stabilized his body. "It seems that the gap in cultivation cannot be made up by simple talent. Although the teenager has a physical advantage, the gap between the two stages still makes him a slight disadvantage in this encounter.

And Shi Yong on the other side was actually not as it seemed on the surface, and he was a little surprised in his heart at this time. He didn't have much power left for this punch, and he should have blasted the opponent away with one punch in his original imagination. But now not only did he not do it, but when he faced the young man's fist, he felt some pain in his fist.

He couldn't figure out why the black-robed young man's spiritual power was stronger than that of ordinary people, and his physique was not something that ordinary monks could have. "It's kind of interesting. He rubbed his fists together, his face serious, and put away his initial contempt.

Although it was only a simple tentative punch, many of the masters on the viewing platform had a flash in their eyes, because they all felt that the black-robed boy was not simple from this encounter, so they began to pay more attention to the boy. Elder Reimer of the Medicine King Valley stroked his beard and nodded, very appreciative.

On his side, the elder of Ling Tian Pavilion also seemed to be sure that the young man that Lei Mo was concerned about was Meng Yu. It's just that not far away, Elder Luo at this time has a gloomy face. "This kid is really a bit evil, and he has to find out early, his death here today will not only remove the hidden danger for the young master, but even his sister will not have any suspicions if she knows about it, anything can happen on this occasion. ”

Just as Elder Luo was secretly thinking about it, the black-faced young man's faint voice sounded on the competition platform. "Next, let me see how different you are. ”