Sanhe Gang Wang Yun played against Shen Ke of Benlei Pavilion.

Shen Ke and Wang Yun appeared on the big screen.

Shen Ke had long hair, a ponytail at this time, and was wearing a yellow and white military robe, with a proud look on his face.

Originally, he was still waiting for Aoyama Qianhe, planning to be ashamed, but he didn't expect this revenge to be avenged by the man in front of him, and he felt a little unhappy.

Lei Lu in the audience clasped his hands to his chest and said in a soothing: "Shen Ke has been practicing his skills hard since he lost to Qingshan last year, and he broke through the peak of refining his body not long ago, and cultivated his internal strength. ”

Zhou Haisheng smiled when he heard this, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything more.

Xu Ying was deep in the city, and did not speak, but just lowered his head and drank tea, quietly watching the movements on the field.

The reason why this year's black boxing event attracted so many people is not only that the gambling pool is as high as 300 million, but also that there is a mysterious thing in the first place.

When Shen Ke saw Xie Yun, he said a few words: "You are good, you defeated Qingshan." ”

"But, I'll beat you!"

Xie Yun smiled without saying a word, looking at the young man in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky, he felt a little cute.

Xie Yun looked at Shen Ke with the word "thunder" written on his chest, and remembered that there was a martial artist named Lei Lu in Jingzhou City, but it was a pity that he only had about three levels of qi training, and his strength was still below him, not to mention his disciples and grandchildren.

Xu Ying has read countless people in the audience, and he doesn't know how many martial artists he has seen in this pair of moves, and his intuition tells him that this person named Wang Yun is not simple.

I can't even see through him, and I always feel that my body is full of the breath of a master of internal strength, but if this breath is there, it seems to be deliberately hidden.

"The competition begins!" the referee ordered.

The two people on the field just glanced at each other, and Shen Ke felt his heart tremble, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

What does it feel like...

Shen Ke shook his arms, tilted his head, and muttered a few words.

Xie Yun didn't delay time, his figure flashed, like a phantom, flashing in front of Shen Ke.

Gently pushed out a palm and slapped it on Shen Ke's lower abdomen.

"Go!"

Shen Ke only felt that his lower abdomen was slapped by a thousand catties of huge force, and then his body was light, and he flew backwards involuntarily.

Between the lightning and flint, Shen Ke had been shocked out of the field by Xie Yun.

smashed straight into the wall under the stands, and with a "bang", a pit mark was smashed on the wall, cracked into silk threads, and Shen Ke spit out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell from the wall to the ground.

"What!"

Lei Lu shouted, stood up, ignored the image of the judges, and rushed towards Xie Yun.

The referee hurriedly stopped: "Judge, please return to the judges' seat, otherwise it will be treated as a violation!"

Lei Lu's face was furious, the blood in his neck was popping, he pushed the referee away with one hand, and said, "Lao Tzu split you today!"

Xu Ying and Zhou Haisheng glanced at each other, bowed their heads and tasted tea tacitly.

Lei Lu's temper is known to the world, and his Benlei Pavilion has been defeated for two consecutive terms, which will inevitably lead to a sharp drop in his reputation in Benlei Pavilion, if he can't save a little face now, I'm afraid that he won't be able to open it in Jingzhou City.

Xie Yun said coldly: "Lei Pavilion Master, what are you doing. ”

Lei Lu tore his shirt, revealing black scorch marks, which were also caused by the cultivation of the Ben Thunder Fist Technique, which stimulated the potential in the body by contacting the electric current, causing the skin to turn charred black after being stimulated by the electric current for many years.

Lei Lu gritted his teeth and said: "Don't talk nonsense, eat Lao Tzu's punch!"

Lei Lu's body looked like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and he pounced towards Xie Yun, and a golden and white spiritual power appeared in his palm, and this spiritual power made a popping sound in the air.

Xie Yun retreated a few steps in a row, urging Changchun Gong, and a green armor covered his body.

"This is..."The tea cup in Xu Ying's hand clicked and was pinched.

Zhou Haisheng's old face looked very excited, stood up, pointed at Xie Yun and said, "This is turning the spirit into a armor, today is an eye-opener." ”

Xu Ying fixed his eyes, and sure enough, the layer of green light on Xie Yun's body filled the surface of his skin, forming a thin layer of green armor.

He turned his head and asked, "Elder Zhou, what is the transformation of the spirit into armor." ”

Zhou Haisheng's eyes were burning, and he said excitedly: "I also saw it in an ancient book, it is said that after the kung fu of controlling spiritual power reaches a certain level, it can make spiritual power flow out of the body, and it can make the spiritual power cover the surface of the skin. ”

Xu Ying was amazed when he heard this, nodded and said, "So, this young man's skill...?"

Zhou Haisheng frowned and sighed: "This son's skill is unfathomable, Lei Lu is not his opponent. ”

Lei Lu ran thunder in his hand, constantly attacking Xie Yun, and after the surface of the Changchun armor was attacked by this current, it was slowly worn away by him a lot.

After five or six rounds, Lei Lu's body was much slower, and many flaws were revealed on his body.

Xie Yun has been secretly observing, and found that this thunder dew's technique has its appearance, and this thunder strength is far worse than his own Burning Sun Finger.

So Xie Yun was no longer polite, and raised a kick, like a giant axe slashing at Lei Lu's head.

Lei Lu was eager to win, so he left no room for action, and a large amount of spiritual power was consumed, so he had to cross his hands to block his head.

"Bang!"

Xie Yun slammed his foot firmly into Lei Lu's arm.

Lei Lu stubbornly blocked the blow, but then felt a force burrow into his arm.

"Dark energy!"

Lei Lu was shocked.

A dark energy was like a swimming snake, swimming in Lei Lu's body.

The already weak Lei Lu's face turned pale and he was unsteady on his feet.

I don't know who among the disciples of the Benlei Pavilion in the stands shouted: "The disciples of the Benlei Pavilion are all there, and Lao Tzu will go down and beat them to death!"

"Ding!"

"100 Slash Mission: 3/100. ”

Lei Lu only held on for a while, and then felt that his internal organs had been stabbed a few times, and he fell straight down in the field and never got up again.

The disciples of the Benlei Pavilion climbed down from the stands one after another, and the audience shouted even more vigorously when they saw this scene.

It's the first time I've seen this scene, and who doesn't want to join in the fun.

The leech-like disciples of the Benlei Pavilion were red and swollen one by one, and they picked up the guy and slashed at Xie Yun.

More than a dozen referees want to stop it, but they can't solve it, these disciples are not a few hundred disciples, but they are not something that ordinary people can deal with.

"Great, these stunned boys are just right enough to get themselves up to the task. ”

Xie Yun urged the Great Yan to make a decision, and the spiritual power on his body was no longer green, and his fists were already covered with flame-like spiritual power.

At this time, Xie Yun was like a heavy truck, rushing into the crowd, only to see the screams and shouts constantly coming from the crowd.

One of the disciples wanted to stop Xie Yun, but as soon as he touched Xie Yun, the whole person was catapulted four or five meters away.