Under the ring, in the audience, there was a lot of discussion. People looked at Chu Longyu, who had already won the victory, both admired and was in awe, but for Yang Qiu, who had just spoken out unashamedly, they were all cold eyes and ridicule.

"This Chu Long language is really powerful. You can win the championship in your first year. I really don't know how high a talent it takes to have such a strong strength, and I can't do it without admiration. That Yuan Ruofei is also interesting. Dare to be so bold and openly oppose Chu Longyu. I don't look at how many pounds and taels I have. It's really a shame. A male audience member wearing a felt hat on his head said.

"yes. A girl next to her held her face, looked at Chu Longyu on the stage, and said nymphomaniacly: "I thought that Yuan Ruofei could have a lot of ability." He's also the champion of the red ring. But when I compared it with Chu Longyu, I found that it was nothing. I really laughed at it. No wonder no one went to the red ring to watch the game before. Weak explosion. ”

A big man behind him looked up and smiled, and said in agreement: "It's quite interesting." I've seen people who brag very well, but most of those who brag are as timid as mice, like Yuan Ruofei, who is so bold that he dares to openly oppose Chu Longyu, it's the first time I've seen it. He's so much fun. But bragging is bragging, after all. It won't end well. ”

Her wife nodded approvingly, "Not really." Look there. Is there still a shadow of Yuan Ruofei? He probably doesn't know where to stay on that mountain or in which stinky ditch now. was slapped so far away by Chu Longyu's palm, and he was crippled if he didn't die. In this life, I don't think I can cultivate anymore. ”

The referee saw that there were more and more people taunting Yang Qiu on the field, and all of them were voices supporting Chu Longyu, nodded happily, and said loudly: "Now I announce that the champion of this year's martial arts competition is ......" Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a clear voice.

"Wait! I haven't lost yet. ”

It turned out that Yang Qiu was back.

A blood door appeared above the referee and Chu Longyu, and just when the blood door opened, Yang Qiu walked out of it unharmed, stepped into the air, like taking a staircase, took three steps, and then arrived in the ring again.

The expression on the referee's face froze. He opened his mouth, speechless in astonishment. The noise of the audience disappeared, and fell into a deathly silence. People invariably widened their eyes and shook their heads, wondering if they were wrong, the more they looked at Yang Qiu, the more incredible they felt, and the more they felt incredible, the more they couldn't speak.

Chu Longyu's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart: "He was slapped away by me, how can he come back? According to the speed at which he slapped him just now, it will take at least a day or two for him to come back." And that's still without taking into account his injuries. My palm wasn't too light. Why does he look like he's fine?" but not on his face.

He thought about it again, nodded as if he had understood, and said, "That's it." That's fine. There are many ways to win, anyway. I wanted to spare your life. Since you yourself must come back and die, then I will fulfill you. Stretched out his hand to push the referee off the ring, waved his right hand, and slapped it towards Yang Qiu.

A powerful Gang Qi flew out of his palm, turning into substance, like a shockwave, crashing into Yang Qiu. But Yang Qiu had already moved two steps sideways to avoid it. Just as the shock wave grazed his right arm, booming, and smashing a mountain-like boulder into pieces, he secretly slapped Chu Longyu with his left hand.

A sharp aura roared out, and with a bang, it hit Chu Longyu's chest, and Chu Longyu flew out like Li Fengbai before, and in a blink of an eye, he couldn't see it.

Everyone's eyes showed an unconcealable look of shock, cold sweat the size of soybeans broke out on their foreheads, and their expressions were so embarrassing and embarrassing.

The referee looked up in disbelief and glanced into the distance, and saw that Chu Longyu had been blown out and was gone, so he couldn't help but blush slightly, coughed, and said with a dry smile: "Ahem." It seems that Yuan Ruofei has been retaining his strength. We can't be blamed for that either. So, now I announce that the winner of this competition is ......" grabbed Yang Qiu's right hand and raised it above his head.

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted again. A Chu Longyu voice came from afar, like a thunderclap on the ground, and it exploded in everyone's hearts.

"I haven't lost yet! Referee! Get out of the ring. I was just careless. ”

After a moment, Chu Longyu's figure reappeared in people's sight, quickly turning from a black dot into a vague human figure, and then from a vague human form to a clear figure, like a meteor, smashing towards Yang Qiu. His face was filled with rage.

Yang Qiu saw that he was coming fiercely, and he was in a hurry to dodge to the side. A burst of qi passed over his left shoulder, and with a thud, a large pit five or six meters deep was smashed into the ground. Countless rubbles flew around, and the piercing sound of popping echoed. Both the spectator and the referee stepped back two metres in horror, leaving more room for the two to fight.

Just as they were two meters behind, Chu Longyu flew in front of Yang Qiu and had already attacked Yang Qiu ten times in a row. He slapped faster than the other, and the other slapped heavier than the other. I saw a stream of gangqi roaring out, and the competition ring was full of potholes, and in a blink of an eye, it was like a field that had just been plowed over, and it was a mess.

The roaring "bang" was so loud that most of the audience had to cover their ears. The unprecedented shocking scene made everyone's eyes reluctant to even blink. Chu Longyu's offensive became more and more fierce, but they were all dodged by Yang Qiu one by one.

He was surprised to see that Yang Qiu's dodge speed was significantly faster than when he first met, and said in surprise in his heart: "Strange. How could this kid's speed suddenly become so fast? I think his cultivation realm is similar to mine. It's all the strength that has already stepped into the out-of-body stage with half a foot, but no matter how fast this kid is, he can't be faster than me.

His dodge speed, at present, is almost catching up with the real out-of-body stage monk. What the hell is going on?" The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, the more angry he became, he took a deep breath, doubled the speed of his shot, and slapped his right palm heavily on Yang Qiu's chest. A Gang Qi that was twice as strong rushed out of his palm, and he was about to hit Yang Qiu.

But at the critical moment, Yang Qiu turned his body slightly, and then turned around, avoiding this incredibly fast blow. Chu Longyu's face finally changed. He shouted, stopped waving his palm, and pulled out a white flying sword and stabbed at Yang Qiu's back. Yang Qiu felt that the evil wind in his back was not good, and knew that it was not good, so he was eager to avoid it to the left.

But at this moment, a black flying sword slashed from his left hand, and with a pop, it hit his left hand. A streak of blood sprayed in the air. Yang Qiu's left little thumb was cut off by force. He screamed in pain and retracted his left hand. The black flying sword swept past his left leg, cutting off a large chunk of flesh. The pungent smell of blood filled the air crazily.

Seeing that he was finally injured, Chu Longyu proudly grabbed the black and white swords and chased after him faster.

Yang Qiu used all his strength to dodge in mid-air, sometimes shrinking into a ball, sometimes straightening his body, like a piece of wood, finding that the more he dodged, the more difficult it became, the more uneasy he became, and finally regretted it a little, and complained in his heart: "Damn." I didn't expect Chu Longyu to shoot so fast, I didn't even have a chance to summon the good sword. I can't go on like this. What to do?"

At this time, Chu Longyu slashed with another sword. I saw the white flying sword fall like lightning on the top of my head, and the black flying sword slashed from another direction at the same time. It was clear that it was dangerous and not optimistic, but Yang Qiu's face showed a thick look of surprise. He said in his heart with surprise and joy, "Haha! The second layer of the immortal technique has helped me again." This trick has already been used in Chu Longyu.

It seems that this move is extremely dangerous, and if I don't hide, I will definitely die. But it's actually a false move, and the real move is only launched after I dodge. If I don't hide, I'm safest. He shouted reassuringly: "Good baby!"

Chu Longyu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that he didn't dodge or dodge. It was his stunned effort, and the obedient sword flew out from behind Yang Qiu, turning into a white lightning bolt, and with two bangs, it crashed away the black and white double sword that slowed down in the middle of the way. Yang Qiu took the opportunity to reach out and grab the good sword, and slammed it towards Chu Longyu's face door with the Yin Qing sword technique.

Chu Longyu's face showed a look of surprise that could not be concealed. Seeing that this sword was coming too fiercely, he was in a hurry to dodge to the side, and at the same time, he took out a hand duel with his right hand and pointed it at Yang Qiu. The black and white swords, which were still flying upside down, turned around and rushed towards Yang Qiu in unison.

Yang Qiu only felt the strong wind whistling in his ears, and suddenly changed the direction of the obedient sword, from splitting Chu Longyu to splitting the flying sword, with two bangs, and the black and white swords were in the middle.

After a moment, the black and white swords were shaken open again, and the good sword was also shaken back half a meter, but it was still tightly held in his hand. Chu Longyu raised his left hand, pinched another hand and pointed at Yang Qiu. Yang Qiu swung his sword and slashed a sword, with two bangs, and just as he split the black and white swords again, his left hand turned into a palm and slapped a palm.

Chu Longyu was caught off guard, he couldn't avoid it, he was hit by a solid shot, and with a bang, he flew out five meters involuntarily, and the connection with the black and white swords was temporarily interrupted. Yang Qiu didn't want him to have another chance to fight back, so he chased after him with his sword, and frantically slashed the obedient sword with the Yin Qing sword technique to attack Chu Longyu.

Chu Longyu's face changed drastically, and finally appeared pale. He glared at Yang Qiu in shock and anger, his eyes were about to erupt with anger, and they were flushed red. But seeing that the attack of the good sword was too fierce, and there was no time to counterattack, he had no choice but to hold back his anger in his stomach, frantically invoke his true qi, and used all his strength to shrink his head and legs, dodging deadly attacks again and again.

Yang Qiu saw that he was too flexible in dodging, afraid that the situation would change after a long time, and when a sword was splitting the air, his left hand stretched out, grabbed the curse key on his chest and turned it around a few times, increased his speed by a large margin, turned his body, and with the help of rotation, he slashed a sword at his face.

Chu Longyu dodged sideways, but the obedient sword had already arrived in front of him. Just as he turned his head sideways, Grace brushed the right side of his cheek. An ear fell from mid-air, and blood spilled out like a fountain. A terrible scream sounded from Chu Longyu's mouth. He looked at Yang Qiu and the good sword in disbelief, his eyes full of unconcealable fear and anger.

A hint of disappointment appeared on Yang Qiu's face. Seeing that this sword only cut off one ear, but did not kill Chu Longyu, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said in frustration: "Chu Longyu's strength is really strong. I've pushed my acceleration to the limit, but I still can't hurt him seriously......"

But before he could finish his words, suddenly a powerful wave of qi rushed from the front, and with a bang, it hit him in the chest, blasting him upside down and flying out, spraying three mouthfuls of blood in a row. It turned out that Chu Long's tone was extreme, and he pinched out a forbidden trick with his left hand, and attacked Yang Qiu at the cost of destroying the cultivation of a small realm.

A trace of pale color appeared on Yang Qiu's face, and a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He summoned his true qi to stop his body, only to feel that all his internal organs were displaced, his chest was painful and stuffy, his head was getting dizzier and dizzier, and he unwillingly clenched his good sword and rushed back. A murderous intent appeared on Chu Longyu's face. He pinched his hands and pointed at Yang Qiu.

The black and white swords struck lightly in the air, making a soft sound of "dang", and the sword body softened, bent in the same direction from head to end, and finally connected together into two big circles, flying towards Yang Qiu. The black circle is in the front and the white circle is in the back. The flying speed of these two circles was much faster than the previous black and white double swords, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than two meters away from Yang Qiu.

A trace of intense uneasiness swelled in Yang Qiu's heart. He said in his heart, puzzled, "What is this?" and frantically brandished his good sword and slashed towards the black and white double circle. Just as the Good Sword was aimed at the outer layer of the aperture and swung down, the black circle doubled, brushing the Good Sword and slapping Yang Qiu from head to toe. Then, the white circle did the same thing.

After a moment, the two circles flew back into Chu Longyu's hands. Yang Qiu's body was suddenly condensed, as if it had become smaller and shorter, and in the blink of an eye, it was only the size of an ant. Although the good sword has not changed, it is no longer difficult to control, as if the sense with Yang Qiu has been infinitely far away, and finally lost contact, when there is a bang, it falls to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the audience's mouths grew into an O-shape. They were speechless from shock, and their faces were full of unconcealable shock.

Chu Longyu laughed and said, "Yuan Ruofei." Now you've been hit by my Yin and Yang Circle. If you hit this formation, your life or death is in my hands. I now command you to give me death. I want you to crash to the ground. A deep look of pride finally appeared on his face. He stretched out his left hand and pointed to the ground a kilometer below.

Yang Qiu's body fell down involuntarily, like a meteor. Seeing that his speed was getting faster and faster, and if he didn't get out, he nodded firmly, stretched out his left hand and held the curse key firmly in his palm, and punched heavily at the position of the black and white double circle. A green glow spreads outward in a fan-shaped fashion. (To be continued.) )