Chapter 231: Under the Reward

However, Zhou Yanbin was not flustered at all. Instead, he sneered, and the Thunder Fire Sword hanging in front of him suddenly lit up. Then it flew out like an arrow and directly stabbed Luo Jiuxiao in the face.

"Luo Jiuxiao, be careful!"

The people in the spectator table all screamed, and Niu Deye also screamed nervously. With such a close distance and sudden events, Zhou Yanbin's thunderous blow couldn't even be dodged by an immortal cultivator.

"Boom!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yanbin's thunderbolt sword pierced Luo Jiuxiao's eyes. However, in an instant, a golden light shone brightly, followed by a clear golden light, a golden brick that completely blocked Zhou Yanbin's inevitable sword.

After blocking Zhou Yanbin's Thunder and Fire Double Ball, Luo Jiuxiao's physical form was not delayed at all. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, broke through the sky, and rushed out with all his might. Zhou Yanbin's eyes suddenly widened, and before he could think of a reaction, a surging fist roared.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhou Yanbin's body shield was smashed, and then he screamed. His body spun backwards and flew out. After flying a long distance, he collapsed on the ground outside the jousting platform. After a few mouthfuls of blood, he struggled several times and passed out completely.

Luo Jiuxiao put down the black gold bricks, stood on the high platform of the exercise competition, and looked at Zhou Yanbin, he was confident, absent-minded, and there was no trace of pity in his heart.

You know, if Zhou Yanbin's attack hadn't been transformed by Luo Jiuxiao's body, I'm afraid Luo Jiuxiao would have been seriously injured!

"One move, one move defeated Zhou Yanbin. Luo Jiuxiao's strength is too strong!"

At the same time, the audience was completely stunned, talking about Luo Jiuxiao as the favorite winner of this competition.

"Not good!"

At this time, Yi Tiancheng was stunned and pale. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhou Yanbin up. At this moment, Zhou Yanbin's tragedy is completely unfolded in front of everyone.

Zhou Yanbin's chest was blasted open with a blood hole, and even the white ribs were exposed, the flesh and blood were blurred, and blood was constantly gushing out, how miserable it was!

However, fortunately, Luo Jiuxiao did not exert his full strength, and at the last moment, he withdrew three points of his strength. Therefore, although Zhou Yanbin seemed to have been seriously traumatized, he did not hurt the meridians of the five internal organs.

However, if you want to make a full recovery, even if you take a panacea, I'm afraid you will have to stay in bed for ten and a half days. As for the next game, you can only give up.

At this time, Yi Tiancheng quickly checked his disciple Zhou Yanbin's injuries and found that there was no serious problem. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Yanbin is his own disciple. Under his careful guidance, his strength was no less than that of the disciples of the Four Great Sects, nor inferior to the next head of the Thunder Fire Sect.

Yi Tiancheng looked at the bloody disciple, glaring angrily, but he didn't say anything, but put Zhou Yanbin on his back and left silently.

At this moment, in the whole picture of the public, no matter how angry, irritable or arrogant Yi Tiancheng's heart was, he did not dare to leave Luo Jiuxiao with hatred.

After all, it is difficult for anyone to stand up and accuse Luo Jiuxiao, let alone avenge Zhou Yanbin, because Zhou Yanbin is not dead.

"In this competition, Luo Jiuxiao, win!"

At this time, the referee in charge of the game walked to the center of the arena and announced loudly.

According to the experience of previous Gongfa competitions, in the top eight competitions, every disciple who participated in the war was very powerful. Various magic weapons have emerged in urban schools, and the war situation has become increasingly fierce. It is impossible to tell the difference between victory and defeat in a short period of time.

However, to everyone's surprise, Luo Jiuxiao won the first match of the last eight finals with a single move. Time is short. Some people don't notice at all. When the referee announced, they simply accepted the facts with regret and dumbfounded.

At this time, Luo Jiuxiao was recognized as the biggest dark horse in this game. Just now, Zhou Yanbin of the Thunder Fire Sect was defeated with every move, which made everyone even more determined that Luo Jiuxiao was the favorite winner. 8090 Chinese

Luo Jiuxiao's magical self-healing ability, as well as the strange and powerful golden brick magic weapon. Everyone was shocked, only to realize that Luo Jiuxiao had not shown his strength all along, and even covered up his killing behavior. Knowing the war just now, Luo Jiuxiao showed a little.

"I can't believe that there is such a powerful disciple in Guiyuan Academy, his physical strength is no less than mine, and his self-healing ability is beyond my reach!"

At this time, a man squinted his eyes and stared at Luo Jiuxiao on the competition platform.

"The power of the late stage of the distraction period, not to mention our four major sects, even the Qiantian Sword Sect cannot have such a powerful character! What kind of monster is this kid, what is the relationship between him and Vice President Park Tianyou? How can such a monster be cultivated!"

Then, the man sighed again.

"Ling Tianyu, this kid's name is Luo Jiuxiao, and he is a disciple of Vice Dean Park Tianyou of Guiyuan Academy. Next, in order, you should match him! As a high-level disciple of the Four Great Sects and the Tianluo Sect, are you sure you can defeat him?"

Sitting next to the man was a middle-aged immortal cultivator.

"It's okay, in the next game, I'm going to kill the biggest dark horse! After all, our goal this time is to win the game!"

The man's name was Ling Tianyu, he looked at Zhuo Feifei not far away, and said in a low voice.

"Great! As long as you can defeat Luo Jiuxiao, I promise to give you a spiritual spring with excellent spiritual power as a reward!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Feifei's eyes lit up, and then he made a promise.

"Lingquan? Zhuo Feifei, are you serious? Don't worry, although I don't know what kind of festival this guy has had with you, it's actually worth your spending a mouthful of Lingquan as a reward. But, this so-called biggest dark horse, let me put an end to him! Besides, for the sake of your spiritual spring, I will definitely let him taste the pain!"

Ling Tianyu licked his lips and said with a wild laugh.

Jesse Ley, the first of eight finals was unexpected. However, the second game that followed also stunned everyone. The Dry Heaven Sword Sect defeated the opponent with three moves. The whole process only takes three or four breaths.

"Luo Jiuxiao, if you want to win the final championship, it depends on whether you can get the final qualification. ”

When he left the arena, Zhuo Feifei looked at Luo Jiuxiao with a look of contempt and muttered to himself.

In the next game, it was finally back to normal and there were no more surprises. After a day of competition, four finalists were decided. However, the Guiyuan Academy, represented by Luo Jiuxiao, was written on the gold list, which seemed inappropriate.

"Ling Tianyu, the opponent you will meet next time will be Luo Jiuxiao. If you lose, then the whole Celestial Romans will be ashamed of it, and you will become a sinner of the Celestial Loromins! More importantly, the spiritual fountain I promised you will fail!"

Before the second day of the competition began, Zhuo Feifei slowly walked to Ling Tianyu's side and said with a serious face.

"Hehe, don't worry, even if it's not for your spiritual spring, I will do my best for this battle! After all, our Tianluomen's goal is to win the final championship, I will not have any reservations, this game must only be won and not lost!"

Listening to Zhuo Feifei's words, Ling Tianyu narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"Zhuo Feifei, do you want that kid to lose his legs in the game, or let him break his shin bone and turn it into a waste completely?"

Then, Ling Tianyu approached Zhuo's ear and said with a sneer.

"Turn him into waste, and I'll take another fountain!"

A cold light flashed in Zhuo Feifei's eyes, and he said fiercely.