Chapter 41 Thirteen: Ten Consecutive Victories of Hammer Shield One
Zhong Xiaoshan knew that the cultivation of the ninth layer of his warrior, and his true qi had not yet been converted into true yuan, so it was a little difficult to lift the iron pier and go around in ten seconds, so he had to save time elsewhere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wen Yiming's focus aura has been turned on, and he is very appreciative of Zhong Xiaoshan's performance, although he has suffered a lot of hardships, he is indeed much higher than Yue Qimei in terms of comprehensive quality, which is the experience and experience that cannot be replaced by talent.
In order not to surprise Zhong Xiaoshan and be affected during the battle, Wen Yiming shared the aura of concentration on him in advance.
The concentration that Zhong Xiaoshan felt when he first received the Holy Light treatment was not obvious, but at this moment, when the aura covering a distance of three hundred meters was shared, the shock in his eyes was followed by a thick surprise, and Wen Yiming's status was once again raised to a higher level.
Along the way, after Mi Xiao's guidance, she entered the peak of the ninth layer of martial arts, and broke through into the Great Martial Arts overnight under pressure. Coupled with the sharing of the focus aura, this kind of penetrating auxiliary skill, she is confident that she can win the second or even third layer of the Great Martial Arts under the instability of her cultivation.
Feeling the fighting intent from Zhongxiao Shanbo, Wen Yiming was a little looking forward to whether this baby-faced girl who was more than one meter and a half tall could surprise him.
The moment the head of the twenty-fourth flew up, there was a commotion in the field, and even the rest area on the edge of the field couldn't help but exclaim, taking this opportunity to decisively transmit the sound and let the clouds release the strings of power.
In the deliberate roar of Wen Yiming, Sai Yaren, and Amon, a faint piano sound came out, and an invisible note landed on Zhong Xiaoshan who rushed out.
Zhong Xiaoshan, who had already received the news, was not much surprised, but felt that his strength had increased sharply, and the speed of the burst shot under his feet had risen again, and he suddenly had a trace of recognition in his heart for this masturbation, which was the strength of the team.
The two hundred meters away burst into the air, and landed on the ring with a 'poof' in the air, making Wei Biao's eyes on the edge of the ring light up.
Wu Jiang didn't sit cross-legged on the ground, and the twenty seconds of battle time didn't consume too much of his true yuan and physical strength, he just hugged his chest and stared coldly at the short girl who rushed up, listening to the cheering sound in his ears, and enjoyed it very much.
After Zhong Xiaoshan entered the stage, the audience burst into laughter and asked, whose child ran out, don't make trouble.
There were even children of big families who knew Wei Biao, and shouted at Captain Wei, send this little girl home quickly, so that Wei Biao on the field couldn't smile bitterly, and looked at Zhong Xiaoshan who ran to the front of the iron pier with a stunned face.
On the judge's seat, a stunning woman in the early stage of the Great Martial Arts was about to leave, and suddenly sat down curiously, and said to a fifty-year-old middle-aged man next to her: "This girl has such a strong fighting spirit!" β
The middle-aged military general cultivated in the middle of the period, but he respected this woman very much, nodded and said: "Miss has good eyesight, otherwise, take a look again!" β
The stunning woman nodded and sat down, looking at Zhong Xiaoshan in the ring below with great interest.
In fact, the participating martial arts cultivators are all the same curiosity, even those noisy audiences, and there is not much malice in the language.
It's really Zhong Xiaoshan's image that makes people unable to rise up hostility, the cute baby face looks resolute, his black hair is tied into two small whips and swings behind him, he is less than one meter six tall, wearing a white-washed blue power suit, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a harmless little adult.
But it can be seen that this little girl is already twenty-one or two years old, and her cultivation is already very good in the early stage of the first layer of the Great Martial Arts, but it is still insufficient in the recruitment of the Crazy Shadow Legion, because many people can see that Zhong Xiaoshan's cultivation is unstable, and she should have only been promoted for a short time.
Zhong Xiaoshan rushed to the ring without stopping, stepped forward and buckled the edge of the iron pier, and with a coquettish shout, his face turned red instantly, and he forced a breath to lift the huge iron pier in one go.
"Ho ββ!"
When the straight arm was raised, Zhong Xiaoshan walked around the ring with broken steps, and there was a sound under his feet. Wei Biao nodded secretly, the conversion of the true yuan of the first great martial artist is not complete, this woman can lift the weight of 50,000 catties, it is not easy, maybe there is a chance.
At the time of the ninth count, Zhong Xiaoshan put down the iron pier and retreated to Wujiang, who was standing with his chest crossed, hugged his fist, took a breath, and said: "Stroke, stroke team member Zhong Xiaoshan." β
Masturbation? What's the matter?
Not only was the audience at a loss, but even Wei Biao didn't understand what this masturbation meant.
The middle-aged military general in the Gaotai Judging Area laughed and said: "Masturbation, what does this mean?" β
The stunning woman smiled slightly, and said softly: "It should be some local language, hehe!" β
The discussion in the field once again made the players roll their eyes at someone, only Yiqing giggled heartlessly, and said that the name that can attract everyone's attention must be resisted! Let someone sigh greatly, I didn't hurt this girl in vain.
After Zhong Xiaoshan finished signing up, before he sacrificed the blade, Wu Jiang rolled up a knife shadow cage with a single knife and put it on the plate to Zhong Xiaoshan.
Many viewers exclaimed in shock, scolding Wujiang for having no humanity and sneaking up on the little girl, completely forgetting that it was a life-and-death fight in the ring, and it was normal to shoot after signing up, and there was no violation.
There are also people who sigh that Xiaoshan has no experience in facing the enemy, and this kind of life-and-death competition does not sacrifice the blade first.
The team members who masturbated and masturbated also secretly sweated for Zhong Xiaoshan, everyone could see that the sword shadow rolled up by Wujiang was a kind of martial art that was not low-grade, and the only way to resist was to strike first, once the sword shadow was formed, Zhenyuan brought up countless swords It was difficult to counteract, and Fang Cai No. 24 was suppressed in the sword shadow and retreated, and finally died.
Wen Yiming's heart did not fluctuate, he could share Zhong Xiaoshan's vision, and he reacted to his emotions very clearly, he did not feel Zhong Xiaoshan panicked, but was extremely calm, and his fighting spirit was still high.
If it had been yesterday, he might have been worried about the martial arts master's cross-level challenge to the Great Martial Arts, after all, this was a small watershed; But at this moment, he is looking forward to Zhong Xiaoshan.
In the midst of many exclamations, Zhong Xiaoshan did not retreat in the shadow of the sword, but advanced, and when he turned to the side to face the enemy, he kicked the ground violently under his feet and rushed out, and a heavy black shield appeared in his left hand.
'Boomββ! β
A series of gold and iron collisions sounded crisply, Zhong Xiaoshan put his heavy shield on his forearm, completely protecting the short body of the enemy on the side, and the soaring figure only rushed forward half a meter, and a series of movements reacted extremely quickly, as if he had been tempered by a thousand tempers.
At this time, the explosion of Zhong Xiaoshan kicking the ground shook and reached everyone's ears.
'Bangββ! β
The heavy shield was like a mountain, and it did not move in the shadow of the knife, only to see that among the dots of sparks, a short leaning forward figure rushed out like a cannonball against the heavy shield under the impact of violently kicking the ground.
"Ho ββ!"
There is no childishness in Jiao Drink, and there is iron and blood in it.
Wu Jiang only felt as if his chest had been hit by a moving city wall, and several clicks sounded, and at the same time, his breath was chaotic, and a fishy breath surged up his throat.
The sword shadow was scattered in a flash, and Wu Jiang wanted to stand still at his feet, but the force of the shield burst out made him unable to stop at all, and what was even more infuriating was that the little girl did not stop as soon as she hit her hand, but rushed against the shield, and her speed increased instead of decreasing.
The thirty-square-meter ring was big enough, but Wu Jiang was still near the edge of Zhong Xiaoshan's top shield, and the impact force rose layer by layer, and the heavy shield stuck to his chest as if it had taken root, making him powerless to fight back if he wanted to swing a knife.
'Poofββ! β
There was a muffled sound mixed with a clattering impact, Wu Jiang didn't need to look to know that he was hit by the iron pier, he only felt that the Venus was shining in front of him, and his consciousness instantly fell into confusion, and his inner breath and true yuan didn't obey the call at all, and he was 100% perfect and confused.
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