"Guess the fist decision?"

Listening to Ning Chuan's words, in the distance, a kind of Tianluo Sect's disciples couldn't help but look at each other.

Isn't that child's play?

And, by guessing the fist to decide who will come to power?

This seems to be too disrespectful to Ding Lin on stage.

"Brother two good, six six, ......"

"Six, you are big, use rock-paper-scissors!" Ning Chuan was speechless and couldn't help but curse.

Soon, a group of disciples of the Luoyun Sect really guessed the fist, and the disciples of the Tianluo Sect couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they saw it in the distance.

"Haha, I won!"

Eventually, an emaciated youth laughed and was the first to take the stage.

"Made, it's just a little bit. ”

"It's really unlucky to let the kid win......"

Everyone else couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

"Huh!"

The thin man jumped onto the Douwu platform and came to the front of Ding Lin, he arched his hand slightly, "Wang Jian, an official disciple of Luoyun Sect, please give me advice." ”

"I tossed for most of the day, but I didn't expect that it was an opponent who looked weak to come to the stage, what a waste of time. ”

Ding Lin had been waiting for a long time, and at this moment he looked at Wang Jian with extreme disdain in his eyes.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, don't worry, the battle will end soon, and I'm very measured, don't worry. Wang Jian said very seriously.

I'm worried about your size!

Ding Lin couldn't help but roll his eyes, listening to what the other party meant, it seemed that he still wanted to fight with him quickly?

Moreover, it's not a question of whether you shoot in proportion or not, right?

Do you really think you're sure you're going to eat yourself?

Thinking like this in his heart, Ding Lin couldn't help but feel a little funny.

But he didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party, he directly put on a posture, stared at Wang Jian like a fierce beast, and said, "I will directly knock you off the stage with one move, congratulations, I finally won the qualification to come to power, but unfortunately, you seem to have made a mistake, this is not a place that can make you famous, but it will become the beginning of the shame between you and Luo Yunzong." ”

As an inner disciple of the Tianluo Sect, Ding Lin had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, however, he never thought that Wang Jian in front of him had reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"Huh!"

The moment the words fell, Ding Lin shot directly, and his whole person turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Wang Jian.

In the process of moving, Ding Lin operated the spiritual sea, and the vast spiritual power gathered in his palm, and slapped Wang Jian in front of him.

"Good time!"

Wang Jian laughed loudly, took a step back with one foot, and also put on a posture.

In the face of Ding Lin's frontal attack, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but went out of the circle to meet the attack.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the two clashed together, and the collision of fists and palms erupted into a dull explosion.

The next moment, Ding Lin was shocked and flew out, and he took more than a dozen steps backwards before finally steady.

"You can't do it, your strength is too small, I thought I could try my hand, but now it seems that you don't even have the qualifications to practice for me. Wang Jian frowned slightly, and a look of distress seemed to appear on his face.

Obviously, it was not easy for him to win the opportunity to come to power, but he didn't expect the other party to be so weak.

"You!"

Hearing his words, Ding Lin's face sank, but at the same time, he was shocked in his heart.

The other party not only blocked his own attack, but also had the upper hand, even if he had hit the divine iron with the palm just now, his arm was still a little numb at the moment.

This made De Ding Lin suddenly realize that Wang Jian in front of him was definitely not simple!

"What's going on?"

"Ding Lin was actually shocked back?"

In the audience, all the disciples of the Tianluo Sect couldn't help frowning.

Obviously, the outcome of the first encounter was completely opposite to what they imagined.

"Ding Lin should have underestimated his opponent and didn't do his best, so he suffered a dark loss. Someone said.

"Ding Lin, don't keep it, fight quickly!" Great Elder Yan Gang shouted to the stage.

His words came into his ears, making De Dinglin's face even darker.

Retain?

I'd like to keep it.

I did my best in that palm just now, right?

Obviously, the strength of the opponent far exceeded his expectations, and now it seems that he may not be able to win this battle.

"Huh!"

And at the same time as Ding Lin was thinking like this in his heart, on the other side, Wang Jian's body moved, and he took the initiative to attack him.

"You punch me too. ”

Wang Jian's speed was extremely fast, completely beyond Ding Lin's expectations, the voice just came into his ears, and before Ding Lin could react, he only felt a tightness in his chest, and the whole person was shocked by a huge force.

"Poof!"

This scene is long to say, but in fact, it only happened in just two breaths, and when everyone reacted, they found that Ding Lin had already been knocked out of the ring by a punch, and he couldn't help coughing up blood in his mouth.

"Huh?"

"Ding Lin actually lost?"

"This guy, just now he was reminded not to be careless, and he was knocked out of the ring?"

"Shame! My Tianluo Sect was defeated in the first battle, and it was defeated in the hands of Luoyun Sect, this is an absolute shame!"

Many people frowned, and their faces became ugly.

"Let me come!"

A young man snorted coldly, jumped onto the high platform, and appeared in front of Wang Jian, "Tianluo Sect He Cheng, please give me advice." ”

"Senior Brother He Cheng's strength is much stronger than Ding Lin, and this time he will definitely be able to wash away the shame of our Tianluo Sect!"

"Senior brother, come on! Win with one blow! Get back the face of our Tianluo Sect!" someone couldn't help but shout.

At the same time, on the fighting platform, He Cheng stood in place with an indifferent expression, looking at Wang Jian, and he said lightly, "I won't be as careless as Ding Lin, I will use my strongest attack at the beginning to defeat you." ”

Wang Jian was stunned, "Was he careless just now? Didn't do his best? No wonder I feel a little weak, so that's ......"

"Huh!"

He Cheng snorted coldly, didn't say a word, and shot directly.

Like Ding Lin, he took the form of hand-to-hand combat, and took the initiative to force Wang Jian, and his big palm was covered with a layer of strong spiritual power, and he slammed it on Wang Jian's chest.

"Did you do your best?"

However, in the face of He Cheng's attack, Wang Jian still stood in place in a daze, and couldn't help muttering, "This ...... It doesn't seem to be any different from the guy just now......"

Having said that, he was still ready to fight back, and when He Cheng's attack was approaching, Wang Jian finally moved.

"Bang!"

He also poked out with a palm, his strong aura exploded, and he was unstoppable, and the next moment, he directly knocked He Cheng out.

"Ahh

He Cheng let out a miserable scream, and in the collision, the huge force shattered the bones of his hand.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Jian was startled, looking at He Cheng who was rolling on the ground in pain, he couldn't help but have an apology on his face, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so weak, I didn't expect this level of attack to break your hand." ”