Chapter 133: The Topic of Sorrow
Qi Hao has never been injured in the fight, so everyone in the stands thought that he would retreat quickly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
When Wan saw that he really chose to retreat, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl:
"What I want is for you to retreat!" both hands pressed the sky-turning stick violently, and then the right hand was raised high, and a heavy punch hit the stick!
This is his one-handed stunt, and when he uses it with all his might, the power of the stick can not only smash the ground for more than ten feet, but also the punch that follows the stick will collapse into the surrounding space. It was with this trick that he defeated a foundation building monk with a top-level defensive magic weapon and was able to enter the top twenty.
This move is unguardable, the move has been out, he just waits for Qi Hao to be seriously injured, and then chases and fights hard.
However, the two women who were lying there watching the fight shouted softly: "It's over." ”
Nie Yun also folded a fan, fanning the wind leisurely.
Qi Hao did retreat when the young man surnamed Wan pressed the stick, but he only retreated a few meters, and when the opponent's right fist was raised, he turned sideways and scored a point with both fists!
A punch hit the qi wall brought up by the stick shadow in front of him, the fist shadow was not big, but it was unusually condensed, and it was amazingly fast, and it instantly penetrated the qi wall and blasted out of a tunnel that was a shoulder wide.
The other punch hit him at the same time, and the momentum was not loud, but for some reason, on the flat and solid ground, he just happened to be hit and flew up a bluestone.
Qi Hao snorted lightly, his feet suddenly touched the bluestone, and his figure was like electricity, shooting towards the passage.
And at this time, Wan someone's stunt has been unleashed, and the stick head has landed!
A loud bang, a huge earthquake on the ground!
The shattered bluestones were knocked into the air, forming two uneven stone walls. And this stone wall extends backwards from where Qi Hao will leave, and it is dozens of meters long and more than ten meters high!
With the ensuing punch, the stone wall in the air was shattered. Even the long, deep space between the two walls was visibly distorted with ripples.
It is conceivable that if someone was in it at this time, no matter how strong the defense was, the foundation building monk would not be able to withstand such an explosive pressure in a closed space.
It's a pity that such a blow that will definitely make a contribution was arranged in advance by Qi Hao, and he had already been prepared to fall short.
Qi Hao pointed at the bluestone at his feet, and when he rushed out of the passage he shot out with his strength, although he was still affected by the aftermath, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, this small injury was extremely worth it.
With this momentum, he burst into the air ten meters in front of Ten Thousand Monks.
It's a long story, but it's just a flash of light.
The surnamed Wan couldn't help but be shocked, and he didn't even have time to think about how this person appeared above his head, and his robe bulged again, forming an invisible thick wall of qi around his body, and then a punch slammed into the air.
Both defending and attacking, the reaction is not unpleasant!
But Qi Hao's thoughts, how could he guess them in an instant? Only the three people who knew his temperament well were lying on their stomachs or sitting on the ground waiting for the man's weapon to be taken off.
Well, there should have been someone who knew Qi Hao, but this person was locked in the passage, and his divine sense couldn't penetrate the door to see his Qing Yin, scratching his ears and cheeks, and scolding:
"Qi Hao, why did this kid take so long? He wouldn't want to hide his tricks, right?"
Sure enough, Qi Hao lived up to the expectations of his friends, and a pair of sledgehammers that few people knew about appeared in his hands.
The two huge hammers lined the slender and thin Qi Hao, like a little doll playing with a big knife. But no one would laugh at him, and everyone in the stands was surprised that this man turned out to be more than a pair of meat fists, and they all thought that these two hammers must be smashed against his opponent.
But Qi Hao turned a blind eye to the vigilant Wan someone, and the heavy hammer and the body of the jack pendant instantly made the opponent's punch miss, and the person had just left the ground and was waiting to rise on the sky-turning stick!
Qi Hao turned around slightly, facing the place where the sky-turning stick met with the opponent's right hand, and quickly picked it up and smashed it down!
A powerful force followed the stick. Monk Wan's mouth cracked, and the muscles and muscles of his right arm were all injured a lot! He finally understood Qi Hao's intentions now, and quickly withdrew his left hand from attacking.
He just held the trembling sky-turning stick with both hands, and was about to overturn Qi Hao who was standing on it, but it was already too late! Qi Hao, who looked thin, was not only like more than 10,000 catties, but he couldn't get up under the pressure of the sky-turning stick, and the other giant hammer had already smashed in front of him.
Helpless, he had to temporarily abandon the stick, his arms swelled, and then propped up a wall of qi to resist the thunderous giant hammer.
Who knew that the first layer of shield was about to be smashed, but the giant hammer was faster than just now, and with a bang, it still smashed on the sky-turning stick.
Ten Thousand Cultivators were so angry, this kid was really treacherous!
A series of errors in judgment have left him without a weapon. He glanced at the sky-turning stick that was smashed and buried deep in the bluestone, and then looked at Qi Hao, who was rushing towards him with a giant hammer, and helplessly spit out three words: "I admit defeat!"
The words are soft, but everything that should be heard has been heard. The long-bearded old man, who had been standing by the gate, paced slowly towards the middle of the field.
As soon as Qi Hao heard this, the double hammer disappeared immediately, arched slightly, and did not speak, but smiled very shyly on his delicate face.
In the stands all around, there was a commotion:
"Alas, I lost badly this time, and the 10,000 spirit stones are gone. ”
"I won, haha! I know it's right to buy Qi Hao. Look at people, after a few games, they don't have any injuries at all, and the blind know that they can only win by buying him!"
There are people who are not as good as the "blind" on the side who are angry: "He is injured this time, you have the ability to buy it!"
"Is this...... It's time to think about it, thank you for reminding me. ”
“……”
The two people lying there were even more excited: "Qingyin, how much did you buy? I'll buy a million!" Shangguan Yan looked up proudly, and did not forget to praise the meritorious heroes, shouting: "Qi Hao!
When Qi Hao heard this, he smiled even more shyly.
Wan someone, who had just made a little effort to get the sky-turning stick out, was angry when he saw his baby face:
"If you weren't lucky enough to smash a stone out, you wouldn't have been able to break through the wall of air and avoid my trap in the sky. Hmph!"
Qi Hao smiled embarrassedly and nodded. Shangguan Yan pouted and was about to speak, but was stopped by Qingyin's gesture, so he had to give up, and said secretly in his heart:
"This bluestone is obviously a dark chess piece that Qi Hao planted in advance when he attacked in front of him, stepping on the surrounding bricks with his feet without a trace, waiting to lure you into launching a trick with all his might, so that he could use his strength to rush out and take down your stupid big man in one fell swoop. Hehe, it's really a pit that I don't know how to fall into. ”
Seeing that Qi Hao didn't refute or be modest, the young man surnamed Wan felt quite bored, so he didn't bother to speak again, and turned to look at Venerable Jin Dan who came over.
The long-bearded old man waited for the two of them to make a gesture before he said slowly: "Qi Hao wins this game." Qi Hao can get 50,000 contribution points, and 936,300 lower-grade spirit stones. Ten thousand trees can get 20,000 contribution points, and 312,100 low-grade spirit stones. ”
The discussion in the surrounding stands was put aside for the time being, but Qing Yin was quite surprised, and asked Shangguan Yan in a small voice: "Why is there a reward for every game, and the numbers are so strange?"
Knowing that Qingyin had just returned to the sect, Shangguan Yan explained in detail:
"This time Dabi is like this. It is limited to 100 years old and above to reach the late stage of foundation building monks to participate. Because there were more than 2,000 people at the beginning, it was a free team battle at the beginning, and the five winners all entered the next round, and the losers were all eliminated. Speaking of which, Shangguan Yan glanced at Qingyin:
"Do you think this is unfair? In the defeated group, there may be individuals with super ability. ”
Qing Yin shook his head: "Many of the sect's outing missions are all in groups of people. If you are just super capable, but you can't protect your teammates, you should be eliminated. Furthermore, this is a free combination, and it is also a test of personal eyesight analysis and strain. ”
Shangguan Yan smiled and nodded: "Well, Qi Hao said the same thing." ”
The two waved their hands to show their farewell to Qi Hao, and then saw that the appearance information that rose was not their acquaintance, so they continued to chatter with peace of mind:
"There is no gambling in the first two rounds of team battles, and from the third round of individual battles, the sect has organized betting. And every time they fight, five thousandths of the total number of bets placed by these two people are drawn, of which three points go to the winning side, one point goes to the losing side, and the remaining point goes to the sect to distribute to the adjudicator, deacon disciples, etc. The spirit stones we win are to be counted after removing the five thousandths......"
"Wait," someone who suddenly realized a certain problem asked with a little excitement, "Doesn't this mean that as long as you can win a few games, you can earn millions of spirit stones?!"
Shangguan Yan knew that this girlfriend was obsessed with money, and giggled: "The income of each game is uncertain, it all depends on how many people support both sides." For example, I won three games and lost in the forty-in-twenty game, and I only earned more than 1.7 million spirit stones in total. Not much, not more. But in the end, the top ten are afraid that they will all be worth more than 10 million. ”
Just because it was a few days late, he flew away a large amount of spirit stones that were given away for free!
Her heart hurts! How many pills do you have to practice to earn it back!
It was a very sad topic, and she needed to divert her attention urgently.
Qing Yin's big eyes full of water were full of resentment, and he slanted at Shangguan Yan: "Tell me who you pulled to make up the number?"
"You can't guess it, it's Lin Mochen! We didn't pull it, but she sent it to the door herself. ”
After that, Shangguan Yan moved again, leaned his head closer, and released a big bomb to dispel his friend's resentment: "I will also tell you something that is absolutely unexpected: Lin Mochen openly expressed his liking for Li Lieba!"
That ice beauty is so bold?
Such a vigorous gossip made Qing Yin's eyes shine! Although the two of them were communicating with each other, they couldn't spoil the atmosphere of gossip......
As a result, more than 200,000 people in the stands not only watched the wonderful showdown below, but also were drawn from time to time by the two beauties lying in mid-air.
The two men didn't know what they were communicating, their heads close together, and they covered their mouths from time to time to suppress laughter. The splendid faces made their originally unsightly posture automatically ignored by the young people. (To be continued.) )