Inside and outside the ring, there was a moment of silence.

I haven't killed the other party in a sneak attack, what else can I say?

Stealing chickens doesn't mean rice, and this doesn't make sense.

"I throw in the towel. The opponent who fell in the ring raised a hand and said hoarsely with a pained face on his face. Knowing that his ribs were broken and he didn't have the strength to fight again, it was better to admit defeat and go to the doctor quickly.

Zhu Yilang squinted his little eyes and said with a cruel smile: "Then get out." ”

"Good. "The opponent is about to get up and leave the ring.

"I'll let you go!" Zhu Yilang suddenly kicked up. The opponent flew out of the ring with a scream, and if it weren't for the people around the ring catching him, he might have fallen to his death.

"If you say a sneak attack, you will sneak attack, and if you say you admit defeat, you will admit defeat, and Lao Tzu is a dead man. Zhu Yilang sneered.

There was a sudden uproar around the ring, and a few apprentices who looked sturdy were about to climb up the rope while holding onto the rope.

"Fuck it!" Hu Zongjia saw his carefully selected apprentice admit defeat, and was seriously injured by a kick, scolded loudly, and stood up to pass.

Cang Kui grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "You gave Jin Zun an excuse when you came to power, don't be impulsive." ”

Hu Zongjia said angrily: "I have fallen in the ring, I have already admitted defeat, and I have made a heavy hand." This is a violation of the rules of the competition and a great disrespect to martial arts. ”

Cang Kui said: "Jin Zun shot, can you catch it." ”

Hu Zongjia shouted: "Then let him be so arrogant?"

Yang Xiucai suddenly smiled gloomily: "The people's hearts are available, the crowd is angry, let's not come forward, just see how they deal with it." ”

In the blink of an eye, two people rushed into the ring, and Zhu Yilang glanced at Jin Zun, who was sitting under the ring. Jin Zun's face was expressionless, and Zhu Yilang suddenly understood and withdrew his gaze.

Zhu Yilang's extremely hidden kick kicked behind him, and an apprentice who had just rushed behind him suddenly screamed and bent down. He reached out and grabbed the attacking apprentice and threw him out of the ring.

Zhu Yilang is like a violent and flexible black bear, rampage in the ring. For a moment, blood splattered, screams and bones shattered like a symphony. Zhu Yilang shot again and again, and the apprentices of the Changqing Martial Arts Hall spilled blood on the spot.

In a short period of time, Zhang Qingyang visually saw that six people had been thrown out of the ring. Two of them had their legs broken, and one had their arms broken.

The wail gradually became the main theme in the noisy sounds.

Under the perception of the bridge of the heart, the surroundings of the ring almost became a sea of violent emotions, rushing towards Zhu Yilang in waves.

The intense fiery red faintly revealed a hint of black.

The thick fiery red corrosive force also became stronger, and quickly extended along the bridge of the mind towards the part of the inner universe.

As before, with each short distance forward, the intense fiery red fades away some of the impurity shell, leaving the rest richer, purer, and smaller.

In the waves of anger, it seemed that the energy for this fiery red was continuously provided, and it actually caused this fiery red to burn from the outer universe to the inner universe.

Even though it was only a tiny mass, it became a red flame on the bridge that could not be ignored.

The fire burned all over the bridge of the mind, leaving a small dancing flame at the bridge.

Zhang Qingyang watched nervously, and the red on the entire bridge of the soul shrank suddenly, like a red match, all of which merged into the small flame.

The originally lively little flame suddenly stopped beating. Through the outer flames, the intense red of the interior swirls, condenses and repels each other, as if something is brewing.

Zhang Qingyang forgot about the fierce battle in the ring for a while, and was engrossed in "staring" at the small flames.

The small flame should also continue to produce huge consumption in the brewing, consuming too much energy, and gradually losing its vitality, and it is about to "wither".

This made Zhang Qingyang dumbfounded, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Zhang Qingyang urged the bridge of the soul to take the initiative to absorb the anger of the "tumbling" around him.

Zhang Qingyang felt that anger was probably also a kind of spiritual power, otherwise it would not be absorbed by the bridge of the heart.

The emotion of anger can really inject energy into the small flame, and the original state of "dying" gradually recovers with the input of anger, and gives people a full feeling.

After this small flame came to life, it took the initiative to absorb the anger transmitted by the bridge of the heart. With the engulfment of small flames, the effectiveness of the Bridge of Hearts' attraction to anger suddenly surges.

The small flame gulped down, but its body continued to shrink, gradually forming a small egg, and circles of red light shone on the surface of the egg.

"Stop!" A thunderclap shouted angrily and woke up Zhang Qingyang, who was immersed in the inner universe.

Cang Kui's eyes were red, as if he had been enraged and wanted to devour people.

The angry crowd in the martial arts hall stopped in Cang Kui's scolding, and Zhu Yilang shook the blood on the back of his hand with a smile on his face. He doesn't care anyway, with Jin Zun covering, he is not afraid of the other party's madness.

Zhang Qingyang looked around, and there was mourning all around the ring. After a while, Zhu Yilang injured more than a dozen martial arts apprentices.

"Is this guy so strong now? He is several times stronger than when he competed with Li Congjun for the coaching spot before. Zhang Qingyang was secretly vigilant in his heart, "It seems that during this time, the other party has not been idle, and he is also improving." ”

Zhang Qingyang didn't know that the unruly Zhu Yilang was also willing to accept Jin Zun's arrangement because he was unexpectedly defeated in the battle with Li Congjun, and he watched Zhang Qingyang's rapid progress every day. During this time, he also worked hard to cultivate the combat skills tailored for him by Jin Zun, and gave full play to his strange powers, including speed and agility, and also made great progress.

That's when the battle took place.

Cang Kui took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "Lao Jin, this one is your victory." Substitution!"

Jin Zun said succinctly: "Okay." ”

He looked at Zhang Qingyang and said, "The ring has been warmed up, and then it's your last lesson." ”

The martial arts apprentices around the ring, everyone had vicious anger hidden in their eyes. Zhang Qingyang said in his heart, this is the warm-up? Who asked him to warm up? Look at those fierce eyes like fierce beasts, they will die!

Zhang Qingyang stood up silently, took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually calmed down and showed a little excitement about the exam.

Zhu Yilang walked down from the ring with a grin, and passed by him, baring his teeth and smiling, malice coming out from between his teeth.

Cang Kui stared at the relatively thin young man in the ring, and said to the left and right: "This game is not allowed to be defeated. Lao Yang, you are responsible for this game. ”

"Mr. Cang," Hu Zongjia protested, "this little guy is obviously much easier to deal with." ”

Yang Xiucai smiled and said, "Old Hu, you just take it for granted." If he can follow Jin Zun to appear here, he must have his superiority. Looking at people can not only look at the surface, but also speculate and analyze. ”

Cang Kui also nodded and said, "What Lao Yang said is right, Zongjia, you are watching from the side." ”

Cangkui also turned to Yang Xiucai, and Hu Zongjia could only admit defeat. snorted coldly, kept silent, and said secretly in his heart: "Sycophant, look at how embarrassed you are for a while." ”