The young man of the Shen clan turned red, no different from the person who had won before, and the eyes of the dream couldn't help but be attracted to the past. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fighting spirit? When did you start to comprehend so well?

His brows furrowed slightly, how could this Shen Clan's exercises be weird everywhere, what this young man showed was obviously very similar to the comprehension of battle qi, but there were some differences in the subtleties.

The energy displayed by this young man was different from the battle qi he knew. The difference is that once the battle qi is comprehended, it can move as you like, and you only need to mobilize that magical power in your mind, in the dantian, and in the tendons, but these two times the power that is very similar to the battle qi has a little blood-red violence, and it seems that only after being provoked will this energy be stimulated.

And the battle qi does not have much sequelae for the person who uses it, at most the power in the body will be short, but this power of the Shen family...

The boy who had won earlier was still lying unconscious in the rear.

dreaming of the vain steps that the young man was holding on to when he stepped down, I couldn't help but have some doubts in my heart, could this be a secret technique of the Shen family?

In this case, everything makes sense.

The boy's sudden reversal of defeat into victory, and the exaggerated weakness that followed the victory, and the red eyes and the red light in his fists.

Since it is a secret technique, the damage to the human body is very great, and the dream is a little regretful, these two teenagers, no matter how hard they work in the future, I am afraid that their strength will not be improved by half a point, it is a pity.

Thinking of this, Meng's eyes lit up, is there an elixir that can make people weaken or even completely cure the sequelae after using this kind of secret method or secret technique?

If you can develop such an elixir and get your hands on this Shen secret method, you won't be afraid of side effects.

The bright eyes flickered a few times, and the whole person disappeared into the crowd, and the fierce battle on the stage had just begun・・・・・

"Punch me!" The young man of the Shen clan roared in a low voice, his fist glowed with blood-colored red light, and he attacked the opponent fiercely, if this move hit, he would definitely die!

The Jing boy's face was solemn, his mind was completely condensed on the opponent's every move, and he looked at the opponent vigilantly, just when the Shen boy's fist gathered strength, the young man was already on guard, and he also took out a gray wooden sword, which looked a little funny, but the young man's serious expression made people a little suspicious, was it an ordinary wooden sword?

The red energy mass quickly rushed towards this direction, and the young man raised the tip of his sword and pointed it directly at the red.

Just as the energy mass was approaching, the boy suddenly stomped on his toes, jumped up, and instantly overtook the energy group!

Now is the time!

The boy let out a low shout, "Break!" ”

With an unstoppable momentum and the wind of breaking bamboo, the wooden sword plunged straight towards the energy cluster!

The small wooden sword is a little immeasurable on the red energy group, one large and one small, the attack power of the wooden sword is insufficient, but the energy group is huge.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the energy contained in this wooden sword is not even one of the ten minutes in the red energy ball!

Is this kid looking for death?

This little power, how dare you directly confront it?

Everyone's eyes were focused on the wooden sword and the red, but they didn't see that the young man of the Jing clan, at some point, had moved away from the spread of energy, standing at the back of the square, looking at the opponent who was staring at the energy group with some mockery.

Heh, it's just an idiot who only looks at what he sees.

The red energy mass quickly swallowed the wooden sword, and the gray wooden sword turned from gray to red, and quickly turned into ashes, and landed on the square.

"Damn! Are you a loach? So slippery?! ”

The young man of the Jing clan smiled, his trick was not skilled enough, and it took too long, if it was the young man who fought against the Jiang family before, he would definitely die today.

And... He's running out of time, so there should be a time limit for this strange power, right?

Looking at the young man of the Shen family, whose breath was gradually declining, there was not much hope for fighting again.

One was embarrassed, and his body was cut out by himself when he used the secret method; The other was indifferent, on the other side of the battle platform, looking at the opponent with some playfulness, and there was a faint mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Not to laugh at his lack of strength, but to laugh at his stupidity.

Is it worth it for a momentary battle of will, for a competition that exists every year, to put your own future, or even your life?

Maybe it's an honor, or maybe it's an indelible sense of war and belonging to the tribe in a person's heart.

The young man thought about it, if his own tribe let him have to win, he would definitely do his best without hesitation, even if the price of this victory was a self with nothing.

Thinking of this, the young man pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the young man who was gradually weakening with respect and respect.

"You're amazing."

A dangling hand appeared in front of him, and when he looked up, there was no ridicule or disdain, no arrogance of the winner, as if it was an illusion, as if he saw a rare respect for the victor to the loser.

How do you know, this tribute is given to the dream of a teenager.

didn't hold that hand, but stood up stiffly, turned around without hesitation, step by step, and walked towards the stage with difficulty.

He lost, but he didn't need charity.

In the air, no predecessor glanced at Meng Suqing meaningfully, "Apprentice, look at this competition carefully, every year, you can see something different, this is a kind of epiphany, but it is unattainable." ”

Meng Suqing nodded seriously and seriously, with these ears, it was enough for him to 'see' clearly everything that happened in this game.

"Jing's victory!"

The old and empty voice came, affirming the victory of the young man on the stage, but the people of the Jing family were not ecstatic, but more calm, like a kind of charm that had been precipitated for a hundred years, not arrogant, not impatient, not happy or sad.

"The next game, the last game of the first stage, the Xing clan vs. the Jiang clan."

The most interesting game has ended, Xing's vs. Jiang's?

The audience outside the venue thought about it and rushed in the direction of the casino, and the two teenagers were already standing on the stage.

I don't know when the dream of disappearing came back, looking at the two people on the field who were full of interest, but I knew in my heart that the suspense of this game was almost not big.

At this time, she was more concerned about the individual competition after the end of the tribal competition, that Li Li, who was notorious in the entire quagmire realm, she had to worry that fighting against villains was more tiring than fighting with a group of people, but she forgot that her brother had been mixed up somewhere, what kind of villain had not been seen? (To be continued.) )