Immediately afterwards, Yue Chong's body suddenly bowed and slid to the side.

Easily, between leisurely walks, Cheng Yu's attack was dodged.

Of course, Cheng Yu is also a high-level king powerhouse, although he was a little surprised in his heart, he did not stop. Instead, the soles of his feet turned, twisted his center of gravity, and when his arm was not completely struck, he suddenly changed direction, and once again grabbed towards Yue Chong.

"It's kind of interesting." Yue Zhong chuckled, pushed his body with his right foot, and slid backwards.

Yue Chong's sliding speed was very fast, and Cheng Yu's face changed slightly, because he found that he was actually a little unable to catch up with Yue Chong. His own hand was always half a meter in front of Yue Chong, and he couldn't get closer.

What the hell is going on with this kid.

It all happened quickly, but all of these actions fell into the eyes of the spectators under the ring.

After a brief moment of silence, the audience exploded.

"Damn, what's the situation!"

"It's incredible that No. 1101 can continuously dodge Cheng Yu's attacks."

"This guy, how can he be so strong!"

"Number 1101, I'm going to marry you!"

"So handsome, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

Soon, Yue Zhong also captured the hearts of some girls.

In the hearts of these girls, Yue Zhong was already handsome at this time, he was hunting in a black robe, he was behind his back, and he was confident and calm in the face of the high-level king-sealing powerhouse. Although they didn't even have the front of Yue Chong, they were already deeply intoxicated.

"Good boy, the strength is not bad!" Cheng Yu shouted, and his speed was raised sharply.

You have to move seriously, if you can't catch this 1101 anymore, then your face will be completely ruined.

You know, this 1101 is only 28 years old, and he is only at the level of a primary king. He has a great reputation as a sword king, and he can be regarded as a great god with high strength as a king, if he can't even take such a junior, it will be a shame to throw it home.

After accelerating, Cheng Yu changed to a punch.

Since this 1101 is so difficult to catch, then don't catch it, just hurt him.

As long as you hurt him, he won't be able to run.

"Boom!" An extremely condensed pulse appeared in Cheng Yu's hand, and soon the pulse formed a huge fist.

"Technique!"

"Oh my God, Cheng Yu actually used the formation technique!"

"Number 1101, be careful."

"Cheng Yu, you old bastard, don't poison my dear No. 1101!"

For Cheng Yu to take the lead in using the array technique, everyone was very disdainful. You are a senior, you are a high-ranking king, you are so shameless.

Of course, these words are also spoken by the audience themselves, and it is impossible for Yue Zhong and Cheng Yu in the battle to hear them.

"Boy, be careful." Cheng Yu let out a low startle, followed by a fist rush.

Rumble!

The fist-shaped formation technique directly crashed out, and the power was extremely fierce. It's unpleasant, but it's an avoidable feeling.

At this time, even Yue Chong couldn't avoid it, because the distance between him and Cheng Yu was too close.

The range of this array is huge, and no matter which direction he dodges from, he will eventually be shrouded in it.

"Okay, so be it." Yue Chong shrugged, his right hand pulled out, and a dark energy instantly penetrated Yue Chong's arm, which was the power of the Death Scythe. Yue Zhong can combine the Death Scythe with his own arm alone, although the power exerted is not as good as the Death Illusory Image wielding the scythe, but it should not be a problem to deal with ordinary high-level feudal powerhouses.

Boom!

In an instant, Yue Chong's black arm drew a black ray, and the black light collided with Cheng Yu's fist-shaped formation technique.

"You're just a first-class king, useless!" Cheng Yu didn't pay too much attention to the heavy counterattack. Although Yue Chong's speed was very strange, he could feel that Yue Chong was indeed only a junior king. The formation technique is supported by pulse power, and this No. 1101 is absolutely impossible to resist his own attack head-on.

Tear and pull!

And just when Cheng Yu was proud, the fist-shaped formation technique was suddenly torn apart.

The black mangs pulled out by Yue Redraw were like sharp scalpels, quickly cutting through the fist formation technique, and continued to go deeper.

"How is that possible!" Cheng Yu shouted, his face full of surprise. To be honest, he was scared.

His own formation technique was actually torn apart by this No. 1101 random blow.

It can't be, absolutely not.

Everything happened too fast, and the audience below the ring didn't understand what was going on, so Yu's fist-shaped formation technique was split into two halves by the black mang swung out by Yue Chong, and Cheng Yu was also hit by the black mang with a bang and threw out.

The scene was quiet, no one spoke, and it seemed very eerie.

Everyone held their breath for Cheng Yu.

"Boom!" Soon, Cheng Yu slammed into the ground, making a muffled sound.

Rumble!

It was not until this moment that the scene suddenly exploded.

Screams, screams, roars, roars, all kinds of sounds, and the whole ring was in a sensation.

No. 1101 actually knocked Cheng Yu away with one blow, and they didn't even think about this situation.

A 28-year-old young man, in a few moves, knocked down a high-ranking king powerhouse, it was too terrifying.

The high-ranking king and the strong, the overlord of the sword, what a high-ranking existence that is. No one ever thought that someone would be so young that they could knock down these strong men of the older generation.

……

At this time, on the ring, Cheng Yu climbed up with some difficulty, his chest was already red, and his face was slightly pale.

Yue Chong's blow was not very powerful in the end, and he was not seriously injured, but Cheng Yu's heart was very painful.

It hurts so much that you can't breathe.

His face was also painful, although Yue hit him in the chest.

But this invisible slap was too loud, and he said that he wanted to teach this No. 1101 a lesson, but in the end, he was beaten back.

Cheng Yu never thought that he would suffer a loss at the hands of a junior king martial artist, and it was such a big loss.

", the injury is not very serious." Yue Chongyu glanced at it and shrugged his shoulders. From the beginning, he didn't plan to do anything to Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu's strength was worse than Qin Shuanglong, how could he be his opponent.

"You...... Who the hell is it......" Cheng Yuzhong, "We can't have you in the arbitration department." ”

Cheng Yu's words are stunned, yes, if this No. 1101 is a person from the arbitration office, it must be a very famous existence.

Moreover, they had never heard of a strong man in his twenties in the arbitration office, let alone that this No. 1101 had the strength to defeat a high-ranking king powerhouse.

"Me......" Yue Zhong chuckled, "Do you really not know who I am?" ”

Suddenly, Yue Zhong stretched out his hand and lifted the hood off his head.

A handsome face was displayed in front of everyone.

Many people are a little puzzled, who is it, I still don't know each other.