Chapter Seventy-Eight: Are You Worthy of Teaching?

"Chai Dingfang, please advise!"

Holding back the anger in my heart, it's really not possible to win, and if you have the ability, you can go through dozens of rounds under my hands, and don't ask for mercy!

I vaguely remember that this Hao Jian defeated the opponent with one move yesterday, and his strength must be better, and he must not be easily underestimated, and he will directly make a killing move to prevent future troubles.

"Well, that's all. "I secretly made up my mind.

"Hao Jian, become your senior brother, but you still have to compare?"

Hao Jian held his hands in his arms and said lightly to Chai Dingfang, Seventh Order Martial Spirit, can you pretend to be a big star in front of me?

Don't look at the young master is just a sixth-order martial spirit, even if there is no system to hang ten or eight like you, there must be no problem.

"I really can't open my eyes!"

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At this time, the disciples in the audience began to talk about it, each with their own praise and disapproval.

"Hey, who do you think will win this fight? ”

"What you said is not right, both sides will lose? That's impossible, Senior Brother Chai is also the number one in the inner door, although he usually doesn't show his strength. ”

"Hao Jian is not bad, I was a little dazed when I saw that punch yesterday, and the Martial King Elders praised it, I feel that he has a better chance of winning. ”

"I think you all forgot that Chai Dingfang, this guy still needs a second-grade spirit soldier, right?"

This is really a word to wake up people in their dreams.

The second-grade spirit soldier already has a lot of power, and Chai Dingfang has several superb Xuan-rank low-level martial arts, so it is obvious that the balance of victory may have skewed towards Chai Dingfang's side at the beginning.

"Ha, it's arrogant, but I just like bulging guys like you, and you'll look good when you kneel. ”

With both hands clenched into fists, Chai Dingfang gushed out a large cloud of spiritual energy, and inexplicably trembled a few times in his breath, and the wisps of them all gathered together, flashing with bright light, and the air was inexplicably distorted, no, maybe it was constantly trembling, and with the continuous use of spiritual power, the more distant the tremor of the air became.

There was a clicking sound, and it seemed that it had reached the extreme point of bearing, and Chai Dingfang's fist was a little loose.

"This disciple has some talent, and the low-level Trembling Void Fist of the Xuan Rank can suppress the aura to such an extent, it can be counted as a table. ”

The martial king Jing Qiang, who was watching the competition from the side, naturally understood this martial art, and analyzed this low-level martial art from many aspects, trembling in the air.

His eyes turned slightly, looking at Hao Jian, standing there straight, without any expression or even defensive movements, I don't know what to think.

"Trembling Fist!"

shouted loudly, and the extremely rotating aura had been suppressed by Chai Dingfang to an extreme, and it could be completely released, flashing with complicated light, and the furious was actually pressed against the other side of the ring.

The sound of the bang lifted the small stones mixed with the cracks in the ring, and the scene was out of control for a while.

"Heh, tui. Hao Jian didn't feel it at all when he swept towards the aura that swept over, "I don't even bother to use the Five Fowl Fist to beat you." ”

"Rain Fist!"

On the contrary, there was no panic at all, and the grinning smile on the corner of his mouth was so confident, the arc was just right, and it was full of mockery.

To deal with such a person, the use of yellow-rank martial arts can be regarded as a fancy to him, and the power of the yellow-level martial arts that has been automatically comprehended by the system is not ordinary.

If you have a system to find flaws directly, then the ending will definitely be different, a simple single fist, don't fall my Hao Jian jumping off the cliff!

The tip of the fist condensed a large cloud of aura, azure blue, and it was full of biochemical surging water forms, moving up and down, and it was still gathering.

"It's time!" Hao Jian's wrist slightly deviated, "Let you see that the Yellow Rank Martial Arts can beat you this waste!"

Come to war!

Thundered......

A series of collisions exploded in that instant.

Several torn strands of energy squeezed wildly to the side, and the windswept wind was drowned by the rain shadows of the sky, and there were only a few cracked azure skies in the eyes, which could not be seen, could not be seen, and both eyes were confused.

At least that's how far he could see on Chai Dingfang's side......

It's just that as soon as the sound of the explosion sounded, Hao Jian's body moved, because he knew that his blow had not completely defeated him, and the spirit leaped up under his feet, and his figure quickly drew out one afterimage after another.

The footsteps crossed the gravel that fell on the ring, and the surging brilliance lit up first, and the thin layer that was gently peeled off around it was actually the aura layer.

"Think you can't lose when you use defensive martial arts?"

Hao Jian snorted coldly as he galloped, and vaguely he saw Chai Dingfang who was still in a state of confusion, he obviously didn't know that the defensive film had already been peeled off and split by Hao Jian.

Click......

A cracking sound gradually came out, and Chai Dingfang seemed to realize that something was wrong at this time, but everything seemed to be too late......

Hao Jian's palm flashed with a bright light at a rapid turn, hidden in a layer of thin air, and landed beautifully, standing straight at the edge of the ring.

However, Hao Jian's body shape is very stable, and Chai Dingfang is not so good.

Chai Dingfang directly retracted and dispersed the huge layer of aura film that had evolved from the isolation on his body, and the figure of the sudden retreat was quite funny, but the last scene he remembered, the dazzling light in Hao Jian's palm, forced him to change his offset steps, and his body was several degrees unstable.

Hao Jian's speed is fast, and it is so fast that it is connected into a line, and the eye can't keep up with it at all, let alone determine Hao Jian's specific location.

A large mouthful of hot water began to rush up along his chest, and any scattered defensive martial arts, under the lit white light, were like a local chicken and a tile dog turned into ashes in an instant, Chai Dingfang's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, retreating backwards, suppressing the blood in his chest, perhaps in his opinion, only in this way could he alleviate some of the pain.

Knowing that he finally fell out of the ring and fell into the crowd, his sluggish consciousness still thinks so.

"How so?"

Chai Dingfang, who originally fell into the ring, had the last few memories, he didn't understand why he was forced to this point, his eyes looked along his chest, "It turns out, did you keep your hand......"

The blood marks on his chest turned his white robe completely red, and the long blood stains peeled off the flesh and white silk inside.

If he went any further, he would have died under the ring, but now he couldn't bear the heart-stirring feeling of tearing.

Indeed, Hao Jian hesitated for a while at the end, and also withdrew his hand, and his palm shifted slightly by a short margin, that is, this slight aside, and it also bypassed Chai Dingfang's life.