122 One foot can trample you to death

Shangguan Zhang looked at the young man in white who was standing proudly ten meters in front of him, and raised his nostrils and said disdainfully: "Bai Qingyang, let's admit defeat early." I can crush you with one hand! ”

There was a sigh and laughter below.

Mo Moxibustion's face did not change, the clouds were light and the wind was light as if he hadn't heard anything, and his tone was as light as the wind, but it magically made everyone hear it clearly, "Come on!" I don't use either hand, I trample you to death with one foot. ”

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

First, there was an irrepressible laugh, and then the laughter spread like it was contagious.

Even Luo Hua couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Only the Shangguan family's face was ugly.

The head of the Shangguan family snorted coldly, "It's only going to be quick for a while!" It's useless! ”

There was no one to refute his words. Because everyone knows that when the game officially starts, it will be clear as soon as it happens.

Bai Qingyang can only take advantage of it.

"You!" Shangguan Zhang's face turned red with anger, and his muscles bulged, "Okay, good!" Today I'm going to let you taste my awesomeness with this little white face! ”

As he spoke, the chilling fist wind mixed with cyan energy came towards the door of the ink moxibustion song.

"Wind Tiger Fist!" The exclamation sounded, Shangguan Zhang's natural strength was infinite, and this set of raw tiger fists was used by him to be even more tiger and vigorous.

It seemed that in the next second, Mo Moxibustion Ge's face would be hit by a punch, and his nose bone would be shattered.

Many people couldn't help but tilt their heads, unwilling to watch the bloody scene.

Although Bai Qingyang has now been reduced from a genius to a waste material, because of his superb talent and excellent appearance in the past, coupled with his temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away, many girls present once secretly admired him.

Even though he has become a waste now, they still don't want to see the beautiful face of the male god they once pursued being smashed by a punch.

"Boom!" A loud bang accompanied by the shattering of bones sounded as everyone expected.

A black parabola in the huge ring was thrown into the sky and smashed down again.

Dust is flying! The whole ring trembled twice.

The crowd looked up.

The 'boy' dressed in white was slowly retracting his feet.

Shangguan Zhang lay on the edge of the ring, his body collapsed to the ground like soft mud, his bones broken, and blood gushing.

The other young man in white was still as elegant as the wind, and gently patted the dust on his body, as if he had not experienced a life-and-death crisis just now, but leisurely drank a sip of afternoon tea.

The young men below scolded in their hearts, even if Bai Qingyang became a waste material, he still pretended to be a good one-handed!

However, they had to admit that the young man in the ring was indeed elegant and dazzling, and his light temperament unconsciously attracted the attention of others.

Then, I saw the white shadow flashing, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached Shangguan Zhang's side.

Mo Yan looked at the wide-eyed Guan Zhang, who couldn't believe it, Mo Moxibustion smiled happily, and stepped on his chest with his toes, "Young Master Ben said that one foot can trample you to death."

But I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you go for now. When the words fell, his right leg bent his knee and he kicked it.

Shangguan Zhangzhang once again turned into a parabola and fell straight into the ring.

There was silence.

White...... Hasn't Bai Qingyang become a waste? Shangguan Zhang, but the pinnacle of the green rank! He...... How did he do it?

Could it be that his strength has regained?!

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, some of the people who bullied Bai Qingyang when he couldn't use his strength shook violently.

If Bai Qingyang recovers his strength, they will be the first to be unlucky!

No! Wrong! Bai Qingyang didn't use his strength at all when he kicked out just now.

Everyone's eyes lit up, as long as he didn't use his strength, it proved that he didn't recover his strength at all. The previous kick should have relied on his own luck and the opponent's light enemy.

The reason why Bai Qingyang is known as a genius is not only because of his cultivation talent, but also because of his solidity and seriousness in basic body and martial arts.

The energy is gone, but the subconscious of the battle is still there.

It should be Shangguan Zhang's light enemy, so he was kicked away by Bai Qingyang! It must be so! Bai Wu and the others immediately made up a reasonable reason for themselves.

"Lord Luo Hua, did I win this game?" Imitating Bai Qingyang's voice, Moxibustion Geyun asked lightly.

Luo Hua came back to his senses in an instant and shouted loudly, "I announce, in the first game, Bai Qingyang won!" ”

Mo Moxibustion Ge did not have the slightest joy of winning on his face, and walked out of the ring with an indifferent face.

Not arrogant or impatient, good seedlings. The instructor on the referee's bench nodded in unison, and then sighed, but unfortunately, he couldn't use his strength. Blind with a good heart.

On the other side, where Moxibustion Song passed, the flow of people on both sides moved away as if organized, making way for her. It was as if I had seen some terrible creature.

The corners of Mo Moxibustion's mouth twitched, and he walked straight to the position of the Bai family and sat down beside Bai Qingying.

The rest of the Bai family members were all at least two meters away from Moxibustion Song as if they were hiding from the plague, jokes, during the time when Bai Qingyang lost his cultivation, they were the ones who fell into the well the most.

They didn't want to be the second person to be kicked by Bai Qingyang after Shangguan Zhang. It's a pity that they are all members of the Bai family, and they have nowhere to run if they want to. Now I can only pretend to be ostriches one by one, praying that Bai Qingyang can't see himself.

Bai Wu looked at Mo Moxibustion Ge, who was sitting next to Bai Qingying with a leisurely face, and his jaw creaked.

That Shangguan Zhang's strength is even much higher than him, how did Bai Qingyang do it? Has he regained his strength to such a strong point?

No! Wrong! If Bai Qingyang didn't rely on luck but on strength, then that day, he wouldn't let them bully.

Sensing the fiery gaze behind him, Mo Moxibustion raised his eyebrows and looked back.

Bai Wu was so frightened that he looked away, but the second he moved away, he regretted it!

Damn it! How could he be afraid of Bai Qingyang! Now Bai Qingyang is just a waste who has not cultivated!

Forcing himself to look at the ink moxibustion song, Bai Wu's eyes widened, and he tried to squeeze out a fierce expression.

Moxibustion Ge's eyes are faint, and his dark eyes are like an abyss that cannot be seen.

On that delicate face with light clouds, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and an inexplicable coldness instantly hit Bai Wu's whole body.

It's as if he's being haunted by the ghosts of hell.,My whole body chills.。

Moxibustion Ge snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze. It's just a guy who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, and he doesn't look at his own weight, and dares to bully her brother?

"What's wrong?" Sensing the changing aura of the Moxibustion Song, Bai Qingying, who was originally watching the game next to him, turned around and asked softly.

"Nothing." Mo Moxibustion Song had already withdrawn his gaze, and his ink eyes fell silent again.