(Kun was actually ordered to be harmonious, and changed it to emmm)

Wei Zhuang's face was solid and sturdy, it was a lot red, and nosebleeds splashed out, and his handsome face was ruined.

This made Wei Zhuang dizzy and didn't have time to react, but Jiang Kun quickly took the ball, and Dapeng knocked it on the ground like wings, and it was transported to Wei Zhuang.

Close, Wei Zhuang has no power to resist.

Jiang Kun took advantage of the situation and pushed it on his shoulder, and Wei Zhuang flew upside down and flew out of the stage, and was caught by a kind of person in the audience.

Jiang Kun put away the ball, swirled it on his index finger, and then grinned and said, "Accept it." ”

Wei Zhuang struggled to get up, touched his injured face, and his hands trembled a little.

But he dared not speak in anger, and did not leave any words, as if he had been greatly hurt, turned around and ran.

Everyone in Qinbei whispered in the audience.

"This Jiang Kun, he didn't use spells just now, right? That doesn't require a six-stage cultivation at all. ”

"Defeat Zhaotai's oracle with just one ball."

"It's too much!"

"But it's really worthy of being the divine envoy of southern Guangdong, it's really powerful."

"Who else can beat him if he cultivates to the sixth stage?"

“……”

For a while, no one dared to go on stage, and after a while, another oracle jumped up.

The oracle was an ordinary-looking man, not too young, wearing a greasy white shirt and trousers. He pulled a short stick out of his pants pocket, as if it were his magic weapon.

"Dongxu Shrine, Weng Yaocheng, come and ask for advice."

He didn't talk nonsense and put on a fighting stance.

"Then you're welcome!"

Jiang Kun smiled, and the basketball spinning on his index finger fell to the ground, and then he moved violently, rushing in front of Weng Yaocheng like a whirlwind, and spun the ball towards his face.

Weng Yaocheng seemed to be the divine envoy of the physical arts school, unhurried, flashed sideways, and the short stick swirled lightly, hitting his arm.

The latter was frightened, dropped the ball and retreated, making a surprised sound.

However, although the ball was lost, it bounced back by itself as if it knew how to find its owner.

Weng Yaocheng didn't give him the slightest chance, pinched the trick with one hand, and attacked Jiang Kun with a short stick in the other. Swing a stick and take the opponent's head.

The spell was also cast at this time, and the short stick became longer violently, which caught Jiang Kun, who had retreated and was ready to dodge, off guard.

"Shield!" He didn't know what secret method he used, and suddenly a transparent shield unfolded at the vital point.

Weng Yaocheng's long stick hit the shield hard, and was slightly blocked, but it still broke the light shield.

It's just that little blockage is enough for Jiang Kun to dodge.

Everyone in the audience watched Jiang Kun deflated, and couldn't help but shout, "Okay!" Voice.

"It's really worthy of Dongxu's oracle."

"Sure enough, there is a hand."

"Come on!"

Weng Yaocheng failed to strike a blow, regrouped, and attacked Jiang Kun like a bison.

Jiang Kun put away the smile on his face, and seemed to be serious.

His ball arced with golden lightning and looked a little more powerful. As Weng approached, he quickly dribbled and moved away, distancing himself from him and looking for opportunities.

For a while, the two fought back and forth, testing each other on the edge of winning and missing.

It's kind of like a two-person turn.

It was the mutual temptation that lasted for two minutes, and the attack and defense of the two became more and more dangerous.

Two or three times in one hand, there was a dull sound when the punching bag was hit.

Xi Anyu looks very exciting, but he can't see why.

It would be nice if there was an explanation.

He looked at the green lantern god, this guy was still grinding with the green lantern purple, probably not being able to talk about cross talk. Look at Hua Shan Qian again, she is very nervous about the game on the scene, and the scene where Weng Yaocheng occasionally eats deflated makes her frightened.

Only Lin Yawu seemed to understand something, and she was frowning.

Xi Anyu reached out and touched her shoulder, "Eh, Xiao Wu, what's the situation now." ”

"Weng Yaocheng is going to lose." Lin Yawu, who was concentrating on observing and learning, didn't care about Xi Anyu's small movements.

"Doesn't it look like they're evenly matched?" Xi Anyu stood beside Lin Yawu and expressed his opinion.

"Weng Yaocheng's physical strength is not as good as that of the surnamed Jiang, and the surname Jiang seems to have reservations, and Weng Yaocheng has already taken out all his abilities."

"I'm going to lose again." Xi Anyu sighed: "Then you can beat that guy?" ”

Lin Yawu tilted her head and looked at the man next to her, only to find that it was Xi Anyu who was communicating with her, and suddenly felt deflated, and replied with a "hum": "It didn't work before, but it's hard to say now." ”

Then continue to watch the fight on the scene.

"Oh." This answer made Xi Anyu feel a little intriguing.

It used to be weak at the Xiangyuan deer, but has it become stronger here?

As he was talking, Weng Yaocheng on the stage seemed to be hit in the abdomen by Jiang Kun with a ball of lightning because of his lack of physical strength, and he flew out upside down.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

Weng Yaocheng struggled to stabilize his body, and a long mark was drawn on the ground under his feet.

The opponent will definitely take this opportunity to chase after the victory, Weng Yaocheng didn't have time to adjust his breathing, so he could only cross his hands and block the thunderous blow that would be chased later.

I don't know if I can stop it, but if I don't do anything, I'll lose!

However, Weng Yaocheng only settled down, and saw the ball suddenly enlarged in front of him, flashing with thunder, as if it was rushing towards it like a train.

It's impossible to stop!

He closed his eyes, ready to be seriously injured.

Seeing that Weng Yaocheng was about to be hit hard, suddenly an external force struck, and the ball with lightning was knocked out.

The crowd exclaimed again.

After coming back to his senses, he found that it was Weng Yaocheng's god who rescued him.

I can't remember the name of the god.,It's a god of the Heavenly Xuan Realm at Dongxu Shrine.,Oh yes.,It seems to be the one who is more anxious.。

"Come down, Weng Yaocheng." The god said coldly, his voice a little displeased.

I don't know if it's dissatisfaction with Weng Yaocheng, or dissatisfaction with Jiang Kun's pursuit of victory.

Maybe it's both.

Weng Yaocheng was unwilling, but he could only clasp his fists and salute Jiang Kun and retreat.

"You're pretty good." Jiang Kun responded, and he didn't know whether it was praise or ridicule.

"I think I can still fight, is there anyone else? There are big guys who have cultivated to the seventh stage, and they can also come to communicate. He reached out and summoned the basketball, slapped it twice in his hand, and glanced at the crowd below.

Originally, the "communication" between the divine envoys was only at the same level, and it was unfair to cross the realm.

But it's a mockery that he asks for this.

The people in Qinbei City were aggrieved for a while, and some of the divine envoys who had cultivated to the seventh stage were not on the top, nor were they on the top.

I won the battle, and there was no light on my face.

What if you still lose......

Just as the scene was silent, someone went up.