Chapter 112: The figure who fell in the bloody battle

'Whew!'

The two figures with momentum like a rainbow and a shadow like the wind collided together.

It's like fire and water, and strong sparks are sparked.

'Bang, bang!'

Jumping into the air, the two punched and kicked, the speed was very fast, and the force was extremely strong.

'Whew!'

After a short fight, they each turned over and shot back, and even the sound of rubbing could be heard in the ring where the magic circle was blessed.

"Sevenfold Realm, you want to win me?" Looking at the figure opposite, he was slightly startled in his heart.

You must know that when you first saw Bai Yi, it was just a heavy realm.

"It's enough to deal with you!" Bai Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his momentum did not decrease.

"The ability is not very good, but the tone is not small, look at how I crush you today. Yin Rizhao clenched his fists, and a cold glint flashed between his eyes.

"Crushing? Just because you are qualified?" Hearing the word "crushing", he was actually very unhappy in his heart.

This is the pain in Bai Yi's heart that he can't forget for a long time, so he wants to prove himself, he wants to gain self-confidence, and he wants to have a strength that others can't shake.

'Whew!'

Immediately, Bai Yi took the lead, jumped directly into the air, and condensed his fist.

'Whew!'

Seeing this, Yin Rizhao smiled disdainfully.

Seeing Bai Yi's fist slammed over, Yin Rizhao reacted very quickly, dodged sideways, and kicked over with a strong kick.

"Humph!"

Bai Yi snorted coldly, and was about to dodge, but his mind was spinning rapidly, and he actually hit it closely.

'Bang, bang!'

There was a sharp pain in his stomach, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth.

On the other hand, Yin Rizhao shook his slightly dull head, and the part of his jaw began to show faint bloated marks.

"Damn it!"

Yin Rizhao frowned, his anger burned, his proud heroic posture was destroyed, and he immediately felt the urge to kill.

Immediately, the two of them seemed to have a deadly style of fighting, you punched, I punched, punched to the flesh.

On the viewing platform, several people were also a little nervous.

"Bai Yu, he, what is he?" Looking at the figure whose clothes were almost covered with blood, Yan Ziyu was very worried.

"It's okay, big brother will definitely win!" Although he said this, he still had a sad feeling.

"Why don't they use the power of the spirit?" This kind of hand-to-hand combat is not chosen by ordinary people unless they have enough confidence in their own strength.

If you wrap your body with the power of the spirit, your strength will definitely increase by more than ten times, and this kind of battle will definitely hurt the enemy and yourself.

"Between heaven and earth, the exercises that can move mountains and seas, and the secret techniques that can change one's life against the sky, are all auxiliary foreign objects after all, and only one's own strength is the king. On the side, Chai Yuyan, who put away the fan and watched quietly, said.

Even Yang Jun nodded slightly, although Yin Rizhao was not outstanding in the past, but he had accumulated a lot of money and paid a lot in secret, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he could not be underestimated until now.

In the flow of people, there are also heated discussions.

"Hey, that kid is really fighting, don't want to die?" Seeing the two of them fighting with bloody flesh and blood, a middle-aged man also shook his head and sighed.

"I see, they're brain-broken, and it's no wonder that they don't lose both. "It's almost like there's a table of delicacies in front of you, and someone wants to eat that stiff cold steamed bun.

"I don't think that's the case, I think, that kid doesn't have much strength, I'm afraid that he will be completely defeated by using the power of the spirit, maybe there will be a little chance to fight hard like this!" the other young man shook his head and scoffed.

"You don't have the strength, you don't have the strength to work hard for so long, why don't you go up and try it?" the young man who was optimistic about Bai Yi stood up and fought back.

"Hmph, you!" Of course, he naturally catches whoever is not pleasing to the eye, and asks him to go up by himself, then it is better to find a hole to get into, and he will not be able to show his eyes in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

'Bang, bang!'

In the middle of the ring, I saw Bai Yi's bloody hook punch hitting Yin Rizhao's jaw, and another fist also surged in.

'Poof!'

Two blood stains sprayed into the air, hair was scattered, and clothes were tattered.

'Boom!'

Despite this, the two pairs of eyes full of fireworks did not go out, but rose.

Almost at the same moment, the two of them kicked each other in the chest with a powerful kick before backing away.

'Whew!'

On the originally clean ring, blood marks appeared.

"Zhao'er!" Not far away, looking at such an embarrassed figure, the man's heart was painful.

'Whew, whew!'

Droplets of blood slowly slipped from the black threads, ran down the eyelashes, and soaked through the clothes.

I saw that Bai Yi, who was dressed in white, was already bloodstained, and his body was purple and blue.

The breeze blew and blew the burgundy hair.

In his eyes, he revealed an unyielding, unforgiving, and fearless will.

"How's it going, does it taste good?" Bai Yi straightened up and smiled not at all.

"Heh, each other, but I didn't expect that you would be able to resist!" Yin Rizhao wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his fingers and twisted his muscles and bones.

Looking closely, although Yin Rizhao is also scarred, it is only reflected on his face.

His clothes were not damaged in the slightest, and even if he didn't use the power of the spirit to protect his body, the robe wrapped around his body could block three points of strength for him.

It can be seen that Yin Rizhao is wearing high-grade spiritual objects, not ordinary silk brocade.

"Okay, look at your current appearance, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts. Although Bai Yi was sure to defeat him with the power of the Spiritual Evil, since that time, he had left a deep imprint in his heart.

Therefore, he wanted to find the pleasure in the darkness through hand-to-hand combat, enjoy the trembling pain, and soak in the baptism of blood.

"You... Let's take a look at you first and see how long you can last. "There are hundreds of thousands of eyes gathered here, but he made it look like this, and he must be uncomfortable in his heart.

Strength is one thing, and appearance cannot be ignored.

"Really? I've always been hard. I see that you still use the power of the spirit, so as not to be beaten all over the ground by me to find teeth, this is not good-looking!" Bai Yi smiled lightly and stood in the wind.

"Haha, is it unbearable? If you can't hold it, you can use the power of the spirit, lest I be careful and abolish you in front of so many people, wouldn't it be useless?" At this moment, if he takes the lead in using the power of the spirit, what will outsiders think of it, they will only cast a look of contempt.

What is he doing now, in order to prove himself, and in order to show the world, he is the best among the young generation.

Who has no ambition in his heart, and whose dream has never had ripples of pride.

As the so-called human words are terrifying, the strength of half of his own foot to step into the Dan realm is in front of him, and if he competes with a kid from the Sevenfold Gangsha Realm, and takes the lead in using the power of the Spiritual Evil, wouldn't it be a joke.

"I'm a man of natural contrarian nature, and he wants to defeat me unless he walks over my corpse. Bai Yi clenched his fists, his eyes full of wolfish cruelty and blood.

'Whew!'

I saw him leap up violently, and viscous blood floated in the air.

"I'm also the kind of style that knows that there are tigers in the mountains, and prefers the tiger mountain, if I don't break you, what kind of grand plan and hegemony are I talking about?" Yin Rizhao's eyes were cold, and the dark ring between his knuckles lit up slightly.

'Bang, bang!'

A punch missed, Bai Yi's right hand directly grabbed Yin Rizhao's arm, pulled it towards his chest, and the two heads collided hard.

Blood burst out, which aroused the smell of gunpowder between the two even more, and the drowsy minds exuded a strong madness.

They don't use any weapons, their fists become weapons, and their bodies are weapons, and at the cost of blood and pain, they dig out each other's will to stick to each other little by little.

"Zhao'er...!" In the distance, on the viewing platform, the figure saw this, but he was helpless.

He could only pray in his heart that if the price of winning was to seriously injure his son, he would rather not.

Recalling the figure in his memory that still waved his fists in the cold snow and sweated like rain under the scorching sun, as a father, he could only support him silently behind his back.

Yin Rizhao has no mother since he was a child, and he is always alone in his own world.

Although Yin Tianzheng adopted a abandoned baby, it did not change his fixed temperament.

Although they depend on each other, there are things that cannot be replaced by others, and there is no such thing as nothing.

Therefore, Yin Rizhao has been working hard, but it is a pity that the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, and Yang Jun appeared in the imperial capital, leaving them far away, and they can only look at the back that has been standing in the wind.

The pent-up emotions in their hearts exploded, and the smell of blood precipitated in their breaths made them even more manic.

Punching and punching the flesh, the pleasure is countless times stronger than venting against a big stone.

"Crazy, crazy, the two of them are completely crazy!" Under the ring, almost nine out of ten people could not describe their mood at the moment.

The bloody level of the scene is unbearable to look at.

"Uh... Many young women closed their eyes directly, and their hearts churned.

The two handsome boys who were still personable before, became like this in a blink of an eye.

"Bai Yu, why is he suffering?" In Yan Ziyu's heart, it was just a martial arts test, even if he won the last place, it didn't matter.

But seeing Bai Yi working so hard so heartily, there was no way to stop him if he couldn't figure it out.

On the side, Yan Qingxuan held her pink fist, silent, and her eyes did not move.

The same is true for Yang Jun, who seems to see the path he should take in the future.

As for Chai Yu, he sighed slightly.

In his mind, there is still a journey far more bumpy and full of thorns to go than this, and if it fails, it will be a catastrophe.

Everything has disappeared, years of hard work have been in vain, and God has never shown mercy to anyone, so he can only rely on himself.

"Ahhh

At this moment, in the ring, the two seemed to be enchanted and fought in a blur.

Even if Yin Rizhao wore a spiritual robe, the blood stains were also soaked.

'Bang bang bang!'

At this time, Yin Rizhao suddenly exerted more force, and shook his fist violently.

Bai Yi was so fast that he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, how could he just be below, Yin Rizhao was above his body, and he pressed down with his fist like this, and the force was more violent.

In my current situation, it is really difficult to fight back.

So the only way to do this is to block it and retreat at the same time.

'Whew!'

The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, Bai Yi found the fulcrum of the follow-up force, and the strength between his arms converged.

And that Yin Rizhao kept swinging his fist, and his strength had been consumed, so he naturally had to pause for a breath to recharge his strength.

It was this gap that he had eyed, and it was the best time to fight back.

is the so-called snake hitting seven inches, there was no chance before, and now Yin Rizhao can't spare the strength to protect the vital point.

I saw Bai Yi clenching his fists, facing the center of his eyebrows, this slammed over, Yin Rizhao was afraid that he would be knocked down.

'Buzz!'

Yin Rizhao also understood, but his hands couldn't gather strength for a while.

His eyes were blood-red, and he was filled with coldness, and his breath revealed a piercing coldness.

'Whew!'

Suddenly, I saw Yin Rizhao raise his legs, and a slight arc appeared in the eye.

The suddenness of the arrival was also very fast, and no one expected it.

And even Yin Rizhao himself didn't react to what happened, it seemed to be a subconscious action.

It's just that the spirit boots he wore on his feet flashed faintly.

And many people don't observe this, after all, it's too subtle.

'Whew!'

Bai Yi was like a kite with a broken string, being knocked out by this sudden force.

If it was just a force of their hand-to-hand combat, he would still be able to withstand it, but this power that was blessed with the power of spiritual evil, for him at present, was like a starfall attacking, unstoppable.

'Bang, bang!'

He fell to the ground so hard that no one wanted to catch him.

Maybe it's because it's bloodstained and dirty, maybe it's because it's defeated, you can't enjoy the glory of victory, or maybe no one recognizes it.