The situation took a turn for the worse, this Zhang Xian really didn't cover it, and he learned the lesson of his cousin's blood, knowing that once he was close to him, he would definitely not be able to fight this monster with brute force, he reacted very quickly, immediately abandoned the sword, kicked his foot on the ground, and the person jumped up, it turned out that the fake Su Junbao's figure was shorter than the other party, he controlled Zhang Xian's upper body, but his legs did not reach the ground, so he had no way to borrow strength, Zhang Xian was buckled by his neck, and he could still jump up.

I saw Zhang Xian jump into the air, his body fell backwards, and he took the fake Su Junbao on his back and smashed it heavily on the battle platform.

In this way, not only can he temporarily avoid the danger of being suppressed by Su Junbao on the battle platform, but Su Junbao himself on his back has become Zhang Xian's falling meat pad, bearing the weight of the two of them, as well as Zhang Xian's deliberate strength.

"Bang!"

The two tightly entangled figures smashed heavily on the stage, and people could feel the heavy blows suffered by Su Junbao below.

But just like that, he still didn't let go of the hand that was holding his opponent's neck and arms, as long as he was wrapped around his physical skills, the body was like an iron lock, locked to the opponent until he was strangled to death.

The people of Nanhua Mansion frowned when they looked at the battle platform, they all knew that it was a very simple hand-to-hand combat trick, called the lock technique, which ordinary people could learn.

Zhang Xian suppressed above, seemingly dominating, but his joints were all locked by his opponent, and he was actually unable to exert his strength, and he could no longer pose any threat to his opponent.

If you don't find a way to break free from the other party's grip, it will be a matter of time before you die.

No one thought that this young man relied on brute strength, although he couldn't use a blade, and he didn't practice too advanced martial arts, but his hand-to-hand combat skills were so good, and he didn't expect that he could still grit his teeth and hold on after Zhang Zhiyang's heavy blow.

If everyone lets go of fighting, they have a hundred ways to deal with this kind of hand-to-hand combat tactics, all kinds of sword qi in the air, palm fist techniques, can hammer this primitive trick of street hooligan fighting to the fullest.

But once they were suppressed to a low-level realm similar to him, they were restrained everywhere.

Zhang Xian's tall body was still churning on the fake Su Junbao, desperately trying to break free from the other party's clamps, but in the end, his strength to struggle became smaller and smaller, until he stood still.

He died, exactly like Zhang Ling before, strangled to death!

"Who else!"

The fake Su Junbao threw away Zhang Xian's corpse, his clothes and hair were scattered, but he raised his fists high, and his tall figure was full of incomparable momentum, panting for breath to meet the cheers around him.

He won, and he strangled two powerful opponents alive with his tactics that seemed almost crappy to outsiders, and won honor for the Northern Plains, who were not without genius in the backwoods.

"Yay, big brother is amazing!"

Yan Guiyi jumped up with joy, he knew that the big brother was actually much more powerful than this, and he had never lost.

Alasha also laughed, she remembered the situation with the little master in the practice room, it was also like this, but the little master was not willing to strangle her to death.

The Northern Regions were jubilant, and the big names on the stage were all silent, and no one in Nanhua Mansion, including Lan Ying, stood up, because they all knew very well that the strength of the Zhang brothers was at the middle and upper level among their group, and Lan Ying was a little stronger than him, but he was not very sure.

The key is that this is not a competition at all, the other party has already killed two people in a row, and he doesn't care about killing a few more, he can go to the stage, that is if he doesn't win, he will die, and Lan Ying has no confidence to make this bet.

As for the others, it's even more useless.

As long as no one can crack the opponent's hand-to-hand combat tactics, it will be in vain for them to go up.

It's not a question of losing, it's a matter of dying.

The same problem arose with the people of the Northern Plains, and now it was their turn.

However, fortunately, the people of Nanhua Province knew that the Golden Armor Guards would not force them to come to power like the people of the Northern Regions.

The face is gone, and the life can be saved for the time being.

In the face of the ridicule around them, they could only act as ostriches and pretend to be dead, who would have thought that in this poor and remote place that they all looked down on, there would be such a freak.

"What's up? If no one from Nanhua comes to power, can the competition be declared over? Xiyue Guojun laughed, looking extremely happy.

"Yes, our Northern Regions Mangyuan is a small place, but we won't lose to you!" Immediately someone chimed in,

Xue Wuye's expression master smiled a little bitterly, he had practiced swordsmanship for many years, but in the end, he couldn't compare to the street hooligan fighting tricks of a hairy boy.

But he didn't care too much, because Su Junbao's tactics are only useful under certain circumstances, and no one cares if you are in the same realm in actual combat.

"The end?"

Tuoba Hankong looked at the people in Nanhua Mansion who were all ostriches pretending to be dead, and then looked at the fake Su Junbao on the stage, and suddenly showed a weird smile, only to see a little under his feet, and he didn't see any movement, far away, people had already appeared on the stage, standing in front of the fake Su Junbao, the speed was so fast, like a volley.

"Boy, you're very capable!"

Tuoba Hankong stood in front of the fake Su Junbao, constantly looking up and down, his eyes were neither yin nor yang.

"Humph!"

Fake Su Junbao didn't answer, it seemed that he didn't have much of a good face for the person in front of him. Zhensu Junbao was far away, his pupils shrank, and what he was most worried about was still coming.

"That's right, according to the rules, you won, but Ben Gongzi has heard some interesting rumors, suspecting that you have hidden your strength, you are not a martial artist in the Yuanying Realm at all, I heard that you can defeat the strong people in the ancient realm, right?" Tuoba Hankong said.

"Boom!"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves, Su Junbao's innate divine power is beyond doubt, there is no opponent in his realm, but to say that at his young age, he can defeat many people who are unattainable masters of the ancient realm, that is no one who has never seen it will not believe it.

That's.

can be Tuoba Gongzi's identity, and what he says will not be groundless for no reason, unless he loses so much that he doesn't even want to lose face, and forcibly frames him.

"I seem to have heard some rumors about this little national teacher earlier, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"What is really false, if you want me to say, it is that the people of the Central Empire can't lose and can't come to power, and they hold up some rumors from the other side. Deliberately made excuses for these people...... What can't be done? ”

"That is, this little national teacher is talented and powerful, and he will be able to achieve great things in the future, and it is inevitable that he will be talked about a lot, and it will be spread to the gods, but if he can defeat the master of the ancient realm, then who will not believe it, but unfortunately, the Central Empire will not let such a good seedling grow, and he may use some method to frame and get rid of him."

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