Of course, Ronnie knew Song Yulong, and Song Yulong already had a reputation as a genius five years ago.

Under normal circumstances, Ronnie knew that he was definitely not Song Yulong's opponent, so he had already prepared for the worst when he stepped into the ring today.

"The little genius of the Bai family, Song Yulong, who has the name of the top ten geniuses of the Holy City, but the more famous thing is to ask Song Yulong, the son of Liu, to ask Liu, I don't know how many good women have been corrupted, you shouldn't be in this ring today."

Ronnie said to Song Yulong.

Listening to Ronnie's tone, Song Yulong looked Ronnie up and down, found that he didn't know him, and said:

"Since you know me, you dare to come up, and you have the guts. I'll let you know today that you're not worthy of appearing in front of this beauty. ”

After Song Yulong finished speaking, he was not polite, and hit Ronnie first. For Song Yulong, only women are worthy of his polite words, and they are beauties.

Ronnie didn't expect Song Yulong, who was obviously injured, to be so arrogant that he didn't need half an hour of pranayama time to take the lead. But now that Song Yulong has already made a move, of course Ronnie will not give in.

I saw Ronnie with a short waist, holding a knife in both hands, and picking Song Yulong's wrist obliquely.

Song Yulong sneered, and the folding fan in his hand shifted and pointed at the spine of Ronnie's single knife, leading Ronnie's knife off the course, while Song Yulong's body fluttered up like catkins.

"Drink."

Ronnie felt a strange force coming from the spine of the knife, and the knife uncontrollably deviated from direction. Ronnie burst into a shout, dragged the knife back upside down, and smashed the back of the knife into Song Yulong's waist.

If it were someone else, who could not borrow force in the air, he would inevitably be injured under this blow.

But Song Yulong's moves were very strange, flying in the air, he was like a willow leaf blown by the wind, fluttering in the direction of the back of the knife.

Song Yulong, who was swinging, opened the folding fan, shook the folding fan gently, and several thin needles shot out from the folding fan bone.

The thin needle is not a hidden device, but the unique design of the folding fan shoots out the power in the shape of a needle.

This attack already has the appearance of transforming strength, the difference is that the transformation attack of the transformation martial artist is everywhere, while Song Yulong's attack can only be sent from the folding fan bone.

But even this caught Ronnie off guard.

The distance between Ronnie and Song Yulong is only an arm's length, and at such a short distance, although Ronnie wants to dodge Song Yulong's attack, he can do it, but it makes him lose the first move, and from then on he will be pressed and beaten by Song Yulong, and it will be difficult to turn over.

Of course, Ronnie didn't want this kind of result, Ronnie, who had already prepared in his heart, touched the rule black box on his waist with his left hand, and skillfully touched one side of the rule black box with his fingers.

Others couldn't see it, but Zhu Yuan clearly felt that on the black box of rules, a line that he had drawn in advance lit up, and it was a pattern that belonged to the winding rules.

The regular lines that had been drawn in advance were suddenly wrapped around Ronnie's fingers, and Ronnie felt the strength of his fingers and even his arms like pouring strong oil, rolling all at once, and the pain in his heart made Ronnie sweat coldly.

Ronnie gritted his teeth, mentally trying to perceive the mysterious and mysterious feeling on his arm, it was a mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if it contained the truth of heaven and earth, and wanted to attract his whole mind to it.

Ronnie remembered Zhu Yuan's words, firmly remembered this mysterious and mysterious feeling, waved his left arm, and said unconsciously in the air: "Entangled." ”

Then Ronnie felt that between heaven and earth, the invisible silk threads were entangled in the ring, and Song Yulong, whose body was fluttering strangely, and the thin needles of strength shot were all more or less blocked by these silk threads, especially Song Yulong, whose body was obviously stagnant.

Seeing this, Ronnie was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the pain in his left arm, and his right hand used enough strength to slash the knife at Song Yulong.

On the other hand, Song Yulong's face obviously showed a stunned expression.

His self-created Jade Willow Body Exercises, the countless masters who have helped him defeat, and no one has ever been able to break his Jade Willow Body.

And at this time, I didn't think that Ronnie, who was obviously inferior to himself in strength, didn't know how to entangle his body.

Song Yulong struggled his body hard, feeling as if his body was tied by a silk rope, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of it.

But Song Yulong didn't have time anymore, and Ronnie's sword was fleeting, and it had already slashed in front of him.

In a hurry, Song Yulong only had time to protect the folding fan in his hand on his chest, and the knife had already been chopped.

With a bang, the knife slashed on the folding fan, and the knife shattered. The shattered sword gang is like a goddess scattering flowers, flying in all directions.

This time, Song Yulong couldn't dodge, but he had time to protect his face, and the broken knives had already shot at him overwhelmingly.

After "coughing up" for a long time, Song Yulong coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in a row. He stood up straight, his expression hideous.

"Good, good, good."

Song Yulong said a few good words in a row, without saying a word, he used his blood-stained left hand to move on the jade dragon pattern on the folding fan, and then pointed his fingers heavily on the jade dragon's eye.

With a dragon groan, a blood-colored jade dragon broke away from the folding fan and pounced on Ronnie.

At this time, Ronnie was also uncomfortable, and the strength in his left arm polluted by the rules was chaotic, and one left arm seemed to be not his own. This also led to the fact that when Dao Gang injured Song Yulong, Ronnie did not follow up in time and expanded the results.

At this time, seeing the blood dragon pounce with its teeth and claws, Ronnie gritted his teeth, pressed his left hand on the back of the knife and pressed it on the side of the black box representing the vitality of the wood system.

When the regular lines of the wood vitality line lit up, Ronnie felt the thick vitality of the whole body and the earth pouring into his body, and all the pain and discomfort just now disappeared without a trace, and another mysterious feeling appeared again. But at this time, Ronnie didn't have the heart to feel.

He raised his knife in his right hand and swooped down on the blood dragon, and one person and one dragon collided together.

After a brief stalemate, Ronnie let out a loud shout, and the knife in his right hand was slashed. The knife pierced the blood dragon and cut the blood dragon in half, and the long knife couldn't withstand the force and broke with a bang.

Ronnie threw away the broken knife and pounced on Song Yulong with his bare hands.

Song Yulong He had been attacked like this, and was briefly stunned by Ronnie's hideous appearance. By the time he came to his senses, Ronnie had fallen in front of him.

Song Yulong instinctively raised his arm to block it, but where was the opponent of Ronnie, who was full of strength and vitality by the wood system at this time. After a few strokes, Song Yulong was only left to be beaten.

The audience only heard the ring, bang, bang, punches and kicks to the end. After a full quarter of an hour, Song Yulong's body was thrown high and fell from the ring.

Song Yulong, who was lying on the ground, had a blue nose and swollen eyes, was unrecognizable, and was unconscious on the ground.

Everyone looked up, only to see that on the ring, Ronnie's clothes were torn, and he shouted with his bare chest:

"Who else!"