Chapter Ninety-Three: The Vicious Luo Xiong

Zheng Hao solved the battle easily and happily, and a cold sweat broke out on the heads of the male disciples who were close to him, this is definitely the rhythm of being played to death, and when I see Zheng Hao in the future, I must not offend, like Fang Heng, I usually provoke Zheng Hao, but I actually lost so aggrieved, it was so pitiful.

And those female disciples didn't think so, mainly because they were all cute by Zheng Hao, and they didn't notice Zheng Hao's calculations at all. However, Zheng Hao also feels that when is the time to transform, after all, he is about to pass the age of Meng Zhengtai, and it is time to transform into a rich and handsome.

Zheng Hao left the competition venue while thinking wildly, it was still early before the afternoon game, Zheng Hao planned to study the other people's combat methods first. To be honest, although this world is a world of martial artists, there are not many people with the spirit of martial arts, otherwise Zheng Hao would not have become so black-bellied under the influence of his ears and eyes. There is a rule in the education of the master that all those who are called why are basically wild people, they do not have a teacher, so they can go to chivalry without scruples, but as a person with a teacher, before doing things, they must consider the teacher, and cannot bring unnecessary trouble to the teacher, but it is also the protection of the teacher, so when doing things outside, they must also consider the face of the teacher, generally speaking, do not take the initiative to find trouble, but they must not be timid and afraid of things, and discredit the teacher.

Back at the underground base, Zheng Hao began to study the remaining fifteen games at the same time, and after a cursory look, Zheng Hao ordered the main base to build a hologram of the game numbered sixteen, because tomorrow Zheng Hao's opponent will be the winner of the sixteenth field.

If Zheng Hao wants to continue to preserve his strength in the next game, then he must study the opponent's fighting style, habits, and psychological state in battle in advance. Just when Zheng Hao was studying his opponent tomorrow, his opponent tomorrow was also studying him, but his opponent did not have such good conditions, and his opponent could only be understood through the retelling of his younger brothers.

However, the qualifications of those who are willing to be the little brothers are not high, and there are naturally very few things that can be seen. Most of the images that can be retold have been added to the fire, so the effect of this kind of intelligence collection is naturally far worse than the images taken by Zheng Hao through electronic mosquitoes and holographic processing by the main system.

In the afternoon, Zheng Hao arrived at the martial arts competition early, in fact, in this sect martial arts competition, Zheng Hao's real opponent is only one person, that is, another person who knocked out the thunder sound, Luo Xiong. So Zheng Hao came so early to be able to see Luo Xiong's fighting style with his own eyes, although holograms can basically shoot everything, but there are some things that are invisible.

For example, the aura of a warrior, this is something that cannot be photographed, and can only be felt by relying on the keen sense of a warrior. Luo Xiong was not the same as Zheng Hao, but stood on the competition when the competition was about to start, and I don't know if it was a special arrangement in the Zhenwu Sect, if nothing else, Zheng Hao and Luo Xiong would only meet in the final finals.

As soon as Luo Xiong walked to the arena, he released his aura, which was a very special range of suppression, as long as he was shrouded in that range, he would have an unconscious sense of depression. Many lower-level disciples present, especially those at and below the innate level, had an unconscious sense of fear.

Zheng Hao was also shrouded in Luo Xiong's aura, Zheng Hao obviously felt a strong murderous and dead aura, this kind of momentum mixed with murderous and dead aura, and only the kind of people who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood can produce it, and those disciples who are congenital and below have never killed people, not even chickens, so they will have that strong sense of fear.

And those with higher realms have basically participated in the killing, so there is no such heavy reaction, and Zheng Hao, are there still fewer people who died in the hands of Zheng Hao? Therefore, this kind of aura can only be used to deal with rookies, and it is basically ineffective for Zheng Hao. At this time, Luo Xiong's opponent also came.

His opponent looked on the thin side, with two medium-length daggers at his waist and a dark cyan shortfight outfit, which looked like a warrior who took the high agility route. I saw that person came to the stage, but when he came to power, that person's face changed slightly, and then returned to normal, it seems that he is also a person who has been killed, it seems that there are many people in this sect who are more capable than others.

I saw that the person also released his aura, although it was a little weaker, but it could also block Luo Xiong's aura, and the person was about to introduce himself, Luo Xiong said: "I'm not interested in remembering the name of the loser." As soon as this sentence came out, it aroused the fighting spirit of that person and said, "I hope you don't regret it." ”

Then that person disappeared, of course, this disappearance was only in the eyes of those innate disciples, and the innate disciples could see an illusory shadow at worst. Zheng Hao naturally saw it clearly, Luo Xiong waved his arm lightly, blocking the person's dagger, and the dagger cut a wound on Luo Xiong's arm.

The man sneered, "You are a disciple of the Body Refining Stream!" We all know that the disciples of the body refining flow have muscles in their heads, how can they be compared to our disciples of the rapid flow, no matter how strong your physique is, no matter how great your strength is, what can you do, what is the use if you can't fight. Just when that person sneered, he didn't notice that a bloodthirsty light flashed in Luo Xiong's eyes. However, Zheng Hao noticed it, Zheng Hao touched his head, and said in an undetectable voice: "I didn't expect this guy to have war stress reaction disorder, so he will lick blood next!" ”

Sure enough, Luo Xiong licked the blood on his arm and smiled viciously: "Just such a little attack power? It's so weak! The man was obviously enraged by Luo Xiong's provocation, and he didn't speak, and ran towards Luo Xiong again, Luo Xiong didn't make a move, just blocked, blocking his arm with blood, but everyone was blocked by blood, and they didn't see that those wounds had recovered at an incredible speed.

The man finally stopped, panting and said, "How's it going?" Luo Xiong smiled cruelly: "It's really boring, you better get out!" With that, Luo Xiong suddenly burst forward, kicked the man unconscious, and then threw the man out of the ring like a dead dog.