Tang Wu's idea is really shameless, and it is typical that only the state officials set fires and do not allow the people to light the lamps.

He didn't want to think about himself, the competition in the ring was about to end, but he had murderous intentions, if it weren't for Xia Zheng wearing a close-fitting soft armor, I am afraid that he would already be a corpse at this time.

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When the whip head stabbed back at Xia Zheng, not only the audience in the audience exclaimed at this change, Tang San looked at the scene in the ring, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a feminine smile.

On the other side, Xia Wang Xia Se slapped the table and was ready to dodge and run out to save people, but he didn't want to be held down by the national teacher.

The national teacher shook his head: "The third prince is fine, but my king cares about it, have you forgotten that the third prince is wearing soft armor!"

"Hmph, the martial arts competition in the ring turned out to be deadly!, and the imperial energy on his body ......" King Xia looked at Tang Wu again before he finished speaking. Because Tang Wu made another move.

I saw Tang Wu at this time looking at Xia Zheng who was flying towards him, and as soon as he clenched his left fist and tightened his waist, his left fist instantly emitted a fierce firelight, just like the same move when he used the "Wuxiang Fist" before.

"Drink!" Tang Wu shouted, and punched the head of Xia Zheng who flew over.

"Ahh

"The third prince is in danger". The thought came to the minds of the audience. With the power of Tang Wu's previous use of the "Wuxiang Fist", if this punch hits, the third prince will not die or be disabled.

This punch did not surprise the audience, and Tang Wusha's big fist hit Xia Zheng solidly.

"Bang!" The table and stool in front of King Xia directly blew away, and others swept out with a bang. King Xia saw Tang Wu's movements and realized that Xia Tribulation was in danger, and directly burst out of the imperial energy in his body, and his movements flying out this time were so fast that even the national teacher didn't have time to stop it.

"Boy, you dare!" the king of Xia arrived before he could speak.

Tang Wu didn't pay attention to King Xia's roar at all, and even heard King Xia's roar, which only aroused the anger in his heart even more, and the fire of his left fist was even worse!

When the Xia King ran towards Tang Wu in the air, another voice came from the surroundings: "Hmph! The junior competition has not yet decided the winner or loser, is my king going to break the rules!"

For a while, people didn't react at all, and only heard two sounds, "boom!" and "boom!"

The first "boom" sounded at Tang Wu and Xia Zheng, and with the violent impact, people didn't see what was going on, only to see a figure flying upside down in the air doing parabolic motion.

"Bump..."The figure fell to the ring, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Tang Wu leaned forward, dragging the long whip in his right hand, clenching his fist slightly bent arm with his left hand, and keeping his head down in a diagonal punching posture.

Styling is just one word: handsome!

The second "boom" sounded, people faintly watched King Xia sweep out of the back of the ring, he ran halfway when a black shadow behind him caught up with him, and the two figures wrapped in imperial energy suddenly collided, making a louder explosion than before, and then King Xia also flew out sideways.

King Xia rolled in the air a few times, and actually landed in the ring.

"Bumper bumper bump..."King Xia's body rolled in the ring a few times, and then he rolled over and stood up, adjusted his pace and staggered for more than ten meters before stabilizing his figure, he looked around and looked at Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang family who was standing beside Tang Wu, with an angry face. Then he looked at Xia Zheng, who was lying in the ring and his life and death were unknown.

A few days ago, he was slapped away by the dragon, and now he is beaten by the ancestor of the Tang family and rolled on the ground.

"Ho ho ho ha....." was silent for a while, and the audience didn't dare to speak, only Tang Wu maintained an arrogant posture and unbridled laughter.

At this time, another figure appeared next to Xia Zheng, and he was about to check his injuries, it was the national teacher.

"Huh?"

I saw that Xia Zheng stood up with his back squirming and squirming in the ring, his hands hanging to the side, looking like he was hanging two strips of meat without bones.

"Is there such a thing?" Even Tang San couldn't help but feel surprised, a little Martial King could still stand up after receiving a punch of the imperial qi energy that he had injected into his junior's body!

Tang Wu's laughter also stopped abruptly, and he wanted to continue to make a move when he looked at Xia Zheng who stood up, but he didn't want the ancestor next to him to reach out and pull him back.

Tang Wu did not lose his mind, Xia Zheng did not admit defeat at this time, it seemed that he could still stand up without losing his ability to fight, and the referee did not announce the victory, so he could naturally continue to shoot.

Tang San shook his head: "Don't push it too hard."

Hearing this, Tang Wu retreated to the rear of Tang San's side.

Xia Tribulation is like hands drooping from nothing. The national teacher hurriedly stepped forward to check.

"Cough..."Xia Zheng coughed, blood spilled out from the corners of his mouth, dripping on the ring, and his eyes looked at Tang Wu deadly.

"What's the matter, aren't you announcing the results yet?" Tang Wu's voice came slowly, full of cheap banter.

At this time, King Xia, Tang San, and the national teacher were all standing in the ring, and the referee was originally from the Xia clan, and he didn't dare to announce that Tang Wu had won the current situation, but if he didn't announce it, he was held up by the Tang family.

Your ancestor slapped King Xia into the ring with a random slap and almost rolled around a few times, who would dare to be blatantly disobedient now. The referee is afraid that he will be disappeared for some reason when he goes out of the city one day. He knew that this Tang San had been a sinister and cunning villain.

"Summer Tribulation admits defeat". The voice came out of King Xia's mouth.

Xia Zheng glanced at his father and did not object. He also knew that his arms were shattered and he could no longer fight.

King Xia's voice was not lonely, and it was still as loud as ever.

"Let's go!" King Xia said, the national teacher helped Xia Zheng, and the three of them left the ring in a few flashes.

After the three Xia Wang left, the referee came out at this time and said: "The champion of this martial arts competition - Tang Family's three young Tang Wu!"

When the audience heard the words, they were disgusted that the people of the Tang family did not move, and they did not dare to boo. And those who supported the Tang family whistled and slapped wildly.

Tang Wu raised his hands and looked at the excited crowd around him with a domineering expression: Lao Tzu is the champion!

Tang San looked at the Xia King who was going away, smiled and said loudly: "Hahahaha, Wu'er, don't forget to go to the Xia Clan's treasure house to select three treasures after the award is over!"

The distant King of Xia stumbled.

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Xia Palace.

"My hands were broken, my arm bones were all shattered, and my body was hit by a lot of bumps, so I had to recuperate for a while." After the national teacher finished the inspection, he said: "The competition in the ring actually took people's lives, it's hateful!"

Just now, at the last moment, Xia Zheng also sensed the danger, and the others rolled in the air and couldn't dodge, so they had to block in front of him with their arms in the crisis. Tang Wu's fists slammed into his arms, causing the bones of both hands to shatter.

Xia Zheng was also afraid for a while, this was the first time he was so close to death, if it wasn't for the soft armor he was wearing, and if it wasn't for his quick reaction to save his life.....

"Heheha..." However, King Xia came out with a hearty laugh, and it was a smug smile.

"My king?"

"Daddy?"

"Hehehe..... Okay! I'll be relieved now!" King Xia said thoughtlessly.

Seeing that the national teacher and his third son looked at him differently, King Xia spoke: "I'm fine, the Tang family won't be proud for long." Hmph, Martial Saint, it's just a name"!