On the stage, there was already a person standing.

"Isn't this ranked thirty, Hua Ling of the Fist Sect? He actually wants to challenge the young senior brother who won the first place? Ji Yifan was shocked and said with a look of surprise.

"Heh, this Hualing shouldn't be funny, right?" Xiong San pursed his lips and said mockingly.

However, most people's opinions are the same as Xiong San.

Let's not talk about rankings, the difference in strength alone is enough to see the results.

The strength of the young senior brother is the fourth order of the martial artist, and Hua Ling's strength is also the ninth order of the martial idiot, and the gap between the two people cannot be fought at all.

"Hua Ling, are you sure you want to challenge the young senior brother?" An older disciple frowned, confirming again and again, he was deeply afraid that this junior disciple had drunk alcohol and was not sober.

"Sure." Hua Ling's eyes flickered, staring at Shaoqi coldly. "Young Senior Brother, can you come up and fight?"

Shaoqi looked at him indifferently.

Suddenly, he slowly stood up and spat out a word faintly, "Yes." ”

When the words fell, Shaoqi's figure moved, and he stood on the stage of the martial arts, standing opposite Hua Ling.

Everyone talked about it, and they were inexplicable about this seemingly one-sided battle.

"Fifth Elder, what's the matter with your disciple?" Several elders turned around and looked at the five elders suspiciously. Even they thought the contest was ridiculous.

The fifth elder snorted coldly and said disapprerovingly: "I don't care who Hua Ling wants to challenge, let alone ......"

His eyes sank, revealing a wild smile. "This is the style of my boxing sect."

The boxing sect is based on strength, and most of the disciples are ruthless, and it is normal for a seemingly suicidal behavior like Hua Ling.

Regarding the temperament of the five elders, several elders are helpless, anyway, this competition will end soon, so let them make trouble.

"Young Senior Brother." On the stage, Hua Ling said confidently: "Maybe you will think that I am not self-sufficient. However, I have made a lot of preparations for this battle. ”

Shaoqi's face was indifferent, there was no trace of waves in his eyes, and he didn't even put on a posture.

Hua Ling didn't care, and then took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it directly.

Rumble!

When the medicinal power of the elixir came into play, Hua Ling's soul power exploded, shocking the audience.

"Martial Master's Realm?!"

"Oh my God! What did Senior Brother Hua eat just now? Unexpectedly burst out with the might of a martial artist? ”

"It's the Soul Blasting Pill!"

At this moment, a sound with a hint of milk sounded, Ji Yifan and the others turned around, and saw Luo Ziyan walking over with small hands behind his back and small steps.

"Little junior sister, you're back. I thought you were going to abstain. Xiong San said exaggeratedly.

Luo Ziyan rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Am I that kind of person?" ”

"No, no, no." Xiong San smiled, now that the little junior sister is back, he has a little more expectation.

"By the way, junior sister, you just said that Hua Ling ate the Soul Explosion Pill?" Ji Yifan took over and asked suspiciously.

Luo Ziyan nodded and said casually: "The Soul Explosion Pill is an elixir that can temporarily increase the strength of two realms. It's just that the side effects are also very big, and it seems that this senior brother is very eager to defeat the young senior brother. ”

Not really.

The crowd agreed.

In order to shorten the distance with the young senior brother, even the Soul Explosion Pill was used. But even so, it doesn't seem to change the ending, right?

"I decided." Suddenly, Luo Ziyan hooked the corners of her lips, her eyes fell on Shaoqi's body, and she said domineeringly: "I will challenge Senior Brother Shao in the next game and make a long face for the Fist Sect." ”