"Yes, you can't win if you continue to fight like this, and Zhao Wushuang's fist is to the flesh, on the surface, Xue Ping seems to have no broken protection, and he can still fight, but in fact, internal injuries have already accumulated in his body, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that it will hurt the foundation, we might as well admit defeat, don't blame Xue Ping, blame Zhao Wushuang for being too strong." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Another sect master who is good friends with the Hidden Dragon Valley said.

The valley lord of the Hidden Dragon Valley had a gloomy face, staring at Xue Ping, who was beaten in the ring and had no power to fight back, and after looking at it for a long time, he sighed leisurely and nodded a little unwillingly.

"Don't fight, in this battle, we will admit defeat in Hidden Dragon Valley." Beside the Valley Lord of the Hidden Dragon Valley, an elder immediately shouted, and the voice spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.

In the ring, the elder who presided over the competition hurriedly made a move and forcibly separated the two. The difference is that Xue Ping's hair is messy, his face is pale, and he looks embarrassed. Zhao Wushuang was tall, standing proudly in the center of the ring, like a king who won all battles, proud of all directions, domineering.

"Fortunately, you surrendered in time, otherwise there are still ten punches, and I can blast you to death through the copper tripod, after all, the gap between you and me is too big." Zhao Wushuang looked down at Xue Ping and said domineeringly.

"You ......" A trace of resentment flashed in Xue Ping's eyes, and just as he wanted to speak, a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, okay, this competition is over, Siam Zhao Wushuang wins." Seeing that the situation was not right, the presiding elder hurriedly announced, his tone a little helpless. Because this competition is no longer just a matter of personal victory or defeat, both of them are young and strong people of the two countries, and they fight on behalf of the honor of the two countries, and if they fail, they will be completely shorter than others.

"Ugh."

As soon as the presiding elder finished announcing, there were bursts of sighs from the audience. The disciple who has the most strength to compete for the first place was defeated by someone with the strength of devastating and decaying, doesn't this mean that the great Shenzhou was pressed on top of his head by Siam? Could it be that Shenzhou is really lonely, not as good as other countries? Many disciples couldn't help but think of the fiasco of the Zhongtai Doufa in the nineties, and everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed in their hearts.

"Hmph, you wait for me, half a year, no, I will surpass you within three months." Xue Ping's face was very ugly, he snorted coldly, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and hurriedly walked out of the ring.

"Hey, even Xue Ping's talisman copper tripod is powerful, even Zhao Wushuang can't be broken, if the two are in the same realm, it's really hard to say whether they will win or lose." Someone lamented.

"Hey, yes, but even Xue Ping's strong defense can't resist it, who will be his opponent next? Can we only watch as we are crushed by players from other countries on our own land? You must know that the other five countries have only one disciple to participate, but we Shenzhou have three disciples to participate, if this still fails, it will really become an international laughing stock, so that our entire Shenzhou can't raise its head abroad! "There are disciples who are unwilling.

"What if you are unwilling? Xue Ping has already been defeated, and Huang An and Ye Hesitation are left, no matter how strong their strength is, as long as they don't break through the realm of practicing qi and transforming gods, they can't be Zhao Wushuang's opponent at all, and I don't pray that they can win Zhao Wushuang, I just hope that they can hold out one more game, so that at least they can save a little face! "There are disciples who are pessimistic.

……

"In the second game of the first round, Ah Handen vs. Fuso Miyamoto Kuriichi!"

In the conversation of many disciples, the second competition has quietly kicked off, and Huang An and Miyamoto Kuriichi walked into the ring almost at the same time. Huang An was still the same as before, his right hand pressed the soft sword at his waist, his face was cold, and Miyamoto Kuriichi was wearing a black samurai suit, glancing at his eyes, a little disdainful.

"China Zhu, your swordsmanship is good, but your strength is too weak, not my opponent, surrender, so as not to hurt you by mistake." Miyamoto Zangichi looked disgusted, and said arrogantly. Seeing that Huang An didn't respond, he smiled coldly again, "It seems that you haven't understood yet, although your swordsmanship is strong, you may have swept all the young powerhouses in Shenzhou, but if you put it in Fusang, you don't even have the qualifications to enter the top ten, let alone ordinary disciples, all of them are waste." Actually, I don't blame you, in the final analysis, the main thing is that you Huaxia is too rubbish, and there are too few strong people, no wonder it is called East Asia. Sick man, it seems that you still only know how to sit in the well and watch the sky, and you are a poor worm who lives in fantasy forever. Alas, pathetic, so pathetic. ”

"Noise!" Huang An said two words coldly, and his right foot was a little, like a streamer, and rushed towards Miyamoto Kuriichi.

"Haha, it's a good time, I'll let you understand the gap between you and me, and let you understand where the gap between the young masters is between Fusang and Huaxia."

With a loud laugh, black flames rose from Miyamoto Zangichi's body, and the powerful aura was like water waves, rippling outward layer by layer. Shrouded in black flames, the stones beneath the ring crackled and began to crack and melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's so strong." Although this Miyamoto Kuruichi has a merciless mouth, his strength is indeed terrifying, and he is only a small step away from refining qi and transforming gods, and in terms of realm alone, he does surpass the big disciples of the nine major sects of Shenzhou.

"Boom!"

Surprised, above the ring, the two had already exchanged hands, just like two volcanoes colliding together, a powerful explosion resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and a violent aura continued to roll like a stormy wave, causing gusts of wind to roar.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The two of them moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they made a few more moves, and finally a punch fell, and the two of them took a few steps back in unison. Although neither of them was injured and their momentum was still at the peak, in terms of the battle situation, Huang An suffered a small loss, and he took a step back more than Miyamoto Kuriichi.

However, even so, it also made the eyes of the sect master who watched the competition light up, you must know that Miyamoto Zang's body is close to breaking through the realm of refining qi and transforming gods in one step, and Huang An is still only a cultivation in the late stage of refining and refining qi, and in the ranks of geniuses, it is already a very incredible thing to be able to fight across a realm.

The onlookers also unconsciously clenched their fists and looked at Huang An on the stage with a nervous and worried expression.

"Do you think Huang An is likely to defeat Kuruichi Miyamoto?" Some disciples said nervously.

"You have to win, haven't you heard how this Miyamoto Kuraichi humiliated us? He said that we are all waste, that our Huaxia is a garbage dump, it is too rampant, if even Huang An loses, then this little day. Ben isn't really riding on our heads? For example, if you want to win, you have to let him know that we have to be good. Some of the disciples couldn't wait to play by themselves, and said with a look of resentment. (To be continued.) )