Chapter 111: Battle Ring (2)

I saw that the monk on the opposite side was in his 20s, but he already had the strength of the 8th layer of the peak of the Qi cultivation period, wearing a golden robe, and it looked like he had some charm of fairy wind and bones, through the steady pace and chic standing posture when he came to the stage, it could be concluded that this was a genius disciple from the Great Gate Sect.

This genius disciple didn't even open his eyes to look at this little point in front of him, he had already felt it on the way to the stage, this little point was only at the fourth level of Qi cultivation period, in the face of such an opponent, he was unwilling, how could he give such an opponent? Doesn't this slap himself in the face? Doesn't it mean that all the good people in the ring are masters? How can such a guy appear.

How can you become famous like this? It's easy and enjoyable for such a little pot friend to play ten by himself. It can't be that the sect released water for itself, this water is too fake. When he encountered an opponent at the 9th and 10th floors of the Qi training period, He Yuntian still believed that he could still deal with it by his own ability.

But what the hell is this in front of him, but when he comes to power, he quickly beats him so that he can usher in his peak, and he arches his hand and says, "In Xia Heyunfei, please advise." ”

I saw that the child also learned from his own example, and arched his hand and said, "In the next ... Xia Dabao, please advise. ”

Heyun Feile is happy, the helpless one who is happy, he almost didn't squirt out, what kind of name is this, just this name and still want to mix in the cultivation realm? I don't know why his teacher gave him the name, it is estimated that his teacher is also a two hundred and five.

With the referee's gesture, the two retreated to 50 meters away from each other, but they also occupied about one-third of the entire field, which shows that this field is still quite big. I only heard the referee ask the two if they knew the rules of the game, and slowly retreated.

Retreating to the edge of the arena, a bright red flag fell, and the competition began.

He Yunfei said that he had no pressure, looked at the child in front of him, smiled and said, "Boy, don't say that I bullied you, you are younger than me, come on, let you make three moves." After three moves, the big brother is going to start, don't cry when the time comes."

Not only Heyunfei was laughing, but the entire people in the nearby stands were laughing, and such a big little broken child also came to compete, isn't that looking for death? Haha"

Listening to the whispers around him getting louder and louder, saying everything, Xia Dabao cried under this huge pressure, and couldn't stop shedding tears. Seeing this scene, more people laughed, but the referee on the side didn't know what to do. Paralyzed, such a game is held once every 20 years in the Great Wei Kingdom, and he can be regarded as having participated in many such competitions, where have I seen this kind of scene.

I even cried, no, I had to laugh in such a scene, I saw that the referee's face was blue and red, and he held back for a long time and said to Xia Dabao, "Doll, can you compare, you are crying, even if you automatically admit defeat." ”

Hearing this, Xia Dabao didn't cry, took out a small handkerchief from his arms, wiped his eyes, blew his nose fiercely, and said, "Of course, I can't embarrass Xia Jiazhen, I have to compare." ”

The referee looked at Xia Dabao, whose mood slowly stabilized, and waved his hand to indicate that the game continued.

He Yunfei now looks down on the little doll in front of him, even he didn't expect it, but he cried when he laughed at this little girl. Grandma should be careful for a while, she can't have too heavy hands, and it won't be good if she is beaten and cried again.

Just as Heyunfei was thinking wildly, he saw Xia Dabao take out an iron lump the size of a black palm from the Qiankun bag and face him, one eye open and the other closed, I don't know what to do at this time.

"Eh, boy, this is your magic weapon? It's not like it, isn't it just an iron gada without aura? ”

Before He Yunfei finished speaking, he only heard three loud sounds of "bang, bang, bang", and after three loud sounds, wisps of white smoke came out of Tiegada in the hand of the doll in front of He Yunfei.

He Yunfei felt as if his body was concentrated by a hammer, and he couldn't help but kick backwards several steps in a row, he wanted to stop but the impact was too great, and he couldn't stop, and when he finally retreated to the 7th step, he felt that the impact was relieved by a loosening of his body.

What the hell is this? Is this really a magic weapon? No, why is there no aura fluctuation? How can there be so much power and strength? That little iron lump can push itself back so many steps.

But thinking that it seemed that it was too late, he suddenly felt that he could no longer control his body, and slowly lowered his head to see that there were three large holes in his chest, and blood continued to erupt from the holes.

And the entire internal organs seemed to be twisted into a ball, feeling the pain, He Yunfei raised his finger to Xia Dabao and said, "You... You... You... ”

He didn't say a word, his eyes rolled and he slowly fell.

At this time, the entire arena was shocked, not only the referees and spectators around the ring, but also the big sect forces, how could it be? What kind of magic weapon is this? It is so powerful that it is impossible to guard against it.

And Boss Qian and Xu Wenqiang's heads also turned around, staring at Wang Meng as if they had discovered a new continent, as if they wanted to eat him. The two of them watched the game the whole time, and they knew that Wang Meng must have a ghost.

But they didn't know what it was, and just now, when they saw the power of which Tiegada, the curiosity in their hearts could no longer be at ease. And Wang Meng looked at the two elder brothers, and just said four words lightly: "This is a pistol." ”

Xia Dabao on the stage, looking at the pistol in his hand, was also surprised, he didn't know that this thing would be so powerful, although he practiced for many days under the teaching of Liu, but he had never hit the real thing, and today's experiment also frightened himself.

I didn't expect to shoot him down in the face of this arrogant two goods and three shots, but I couldn't see the existence of strength clearly. Now Xia Dabao simply loves the weapon in his hand, it is not a thing from Wang Xianren's hometown, it is much better than those spiritual weapons, or Wang Xianren is right, he didn't lie to himself, and he directly shot down when he encountered a pretending to be a B criminal.

The referee was also shocked, looking at the little doll in front of him, and then at the eighth-layer cultivator of the Qi cultivation period lying on the ground, he had never encountered such a scene, and with his strength in the foundation building period, he could only see three straight lines, and hit a guy named He Yunfei with a speed that he couldn't dodge.

I'm afraid that the huge power will be hurt even if I am hit, what kind of magic weapon is it at this time, the most terrifying thing is that there is no flow of aura, which makes people unguardable.

Finally, Xia Dabao had enough fun, and slowly put the pistol into the Qiankun bag, and the referee also came to his senses and shouted: "Xia Dabao wins the game." ”