"Come on, then. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Yezhaoyu seems to have made this decision after a fierce ideological struggle. As far as his own wishes are concerned, he doesn't want this, after all, no matter how you look at it, it means that Xiao Lin is letting him.

However, since the exchange of his martial arts, the three disciples and one strongest disciple have been added, and none of the four major exchanges has won. He is the only hope now, if all the four major games are lost, then what face will their martial arts sect have to go back?

Especially in their current session, even he, who was not scheduled to play, played, but he couldn't take down the opponent who had just joined the Dao Sect for two months and two years later than them.

With the gradual cultivation of the Ming Dynasty, a newcomer who knew that his opponent was beaten so badly, this matter spread, but it would make his martial arts reputation ruined. So he thought about it again and again, and finally agreed to Xiao Lin's request.

He finally let go of his face for the sake of the face of the martial arts, which was his growth in this exchange that even he didn't realize.

But although he let go of his face, it also meant that he was carrying something heavier, so the next blow was tantamount to gambling on his own.

Xiao Lin also knew that this blow, which carried the hopes of all his and all the disciples of the Martial Sect, would be extremely powerful. So on his face, an unprecedented dignified look appeared. This kind of expression, even Xing Shuchen had never seen it on Xiao Lin's face.

And when he saw this look on Xiao Lin's face, the expression on Xing Shuchen's face also became more focused than ever, staring at the movements of the two of them, for fear of missing a trace of detail.

I saw that Ye Zhaoyu was gathering all the spiritual energy in his body in front of his chest, and constantly compressing it. On his chest, there was already a clearly visible air mass forming.

Xing Jichen felt a strong shock fluctuation in the middle. He immediately had a strange thought, could it be that this Shock Martial Technique was related to the use of aura?

However, this was just his speculation, and the current situation did not allow him to think about anything, because Xiao Lin, who was opposite Yezhaoyu, also made countermeasures when facing the obviously powerful trick of Yezhaoyu.

Xiao Lin shook his right arm and suddenly rolled up the sleeve of his clothes. After rolling up his sleeves, he half-squatted on the ground again, and his right arm, which had been rolled up, was crushed to the ground by his fist.

After pressing his fist to the ground, he began to grit his luck and shrink his body as hard as he could, his arm shaking slightly, and the floor tiles creaked.

And that was just the beginning, as his entire arm turned red as he kept shaking.

The sound of the vibration also changed from the squeaking of one or two floor tiles, to the buzz of the ring, and finally to the roar of the entire meeting place. And his body looked as if it had shrunk into a ball.

The two kept accumulating their strength, not interfering with each other, and the game seemed to come to a standstill.

Although the two of them did not move, none of the audience at the scene looked away, and none of them even made a sound. All of them were there holding their breath, leaning forward slightly, staring at the movements of the two. All had a sense of pre-storm tranquility.

The two men just gathered their strength for a few minutes, and suddenly opened their eyes together. Seeing them open their eyes, all the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes, for fear of missing any detail.

Ye Zhaoyu adsorbed all the aura masses he had gathered from his whole body on his right palm, and the surrounding space had been very distorted by the aura masses.

Xiao Lin's body also shrank to a point where it could no longer shrink. There was only one arm left, tethered around the whole body like a boom.

The two men looked at each other, and their eyes intertwined with each other. They rushed out together with a tacit understanding and shot towards each other.

Xiao Lin ejected from the spot like a bullet, and his body was originally curled up to the extreme. Stretching vigorously in mid-air. The right arm full of strength was hidden behind him by him, and he suddenly threw it out when he came to Yezhaoyu's approach.

Ye Zhaoyu's situation was similar to him, except that he was trying his best to stretch the palm of his right hand that was absorbing the aura aura mass from beginning to end, as if he wanted to stretch his arm infinitely. And when he came to Xiao Lin, he was even more violently shocked.

In this way, the two men coincided in the very center of the ring. Xiao Lintong's red fist and the air mass in Ye Zhaoyu's hand that distorted the space collided violently here, and the effect was simply earth-shattering.

Before this, the elders of the Dao Sect had already laid a light curtain to prevent the huge shock from reaching the stands.

After seeing the collision between these two people, the elder who had laid the light curtain before was stunned for a moment, and then he did not hesitate to reinforce the light curtain, because the effect of the collision between the two people was far beyond his expectations.

The attack of the two of them did not produce any sound at the moment of the collision, on the contrary, it also absorbed some noise in the field into the middle of their two moves.

As the saying goes, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, and these two powerful tricks collided without making any sound. On the contrary, there is nothing more abnormal than absorbing sound?

The answer is yes.

After these two moves collided in the air, not only did they not produce any sound, but they also did not produce any fluctuations.

Similarly, this move also has the opposite effect, that is, in the middle of the two, the space shrinks.

I saw that the space in front of the two of them rotated and shrank to the middle, and even the appearance of the two of them became distorted. In that distorted space, no one could see that there was a human being.

The distorted space is constantly shrinking, and when it is contracted to the extreme, the last bit of pressure is like the flapping wings of a butterfly. The rebound is coming.

The space suddenly expanded outward, and the air wave swept the whole audience in an instant, and the huge roar shook people's eardrums. Wherever the outward spread of the fluctuations went, the effect could be described as three feet into the ground.

Even the venue that was specially reinforced by the southeast still failed to withstand such an impact, and was directly torn apart by the fluctuations of the rebound.

The only one in the entire square that remained intact was the ring that the two of them were stepping on. After all, this is for the two of them to compete, and the collision between the two of them still can't move it in the slightest.

As for the rest, it wasn't so lucky. The floor tiles that have been lifted are enough to lift out a building.

There was nothing going on in the stands, after all, the elders had laid a barrier in advance. It's just that this barrier was reinforced by the elders when it met the impact.

After the first impact, there were several subsequent aftershocks, which were naturally no more powerful than the first one like a volcanic eruption. But it's still not a small power.

None of them thought that the power generated by this confrontation between the pinnacle of early knowledge and the four lights of gradual enlightenment would be so strong.

Even if the two peaks of the gradual dawn are compared, the effect is nothing more than that. Everyone couldn't help but secretly say, these two people are really terrifying, especially Xiao Lin, who is simply not strong.

After the smoke cleared, everyone saw the situation clearly. Xiao Lin half-knelt on the ground, and Ye Zhaoyu fell in the ring.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, in the previous competition, this night Zhaoyu was injured too much after all, and in the end he was defeated by Xiao Lin's men.

But when they looked closely, they suddenly realized that something was wrong. This Xiao Lin knelt there, how could his body be half a cut shorter than lying on Yezhaoyu.

After looking closely, I realized that Xiao Lin was half-kneeling outside the ring. In other words, he was knocked out of the ring by Yezhaoyu.

Now the question is, Ye Zhaoyu fainted on the stage, and Xiao Lin fell off the stage, who is the first and who is the last of these two people?

If it is Ye Zhaoyu who faints first, it is Xiao Lin who wins, and if Xiao Lin falls under the stage first, it is Ye Zhaoyu who wins. Everyone looked at the referee as if they were asking for help.

The referee was also stunned at this time, he was patronizing the hard connection just now, and he couldn't look at those two people at all. So he doesn't know who comes first or second between these two.

At this moment, Xiao Lin slowly raised his hand and said to the referee: "I lost." ”

Just these three simple words directly plunged the entire venue into a dead silence. After being silent for a long time, the disciples of the Martial Sect seemed to have reacted, and let out a tsunami-like cheer.

No matter what, their Night Senior Brother finally didn't disappoint them, and defeated this opponent who was even more terrifying than Xing Shuchen. Although the process was not very satisfactory, the result was good.

After Xiao Lin admitted that he lost. On the stand of the martial gate, several elders immediately rushed out and came to the ring to check the situation of Ye Zhaoyu.

They couldn't help but rush out just now, but they were neither referees nor law enforcement elders, and rushing out rashly was equivalent to interfering with the game, and they would automatically be sentenced to lose.

So they sat back with it, and now that the game was over, these old guys rushed out in a hurry. It's like a little later, and the night jade will be like that.

After repeatedly checking and confirming that Ye Zhaoyu was fine, these old men could be relieved, after all, this was a seedling that they had been looking forward to for many years in the martial arts sect, and they could not allow a little slip up.

The situation on the Dao Sect's side was similar, when he saw Xiao Lin sit on the ground weakly after admitting defeat.

A group of old men simply poured over, the number of people was only a lot more than that of the martial arts sect, and after inspection, it was determined that Xiao Lin was fine, but his physical strength was overdrawn. Only then did someone carry Xiao Lin down with a cushion.

On the other side, under the rescue of the martial arts elders, Ye Zhaoyu finally woke up faintly, and suddenly looked at the Taoist sect as if he remembered something, and saw Xiao Lin, who had just been carried on the cushion, staring at him.

Ye Zhaoyu glanced at Xiao Lin with a complicated expression, before Xiao Lin admitted defeat, he was not in a coma before, he only fainted after hearing Xiao Lin's sentence I lost.

This game seemed to be won by him, but Ye Zhaoyu knew clearly in his heart: Xiao Lin jumped by himself.