"Lin Zong, admit defeat, we won't compare, I don't want the pill, I don't want it, I don't want it......"

Tang Rou was already crying, and shook her head at the young man.

I knew that the dead rookie was so desperate, and she wouldn't let him get involved in this No. 3 arena anyway.

She knew that during this time, the boy had undergone earth-shaking changes, giving people an unfathomable feeling, when he was in the second arena before, the opponents of the fourth rank of the martial qi realm were all defeated by him without too much effort.

But the challenge of the curved square in front of him, the seventh grade of the martial qi realm, and the whole six grades of the next grade, has subverted people's cognition.

From the beginning of the competition to the present, the teenager has not even had a chance to make a move.

Wiping the blood gushing out of his mouth, the young man looked at Tang Rou and tried to show her a smile, but this smile was really ugly: "Tang Rou, don't worry, I'll be fine." ”

"......" The girl's body trembled wildly, as if she had fallen into the abyss of despair.

"Will it be okay?"

Qu Fang shook his head, the gaze reflected in his eyes was cruel and horrified.

His sixth punch will be stronger than the fifth punch, and even he himself can't guarantee that after the sixth punch, he will not beat this kid to death.

He didn't understand where this kid's confidence came from, and he didn't know why he was so persistent, wasn't it just a competition, admitting defeat, and there was nothing to lose to him, but there was no bonus.

"Let's do it. ”

The boy is always a person who doesn't like nonsense, and waved his hand directly at Qu Fang.

Qu Fang looked at the young man incredulously, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, this kid, is he really not afraid of death?

What is he obsessed with, is it really just for that little bonus?

Shaking his head, Qu Fang didn't say anything more, and suddenly snorted coldly and punched out the sixth punch.

Punch rushing.

And the moment he threw the punch, the boy felt that it was a mad beast, swooping towards him, as if it was going to devour him directly.

He saw Qu Fang's face, and in an instant it was in front of him, close at hand, his eyes were red, full of cruelty and wildness, and his face was distorted by madness, hideous and terrifying.

The furious fist force impacted the clothes on the young man's body and the black hair on his head backwards, pressing on his chest, like an invisible wall, slamming over, suffocating him, his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't help but take a big step back under his feet.

The first product of the martial qi realm, challenging the seventh grade of the martial qi realm, is simply the rhythm of finding death.

At this moment, the young man's skull was blank due to suffocation, and he just stood there dumbfounded, his mouth open in shock, his eyes glazed over, and his eyes reflected Qu Fang's crazy and hideous face, as well as the swift fist shadow.

The shadow of the fist in the young man's eyes quickly grew larger.

Then, covering his whole world......

Disheveled!

With that dull sound, it sounded in the arena.

The boy snorted, only to feel that he was falling into the abyss with the whole world, and the sharp pain in his chest suffocated him, as if it was about to tear his body to pieces.

The huge impact swept over, and the boy was swept straight out.

Disheveled!

The boy fell to the ground with a bang.

Then, he lay there motionless.

The world is dead silent.

Time, as if frozen in an instant.

Everything that moves, remains the same as it was in the last moment.

On the edge of Tang Rou's cheeks, a crystal clear tear flew one after another......

The ponytail girl opened her cherry mouth in shock, her apricot eyes widened, and the ponytail was still flying in the back of her head......

Qu Fang maintained a punching posture, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he looked coldly at Lin Zong who was lying on the ground......

Is he dead......

"Lin Zong......"

A sharp scream, heart-rending, seemed to come from ancient times, through endless time and space, on the third arena, it exploded violently, shattered the frozen time, and regained its vitality on the field.

The girl was so grief-stricken, waving her arms and screaming incessantly, so heartbroken and grief-stricken.

Everyone woke up like a dream, constantly blinking their eyes, looking at the motionless young man on the ground, only to feel that their hearts were sinking infinitely.

He ...... Was he really killed?"

Someone asked.

Everyone on the field was stunned for a while and looked at each other, they looked at the young man lying quietly on the ground, and their hearts were mixed.

Only the cultivation of the martial qi realm dared to come to this No. 3 arena to compete, this courage alone is admirable, and he insisted on six punches in front of Qu Fang, which is even more of a miracle.

Even the host was embarrassed at the moment, and he was not in a hurry to announce the results, this young man was definitely a rare good seedling, but he just showed a new head, but he died in this No. 3 arena like this, which is really regrettable.

The ponytail girl and several Cangshan sect disciples who came together, they couldn't sneer at this moment, they all stood there in a daze, the expressions on their faces were very complicated.

Previously, when they were at the registration office, they happened to meet Lin Zong and Tang Rou, Qu Fang made provocative remarks, and then the two of them really came to the No. 3 arena, and at first they thought that these two people were ridiculous.

However, now, their hearts did not have the slightest joy because of Qu Fang's victory, but were a little ......

"I ...... Not...... Dead ......"

The boy on the ground suddenly moved, then supported the ground with his palms and slowly got up.

The people around suddenly shouted softly and looked at the young man blankly.

The girl exhaled a long breath, secretly wondering, her face was still full of tears: "Lin Zong, let's go back." ”

The boy only felt that his chest was so tight, all his qi seemed to be blocked in his chest, he rubbed his chest vigorously, turned his face to look at the girl, and shook his head.

"You ......"

If the girl is struck by lightning, she will go crazy.

There was a commotion like waves on the field, and everyone looked at the teenager as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

What's more, isn't this kid really not afraid of death at all?

Qu Fang's ruthless eyes stared at him, and at this moment, his heart was also shocked that it was difficult to attach, this kid, which sect did he run out of?

Although he kept pressing this kid to fight, he was a little frightened himself.

He looked at the young man coldly and asked, "You, don't plan to admit defeat yet?"

“...... No, I ......."

The young man shook his head, and as soon as he spoke, red blood gushed out from his mouth, and soon his chest was dyed red.

However, he still insisted on finishing his words: "I am a person who is going to rush out of the great wilderness in the future, how can I admit defeat so easily......"

Because there was blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, and his words were slurred, everyone on the field couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

However, the girl knew what he was expressing, and shouted anxiously: "You dead rookie, when is this coming, and you still insist on your so-called lofty ideal?!"

Well?

Does this kid have big dreams?

Everyone looked at the boy in confusion.

The young man raised his hand, wiped the blood from his mouth, turned his face to look at the girl, shook his head, but as soon as he spoke, the blood suddenly gushed out again: "No, there is no one who can make me give up my lofty ideals...... If there is even a competition...... I can't do it...... And how to talk about lofty ideals......"