Chapter 59: Eight Gates Dunjia, Open!

Zhou Shu, who was knocked to the ground, stood up quickly with a carp, but at this time, Zhang Yingjie did not give Zhou Shu time to breathe, and pressed again.

Zhou Shu secretly said that the figure was not good, and his hands were quickly sealed, Si-Wei-Shen-Hai-Wu-Yin.

"Fire Escape: Hao Fireball Technique!"

A large fireball with a diameter of 5 meters illuminated the entire martial arts arena and also blocked Zhang Yingjie's figure.

"Wow..."

The people in the audience were shocked, they had long heard that Wang Qianshi would use a fire-breathing martial art, but they didn't expect Zhou Shu to do the same, and Ye Muling and Huang Fuchen didn't expect that the range of flames spewed out by Zhou Shu was so large.

In front of the big fireball with a diameter of five meters, Zhou Shu is a small point, Zhang Yingjie is also in the dark way, if he is going further just now, even if he opens the spirit speed pattern, he will inevitably be burned by the fireball.

As the fireball dispersed, Zhou Shu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes burned with fighting intent: "Now it's my turn!"

Zhou Shu's eyes closed slightly, and he shouted: "Eight doors Dunjia, the door is open!"

Boom...

With Zhou Shu's shouting, the energy emitted by the entire body was also doubled compared to just now, and the surrounding air was disturbed by the energy that erupted from Zhou Shu's body and fluctuated.

Although he saw that Zhou Shu's aura was much stronger than just now, Zhang Yingjie still grinned contemptuously: "Look what tricks you can play!"

But with Zhou Shu's movements, Zhang Yingjie gradually put away his smile, only to see Zhou Shu throw the wooden sword in his hand towards Zhang Yingjie, and his figure suddenly disappeared!

Click...

The ring where Zhou Shu kicked the ground just now was shattered, and the wooden sword that stabbed at Zhang Yingjie had not yet arrived, but Zhou Shu had already arrived.

Zhang Yingjie's pupils were dilated, and his reaction was not slow, his right hand blocked Zhou Shu's blow with Jian Gang, but a swing fist in his left hand smashed into Zhou Shu's face.

How could Zhou Shu give him a chance, a standard iron plate bridge dodged Zhang Yingjie's blow, and saw a flaw in Zhou Shu's chest, Zhang Yingjie was overjoyed, and just wanted to attack again, but at this time, the wooden sword thrown by Zhou Shu had already arrived in front of him.

Seeing the wooden sword coming, Zhang Yingjie secretly scolded Zhou Shu for being despicable and could only turn his head to avoid his vital point, but his shoulder was scratched by the bearer's sword gang, and red blood flowed out.

At this time, Zhou Shu also didn't give Zhang Yingjie a chance to react, and the moment the wooden sword stabbed Zhang Yingjie, Zhou Shu's side leg also hit Zhang Yingjie's chest fiercely, and the whole person flew out like a sandbag.

Before Zhang Yingjie landed, Zhou Shu's figure came to his side again, and his knees hit his abdomen heavily, although Zhang Yingjie had rich experience in actual combat and protected his abdomen with his hands, but he was still hit to the sky by Zhou Shu's huge force.

The people in the audience didn't react at all that the situation had turned around so quickly, Zhou Shu was knocked to the ground just now, and now Zhang Yingjie was beaten by Zhou Shu and couldn't fight back.

Zhou Shu's performance made the students in the audience enthusiastic, but they didn't expect that only the strength of Sipin could exert such great strength.

At this time, Zhou Shu jumped up, and his hands quickly sealed again: "Fire Escape Hao Fireball Technique!"

The huge fireball directly wrapped Zhang Yingjie's whole body, and the students in the audience were directly excited, they had already won!

Seeing Zhou Shu's classmates cheering, Liu Shuren sneered: "That's not necessarily!"

As soon as his words fell, a figure rushed out of the fireball, and the speed was even faster than the current Zhou Shu, and he shouted: "Heavenly Thunder Dragon Eagle Axe!"

Zhang Yingjie's right leg slashed down towards Zhou Shu's place like a battle axe, carrying a thunderous battle axe, as if it could open a mountain and break a mountain, and the entire Luo Shen martial arts arena echoed with a huge sound, and the onlookers couldn't help but cover their ears.

Rumble!!!

The entire competition platform was split in half by Zhang Yingjie's leg, Zhou Shu's current skin is already red, and in the moment just now, Zhou Shu also opened the Du Gate of the Eight Doors Dunjia, and only then did he get away with this earth-shattering blow.

"This..."

Everyone gasped, this blow just now wanted to kill Zhou Shu directly! I didn't expect Zhang Yingjie to be so strong.

At this time, Zhang Yingjie had already turned into a beast, his legs had become the thighs of a dragon eagle, and a pair of wings vibrated out of his shoulder blades, floating in mid-air.

"Isn't it only the first product that can fly in the air?" Wang Qianshi's mouth widened, his grandfather was already at the peak of the second grade, and he couldn't fly in the sky anymore, this product was only a third grade, which was too unreasonable!

Ding Xu heard Wang Qianshi's question, and he also came to his senses: "I didn't expect Zhang Yingjie's dragon and eagle bloodline to be so pure, only three grades can be beasts to turn into wings, naturally they can fly in the sky, Zhou Shu is in danger now..."

Obviously, Liu Shuren was also shocked, he didn't expect Zhang Yingjie to hide so deeply, and even he didn't know that he was so strong now.

"Damn!" Zhang Yingjie stared at Zhou Shu with red eyes: "This is the hole card I used to impact the 60th place in the heavenly list, but I didn't expect to be forced out by you, let's die!"

Received Zhang Yingjie's anger, +10 exchange points.

How angry you are!

When Zhang Yingjie used the Heavenly Thunder Dragon Eagle Axe, Zhou Shu had already turned on the writing wheel eye, and at this time, Zhang Yingjie's speed was already faster than his own speed when he opened the five doors, if he didn't open the writing wheel eye, Zhou Shu couldn't see his movements clearly with the naked eye alone.

Zhang Yingjie swooped down from the sky, and the speed of his flight had exceeded the speed of sound, and Zhou Shu did not dodge, holding a wooden sword to meet the other party.

At this time, Zhou Shu has completely fallen into passivity, Zhang Yingjie always retreats with one blow, Zhou Shu can't attack Zhang Yingjie flying in the sky at all, and can only dodge Zhang Yingjie's attacks again and again.

Seeing that Zhou Shu on the stage was like a rat hiding in Tibet, fleeing in all directions, Huang Fuchen was also a little helpless: "If this continues, Brother Zhou will definitely be consumed to death, the load on the body of the Eight Gate Dunjia is not ordinarily large, and when Brother Zhou is exhausted, then he will be a lamb to be slaughtered!"

Unlike Huang Fuchen and them, Ye Muling actually had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, Zhou Shu is already about to win!"

Zhang Yingjie was also a little anxious, this Zhou Shu seemed to be smeared with oil on the soles of his feet, and he couldn't touch his body at all.

At this time, Zhou Shu was also tired and out of breath, and the fatigue of using the Eight Gate Dunjia was also swept in, Zhou Shu looked up at Zhang Yingjie but did not speak.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Yingjie's face showed a hideous look: "Finally, you can't run?

At this time, Zhou Shu seemed to be making a final struggle, and his hands were sealed again: "Fire Escape, Hao Fireball Technique!"

At this time, the fireball was much smaller than the one released just now, Zhang Yingjie didn't care about this small fireball at all, and shouted: "Dragon Eagle Claw!" and rushed towards Zhou Shu brazenly.

Zhou Shu was not afraid, he just grinned: "Yan Jiao Demon Slayer Array, Qi!"

Howl...

A huge dragon roar rose into the sky, and the flaming dragon that stretched for dozens of meters hovered in the sky and stared at Zhang Yingjie fiercely.

At this time, Zhang Yingjie showed a look of horror: "This..."