"Wow......"

On the square of the Douwutai, tens of thousands of students who came to watch shouted in unison, and the momentum was unprecedented.

Ling Yu flew in the air, and actually spanned a distance of more than 100 meters!

That's a ...... distance It's terrifying!

"You're finally here, I thought you were scared and made a turtle. ”

Yuan Junhua sneered, even if Ling Yu showed extraordinary strength as soon as he appeared, he was not afraid.

Today is one of the three major martial arts societies fighting Ling Yu, and they have absolute confidence to win this competition.

"My grandson is a turtle with a shrunken head!"

Ling Yu glanced down, his gaze swept over the phalanx of the three major martial arts societies, and finally landed in the phalanx of the women's martial arts society. His eyes were attracted by the beautiful woman dressed in white in the phalanx of the Women's Martial Arts Society.

"Are you the president of the Women's Martial Arts Club?"

Ling Yu raised his hand and pointed at the woman in white.

"Daring fanatic!"

The other members of the Women's Martial Arts Society all drew their swords and pointed at Ling Yu, glaring at him. In this school, no one has ever dared to speak to Yin Yurou with such an attitude and tone.

"What's your name?"

Ling Yu's eyes only had Yin Yurou, and as for the rest of the Women's Martial Arts Society, he turned a blind eye.

"Hmph, let's inquire when you get off the stage alive. Boy, next year's day is likely to be your death day!" Yin Yurou said coldly.

"Do you think I'm going to be defeated?" Ling Yu laughed.

"Is there any suspense here?" Yin Yurou snorted coldly.

Ling Yu smiled: "Then how about you and I make a bet? If I win, you can let me kiss it." If I lose, do whatever you want. ”

Yin Yurou sneered: "It's ridiculous! If you lose, it's a corpse, what can I do with a corpse? What should I do with a corpse? Boy, you're quite calculating." ”

"Are you really going to kill me?" Ling Yu looked at Yuan Junhua.

Yuan Junhua sneered: "On the martial arts platform, life and death are fateful. Fists and feet have no eyes, you can't die, it's not something I can control. You'd better be prepared, though. If you don't write it, I can give you about 10 minutes to write a suicide note. ”

"Which of you comes on stage to fight me?" Ling Yu shrugged, "It's the same for whoever comes, I don't care." But before you come up, it's best to write your suicide note first, so as not to have a chance for a while. ”

"Let it go, let it ......"

Xiao Yuling's three daughters finally arrived here and squeezed in from the crowd.

"Yuan Junhua, your three major martial arts societies are also famous, I hope you will have a face and fight alone, otherwise you will not be able to win!"

Xiao Yuling shouted at the stage.

"There are no rules on the fighting platform!"

Yuan Junhua said: "People in the martial arts have a strong sense of competition. Once you punch or kick, no one knows what will happen. Xiao Meiren, you should just watch the play offstage with peace of mind, this kid's life and death are not something you can worry about, and you can't control it!"

On the Douwutai, everything is based on strength. There are no limited rules on the fighting platform, you can go head-to-head, you can also fight in groups, and all the wishes of the people in the stands.

Xiao Yuling's three daughters were extremely nervous.

"Yin Yurou!"

Xiao Yuling went over and grabbed Yin Yurou's hand and said in a deep voice: "You Women's Martial Arts Club has promised, as long as Ling Yu joins your Martial Arts Club before the fight starts, you will provide him with shelter, right?"

"Yes!"

Yin Yurou's face was expressionless, "But it's too late." That kid has already taken the stage! Today he can't come down until he's done fighting. ”

"Yin Yurou, beg for ...... Please......"

Su Qingxuan and Yao Qianyu also pleaded one after another.

"I really don't know what magic power this kid has, he can make the three of you open your mouth to ask for help, he really has accumulated eight lifetimes of Yin virtue to cultivate the creation of this life! But it's useless for you to say anything, the rules have been set a long time ago, and no one can break the rules. I'm no exception!"

"Boy, hmph, is this your strength? relying on a group of women to intercede for you, you kid is really enough to give us a long face. Living under a woman's skirt, don't you kid still enjoy it?" Yuan Junhua laughed.

The people of the three major martial arts clubs below also let out bursts of ridicule.

"Yes, I'd love to live under your mother's skirt, otherwise how did you come to be such a little evil animal!" Ling Yu sneered.

"You ......"

Yuan Junhua raised his hand, and his whole body was full of murderous energy.

"What, are you going to do it?" Ling Yu stared at him with a cold gaze.

Yuan Junhua put down his hand, he was the vice president of the Sword Martial Arts Society, his status was extremely high, and he didn't need to take action personally to deal with a little-known wild boy.

"I'll see how you can laugh in a moment!"

Yuan Junhua gritted his teeth and jumped off the fighting platform.

"Zhuo Junfan!

"Me?" Zhuo Junfan was stunned.

According to the previous deployment, it was not him who went up.

Zhuo Junfan asked the Sword Martial Arts Club to be the third person after the president and vice president, and Yuan Junhua temporarily changed the candidate for the stage, in order to kill Ling Yu and not leave Ling Yu the slightest chance of survival.

"Senior Brother Zhuo!"

Chen Jiantao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, grabbed Zhuo Junfan's hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother, you must avenge your junior brother!"

"Jiantao, don't worry. Zhuo Junfan patted Chen Jiantao on the shoulder.

"Senior brother, this is my sword, please use my sword to cut off Ling Yu's head!"

Chen Jiantao brought his saber and asked everyone in the Sword Martial Arts Club to have their own saber, and this sword was engraved with his name. Bringing his sword means that he is also on the fighting platform. If he could kill Ling Yu with this sword, it would be equivalent to him slashing the enemy.

"Why use a sword against him?"

Zhuo Junfan thinks very highly of himself, he is the most powerful contender for the next president within the Sword Martial Arts Society, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the martial arts realm.

"Don't be underestimated!"

Yuan Junhua said in a deep voice, "Bring Jian Tao's sword and avenge him!"

"Yes!"

Not daring to disobey Yuan Junhua's order, Zhuo Junfan took Chen Jiantao's sword, stood on tiptoe, and flew to the fighting platform.

On the other two sides, the Lingyun Martial Arts Club and the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Club also sent the third person in their respective camps, Zhao Liushuang and Yu Huaji, respectively.

That Zhao Liushuang is Zhao Liufeng's own brother, and he took the initiative to ask Ying to go to war to avenge his younger brother. He had already clenched his fists, just waiting to go up and kill Ling Yu to avenge his brother.

A person who cultivates martial arts, his muscles and veins are destroyed, and it is difficult to break the mortal dragon for the rest of his life, which is simply more painful than killing him.

After Zhao Liufeng was deposed, he was in pain all day long, looking for death and life. He, who is an elder brother, sees it in his eyes, hurts in his heart, and his heart is dripping blood, he just wants to avenge his brother, only by killing Ling Yu can he calm the hatred in his heart!

"Don't go up yet. ”

Just as Zhao Liushuang was about to take the stage, Gao Yunfei, the vice president of the Lingyun Martial Arts Club, stopped him.

"We also want to be embarrassed, and beating Ling Yu alone is not a glorious thing after all. Zhuo Junfan's strength is not weaker than yours, let him fight first, I have confidence in him. ”