Chirp...

The cool autumn breeze mixed with the crisp bird joy echoed in the arena.

Standing on the stage were Su Mou and Wu Budu.

Today's battle is the battle of the champions, and it is also the last battle in the martial arts field.

The list of the dueling duo has long been known to everyone, so this time there is not so much cumbersome lottery process.

Early on, the Luo family was already in place!

The spectators also got up from the warm quilt to witness this unprecedented battle.

This time, the gambling market has been taken over by the people of the Luo family, and no one is allowed to gamble privately!

In the battle of the championship, the gambling market must be hot and rich, even if it is a lively person, I hope to press it in this final battle.

The order is very stable, not messy, with the Luo family taking over, everyone obediently queues up to buy bets, and no one dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head!

At this time, a simple young man came to the front, and he took out a bag from his arms, as if it was a spiritual storage weapon!

"Drink!Xiaoliu, when did you have a spiritual weapon?"

"I'm a good girl, you're not going to be a spirit, are you?"

There were spectators who knew the young man around, and they were all surprised.

Xiao Liu just smiled bitterly, and didn't answer, he said to the Luo family member who was responsible for collecting the money in front of him: "Trouble my lord, the small one buys martial arts and doesn't win, there are 200,000 spirit yuan in this stored spirit weapon, please count them." ”

After saying that, he was smirking flatteringly in front of him.

The Naro family originally had a disdainful attitude.

Because of a plainly dressed and ordinary gambler like Xiao Liu, he has seen a lot of them today.

But when Xiao Liu said that he would press 200,000 spirit yuan, he was obviously shocked!

He glanced at Xiao Liu suspiciously, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a person who could get 200,000 spirit yuan.

Even if it was him, the amount of money he spent in the Luo family for a year was only 200 spirit yuan.

After a long groan, he still said okay.

Weigh the Lingyuan to the inspection yuan, a total of 200 catties, no more than one point, no less.

The people of the Naluo family nodded with satisfaction, and with an understatement under his hand, they accepted the spirit yuan.

Xiao Liu's eyes were stunned, and when he saw that the 200,000 spirit yuan was accepted in an instant, and he only drew such a stroke, he still couldn't believe it, and hesitated: "My lord... Is it okay?"

The people of the Naluo family looked at him impatiently, and asked, "What's the matter? Our Luo family still needs you to teach you how to do things, do I have to take a loudspeaker to help you publicize it!?"

Xiao Liu suddenly lowered his body and arched his hand: "Don't dare! ”

Saying that, he reluctantly left...

Now the odds have reached 10 to 1!

Wu does not cross ten, and spring gives birth to another.

Judging from such a disparity and exaggerated proportion, the victory or defeat of this martial arts competition can also be seen.

Everyone is optimistic about spring and life!

There are almost very few winners who buy martial arts.

Therefore, Xiao Liu's behavior of pressing 30,000 Lingyuan to buy martial arts and not winning was even more reprimanded as stupid!

Some people were laughing at him, but he didn't care too much, as if the money was not his own at all, and he didn't feel any distress.

Off the field, the lively sound of the crowd brought the atmosphere to the extreme.

This long-awaited battle is finally about to begin!

Luo Fei looked at the figures of the two on the stage, listening to the words of Chun Yousheng's victory constantly coming from his ears, and the corners of his mouth inexplicably provoked a smile.

It works perfectly!

With the beginning of Luo Xiang's sentencing, the battle on the field broke out suddenly!

"Infinite power!"

Wu Budu took the lead in using the spirit technique to bless himself.

After he used this spiritual technique, his body became huge, growing straight to three meters!

His two arms and the muscle blocks on his body instantly swelled up, and the shirt burst directly!

Hearing only a sound, he was shirtless, and the muscle lines like a knife and axe were completely presented in front of everyone.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Budu unleashed his bloodthirsty power and rushed towards Su Mou furiously.

Don't look at his huge size, but his speed when he runs is not slow at all!

It's like a whirlwind!

Woo woo woo~

Driven by a burst of breaking wind, Wu Budu came to Su Mou.

Fists raised and hideous expressions!

Just looking at his momentum, it's really terrifying!

Su Mou's face was expressionless, his eyes were deep, and he calmly faced the surging Wu Budu.

He raised his fist and made a hard encounter with Wu Budu.

"Flesh and blood!"

Duang~!

Wu Budu withdrew his hand, clutched his fists and took three steps back, looking at Su Mou incredulously.

He felt like he was hammering against a scale, too hard!

Only now did he know how strong Yu Qinglan was at the beginning, and it was simply impossible to knock Su Mou away in a state of blood and qi with one blow.

What's more!

"With this breath, you have actually reached the third grade of cultivation!"

Rumble!

His head buzzed, and he felt like he had been struck by lightning.

This news is so shocking!

The third-grade cultivation and the second-grade cultivation are not at the same level at all, nor are they at the same level!

There was an uproar outside the venue!

The eyes of the spectators lit up, which is undoubtedly exciting news for those who have bought spring and won again.

Now, they feel even more that spring is invincible!

And Yu Qinglan was jealous, and there was a boundless anger.

This anger was born out of her own weakness.

The distance between her and Chun Yousheng is gradually widening!

Of course, there is no shortage of surprises.

She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes burning.

Luo Fei sat under the stage with his palms lightly patting his thighs, and the corners of his mouth always had a meaningful smile.

Luo Miao on the side was also rarely silent.

On the stage, Su Mou coldly skimmed his martial arts, and then said: "Now, I am a third-grade spirit person, I don't think I need to elaborate on the gap between you and me, do you still need to fight?"

Wu Budu's eyes were in a trance, and he immediately became firm.

If it were Murong Qing, or Xiaofeng and the others, after listening to Su Mou's words, they might be suppressed and choose to admit defeat.

But Wu Budu is heroic!

He said categorically: "Fight!"

After speaking, he took the lead and blasted out a fist wave.

Su Mou snorted coldly, easily dodged, and then launched a strong attack!

"One gasification and three clearances!"

Swish!

He instantly transformed into three people, and they all used flying swords to break through.

An explosion swept through Wu Budu's body, causing Wu Budu to become scarred and covered in bruises.

But because Wu Budu used bloodthirsty power, his strength also increased greatly with his injuries.

But Su Mou not only had no scruples, but also intensified his offensive efforts.

"Qi runs through Changhong!"

Boom Boom!

The three qi rainbows were implemented on Wu Budu's body, directly shattering all of Wu Budu's defense methods, and the spirit weapon collapsed!

And his huge body was also squeezed to the ground, completely crawling!

"If you only have this level of strength, you can't defeat me!" Su Mou said in a deep voice.

He is like an old man at the moment, reprimanding his apprentice, and he is extremely arrogant!

With the three-grade cultivation to rely on, he already has the capital to be arrogant in front of Wu Budu!

There is an insurmountable gap between the third grade and the second grade!

Su Mou's attitude made Wu Budu angry.

But when he thought of Su Mou's strength, this anger was so powerless.

Wu Budu was lying on the ground, covered in blood, even though he was now carrying ten thousand catties of strength, he couldn't hit Su Mou with this punch.

He slammed the ground in hatred, trying to regain his fighting spirit.

But when he got back up, he was knocked down by the heaviness of reality!

Su Mou made a move and knocked him to the ground.

Wu Budu gritted his teeth and stood up again.

"Kneel!" Su Mou continued to press!

Boom!

Wu Budu was knocked down again!

Every time he fell, Wu Budu's fighting spirit diminished.

Until finally, he was out of breath and could no longer stand up.

He lay on his back on the ground, and it was darkness in front of him.

Knock! Knock!

Su Mou's footsteps came from his ears.

"Are you going to lose? It's still too weak, and the strength of the three grades can't be defeated at all!"

"Yes, it's impossible to win!"

Wu Budu cried unwillingly.

At this moment, in the darkness, a faint voice reached his ears.

"Stand up!

"I'm sure you can do it, defeat him!"

Murong Qing shouted from the sidelines.

This voice is incompatible with the surrounding voices shouting for spring again!

Wu Budu heard it!

His eyes slowly opened, as if his potential had been stimulated.

"Yes, and Brother Murong!"

"He gave up Wubi for me!"

"I can't let him down, how can I give up!"

"I can't fall!!"

"I want to defeat Haruyusheng and win the championship!"

"In this way, I won't be able to live up to Brother Murong and live up to this life!"

Rumble!

Wu Budu's body miraculously stood up, and his huge body stood up like a peak again!

The fighting spirit, the sense of oppression, returned to him!

Su Mou's footsteps froze, and he was obviously stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he sneered, "Stand up, unfortunately, you still have to fall!"

Swish!

A rainbow of qi swung out and slashed at Wu Budu's leg, directly cutting off his calf.

Wu Budu's body shook and stood on one foot!

"It's... Patriarch, do you want to stop it, Wu Budu is like losing~" Luo Xiang came to Luo Fei's side and asked.

Luo Fei waved his hand and chuckled: "Don't pay attention to it, as long as Wu Budu still has a breath, I can treat him and heal, let's see." ”

"Yes, Patriarch. With Luo Fei's words, Luo Xiang was no longer worried.

The battle continues!

"Huh~ can you still stand? Fall down for me!" Su Mou snorted.

Swing the qi rainbow again and cut off Wu Budu's other leg!

Boom!

Wu Budu lost the support of his legs, and his body fell to the ground.

But the moment he fell, he actually stood up with his fist.

At this moment, his legs are broken, but he still doesn't fall!

Scrappy!

The spectators outside the stadium were moved, and they forgot about the shouting for a while.

Time is frozen in this moment.

Su Mou stepped forward, with a calm expression on his face, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Why do you think you can defeat me, with your petty means?"

Wu Budu didn't make a sound, his eyes were fixed on Su Mou.

I was shouting, "Closer, closer, closer, I can punch him!"

Su Mou sneered, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"Since you think you can defeat me with your means, then I will take your spiritual weapon and see if you still have faith!"

After speaking, Su Mou's palm slowly raised, showing a claw-like shape in front of Wu Budu.

In Wu Budu's hateful look, he let out a low shout.

"Scoop and fetch things!"