Zhang San's expression changed slightly, and he looked down at the three silver needles on the ground.

This kid actually blocked his grappling hook with only three silver needles?

Zhang San didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, sniffed, and his attitude was ten times more serious than before.

"Vajra Protector. ”

Zhang San roared, and then his whole body was enveloped in a cloud of golden gas, and his whole body became as hard as King Kong, and the copper wall was impregnable.

"Stinky boy, I originally planned to use this trick in the final finale, but now I'm going to take your kid first. ”

After Zhang San finished speaking, his feet shook the ground, and he rushed towards Jing Ge with a fierce force.

Every step on the ground is like a bronze statue falling to the ground, stepping on it with a clangling sound.

Just by listening to the voice, you can know how heavy his body is at the moment.

Zhang Sanyi punched over, and Jing Ge resisted with his fist.

The opponent punched again, and the two fists were dense like rain, smashing frantically, and Jing Ge returned with the same boxing speed.

Counteract the opponent's punches with the speed and power of your fists.

After a moment of collision, Jing Ge was a little powerless, his steps were unsteady, and he took a step back.

The center of the eyebrows is sinked.

This guy's fist suddenly became so heavy.

If I continue like this, I am afraid that my fingers will break.

Jing Ge knew that he couldn't continue to collide with the other party with his fists, so he quickly took a few steps back, walked around the field for half a circle, regained his footing, and glanced at the other party with cold eyes.

"The Zhang family's Vajra body is really powerful, this Jing Bao'er has participated in the competition for so long, it's the first time I've been deflated, I think he will lose. ”

"Not necessarily, although Zhang San's vajra body is well cultivated, it is not an invincible trick, as long as this Jing Bao'er finds a way to crack it, it will be when Zhang San is defeated. ”

"The tricks on the race sheet have changed, no matter how powerful he Jing Bao'er is, can he see the flaws in such a short time?"

There was no shortage of people in the stands who exchanged heads and muttered about their opinions.

"Stinky boy, where are you hiding?"

Zhang Sanling stepped forward, and when he was still some distance away from Jing Ge, he suddenly flew up in the air, his palm stretched out, and a huge palm transformed by golden gas shot down from top to bottom, straight towards Jing Ge's location.

Jing Ge dodged to the side in an instant before his golden palm almost hit.

"Smack. ”

"Boom. ”

Where Jing Ge was standing a moment ago, a one-meter-wide palm print was broken.

"Stinky boy, it's quite fast to hide, look at the move!" When Zhang San landed, he rushed towards Jing Ge again, and the golden light on the fist came with a metallic coldness and solidity.

This time, the speed was incredibly fast, and Jing Ge continued to dodge in front, his physical energy was excessive, and his body's reaction speed slowed down.

It's about to be hit.

Bai Ye in the stands couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to stop it.

At this moment, the ring on Jing Ge's chest flashed with a glimmer of light, and a sword that stood tall in the sky appeared out of thin air.

The whole body is red, and the sword body is carved with delicate and blooming flowers, and a large amount of black gas is constantly gushing out around the sword.

That's a bad breath.

It gives a deep, dark, and terrible feeling.

The sword blocked Zhang San's punch.

"Hum. ”

The sword body trembled, the gas around the body fluctuated, and there was a sudden shock, and Zhang Sananti was knocked out.

"What is that, a sword will spit black gas?"

"Dead bald, sit down, you're standing up and blocking others. The red-haired man next to the bald head stood tall with short and thick red hair rising to the sky.

He wore a red forehead wipe on his forehead, and four big characters were embroidered on his forehead with black embroidery thread: Wuling Sect.