"Nine Palms?"

Zhao Siyu, who fell to the ground, took advantage of the short respite left by Hong Youjia to quickly accumulate the yuan power in his body, saying that it was too late, it was too soon, and he saw that Hong Youjia's hungry tiger pounced on food......

But seeing the two fists and palms intersecting, meeting in mid-air, two huge energy dispersed from the center of the martial platform, and the cyan stone slab on the floor that exploded because of the huge power immediately flew into dust, followed by a loud "bang-" sound, resounding in every corner of the square, and an arc was drawn in the dust and mist above the martial platform......

I saw a figure rolling on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping......

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, and even the big names on the viewing platform didn't know what was going on for a while......

As the dust gradually settled, people gradually found a person's figure from the dust, but for a while they couldn't tell who it was, a breeze blew, and people gradually finally saw what was happening on the martial arts platform of the game, and also saw who the man standing on the martial platform was......

"It's Zhao Siyu! It's the son of the head of the Zhao family!"

It wasn't just who shouted loudly under the martial platform, everyone heard the words, and looked at it, although the young man standing on the martial platform, although his body was embarrassed, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, it was indeed Zhao Siyu who was right, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and all the people in the square fell silent again......

The big people on the viewing platform, looking at this scene, each of them had their pupils shrinking suddenly, and they couldn't help but look at Zhao Siyu's back not far away, and Zhao Siyu's past of not showing up for a year has become more mysterious at this moment.

Everyone looked at Hong Youjia who fainted to the ground again, dead or alive, one by one surprised speechless, a moment later, a pair of eyes as if looking at monsters, again cast on Zhao Siyu on the martial platform, although in the eyes of everyone did not know what happened before, but Hong Youjia's sudden surge of strength, that Yuan Li incarnation, that comparable to the strength of the king of martial arts, is a fact that everyone saw with their own eyes, however, to everyone's surprise, after the strength skyrocketed, although Zhao Siyu was also beaten all over the ground, but now it is defeated more tragically and simply than before, and he was seriously injured in one palm！

"What a powerful martial art! What level is this?How is it possible!" Zhao Hantian looked at Zhao Siyu in front of him in shock, took a breath of cool air, and muttered, knowing very well in his heart how rare and difficult the martial arts of the Xuan rank were.

Song Zongtian, who was also deeply shocked, slowly regained his senses, and once again recalled the various martial arts used by Zhao Siyu before, his brows furrowed slightly, and the thoughts in his heart flew "If I remember correctly, the most advanced martial art of the Zhao family should be a high-level martial art "Dragon Descending Technique" that matches the high-level "Green Dragon Technique" of the Yellow Order, but now the martial art used by Zhao Siyu is obviously not the "Dragon Descending Technique", ...... "Thinking of this, Song Zongtian's right hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and he whispered in his heart, "Could it be...... This martial art is comparable to the Xuan Rank, the year that Zhao Siyu disappeared, it must not have been taught to him by Zhao Xinlong! Who could it be!"

Song Zongtian turned his head slightly, but he just happened to catch the faint shock on Zhao Xinlong's face.

"Zhao Xinlong didn't even know!" Song Zongtian looked at Zhao Siyu who was standing on the martial platform again in astonishment, and couldn't help but think, "What kind of great opportunity did this little guy get in the year of disappearing behind him, presumably there should be a mysterious teacher behind Zhao Siyu, right? Otherwise, the martial arts of the Xuan Rank could not be refined so perfectly by just relying on his blind groping as a young man! Moreover, the mysterious person who can teach the martial arts of the Xuan Rank, his strength is probably at least a strong martial king! Maybe, even more!" Thinking of this, Song Zongtian's cheeks flashed with solemnity, slowly put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes revealed a solemnity, carefully looked at Zhao Siyu in the field, and then nodded and said to himself, "This little guy, maybe he can really grow into one of the best characters in our Xiangyun City and even in Longlou Country!"

......

Zhao Xinlong, who was beside Song Zongtian, also sighed: "Alas... Xiaoyu, this little guy, is really getting more and more incomprehensible" In addition to sighing, Zhao Xinlong's heart couldn't help but applaud in his heart for the martial arts used by Zhao Siyu, such a flexible and neat martial art, not only from the perspective of defense, but also from the perspective of strength, I don't know how much higher it is than the yellow-level advanced martial art "Dragon Descending Technique" in the family......

Zhao Xinlong, who gradually calmed down, shook his head slowly, exhaled lightly, and the light in his eyes flashed, "Who is the master behind Xiaoyu!" Zhao Xinlong, who was unexpectedly for a while, could only focus his gaze on Wutai again......

On the martial platform, Zhao Siyu slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, with the sound of the bones of his body, erasing the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Zhao Siyu slowly put away his palms and said to himself, "I can't imagine that the Nine Palms have only practiced to the sixth chapter?

While Zhao Siyu was amazed by the power of the Nine Palms, his eyes swept to Hong Youjia, who was still fainting to the ground.

Zhao Siyu, who had an indifferent face, did not have the slightest pity in his heart, if he didn't have three Xuan-level martial arts to protect himself this time, I am afraid that Hong Youjia's punch just now would be able to leave his life on this martial platform, since others have never shown mercy to his subordinates, then he has no reason to be a bad person at all. Zhao Siyu, who slowly withdrew his fist, said lightly to Fang Dingwu, who was stunned on the side, "The game is over, right?"

Fang Dingwu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after regaining consciousness, he nodded hurriedly, and was just about to shout the ending of the competition, but an angry roar interrupted it.

"Zhao Siyu!" Hong Zhongyan on the viewing platform was also angry from shock, and roared, "You dare to hurt my son! I want you to pay for your blood debt!" After that, Hong Zhongyan jumped up directly from the viewing platform and took Zhao Siyu's life, and Zhao Xinlong did not show weakness when he saw this, and followed closely......

Seeing Hong Zhongyan burst out all the yuan power of his body, he came to Zhao Siyu in one breath, Zhao Siyu, who had just experienced a big battle, didn't have time to dodge, and was about to be grabbed by Hong Zhongyan's throat in a few moments......

"Smack—"

Zhao Xinlong suddenly appeared, grabbed one of Hong Zhongyan's hands tightly, and the two of them were tense and refused to give in to each other......

"Zhao Xinlong!" Hong Zhongyan said angrily, "Hurt my son, this revenge will be avenged!"

"Fair competition, life and death are fate!" Zhao Xinlong said-for-tat, "What did you say when your son just wanted to kill my son!"

"Get out!" Hong Zhongyan frowned, and once again exerted force, his whole body was wrapped in Yuan Force, and even burst out in the shape of a tiger, Zhao Xinlong naturally did not show weakness, and also broke out Yuan Force, and the two couldn't hold each other for a while......

"Boom-boom-boom-"

At this moment, suddenly there were several huge cannon sounds in Xiangyun City, and on the square, all the people looked around in astonishment......

Song Zongtian suddenly got up from his seat and shouted, "Not good!"