Even if Zhao Hao showed three kinds of fist intent, no one expected that the battle would end so quickly, after all, there were fifteen people in the fetal realm.

Moreover, the consumption of fist intent is extremely large, and those with a shallow foundation generally can't urge it a few times even if they practice fist intent.

Zhao Hao's devastating offensive, the fist intent did not weaken from beginning to end, and the elite of the four tripods were seriously injured with one punch, and the foundation was at least five tripods.

Three kinds of fist intent, the foundation above the five tripods, Baizicheng has not produced a genius for a hundred years.

"Agreed!"

Standing with his fists closed, Zhao Hao's eyes were calm, his expression was not shocked, he swept the surprised eyes on and off the stage, and slowly stepped off the stage.

"The young master is mighty!"

The roar sounded, Li Bahammer raised his fist, his heart was agitated and screamed, and he felt more and more that it was the right decision for his father to let him follow the young master.

The corners of Zhao Qingwu's lips were slightly raised, and his little hand gave a thumbs up underneath.

"No wonder he dared to show his minions, it turned out that he already had the power to protect himself. ”

The young man's boots stepped on his side, Zhao Xuanji lay on the ground, his foxy eyes flashed with remorse, and he made a wrong choice outside the city.

"No!"

Gritting his teeth and lying on the ground, Zhao Nanguo broke six ribs, but he didn't feel the pain, staring at the young man's back, his heart was filled with despair.

He has the foundation of the second tripod, even if he has practiced hard for ten years, the triple consummation of the fetal realm, and the power of the six tripods, he has reached the strongest in this life, but he is still no match for Zhao Hao now.

This reality made him, who wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, desperate to the extreme.

The rest of the Zhao family probably also has this mentality.

If there is not much difference between each other, you can still catch up with your efforts, but the gap is so big that you are a person from two worlds.

The five masters of the Zhao family, although they have not lost ten to one, are all silent, not knowing what they are thinking.

"Six ribs!"

Checking his son's injuries, seeing that although others were injured, none of them were seriously injured, Zhao Qianjue clenched his teeth, and his heart trembled: "This kid is with his mother, the demon is boundless, his heart is more ruthless and poisonous than his mother, and he can kill him." ”

"We can't let this little wild grow anymore!"

Zhao Qianjue and Zhao Nanfeng, father and son, glanced at each other, and nodded together unconsciously, their eyes full of murderous intent.

"Stinky boy, there must be more than the foundation of Wuding!"

Everyone's expressions were in their eyes, because the cultivation of Zhao Hao was questioned by the family, Zhao Qianhu held back his anger for more than ten years and vomited bitterly, only to feel that he raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows flew and danced, and his eight-character beard trembled: "Dabi continues!"

Dabi continued to start, and the mood of the crowd was not high.

Onlookers watched the Zhao family, all of them jumped into the sinkhole, lost a large amount of red dragon coins and xenomorph heart cores, and they all felt distressed and had liver pain.

In the competition, the children of the Zhao family were all defeated by Zhao Hao, and they were a little unable to lift their spirits.

In the silence and depression, Dabi has a result.

Among the fifteen people, the strongest are Zhao Xuanji and Zhao Nantai, and Zhao Nanguo, who had a chance to enter the top two, was defeated due to serious injury.

The eyes on the field focused on the two of them, and in order of current rankings, Zhao Xuanji was fourth and Zhao Nantai was fifth.

If the two want to rise in the rankings, they must challenge Zhao Hao, Zhao Qingwu, and Zhao Nanfeng.

However, everyone knew that no matter which of the three was challenged, the two would definitely lose, and there was no hope.

"Challenge!"

The eldest lord Zhao Qiancheng's eyes were cold, and he gave Zhao Xuanji and Zhao Nantai a fierce look, and turned his head to look at Zhao Qingwu.

"I'm going to challenge the light dance!"

Zhao Nantai came to the stage hard.

Most of the Zhao family frowned, didn't this make it clear to deliver food, but guessing what the old man meant, no one spoke.

"This old guy has no confidence!"

Zhao Hao's eyes narrowed, and his heart was like a mirror: After seeing his performance just now, Zhao Qiancheng suspected that his cousin was also hiding his secrets, so he let the two of them test it in front.

"I'm so embarrassed!"

The city lord's daughter Bai Qingyi pouted and muttered: "It's clear that it's a losing competition, just to consume a little bit of blood from Sister Qingwu, and force a rookie to go up, how afraid of your son losing." ”

"Ugh!"

Zhao Qianjue's old face darkened, and he glanced at General Manager Yan:

You are the person I paid to invite, and I can't let the eldest lady tear down the stage again, and save some face for the old man in front of everyone.

Mr. Yan was unconscious.

Bang!

There was no surprise in the competition, Zhao Qingwu went on the martial arts stage, and a move fell on Zhao Nantai's flawed moves, knocking him off the stage.

"I'm coming!"

Zhao Xuanji bit her silver teeth, like a beautiful snake, her delicate body swayed into a curve, turned into an afterimage and pounced, and the python roared and hissed.

Roar!

Zhao Qingwu was a little surprised, the qi and blood in his body surged, the tiger roared and exploded, and a stronger fist intent erupted, suppressing the python roar.

The corners of Zhao Hao's lips are slightly raised:

Just now, I felt that this scheming girl, the green python strangulation fist burst out with fist intent, but it was much worse than my cousin's fist intent.

Moreover, the green python strangulation fist, in front of the upgraded version of the 'Shenlong Fist', is full of flaws.

"Fist Intent!"

Manager Yan was shocked again:

The Zhao family practiced boxing intent and got the strong pass, but it was the woman back then, who left behind so many wizards.

"Wow, Sister Qingwu is so powerful, she actually practiced her fist intent. ”

The city lord's beautiful eyes in white green clothes were shocked, and she was spinning around: "If my brother knows, he will definitely be under a lot of pressure, and his sweetheart has practiced his fist intent, but he hasn't practiced it yet." Hee-hee, my brother is so embarrassed. ”

"Xuanji has practiced her fist intent!"

Zhao Qiancheng was surprised and delighted, and turned his head to look at his son, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"Light Dance and Little Sister have all practiced their boxing intentions!"

Zhao Nanfeng, who has been raising his head and holding his chest up, his face instantly turned pale, his heart was full of jealousy, and his handsome face was a little hideous: "Why, you can all practice boxing intent, why can't I practice boxing intent, I Zhao Nanfeng don't need anyone to be bad, you practice boxing intently now, let me go out in the future, how to meet people, two sluts, a small wild seed." ”

The Zhao family was dumbfounded, puzzled:

When did the fist intent become so easy to practice, Zhao Qingwu and Zhao Xuanji all gave birth to fist intent.

I don't know if the first day of the family has practiced it.

"Thank you, Sister Qingwu, for your mercy. ”

Although he also practiced boxing, but only supported three moves, Zhao Xuanji flew upside down and was defeated, turned over and thanked him and stepped down, and his heart was inexplicably surprised: it seemed that every move just now was restrained by Zhao Qingwu, so he was defeated so quickly.

"Zhao Nanfeng!"

Standing with his fists closed, Zhao Qingwu said with a calm and beautiful face: "I want to challenge you to get the first place in the family competition and get a place in the Seven Saints Academy." ”

"Then it's up to you!"

Pulling out an afterimage, as if appearing on the martial arts platform out of thin air, Zhao Nanfengjun's face was cold, and his eyes were secretly murderous: "Don't think that if you practice your fist intent, you can compete with me, if I hadn't been dedicated to refining my viscera, I would have practiced my fist intent a long time ago." ”

"What, the eldest young master didn't practice his fist intent. ”

Originally, I couldn't practice boxing, but it was normal.

But with Zhao Hao, Zhao Qingwu, and Zhao Xuanji all practicing boxing intent, the Zhao family subconsciously thought that the eldest young master of the family on the first day should also practice boxing intent.

"I can't listen to it anymore!"

On the high platform, the city lord's daughter Bai Qingyi covered her ears, pouted and said: "If you are not a fool, everyone knows which is more important to temper the viscera and practice the fist intent." If you can't practice, you can't practice, what excuse do you make, my brother hasn't practiced either. Could it be that you think that you are better than my brother. ”