The voice fell. novel

A violent fluctuation, centered on Zhao Wendong, surged towards the surroundings.

The muscles in his arms bulged like sand and stones, like a bulging hump.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, and a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.

"Look, could it be that this is an ordinary martial art...... Stone Fist?"

"Unexpectedly, this Shen Zong forced Zhao Wendong to even use his martial arts, this time, Shen Zong is afraid that he will be more auspicious. ”

Sure enough.

As soon as Shi Dongquan came out, the momentum and offense and defense immediately changed greatly.

There was a loud "boom".

In the blink of an eye, the field at Shen Zong's feet was smashed down by Zhao Wendong's punch, revealing a small round pit.

He fled suddenly, causing his breath to be out of tune, and his whole face became a little pale.

"This ...... Effective ......"

He Yong saw that the golden light around his Dong brother skyrocketed, and the blow was effective, he was excited, and he shouted loudly.

"That's right, Brother Dong, just use martial arts! Beat him to death, who let this kid never learn any martial arts!"

......

Near Yanwutai, a three-storey attic.

Several high-level Qi refining students stopped by the window, watching the low-level students in the audience fight intently, sometimes letting out a sigh of admiration, sometimes a sigh of regret.

"Okay, it's almost, one knows martial arts, and the other can't, and the result will be separated immediately. A few of you who bet on Shen Zong to win, hurry up and bring the gold coins. ”

"Alas......"

Several students looked at the golden light on Zhao Wendong's body for a while, compared it with Shen Zongyi, and immediately shook their heads in frustration, took out a few gold coins from their arms, and handed them to a fat man in purple shirts with a fat body.

"Don't gamble, don't gamble, with such a huge disparity in strength, it is impossible for Shen Zong to win at all, you still fool us and say, there is a slight possibility. ”

"Isn't it a possibility? If it's a knock-off of teeth, then Shen Zong has already won. ”

As soon as this joke came out, everyone immediately burst into laughter, and anyone would think that it was caused by Zhao Wendong's carelessness.

"I am willing to lose the bet, I said it a long time ago......" The fat man in the purple shirt walked in front of the students one by one, stretched out his hand, and pocketed the gold coins one by one, with a smile on his face.

"That's it, let's go. After a while, half of the people on the field were in high spirits and dispersed.

The fat man in the purple shirt immediately turned his gaze to a woman in red on the edge of the windowsill, and couldn't help frowning.

"Miss Mengning, it's your turn. ”

I saw a woman with picturesque eyebrows, water-like eyes, and delicate curves.

At this time, she was holding her cheeks, still motionless looking at the movement of the martial arts arena.

A few moments passed, and nothing happened.

"Miss Mengning!"

The purple-shirted fat man snorted coldly, with a slight anger on his face: "Shen Mengning, don't think that if you are a woman, I won't dare to do anything to you......"

"What is the monkey anxious about, this duel is not over yet......"

Shen Mengning smiled lightly, turned back slowly, and her beautiful eyes flowed: "Just look at it, that young man...... He's not going to lose!"

......

Dusty and choking.

"Mortal martial arts?"

Shen Zong stood in place and wiped the bloody corners of his mouth.

"Why, you finally understand that you know the power of martial arts?"

Zhao Wendong took a few rough breaths, raised his head, and said with a sneer.

"It's too late to shout to admit defeat, otherwise, I'll blow up your vocal cords later, so that you can't even shout the word "admit defeat". Hey, what are you laughing at, who allowed you to laugh?"

"Hahaha......"

"I said, I didn't allow you to laugh, don't you understand!" Zhao Wendong shouted angrily.

There is no doubt that the faint smile on Shen Zong's face all the time made him very unhappy.

It is he Zhao Wendong who obviously has the advantage!

But Shen Zong, what chance does he have of winning?

Shen Zong suddenly stopped laughing, and his eyes were cold: "Martial arts are powerful, but first, this is only a mortal martial art......;

"Say I have a lot of flaws?"

Zhao Wendong was as if he had been pointed, and Mu Ran was on the spot.

I saw that his eyes were about to split, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

"Bastard, I don't have a lot of flaws, it's your turn!"

The anger in his chest was rampant, and a wisp of essence in his lower abdomen was running silently, and the swollen fist was aimed at Shen Zong's face and slammed over.

The fist is fierce and murderous.

He moved the real killing intent, and he was going to put Shen to death.

"Give me death!"

"This ......"

Qin Wanyue pursed her lips tightly, feeling the change in the aura on the stage, suddenly raised her eyebrows, and blurted out a shout.

"Shen Zong, get out of the ring!

Human life matters.

At this moment, she couldn't take care of the Qin family's face.

Shen Zong just looked back at her and gave her a reassuring look.

"Shen Zong, did you hear ......?"

"Of course I heard that, but if he wants to kill me, can I still let him go?"

Hearing this, Shen Zong took a deep breath, picked up his spiritual breath, and his body rushed up quickly.

He saw the opportunity, stretched out his five fingers, and grabbed the center of the fist fiercely!

This seemingly light grasp not only stagnated Zhao Wendong's own fist, but also as if even his aura was pinched by Shen Zong.

"What?"

The look of horror in Zhao Wendong's eyes seemed to be still on his face.

And the next moment.

"Click, click!"

Several bones cracked crisply, accompanied by terrible screams.

"Ah......h

Zhao Wendong's eyes widened, as if he was about to burst out of his eyes, and looked at his right fist in disbelief.

Five eyeball-sized blood holes made him dizzy for a moment!

Five fingers to heart!

The heart-rending pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making Zhao Wendong bend down in pain and kneel directly in front of Shen Zong......

Shen ...... Shen Zong...... I'm killing you, what did you just do to me?"

"Why, do you think you're the only one who knows martial arts......"

Shen Zong sneered, lowered his eyes, and looked at Zhao Wendong, who was kneeling on the ground.

"What did you say?" Zhao Wendong was stunned when he heard this.

"What do I mean? Literally, of course. ”

Shen Zong sneered, and without saying a word at the place where Zhao Wendong was injured just now, he punched again.

As a generation of martial emperors, how could low-level martial arts not be?

Therefore, this kind of martial arts, what are the flaws, and how to target them, he is naturally well versed in his heart.

Zhao Wendong screamed in pain and gasped.

"Stop, Shen Zong, what are you still doing, the victory and defeat have been decided!" He Yong and the others were naturally anxious when they saw that their Dong Ge was beaten.

"Stop, if the person kneeling on the ground now is me, do you think Zhao Wendong will stop?"

"This ......"

The answer, of course, is no.

Shen Zong smiled slightly, his eyes were cold, and he turned his head.

"Moreover, didn't the rules say that a duel in the martial arts arena will either knock people out of the ring or force the other party to shout out and admit defeat, isn't that so?"

"You ......"

He Yong's heart sank, when he first competed, who would have expected that their Dong brother would lose: "Brother Dong, did you hear it, hurry up and admit defeat, Shen Zong has already given you the ...... step down"

"What do you mean?"

When Zhao Wendong heard this, he became even more angry: "If you want me to admit defeat to such a medicine slave for him, I, Zhao Wendong, will I still be in the Purple Dao Martial Mansion in the future?!"

He said it strongly, but in his heart he kept thinking of a way out of trouble.

Don't admit defeat, but you can save face.

So, he racked his brains and thought deeply.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up.

"That's right......"

He almost blurted out, "I remember!" Purifying Qi Pill...... You Shen Zong, you must have taken the Purifying Qi Pill!"

Qin Wanyue's face was displeased, and she glared at him coldly: "What's the matter, now that it's over, do you want to mention this matter again?"

"Oh, do you have proof?"

Shen Zong's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wei Yong, who was huddled in the corner, and smiled slightly.

Seeing this smile, Wei Yong's heart felt a bad premonition, and his face turned pale.

It turned out that Shen Zong's real purpose was to kill people with a knife!

Because, relying on Shen Zong's unilateral rhetoric alone, the people of the Qin family would definitely not believe Shen Zong's words, and they would definitely not believe that Wei Yong was an internal ghost, and they would even think that Shen Zong slandered others.

And now, if Zhao Wendong said it himself, everything would be different.

"No, don't say it. ”

Wei Yong's mouth opened wide,