Chapter Forty-Eight: Battle!
Su Yue and Su Mo are of the same age, and their cultivation is about the same, so in the ring, the two intersected with their fists and feet, and they were evenly matched, and the audience in the audience also applauded. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Bang!"
The fists of the two shook together, and a strong wave of qi swept away, and both of them shook their bodies, and then suddenly took three or four steps back. This time, the two were still evenly divided, and no one took advantage.
Su Yue's eyes were slightly condensed, and he smiled: "Su Mo, it seems that the two of us will fight like each other, we will definitely not be able to tell the winner, we will all use the strongest strength in the next move, how about a decisive move?"
Su Mo nodded and said, "Okay, Su Yue, you have to be careful, I have a deeper understanding of the Broken Wave Palm a few days ago, and this time I will let you taste my awesomeness!"
The faces of both of them became heavy, and a solemn atmosphere rose in the field, and the audience in the audience also quieted down, and the next move decided the outcome of the game.
Su Yue's feet were staggered, squatting slightly, and in his arm, the rich blood qi gradually boiled, and a manic blood qi fluctuation emanated from his arm, making people feel a little palpitation. , and then he stepped forward, like a cannonball, towards Su Mo to kill!
"Brute Mountain Fist!"
Manshan Boxing is a mortal-level middle-grade martial art, and most of the children of the Su family have cultivated, but there are few people who can play Su Yue's momentum.
The elders and guests in the VIP table all looked at Su Mo with a little appreciation, obviously quite satisfied with his performance.
"Su Yue's manshan boxing practice is good, it should have reached the realm of Xiaocheng, and one punch can open the mountain and crack the stone. ”
Su Mo also didn't let it go, he snorted lightly, and the blood qi on his palm burst out in an instant, and the fluctuation of the blood qi rolled like a huge wave, and its power was even stronger than Su Yue!
"Broken Wave Palm!"
Su Mo stepped out, his figure suddenly swept out, and his palm slapped forward, directly slamming with Su Yue's fist!
Rumble!
A heavy voice sounded, and a terrifying wave of qi swept out from the place where the two of them collided, and the clothes of the two of them hunted under this wave of air.
A moment later, the bodies of both of them burst out rapidly, and they took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies, and there were blood stains on the corners of their mouths.
"I'm losing!" Su Yue lowered his head a little unwillingly, he took six steps back, while Su Mo only took four steps back, he said hatefully, "But next time, I will definitely defeat you!"
Su Mo's face was full of smiles, and he said happily: "Promise, but next time you want to defeat me, it won't be so easy, because I will also work harder!"
"Su Mosheng!"
Su Zhantian put the bamboo stick representing Su Mo into another bamboo tube, representing Su Mo's promotion. Then Su Zhantian took out two bamboo sticks at random, and said loudly: "In the second competition, Su Cheng vs. Su Jitong!"
Hearing his name, Su Jitong glanced at Su Xiaofeng vaguely, and thought, "Count your kid lucky, you didn't become my opponent, otherwise I have to teach you a good lesson."
And Su Cheng's face was a little ugly, he didn't expect to meet Su Jitong, who had recently become famous, in the first round, and it was said that Su Jitong had reached the sixth level of the Boiling Blood Realm!
He took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the ring, but the battle intent in his eyes skyrocketed, let me see, whether your sixth level of boiling blood realm is true or false!
Su Jitong glanced at Su Cheng, the corners of his mouth raised a sneering arc, he walked into the ring leisurely, looked at Su Cheng, and said lightly: "Just take out your strongest strength, otherwise you won't have the slightest chance!"
Su Cheng's face changed, anger appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "Arrogance!"
Immediately, his body moved, and the blood qi in his palm suddenly boiled to the extreme, and the fluctuation of that blood qi had actually reached the ninth level of the qi and blood realm!
Obviously, these days, Su Cheng has not been idle, and has made a breakthrough before the clan competition, and successfully entered the ninth level of the Qi and Blood Realm!
"Just let me understand your Su Jitong's tone!
An incomparably swift palm was directly slapped at Su Jitong, this Chiyan palm was a mortal-level top-grade martial art, he didn't use it when he was fighting with Su Ying before, but at this moment, when facing Su Jitong, he finally used it.
Su Jitong looked at the oncoming palm print lightly, his eyes were full of confidence, and when the red flame palm was about to touch him, Su Jitong's palm suddenly poked out, and he instantly caught this palm.
The incomparably swift momentum suddenly extinguished at this moment, like a dumb cannonball.
"What?" Su Cheng looked at this scene with shocked eyes, he didn't expect that the palm he had done his best would be taken by Su Jitong so easily!
The audience was also shocked.
"I have long heard that Su Jitong has broken through to the sixth level of the Boiling Blood Realm, I thought it was someone exaggerating, but I didn't expect it to be true. Someone said incredulously.
"It seems that Su Jitong has already won a place in this clan competition!"
Su Jitong looked at Su Cheng with a calm face, and there was a touch of pride in his eyes.
"Your punch is too slow, too weak, and vulnerable. ”
An indifferent voice sounded, Su Cheng's face became extremely ugly, and being ridiculed by Su Jitong in front of so many people made it difficult for the arrogant Su Cheng to accept.
"I don't believe it, you take my punch again!" Su Cheng shouted, his footsteps stomped violently, and in an instant, the blood qi in his body was released without reservation at this moment, and the manic blood qi fluctuated, rising in the martial arts arena.
"Great Sun Demon Fist!"
Hearing these four words, the eyes of the elders in the VIP table were all stunned, and even Su Xiaofeng's heart jumped.
This Great Sun Demon Fist is a spirit-level low-grade martial art, Su Xiaofeng was willing to want to practice when he chose a martial art, but later, he still chose the Ling Jue Seven Style and the Tiger Stripe Thunder Sound Body. However, the power of the Great Sun Demon Fist cannot be ignored.
The scorching temperature suddenly spread in the martial arts arena, and the audience who was close to them all felt as if they were being scorched by the scorching sun, and their faces had a hot burning feeling.
On Su Cheng's fist, the blood-red blood qi burned to the extreme, and a blood qi disc of nearly a zhang size appeared on his fist, looking at it from a distance, it looked like a raging sun!
Su Cheng had a scarlet smile on his face, and he had the terrifying day attached to his fist, which was directly aimed at Su Jitong and blasted it with a punch!
Su Jitong's face also became solemn at this time, he felt a great sense of threat on this Great Sun Demon Fist, it was obvious that if he was not careful, he would be very likely to be injured under this punch.
The thick blood qi suddenly burst out from Su Jitong's body, and that kind of fluctuation shocked everyone in the audience, and it was really the sixth level of the Boiling Blood Realm.
On his fingers, the blood qi lingered up, and in an instant, Su Jitong's fingers became red, like a red-hot iron rod, but on them were extremely terrifying blood qi fluctuations.
"Blood Spirit Finger!"
After breaking through to the sixth level of the Boiling Blood Realm, Su Jitong also re-selected a martial art, and this blood spirit finger was also at the level of the lower grade of the spirit level.
The attacks of the two shook together, and in an instant, an incomparable vibration was transmitted from the ring, causing the earth to tremble, and where the two of them collided, the bluestone floor gradually shattered.
The strong air wave made the audience unable to open their eyes, and they covered it with their hands.
Who will win or lose this battle?
When the wave of air dissipated, the audience hurriedly turned their eyes to the ring.