"Who's coming?"

Yang Lele walked back to the other end of the ring lightly, and then hooked his finger at the disciples of the Barbarian Department and the Flying Dragon Society on the opposite side.

Even in the face of such a provocative move, no one dared to go up to the barbarians.

The people of the barbarian tribe advocate strength, and they have always respected strength. But today, the strongest of their own clan lost to others in terms of strength, how dare they go up again?

Wan Yan mostly sat on the chair, looking at his own people, no one dared to go up, his face was pale, and then he rushed to Long Ao on the side and said, "President Long, do you see this?"

No one responded, which meant that the junior group was defeated on all fronts, and Yang Lele was able to directly win seven times, which was equivalent to defeating the remaining young people. And then to the 13th realm, there is no need to compare at all. Even if one 13-fold realm can defeat the 3 13-fold realms opposite, it will not help. Combined, it is only five wins.

Long Ao smiled coldly, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes, "None of those people of your clan have a seed?"

Wan Yan Duo hurriedly responded, "President Long, even if they are up, it will be useless, why let them come up again to increase their injuries." ”

"You barbarian people are really wasteful, but fortunately, Elder Bai asked me to help. Since you can't rely on your own people in the barbarians, then let the people of the Wyvern Club come, but remember, you owe me a favor this time. Long Ao said, stood up, and waved at a pale, sickly-looking teenager under the ring.

The white-faced boy nodded immediately.

After seeing the white-faced young man nodding, Wanyan's face stabilized, and there was no panic in Fang Cai.

However, when the white-faced boy stood up, not many onlookers knew him, and they were puzzled who the sick young man was and why he dared to go up.

Ordinary people don't know him, but Luo Qianye knows him, and everyone in the stands has heard of him.

"This is Gong Suohua, right?"

"It's him, it turns out that he's really in this group. Standing in the back all the time, no wonder I haven't seen him all the time. ”

"It's hard to say whether this one will win or lose. ”

Hearing the discussion behind him, Wen Ping asked Luo Qianye on the side, "Sect Master Luo, who is this Gong Suohua, which is stronger than the Seventh Body Refining?"

"Alas, I almost thought I could turn the tables, but I forgot about him. Luo Qianye didn't answer Wen Ping's question immediately, but sighed, seeming a little lost, "Sect Master Wen, Gong Suohua is a genius of the Flying Dragon Society's poisonous lineage. Born with a sensitivity to poison, he can also use a variety of poisons skillfully. ”

Wen Ping asked again: "With poison, it can be more powerful than refining the sevenfold body?"

"It's not a question of whether it's strong or not, people who use poison often study poisons by themselves, so in order to avoid being poisoned themselves, they know the secret technique of sealing the five senses. They all have a way to seal the nose, ears, and mouth, and although the sonic attack used by your disciple is strong, Gong Suohua can seal the sense of hearing. ”

Luo Qianye made a gesture of covering his ears.

The sense of hearing is gone, and no matter how strong the sonic attack is, it is only strong on the outside, and it can no longer defeat the sixfold refining body.

But it can kill people across borders!

Just when Luo Qianye thought that Wen Ping would become serious when he heard this, and then formulate a new battle strategy for his disciples, he didn't expect to wait for Wen Ping's words of praise for others.

"Seal the five senses! amazing, amazing. Wen Ping couldn't help but give a thumbs up, admiring the power of heaven and earth.

When Luo Qianye heard this, he shook his head and smiled, and said, "Sect Master Wen, why are you still praising your disciple's opponent?"

Wen Ping responded seriously, "Seal the hearing, this trick is quite powerful." ”

When the sect masters behind him heard this, they also looked at each other and smiled.

All shook their heads helplessly at Wen Ping.

They really didn't understand whether Wen Ping was from the Immortal Sect or the Flying Dragon Society, and he even praised other people's disciples before the battle.

......

Gong Suohua walked slowly to the ring, carrying a black gourd the size of a human head behind him, as if he was carrying something remarkable. After standing still in the ring, Gong Suohua looked at Yang Lele expressionlessly, and his pale face made his gaze pale and hollow when he looked at people.

Suddenly, Gong Suohua said: "Yang Lele, I'm very happy to meet you, you have already refined the sevenfold body at the age of 15. I didn't expect to be able to step on your fame in East Lake before I got the ten-show seat. Let's be honest, your sonic attack is useless to me, I can seal my hearing, so you can not compare to doing useless things. I'm telling you this, and it's kind of repaying you for the favor you made me step on to make a name for myself. ”

Yang Lele listened, plucked his ears indifferently, and then said in a low voice: "Alas, you talk too much, I only say one sentence, one more punch will count me as a loss!"

But no matter how low the voice is, it can be heard in the middle realm.

After hearing this, Long Ao turned his head, his eyes fell on Wen Ping on the side, and then said, "Sect Master Wen, I also want to ask you, who do you think will win? ”

Wanyan's smug smile stopped abruptly, and he glanced at Long Ao quietly.

It's a pity that it's Long Ao who is helping him out now, otherwise he wouldn't want to give Long Ao a good look. Wanyan Ali is obviously as handsome as him, why does he look like a pig?

Wen Ping heard Long Ao's words and responded, "Well, your disciple is amazing. But I can only mourn for your disciple, he may really become deaf. ”

At this time, Gong Suohua in the ring suddenly pulled out the plug of the black gourd.

Shake!

The watery brown powder slanted out, and after hitting the ground, it rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire ring.

At the same time, Gong Suohua's voice came, "This is stiff powder, even if you are refining your body tenfold, as long as your skin is stained with it, you can't move." ”

Gong Suohua smiled and drew the dagger from his waist.

Syllable!

Yang Lele took a step in the thin brown smoke.

Gong Suohua's smile came to an abrupt end.

The Black Devil immediately said in surprise, "This ...... How can this Yang Lele still move?"

Along with his words, Long Ao also looked at the ring with an incredulous expression.

"How so?"

Long Ao hurriedly stared at it.

Then he saw a magical scene, the stiff powder turned out to be completely ineffective against Yang Lele, Long Ao immediately stood up, glared at Luo Qianye angrily, and said: "It turned out that you came prepared! I said how could you Luo Qianye be so good with a starless sect master, it turned out that preparations had already been made for my Flying Dragon Society." ”

Luo Qianye was a little confused by what he said.

However, he didn't explain, but looked at Yang Lele in the ring, and walked towards Gong Suohua step by step.

One step at a time!

There was no stiffness at all.

Gong Suohua in the dust obviously realized this, and immediately retreated, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Lele rushed in front of him.

Raising your hand is a punch!

A punch hit him right in the left ear, and then Gong Suohua flew directly from the ring to the onlookers like an arrow from the string.

This scene made the entire stand suddenly silent.

After a long time, no one spoke.

Because they really couldn't believe that Gong Suohua lost like this, and he was really solved by Yang Lele's punch.