Wu Xiaoan didn't pay attention to their ridicule, but stared intently at the ring, the fierce fights attracted his attention all the time.

When those people saw that he was so boring, they pouted, and they didn't continue to entangle, but also turned their heads to look at the ring.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms collided together, and Lu Xiaofei only felt like a slap on an indestructible stone, and the feeling of shock and pain instantly spread from the palm to the arm.

Seeing Mu Tian's slight smile, he was furious, is this laughing at me for not being able to do anything?

He felt that he was being despised, how could this be? A person with no family background dared to do this to himself? Do you really think that you have no after-resort?

Mu Tian's punch itself is an extremely strong fist, and it is faintly about to break through the realm of Xiaocheng.

So Lu Xiaofei didn't get any benefits this time, the two retreated in unison, their footsteps dragged the ground, and a trace of friction could be seen, which was so clearly visible.

However, before everyone could enjoy this scene, the two of them jumped on their toes and quickly started fighting.

"Look at the seventh style of my martial arts five-grade "Heart-Destroying Palm", it is heart-wrenching. ”

Lu Xiaofei's palm came out, as if destroying everything.

And Mu Tian watched all this quietly, clenching his fists and waiting to strike.

At close range, the fists and palms of the two men glued together, and they stopped and looked at each other face to face.

Mu Tian smiled slightly, this was his characteristic. In addition to this, there is also his confident appearance, which is in momentum all the time, resisting opponents!

And Lu Xiaofei saw all this in his eyes and thought that this was a provocation by his opponent. But he didn't show it, because this is a kind of artistic conception, because if he shows it, it will make others feel that they can't hold their breath. The most important thing for a cultivator is that his mind is quiet!

"What's going on? Aren't they fighting?"

"Who knows theirs, they've been glued together for a long time. ”

"Well, this may be a deep temptation, right?"

The people under the ring were talking about what they were doing, and even the people on the side of the inner disciples didn't know what they wanted.

On the referee's platform, the head of the Xuanwu Sect saw this, and his puzzled expression was revealed, and then he looked left and right between the courtyard master and the elders, wanting to get some information, but everyone was like him, and they couldn't see any problems.

In the ring, between the two, no one let anyone, fighting with all their might.

Lu Xiaofei snorted in his nose and shouted in a deep voice: "I don't know whether you live or die, you dare to fight with me, and don't let you taste my strength, you won't know how to write the word regret." ”

"How should that be written? I really don't understand, hehe. Mu Tian asked interestingly.

Lu Xiaoxiao saw that his opponent didn't care about his words, and immediately his eyes flashed with cold light, bursting with a strong killing intent.

Mu Tian also noticed it, his pupils shrank, he sensed the danger, and immediately retreated.

However, Lu Xiaofei showed a mysterious smile, and did not wait for him to retreat, so he shouted in a low voice: "Look at my combat skills seven grades "Running Bull Boxing", the first style, running to the moon for thousands of miles." ”

As soon as this fist came out, he immediately chased after the opponent and slammed it away.

Mu Tian was only tired of coping, he didn't expect that Lu Xiaofei could also box, and he was so much higher than himself. When I was thinking about it, I couldn't concentrate on dealing with it at all, and I kept letting my opponent force me back!

As soon as Lu Xiaofei's combat skills came out, everyone shouted for them, secretly sighing that he had such a high combat skill at a young age, which made people jealous for a while.

But they also think about it, to have such a high combat skill, there must be a deep family background. Unless you have a long idle life to use your brain, you can only keep your duty!

After a long time, everyone under the ring began to rejoice and worry.

Those who support Lu Xiaofei, they finally see that victory is beginning to favor their supporters.

And the people who supported Mutian were full of disappointment, thinking that this was the end.

Especially Wu Xiaoan, when he saw such a scene, his heart was 100% intersecting for a while, but he didn't expect Lu Xiaofei to have higher combat skills. There was a hint of urgency on his face, not that he was worried about losing the 500,000 Firmament Coins, but that he was concerned about whether Mu Tian would be able to turn defeat into victory next?

Lu Xiaofei did not disappoint his supporters, and his fist hit Mu Tian's fist like lightning.

The collision of punches, the muffled sound.

Until the fight made Mutian's fist red, and there was a slight hot flow on the surface.

Just by the ring, Mu Tian had no way to retreat, his face suddenly became calm, and he said in his heart: "It's not just you who have a back move, I also have it, let's see who is more powerful." ”

After thinking about it, a fire suddenly appeared in his fist, and slowly, wrapped around his fist, the fire was transparent, and his tender fists could be clearly seen.

Lu Xiaofei's fist touched it, and he was immediately burned by the flaming fist, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

However, how could Mu Tian let him get his wish? Who was forcing him to die just now, this time the feng shui was turning, how could he let go of this great opportunity and swept out with his fists......

On the referee's platform, everyone was taken aback, stood up one after another, and looked at this scene, originally thinking that Lu Xiaofei would win, but who knew that now this fork would come out again, and sighed that it was really unpredictable.

They didn't understand, why there was a ball of fire in Mu Tian's fist, this was just a person at the peak of the Quenching Body Realm, what kind of high-level combat skill exerted such power?

Everything was in their doubts, but they had to keep it in their hearts first and continue to watch the competition.

"Bang!"

In the ring, it was Mu Tian's sudden and heavy blow, Lu Xiaofei retreated again and again, his black hair was spilled, and his shawl covered his face.

He shook it hard, and the black hair rose, and his face was hideous, and there was a slight hint of anger, and he was unwilling to be defeated like this.

And under the ring, this time the expressions are also different, it is completely reversed, Lu Xiaofei's supporters are self-evident, they can't figure it out, that Mu Tian doesn't have any family, but he can unexpectedly burst out of that fire, what is going on?

Compared with the former, the supporters on Mu Tian's side are happy, they don't think too much about what the problem is, they just know that Mu Tian can win, and let those who only have a family background lose face, which is something they are very willing to see.

At this time, Wu Xiaoan said with a smile: "Hehe, no wonder Mu Tian is so confident, it turns out that he has this trick." ”

At this moment, Mu Tian took advantage of the victory to pursue, his fists were on fire, and the force pressure landed on Xiaofei, forcing each other with fists.

At this time, Lu Xiaofei felt bitter in his heart, and said in his heart: "If it weren't for the low martial arts realm and the fact that he didn't exert his due strength, he just barely waved it, just like a flower shelf, it would be useless." How can you let your opponent bully like this?"

Quickly retreated to the ring, Lu Xiaofei was helpless, and said in his heart: "Do you really want to use that trick? If you can't hit it with one blow, you must be hurt." ”

At this moment, the people who supported him shook their heads, disappointed in him, and even scolded him for being useless, losing the face of the family, and even an ordinary person couldn't beat him.

"Fight. Lu Xiaofei said to himself in a low voice with a firm intention in his hideousness.