Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Audience

"Bang!"

A muffled sound exploded in the martial arts arena, and it was a little abrupt in the silent martial arts competition scene at this moment.

The two people on the field, as if time had been forbidden, froze in place, motionless.

For a while, after the muffled sound, the audience was deadly silent.

"What happened?" After a long time, someone in the stands finally reacted, looked at Huang Xu's back who had been punched hard, and let out a sigh: "It's a pity that this kid failed in the first move." ”

"Yes, it is worthy of being a child of the Song family, who chose such an ingenious move and defeated the opponent effortlessly, and the future is limitless. ”

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"No, you see ......"

Suddenly, a somewhat abrupt exclamation sounded from the crowd that had been talking. In the stands, Huang Zhong, who was originally worried, suddenly had a happy smile on the corner of his mouth after seeing that scene.

I saw that on the martial arts field, Huang Xu, who had been punched solidly, was still like Mount Tai, standing still. Behind him, Song Zhong, who hit Huang Xu's back with a heavy fist, was as if he had smashed into an iron block, and he bent down in pain, and the blood in his hands kept oozing out.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Song Cheng in the stands, his hands trembled slightly, his lips kept squirming, and he looked excited.

Because he was shocked to find that the blow that he thought was inevitable did not have the desired effect. On the contrary, his son, for some reason, was seriously injured on his right fist.

"Behind your back...... What's that!"

On the martial arts arena, Song Zhong tightly held his injured and bleeding right hand, and said with a look of disbelief.

Hearing this, Huang Xu grinned, turned around slowly, glanced at Song Zhong's fist, and said indifferently: "Do you think I can fall for your plan so easily?"

"Tell me, why?" this injury was so inexplicable, Song Zhong was full of unwillingness in his heart, and shouted angrily.

"If you want to know why, you're not qualified enough!"

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Huang Xu's body, like an arrow off the string, rushed out and attacked Song Zhong directly.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell the other party, because the iron rod behind his back had great magical powers. Not to mention the opponent of this body refining realm, even if a martial artist came and wanted to attack him from behind, he would have to be seriously injured if he hit the golden hoop stick firmly.

The firmness of this golden hoop rod is much more powerful than that of ordinary mountains.

In an instant, Huang Xu came to the other party.

Seeing that the other party's speed suddenly became faster, and it was not inferior to himself in the slightest, Song Zhong's heart suddenly spread with despair and disbelief.

"Impossible, could it be that you have also entered the eighth level of the Body Refining Realm?" Song Zhong's pupils dilated suddenly, and he exclaimed.

In his mind, the opponent's speed can be on par with his own, and his strength will definitely not be below him. In addition, with the help of "Dragon Elephant Qigong", it is difficult for him to meet opponents at the same level, that is to say, Huang Xu's realm is likely to be even higher than him.

But...... Is this possible?

Huang Xu didn't give him so much time to think.

In his frightened gaze, behind Huang Xu, a tiger remnant flashed and disappeared, and in an instant, it smashed into Song Zhong's chest. Even the other party didn't even have the opportunity to raise his hand.

However, when his boxing was about to hit Song Zhong's chest, the whole person suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something, and the whole person's shape changed suddenly, turning into a spirit monkey remnant, and a dodge went directly to Song Zhong's back.

"By the way, someone seems to have said just now that a punch to the spine will not die, at most it will only be half of the body in the second half of his life. The figure came behind Song Zhong, and a touch of coldness flashed on Huang Xu's face.

In his previous life, the picture of Song Zhong humiliating him in front of him is still vivid.

That battle directly led to Huang Xu's later death, and involved him, an innocent person, in this turmoil.

And Song Zhong's actions just now made him think that he couldn't forgive the other party.

Feeling the momentum emanating from Huang Xu's body, Song Zhong felt a pang in his heart, and an extremely frightened thought quickly spread in his heart. Thinking of what was about to happen, his legs began to tremble involuntarily, and the horror on his face was palpable.

"No...... Don't do that, Huang Xu...... No, Brother Huang, I beg you!" Two frightened looks flashed in his eyes, and Song Zhong didn't have time to turn around, so he had to beg for mercy loudly.

However, before the words fell, he saw a faint spiritual light flashing on Huang Xu's fingers, shooting directly at Song Zhong's back, the position of his vertebrae.

With a crisp sound, a light shot out of Huang Xu's fingers pierced Song Zhong's back directly, and immediately, he saw Song Zhong's body softening like a mess of mud.

"Heart-to-heart finger?"

Seeing Huang Xu's movements, the faces of the people present were all shocked. Even his father, Huang Zhong, was no exception.

"This kid, who has been going to the back mountain to cultivate for the past few days, has reached this point?" Huang Zhong was also slightly stunned by Huang Xu's amazing performance, and even though his face was happy, he muttered to himself.

His eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept over Song Cheng in front of him, whose face was a little ugly, Huang Zhong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled indifferently: "Brother Song, I agreed." ”

"Humph!"

The skin at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Song Cheng almost let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and immediately ignored Huang Zhong, just looked at Song Zhong who was on the martial arts arena with a gloomy face, and collapsed to the ground unable to move.

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"Hehe, in this competition, Huang Xu of the Huang family, win!"

In the martial arts competition, as long as you don't kill the killer, you will not be disqualified. Therefore, after Song Zhong fell to the ground, Han Rong, the shirtless man on the side, soon came to the field, and after some inspection, he also directly announced the winner of this competition.

At the same time as his words fell, there was an uproar in the stands. No one could have expected that Huang Xu, who was still recovering from a serious illness a month ago, would be able to progress to this point in a short period of time.

It seems that the Huang family has been hiding for long enough for this martial arts competition.

Sensing the strange gazes of the people around him, Huang Zhong of course guessed their thoughts, smiled indifferently, and didn't explain anything.

"Go, bring Zhong'er back. In the stands, Song Cheng looked at Huang Xu standing on the martial arts arena with vicious eyes, gritted his teeth, and spit out word by word from his mouth: "Qian'er, I didn't expect this kid to have reached this point." The competition will be changed later, and when you meet the little child of the Huang family, you don't need to keep your hands, just kill it!"

"Yes. ”

A look of hideousness flashed on his face, Song Qian nodded lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and glanced at Huang Xu on the field. It just so happened that at this moment, Huang Xu on the martial arts arena also looked in his direction, the corners of his mouth were vaguely visible, and there was a faint sneer, as if he was already looking forward to a duel between the two......

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