"Boom!"

The first was a backhand punch, Tang Lianshan retreated again and again, and his hands could no longer hold the Haotian Hammer.

"Boom!"

The Haotian Hammer that was knocked out of the air swirled in mid-air and smashed down on the edge of the Fighting Soul Table, crushing a corner of the Fighting Soul Table.

First, he did not continue to attack Tang Lianshan, who had no ability to resist, and floated back with the help of reaction.

"Boom~"

The first pair of eyes were closed, and a fist smashed into the void in front of him, the fierce force flowing through the muscles and bones, and the right arm made a soft sound.

Just when everyone thought that they would stop and accept the cheers for the first time, they found that he once again used his right shoulder as the fulcrum, and his body shook slightly, from his feet to his waist, through the integration of the spine dragon, and another punch to the void.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"This is~" Tang Ke left the rostrum, stared at the first movement, and walked to the front of the fighting spirit platform step by step, followed by Yu Yuanzhen, Ning Fengzhi and Chenxin.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already taken the first step to stand in the audience, looking at Tang Ke and the others vigilantly.

The first person in a special state began to add his own understanding to the chaotic cloak fist technique.

The two forces of void, reality, rigidity and softness were also integrated, and with the void as the opponent, he continued to attack the chaotic cloak.

Obviously, his understanding of the chaotic cloak hammering method is already higher than Tang Lianshan's, at least Tang Lianshan can't hammer the void and accumulate strength.

Tang Ke stood under the fighting spirit stage, ignoring the two Douluo of the chrysanthemum ghost in front of him, looking at the first, his eyes flickering.

"Boom~"

The sixty-fifth punch was smashed, and the first person who had already felt a numb feeling in his muscles and bones, and his soul power flowed everywhere with the swing of the fist, constantly washing away every trace of flesh and blood in his body.

Sixty-sixth punch, sixty-seventh punch...

The arena was silent, looking at the young man who was boxing on the fighting spirit platform, the muffled sound in the void spread throughout the arena through the soul guide.

So that even the audience who can't understand it can understand how hard the first fist is.

Seventy-third punch, seventy-fourth punch, seventy-fifth punch...

The further you go, the more difficult it is to integrate the power stored in front of you, and when you swing your fist, your whole body is surging with qi and blood, and you feel that there is an invisible force beating every muscle and bone in your body.

Then Xiao Wuxiang's true qi seemed to moisten the beaten body like rain and dew, and the first qi was further slowly improved, and the strength of the body kept rising.

"Bang~Bang~Crack~"

As the eightieth punch was thrown, the first body kept making soft noises everywhere.

The soul power fluctuated violently, the skin exposed to the clothes was red, a layer of fine sweat on the forehead, and a trace of white mist emanated from the pores.

First, the closed eyes opened suddenly, and a light flashed, twisting the soul power, strength, qi and blood in the body into a rope, and swung out the strongest punch at the moment.

A soft shout: "Broken!" ”

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a tangible wave of qi was generated from the first fist, causing a gust of wind to arise out of thin air on the Fighting Spirit Table.

A sense of emptiness hit, and Dantian quickly swallowed the soul power in his body.

The first hurriedly sat down, the speed of Xiao Wuxianggong increased, and the power of nature between heaven and earth slowly poured into the first body through the acupoints around the body.

As the dantian's demand for true qi increased, the speed at which the power of nature poured into the first body also began to accelerate, and then a whirlwind slowly formed around the first one.

The audience watched this scene in amazement, and even Ju Douluo, who was guarding the first place on the edge of the ring, could only sense that the soul power of the first person was increasing at an extremely fast speed, and everything else was unknown.

"Huh~Huhu~"

The wind became louder and louder, and several people in front of the fighting spirit platform slowly retreated, and slowly a strange small typhoon with a diameter of three or four meters and a height of dozens of meters was formed, and the first one was in the eye of the typhoon.

It is weird, not only because of the suddenness of this wind, but also because this typhoon has not caused damage to other things.

Even the few people in Ju Douluo who were not far away couldn't understand it, they only felt that the breeze was blowing, and there was not the slightest fury of an ordinary typhoon.

This is also the reason why many spectators can still sit in the audience and watch without having to evacuate.

The two Douluo of the Ju Ghost stared at the few people in front of them vigilantly, although they didn't understand what was going on in the first place, but the rising aura in the first place showed that this was a good thing.

The typhoon revolved around the first for a quarter of an hour before it began to slowly dissipate, and tens of thousands of spectators, including several Titled Douluo, stared at each other, waiting for the first quarter of an hour.

The wind comes and goes.

The first slowly exhaled a breath, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and closed the work.

After a meal, the first soul power has increased from the peak of the fifty-third level to the peak of the fifty-fourth level, and it will reach the fifty-fifth level in less than two months.

glanced at the partner in the corner of the ring, nodded slightly, and also found that Tang Lianshan had already gotten off the fighting spirit platform.

Then he walked towards Ju Douluo and the others, clasping his hands into fists: "Thank you two elders, a few seniors to protect the Fa!" ”

Seeing that the first was fine, Ju Douluo walked quickly to the first body and slapped all over the first body with his hands.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

His face became more and more happy, and his mouth shouted hello.

Then he looked at the referee not far away: "Senior, this game should be won by our Wuhun Hall team!" ”

Without waiting for the referee to speak, Tang Ke stepped forward, and his voice spread throughout the arena: "This battle is naturally won by the Wuhun Hall team, and we can afford to lose!" ”

Seeing this, the referee hurriedly raised the sound transmission device: "In this final battle, the champion is the Wuhun Hall team!" ”

"Martial Spirit Hall Wansheng!"

"Wuhun Hall Team Ten Thousand Victories"

"The first 10,000 wins!"

When everyone saw the champion, they shouted.

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall team also ran towards the first place with a happy face, lifted the first one, threw it into the air, caught it again, and threw it again...

After a long time, Zhang Ruohan put down the first one with a happy face, thinking that he would get three soul bones later, and they all looked at the Snow Night Emperor with fiery eyes.

Suddenly, Tang Ke looked at the first and said, "Since you are already champions, then let's talk about another thing!" How did you learn how to beat your cloak? ”

The sound spread throughout the arena, and the scene was in an uproar! The tens of thousands of spectators who were partying fell silent again, and then whispered and erupted in a buzz.

I didn't expect things to be reversed, looking at the few people on the fighting spirit platform, waiting for the result.

"Humph! Tang Ke, how did the first chaotic cloak hammering method come about, everyone sitting here is clear, it is not your turn to say irresponsible "Ju Douluo stepped forward and faced Tang Ke.

Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo stood side by side, protecting the first behind them: "Towering Hao Tianzong, don't you want your face!" Or do you look down on my Martial Spirit Palace! ”

The two Title Douluo of the chrysanthemum ghost said that, and instantly released the martial soul, and the eighteen soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black appeared at their feet, confronting the three sects in front of them.

In his heart, he was anxiously thinking about how to bring the first outstanding encirclement, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, but the big deal is to run away first, go back and then bring people to kill the three sects, and find the field.

Yu Yuanzhen and Chenxin also frowned secretly, and they all felt that things were extremely tricky.

On reason, it is naturally the fault of Haotian Sect, but the foundation of the sect has been learned by others, if you put it on yourself, I am afraid that it will be more urgent than Tang Ke!

The three sects have always been the same in the face of the Wuhun Palace, if Haotian Sect's stunt is spread, I am afraid...

But if you stand all the way with Haotian Sect and put the charge of stealing Haotian Sect's soul technique cloak on the first head, there will always be people with vicious eyes among the 80,000 spectators present, once this matter spreads all over the mainland, the fame of the three sects will stink!

Besides, is the Martial Spirit Hall so easy to bully?

The Wuhun Hall can make a fuss if it is unreasonable, not to mention that this time it is reasonable to do it first, and if you and others do that, wouldn't it give the Wuhun Hall a reason to attack yourself and others!

Once this matter is not handled well, the war will sweep across the continent in an instant, and the key is that they and others may not be able to win the Martial Spirit Palace.

Maybe all the forces in the mainland will reshuffle the cards, and the two were caught off guard by Tang Ke, and for a while, they were very aggrieved.

It's tricky, it's so tricky, even if Ning Fengzhi has seven tricks, he can't think of a good way for a while.

The first looked at the two Douluo who were blocking in front of him, and his heart was slightly hot.

The first stepped forward, whispered a few words, and stood at the front.

Looking at Tang Ke with a gloomy face with a smile, he didn't speak, and took out a token from the storage necklace, which was used by Qianjun for the first talisman before, saying that it represented the worship hall outside.

First, he took out the token, took out a piece of silk and rubbed it gently.

"What? Does Sect Master Tang want to provoke a war between our Martial Spirit Hall and Haotian Sect? ”

Without waiting for Tang Ke to speak, the first added: "I am ordered by the Pope to lead the Wuhun Hall team to participate in the Soul Fighting Competition, and my every move is to carry out the will of the Angel God, representing the face of the Wuhun Palace!" ”

"According to the regulations of the Wuhun Palace, incidents involving some serious disputes shall be handled by the Worship Palace.

For example: strangling the younger generation of the Wuhun Palace, wantonly framing the seedlings of the Wuhun Palace, and wanting to prevent the angel god from spreading the glory by attacking the next generation of the Wuhun Palace.

No matter how you look at Sect Master Tang's behavior, it's quite consistent! ”

The first pinched the token in his hand, secretly used his soul power, and threw it at Tang Ke suddenly:

"Sect Master Tang should have a good talk with the Great Worshipper! I am a humble person, but I can't afford to wear the big hat thrown by the Tang Sect Master. ”

Tang Ke kept his head down, his brows furrowed, listening to the first words with no taste in his heart, and was thinking about how to refute the other party, when he suddenly felt that something flew towards him.

(End of chapter)