Broken Rib Tiger ...... And the chief?

The steward carefully observed the corpse of the fierce tiger in front of him, and a trace of imperceptible horror flashed in his eyes.

Gray-skinned and white-spotted, the body size is larger than the ordinary seven-fold Broken Tendon Tiger of the Qi Refining Realm, it should be at the leader level.

But is this really what he solved?

You must know that with the same strength, the demon beast relies on the advantage of its size, and it is difficult for humans to compete with it, unless some magic powers are used.

But he is just Dan Xiu in front of him, and it is impossible to have such a means.

What's more, you complete three things to deal with demon beasts in one day, and you end up with no red face or panting, and even the clothes on your body are not stained.

Who believes! Trick me like a six-year-old?

"You killed you?"

The steward calmed down a little, stared at Chu Ming's eyes and said in a condensed voice, with a hint of warning in his tone.

"If it's cheating, if it's found out, you'll be blacklisted by the Office of Affairs."

"Cheating? Hehe. ”

Chu Ming smiled indifferently, staring at the deacon with burning eyes and said softly.

"Why don't we go to the Martial Arts Hall to fight?"

“……”

In the face of Chu Ming's provocation, the steward who had already been made angry by him was angry in his heart, and his words were full of ridicule.

"Forget it, you Dan Xiu and I will go to the Martial Arts Hall with a sevenfold body cultivator of the Qi Realm? I don't want to be called a bully for you. ”

"Cowardly?"

Chu Ming smiled slightly, just two words made the steward's eyes cold. Rolling up his sleeves showed off his extremely strong muscles.

"Cowardice? I don't know this word! ”

"That'll do."

Chu Ming said with a smile, and immediately came to the Martial Arts Hall with Song Ming, an open-air octagonal siege, much like the plus version of the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

Compared with the deserted appearance of other halls after approaching the evening, this place is much more lively, all kinds of magic in the ring are flying all over the sky, and the collision of meat and meat is mixed with the shouts and shouts in the stands, which makes people's hearts beat faster.

After all, it is inevitable that there will be contradictions and quarrels between young and vigorous monks, and in order to prevent private fighting, Tianyanzong established a martial arts hall for them to compete and compete.

Of course, in order to enrich the fun of the competition, there is also a special list to give some rewards to those disciples with higher rankings.

Therefore, when Song Ming, who was ranked in the top fifty, came to the Martial Arts Palace, many people gathered around him with the mentality of watching the excitement, and felt a trace of sadness for his opponent.

"Song Ming, physical cultivation, steward of the affairs hall, ranked forty-nine."

"Chu Ming, Dan Xiu, deacon of the Holy Dan Temple, no rank."

After hearing the brief introduction of the referee in the ring, many people in the stands sighed and were full of sympathy for Chu Ming.

is another simple young man who can't stand Song Ming's provocation and comes to the Martial Arts Hall to learn.

You are a Dan cultivator, even if the realm is one level higher, you can't beat the physical cultivation!

"Are you ready?"

The referee looked at the two of them and waited until they both nodded before speaking coldly.

"The point of discussion is up, and those who deliberately kill them will be expelled."

With an order, Song Ming's clothes exploded instantly with a "bang", and his whole body began to bulge like a hill, and earthy brown spiritual power fluctuations lingered around his body, attacking Chu Ming with amazing coercion, causing a burst of exclamations in the stands.

"Turning the mountain into a duel? Why is Song Ming so serious, he won't be snatched away by others, right? ”

"Don't say it's really possible, this Chu Ming looks quite handsome...... Sister, do you know that he is a disciple of that mountain? Are there any Taoist couples? ”

"What's wrong? Do you like it? No matter how people say it, they are also deacons of the Shengdan Temple, what do you use to attract people? ”

"Sao."

“……”

There was silence in the stands, but this did not affect the competition in the ring in the slightest.

Song Ming roared angrily and rushed towards Chu Ming, stepping on the ring for a sharp tremor and waving his fists.

"Mountain Fist!"

However, Chu Ming was unmoved, his expression was full of disappointment.

It's not that he's disappointed that Song Ming only has this bit of strength, but he's a little disappointed in this fight.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the battle between monks be a confrontation of magical powers?

What's going on with this hand-to-hand combat like an ordinary person?

Alas.

Boring.

Chu Ming sighed lightly, stood with his hands in his hands, his hair instantly lengthened like a vine, and immediately divided into nine strands, and the tips of his hair condensed into a dragon's head and slammed towards Song Ming with amazing might.

In the face of such a strange attack, not to mention the people in the stands were dumbfounded, even the well-informed referees were taken aback.

And Song Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he was bitten by the dragon head on his limbs, and he was instantly tied into a zongzi, and he couldn't break free.

"Uh......"

After some fruitless efforts, he calmed down from his panic, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly ran backwards, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smug smile.

Didn't you tie me up with your hair?

Yes!

Then I'd like to see how long your hair can get!

However, when he saw that the black hair that was all over the ring was not only not broken, but was gathering more and more like a cloud, Song Ming suddenly regretted it, and his face began to turn red due to shortness of breath.

The blue tendons on his forehead bulged, and he roared angrily and just wanted to break free again, but he saw two pale yellow figures slowly walking towards him, accompanied by Chu Ming's evil laughter.

"You're curious how I dealt with the Broken Tiger Leader, right? Well, that's it. ”

Looking at the two pills rolling towards him, as well as the figure condensed above them, Song Ming was suddenly terrified, and couldn't help but roar angrily.

"Aren't you Dan Xiu?"

"So I'm going to use Dan Xiu's means to defeat you with dignity."

Chu Mingyi said solemnly, stroked his long fluttering hair, and pointed forward and said in a condensed voice.

"Up, Mako Dan, beat him!"

"You! …… Oops! Yes! Two big brothers of the pill, spare your life, don't slap your face, don't slap your face! ”

“……”

In the end, this "farce" came to an end under Song Ming's admission of defeat, although he was covered with bruises, and even his eyes were swollen and almost invisible, but he still had to use a weak voice to question soul-like.

"Referee, he ...... He is invincible! He's three to one! I'm going to go head-to-head with him! ”

"In this competition, Chu Ming wins."

"Referee, you ......"

The referee's voice was like the last straw that crushed the camel, Song Ming was directly so angry that he fainted when he heard this, and the ring suddenly fell silent, only the discussion in the stands filled the entire martial arts hall.

Song Ming lost?

And still lost to a Dan Xiu?

It's really fake!

Dan Xiu can also be so fierce?

"Sister, this Dan Xiu named Chu Ming is too powerful! I seem to be in love! ”

"Sister, sister hasn't begged you for anything so far......"

(End of chapter)