Listening to Wang Dazhui's words, others didn't have anything, but the disciples on the side of the Seven Star Pavilion all shivered one by one, and they couldn't speak with their mouths open.

"If you want to fight, don't grind, okay?"

The light of his eyes swept over the elite disciples of the Seven Star Pavilion below, and Wang Dazhui found that no one dared to look directly at his eyes.

The momentum generated by the little clay figure just now has left a strong shadow in the hearts of these guys, they don't know what happened to the road, and they think it is the strength of Wang Dazhui itself, looking at Wan Xing who fell to the ground and was unconscious like a dead dog, where else dare to come forward to speak?

Liu ...... Senior Brother Liu Yu, it's your turn to play. ”

Zi Ning swallowed and spat hard, then reached out and gently pushed Liu Yu, whose face was as white as paper in front of him.

The disciples of the Seven Star Pavilion are the only ones left who have not yet played, in fact, Zi Ning has just won Leng Han, and he is also qualified to appear again, but he has already made up his mind in his heart, whether he is dead or alive, he will not go on stage again.

He was seriously injured by Leng Han before, and if this falls into the hands of Wang Da Hammer again, it will not be a proper death!

"I ...... I ......"

Liu Yu looked back at the brothers behind him with difficulty, but found that they all looked away without a trace.

"You're all left, aren't you? Hurry up, we're done!!"

Wang Dazhui snorted impatiently on the stage, raised his hand and held it weakly, and the strong internal strength gushed out, forming an incomparably strong suction, dragging Liu Yu's body in the air, and trying to pull him to the stage.

"No, no!!!"

Feeling the pulling force coming from under him, Liu Yu was suddenly frightened, his face was colorless, he snorted and cried, and crawled in the opposite direction with a wail. How embarrassed and embarrassed.

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape the control of Wang Dazhu.

"Help, help!!"

Liu Yu was only left with a strong fear in his heart at this time, and where could he care about the glory and dignity of being the first disciple of the first sect?

"Hahaha!"

The martial arts people in the audience who relieved their breath couldn't help but laugh out loud when they heard Liu Yu's screams that they couldn't hear their voices. At the same time, looking at the Wang sledgehammer standing proudly on the stage, the admiration and awe in my heart were even stronger.

Being able to force the elite disciples of the Seven Star Pavilion, who had always been high in the past, to shout for help, such a thing is really unprecedented, and there is no one to come!

"I'm scared stupid, I don't want to fight, just admit defeat!"

Looking at Liu Yu, whose crotch was wet, Wang Dazhui smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you so miserable? ”

"Ahh

Liu Yu's face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy of Jedi life, and he couldn't care about crawling any further, wiping the snot and tears on his face. Raise your hands and shout wildly: "I admit defeat, I don't fight, I admit defeat!

After listening to his words, Wang Dazhui shook his hand, lifted the control of him, looked at the equally embarrassed adjudicator Elder Muhe who was forced into the corner, and said, "Elder, I won, right?"

"Yes. Elder Muhe glanced at Wang Sledgehammer with some horror. Then he fixed his mind and said, "But on the side of the Seven Star Pavilion, there is still the Zi Ning who won just now, and he is still qualified to fight." ”

Wang Dazhui nodded in clarity, and his cold gaze crossed everyone in an instant. fell on Zi Ning in the audience, and said with a smile: "Zi Ning Shaoxia, come on, I'm also very interested in your magical little bell!"

"I ......"

Zi Ning no longer has the rampant spirit of the previous big victory when he was cold, although he is extremely talented, but after all, he is only a ten-year-old child. was stared at by Wang Dazhui so maliciously, and suddenly pouted aggrievedly, and tears flowed down.

Well, this Nima cried again!

It seems that in the hearts of the disciples of the Seven Star Pavilion, Wang Dazhui has become the number one fierce god. It's definitely a ruthless character who can scare children and don't dare to cry at night.

"Enough!!"

Wan Leng on the high platform snorted, flicked his sleeve robe, and roared: "Don't be ashamed, this disciple battle, my Seven Star Pavilion lost!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the high platform, looked directly at Wang Dazhui and said, "The next thing is for me and you Tang Ying to teach, you go down!"

"Whoosh!"

Tang Ying also appeared by Wang Dazhu's side in an instant, nodded at him and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Wang Dazhui shook his head slightly to say no, and then turned around and walked off the stage.

It was only at this time that the crowd in the audience cheered like a tsunami again, paying the highest respect to their hero, Wang Sledgehammer.

"Sledgehammer, you're so handsome just now! What's the deal with such a terrible momentum? Don't tell me it's your own, that's too perverted!"

As soon as Wang Da Hammer got off the stage, Zhang Quan squeezed over and asked with curiosity on his face.

"It's just one of my magic weapons, left by Brother Lei. ”

Wang Dazhui waved his hand indifferently, then looked at Tang Caiwei with a concerned face, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I scared them all, so that you didn't have a chance to go on stage." ”

"Well, then you'll have to think about how to make it up to me. ”

Tang Caiwei smiled and said.

Beauty is like jade, and the smile is like a flower.

Zhang Quan and the others were all stunned, they had been in the sect for so long, and they had not seen Tang Caiwei smile like this a few times.

"You look much better when you smile, so let's smile more in the future. ”

After Wang Dazhui finished speaking, he ignored the stunned Zhang Quan and them, and his eyes fell on the stage again.

The last battle of this martial arts meeting, and the real pinnacle battle, is about to begin!

"Listen to the Snow Sword Sect!!"

"Listen to the Snow Sword Sect!!"

"I have long known that you are not simple, and I believe that one day you will be able to stand on my side, but what I didn't expect was that this day would come so quickly. ”

Wan Han was dressed in a blue shirt, while Tang Ying on the opposite side was in a white robe, and two completely different auras rose from the two of them, facing each other from afar.

"The world is impermanent, and to be honest, I didn't expect it. Tang Ying's gaze was calm, and the shouts from the audience cheering for him resounded and rushed straight to Xiao Han, but his heart was very calm.

It's a habit he's used to when he's facing tough opponents.

When the mind is calm, the sword will be fast.

The sword is fast, and the heart will be quieter.

"Although my disciple of the Seven Star Pavilion was defeated in the hands of Wang Da Hammer, but whether you can win the position of the first gate or not, it is still difficult to say!" Wan Han raised his hand, took out the long sword, and the starlight was horizontal.

"Whether I can take it or not, I heard that the disciples of the Snow Sword Sect have already fought here for me......" The corners of Tang Ying's mouth raised slightly, and the shadowless sword in his hand also let out a long roar.

"Then I'll have to fight with all my might!!" (To be continued......

PS: The plot of the martial arts meeting will officially end tomorrow, go back and flip through it, and write more than 50 chapters! But don't worry, more exciting plots will follow, you can look forward to it