Above the ring.

Zhou Liao landed on his back and was unsuspectingly smashed into the ground of the ring by Ling Miao, his back and head hurt, and his brain was blank and buzzing.

What do you mean, you are, being beaten in public by a Qi refining period?

This degree of shame is simply overclassed, as ridiculous as a pig being arched by cabbage.

He had just underestimated the enemy, and he was not prepared to fight the other party seriously at all, and his spirit was completely unfocused.

The first move was just to scare and scare the little girl, although the shot was huge, but it didn't actually have any actual lethality.

As a result, I didn't expect to be thrown into the ground like this directly?

And he didn't sense any aura fluctuations on that little ghost at all!

That's weird, isn't it?

But being humiliated like this in public, Zhou Liao couldn't care about it anymore, he tried to run the aura again, trying to give Ling Miao a full blow and save his face.

But before he could do anything, his body was pulled and moved again.

Once Ling Miao caught the opportunity and took advantage of the situation, she would not be able to give him any chance to react.

Ling Miao grabbed Zhou Liao's hair, it was not enough to beat him once, she firmly grabbed his hair, and began to beat Zhou Liao from left to right and from right to left like a Hulk beating Loki, and from right to left.

Her speed is extremely fast, and Zhou Liao is about to be pulled out of the spark by her in mid-air.

Zhou Liao only felt that his whole body was in severe pain, and his scalp was also torn painfully.

In this case, it was extremely difficult for him to retain a trace of consciousness, let alone use the aura to swing his sword to resist.

Ling Miao's strength was extremely great, and every time Zhou Liao collided with the ground, it would be accompanied by a piercing sound of flesh and bone colliding with the ground, stirring up a burst of small gravel.

Gradually, in the entire basement, even the other monks who were competing in other rings stopped what they were doing and looked over.

More and more spectators who were watching other rings spontaneously began to lean this way.

Refining Qi and beating Jin Dan? It's like never before.

The basement gradually fell silent, leaving only the terrifying loud banging sound coming from the ring between Ling Miao and Zhou Liao.

Bai Chuluo and Su Yu in the audience looked at the battle situation in the ring, and they actually felt a little enthusiastic.

Can this fight like this?

Pulling your hair and smashing people into the ground?

That's too handsome, isn't it?

Hurry up and write it down.

After a long time, Ling Miao finally stopped what she was doing.

Carrying the dying and limp Zhou Liao in his hand.

She sneered: "I've said it all, I told you not to look down on the Qi refining period and children, but you don't listen to my reasoning!" ”

"Then I'll have to beat you until you're willing to reason with me."

The child's voice was crisp.

"Yes, I only have Qi refining."

"But my punch is ......"

"You can hit Jindan!"

After that, with a wave of the little girl's hand, Zhou Liao was thrown out of the ring like garbage.

"I'm Ling Aotian, I speak for myself!"

In the dead silence of the basement, Ling Miao looked at several other big men whose faces had become very ugly, and his voice was crisp.

"Okay, next, which uncle will come on stage to compete with me?"

The men looked at each other.

Their eldest brother is in the early stage of Jindan, and the rest is all about building the foundation.

In the end, a foundation building peak stood up, his name is Ding Ze, in this small group, except for Zhou Liao, he is the one with the highest cultivation.

Ding Ze jumped into the ring with a solemn expression.

This kid is indeed very weird, but in the end, he is just a little ghost in the Qi refining period.

Their eldest brother just overturned, it must be because he underestimated the enemy, as long as he exerts all his strength as soon as he comes up, he will not be able to lose!

The two stood facing each other, and unlike the previous game, when there was a lot of commotion around them, this time, the surroundings were much quieter.

Probably the onlookers wanted to confirm again whether the strange battle situation was blind to them.

The referee's eyes were completely different at this time.

"Tell each other home!"

"Ding Ze!"

"Ling Aotian!"

After shouting 'game starts', the referee hurriedly stepped off the stage, for fear that he would be affected by the battle situation.

The moment Ding Ze's referee's voice fell, he tried his best to run his aura, and swinging his sword was the orthodox sword technique of his own sect.

The sword qi rippled out, and the momentum was stronger than Zhou Liao's bluff blow.

With his swing of the sword, several sword shadows condensed in mid-air and flew towards Ling Miao.

But this level of attack was not enough to see at all in front of Ling Miao, who was tortured by the Qingyun Formation every day.

She rushed straight towards Ding Ze, and there was even a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ding Ze saw that the little ghost actually avoided all his attacks accurately, his face changed, he flipped his wrist, and the next wave of attacks was about to be attacked.

But Ling Miao was faster.

Before Ding Ze could make the next blow, the little girl had already rushed to him, grabbed his shirt, and slammed his little arm into the ring, smashing him into the ring, making a loud bang.

When Ding Zefang was beaten by Ling Miao in Zhou Liao, he still felt a little confused, why didn't his eldest brother fight back.

Now that I have experienced it myself, I know that there is no way to fight back!

The child's strength was strangely great, and the moment his back hit the ring, such a strong impact made him suffer from severe pain for a while, and his internal organs seemed to almost run away from home.

He only felt that his pupils were dilated several times, and he was even about to enter a near-death state.

Everyone looked at the ring in horror, and after the little girl easily avoided the sword technique of the peak monk of the foundation, she swept the person to the ground with a stroke of her little hand.

Then, without mercy, the whole child jumped and stepped on the person's back.

Immediately after, her little one began to jump up and down inhumanely, stepping Ding Ze into the ground of the ring.

And Ding Ze no longer had the slightest ability to resist since Ling Miao's blow, so he was beaten so dejectedly without a sound at all.

All of a sudden, the entire basement began to reverberate with a loud banging bang.

Everyone only felt that cold sweat was about to come down.

"I ...... I'm dazzled, right? ”

"This kid...... It's the gas refining period...... Right? ”

"Qi refining and beating up the foundation pill?"

"It's so brutal, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, I'm going to have a nightmare tonight, really."

Bai Chuluo stood at the back of the crowd with a stomachache, looking at the ring that was a mess by Ling Miao.

This is really, a veritable fighting ring.

Not only did he beat people, but he also hit the ring and smashed the ring.

I feel like I'm going to lose a lot of money today.

As Ding Ze was thrown off the stage, Ling Miao looked at the remaining big men with a smile.

The child's attitude is kind and friendly, and the smile is lovely.

"What's next? Which uncle will come up and teach me a lesson? ”