Dodging in an instant, Wu Ming didn't know where the opponent would stab from the ground.

However, after moving for a long time, I found that there were no thorns in the area around me.

"Look!" everyone in the audience exclaimed, looking at each other, it was the first time they had seen it, "It turns out that the ground stabbing technique can still be used like this!"

Wu Ming was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Han Lin. I saw a white light flickering, and a ground stabbing technique actually emerged from his ground thorn.

It turned out that the opponent did not directly attack with ground stabbing techniques.

Han Lin clenched his fist with his right hand and began to gather qi. He stopped dancing the void and gathered his spiritual power on his toes. It actually landed on the spike formed by the ground stabbing technique, used it as a pedal, and then kicked it hard.

The whole person rushed towards Wu Ming like a cannonball. In his hand, he clenched a fist the size of a sandbag, and it was attached with pale yellow earth spiritual power.

Everything happened so quickly that Wu Ming's mouth opened wide in surprise, but he didn't react.

"What kind of play is this, and what is he going to do?"

The body subconsciously made a defensive posture. It's a pity that the wrong hands and feet, and the arms are curled up weakly, and they are not lifted to the standardized action position, and they can't protect the exposed abdomen at all. With the demented expression on his face, everything was very incongruous, showing everyone Wu Ming's panic and overwhelmed.

I saw that the smoke and dust were filled, and in everyone's field of vision, Han Lin punched Wu Ming in the stomach fiercely.

Yellow light splashed everywhere, and the earth aura carried a whirlpool, whistling and thrusting into it like a sharp cone.

Moment.

Moment!

"Ah!!h

The thin Han Lin's strength was so great.

Wu Ming only felt a cramping pain in his abdomen. The huge impact knocked him out of the ring.

The whole person fell heavily to the ground, and his abdomen seemed to be cut open, exuding cool air. He knew that his internal organs were probably bleeding profusely.

His head was even knocked out by Han Lin's punch, and he couldn't tell the situation at all.

"It hurts!"

He screamed, and his bones were crumbling to the ground.

The aura in the body sped up, repairing the wounds in the body.

Only someone like him, who faced Han Lin directly, could appreciate the unusual feeling just now.

Han Lin punched, but there was no trace of anger, only an indomitable momentum and confidence. It's ridiculous to say, just an ordinary punch with an aura, and no use of any advanced magic or secret magic powers, makes people feel oppressed from the bottom of their hearts.

A thought actually popped up in his heart, which made him fall into doubt and fear: "If it is a life-and-death duel, am I dead now?"

Before he could think about it, a spa treatment would be taken immediately. The whole body is crispy and numb, and it feels a lot better. He didn't think much about it anymore, and immersed himself in the comfort of receiving treatment with peace of mind.

At that moment, someone exclaimed: "This Han Lin is so strong! One move, it's really a move." And it's just a simple punch, and the monk of the same level can be instantaneous!"

After a while, when the injury stabilized, the person next to him pulled up Wu Ming, who had fallen to the ground.

Wu Ming, who was trembling and trembling, held on strongly, and was reluctant to take healing medicine.

He endured the pain, sighed for a long time, hugged Han Lin on the stage, and said, "Senior brother is worthy of being a horse." This time, the senior brother lost. Bow down. Concession and concession!"

He is usually busy with cultivation, although he knows Han Lin's approximate identity, he doesn't know or understand this "Yima'er" nickname, which is a nickname deliberately given to Han Lin by people looking for trouble.

The people next to him laughed when they heard this. Wu Ming was confused. Dumbfounded, staring left and right.

Han Lin didn't care. He just glanced coldly at those who were giggling. Don't let him encounter him in the bloody trial.

When the referee had taken the record, he jumped off the stage with a smile. Glancing at the crowd.

There are many battles going on in the ring.

"I didn't expect to end the fight so quickly. The opponent is still too weak. ”

He had already killed many monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation. Today's competition is child's play. went straight to find Murong Yu.

Murong Yu is still fighting.

He stood on the stage, as if his aura didn't want money, accompanied by a roar of rage, and frantically fired fireballs. Everyone could see that his face, which was pale from overcasting, was reflected by the morning sun. The tall body stood straight, and suddenly added a beautiful brilliance.

He is really suppressing the opponent with his strength throughout the whole process.

It's also bad luck. The other party turned out to be a water spirit root, and he also learned the defense technique "Water Curtain Technique".

Among the spells of the same level, the water curtain technique is the most afraid of the ground stabbing technique. Because it moves slowly against the water curtain, it is basically a target to be beaten. At the same time, the ground water spiritual power was squeezed by the earth spiritual power, and the water curtain was very thin. It's hard to defend against the spikes that emerge from the ground.

The most feared thing is naturally the fireball technique. When the fire spiritual power meets the water spiritual power, half of the power is inherently gone. Once the water curtain is formed, it is endless, and the mana consumption is not too large. Nearly 360 degrees of all-round protection without dead ends, not afraid of the opposing monk's sneak attack after controlling the fire.

Of course, you can't let the opponent's fireball bombard, you still need to determine the location of the fireball attack in advance and target the defense.

The water spirit root monks are generally relatively mild. At this time, the man stood on the stage like a turtle shell. Steady and steady, constantly defending.

The monks who were replaced by other spiritual roots had already been smashed down by Murong Yu with this fireball the size of a human head.

"It's so strong. Why is this Senior Brother Murong so full of spiritual power in his body. ”

"Oh my God. Is this still a fireball technique?"

"Why can't the Water Curtain Technique withstand the impact of the Fireball Technique......?"

Han Lin's eyes also lit up, and he sighed a little: "Senior Brother Murong is still so reckless. It's been four years, and I haven't made any progress. Hey......"

What did Murong Yu do every time he went down the mountain, and what did he gain. Han Lin basically knows it. Murong Yu knew everything about him, and he said everything.

It's just that many of them are things that Han Lin can't look at anymore.

Unexpectedly, in this way, Murong Yu gradually became the leader among the mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivators.

This is the second element of practice, chance.

Murong Yu's yellow clothes fluttered, standing on the stage, he was also a little out of breath after a burst of outbursts, and shouted, "Are you surrendering?"

The other party hid behind the water curtain and struggled to support himself, and said weakly: "Come on, come on." You go on, see if your spiritual power is strong, or my spiritual power is strong! I don't believe it, I can't compare to you. Come, keep ......"

His lips were trembling. But my heart is still holding on: yes, why. I have a defensive spell, an offensive spell he uses. Or use water to resist fire, and fight mana consumption and can't win the other party. Then I, Zhu Kui, might as well jump into the river and drown.

As soon as the words fell, fire broke out in Murong Yu's eyes.

"This turtle shell-like thing dares to run rampant!"

"Dare to stand in the way of your own victory!"

Today, he wants to completely break out, so that his fellow disciples can see how powerful he is!

I know what kind of character he Murong Yu is!

He wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the big competition in the outer door to burn all the humiliating experiences in the past like flying ashes.