The snow became heavier and heavier, and the cold wind wrapped the snowflakes and flew them, tearing the hair and clothes of the two people on the martial arts ring to the point of tearing off and curling. The goose feathers and snow fell on Luo Xiao's body, and soon stained his hair, eyebrows, nose tip and shoulders, and there was a tendency to turn into a snowman.

And Wu Junyan, who was three zhang away, was clean, his body was not slender, and all the snowflakes had not fallen on his body, and the vitality inspired by him evaporated invisibly.

The two were compared, and the disciples of the Xiuwu Hall who were watching in the audience suddenly fell to one side and discussed a lot.

"This reckless son can't do it, obviously lacking vitality, and he doesn't dare to let it out...... I think his yuan species is the smallest level 'bean level'. ”

"Hehe, Zhong Yan is Zhong Yan, the four major cadres of the Dragon and Tiger Club are not given for nothing, this Luo Mangzi doesn't know which tendon is on the wrong line, and he dares to challenge Zhong Yan, it's just a humiliation. ”

"Yes, you will be humiliated! Xiao Mo, you have a good evaluation!"

"It's over, it's over! I'm so obsessed that I want to be upset, and all the monthly cases issued by the clan are on Luo Mangzi...... Brother Ancai, can you get a refund?"

"What do you say?"

"Refund half, no, it's okay to retreat 30%! Or, retreat 10%!

There was a commotion in the audience, and Wu Junyan on the stage looked joking: "Senior Brother Luo, it seems that no one is optimistic about you." ”

Luo Xiao was unmoved: "It's right that no one is optimistic, or how about an upset?"

Wu Junyan almost laughed: "How can it be upset? Believe it or not, I don't have to do anything, just when you stand here, you will become a snowman." Do you understand what I said before? There is only one thing that determines strength—vitality! Look, this is what happens when you don't have enough vitality. ”

Talk to me about the energy of the energy?Are you not qualified yet-Luo Xiaoqiang held back the words that almost burst out of his mouth, and two breaths like arrows erupted from his nose, sweeping away the snowflakes flying in front of him, and said lightly: "Do you know why I didn't do it right away?"

Wu Junyan sneered: "Aren't you waiting for me to show my flaws?"

"Flaws? In my eyes, you are full of flaws, do you have to wait?" Luo Xiao sneered disdainfully, then lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only Wu Junyan could hear, "There is only one reason why I didn't do it right away, and that is to let you stay on the martial arts platform for a while." ”

What?!Let me stay longer? What kind of strange reason is that?

Wu Junyan was stunned, completely incomprehensible, and immediately became furious by this extreme contempt. However, the next moment he understood-because, Luo Xiao moved!

What does Luo Xiao look like when he moves? Wu Junyan couldn't describe it, because he completely lost Luo Xiao's trace in front of him. Only the sharp eyes of the arbitration deacon and a few instructors watching the battle in the audience could vaguely capture the wind-like afterimage. And more disciples who watched the battle could only see a blurred figure with the advantage of outsiders.

"What would happen if I were standing on the fighting platform?" the thought crossed the minds of almost all the disciples at this moment, and then their bodies and minds trembled.

And at this moment, the one who trembled the most violently was Wu Junyan.

"Damn, where is he?!" Wu Junyan felt that he had never been so flexible, and in just one breath, he swept all five directions, front, back, left, right, and overhead, and even the most unlikely bottom, he instinctively glanced down.

No! No, I didn't see anything!

Just when Wu Junyan almost roared, he heard a faint voice behind him: "Senior Brother Wu, please take the call." ”

A heavy blow smashed into Wu Junyan's back, if it weren't for the fact that he had been condensing his vitality in the back of his head and other places that he couldn't see, this blow would have been enough to make him vomit blood and fall to the ground.

Rao was like this, Wu Junyan also felt that his eyes were full of stars, his throat was salty, his body staggered forward a few steps, and his defensive posture was broken up by this blow. Next, it was the nightmare moment of the fifth son of the Wu family.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

There was a continuous, explosive sound like fried beans on the martial arts platform. Luo Xiao's figure was like a ghost, a ghost in the gloomy cold wind, appearing in front of and behind Wu Junyan, up and down, left and right. His fists, fingers, elbows, knees, shoulders and legs and other parts were all transformed into terrible blows, pouring on Wu Junyan like a raging storm.

And at this moment, Wu Junyan is like a sandbag or a puppet of the Dao, being beaten left and right, stumbling. He danced his hands in an irregular way, frantically trying to fight back, but as far as he could see, there was only howling cold wind, tumbling snowflakes and cold air that could almost numb his lungs, and he couldn't even touch the shadow of his opponent.

The only thing Wu Junyan could do was to frantically mobilize his vitality and spread all over his body to resist the all-pervasive, cold, hard and ferocious blow like an iron rod. Even so, he still felt a burning pain in his arms, legs, chest and back, and it reminded him of the terrible memories of being beaten with oiled rattan sticks by his father when he made a mistake as a child.

Wu Junyan knew that he must be swollen and bruised all over his body, like a poor servant who had been abused. The only fortunate thing is that under the protection of his arms, his face is fine. At this moment, even if the two arms are broken, Wu Junyan will not dare to put it down, otherwise his face will swell into a pig's head.

However, Wu Junyan didn't know that this was just Luo Xiao didn't want to, otherwise he would not be able to use his two legs to cover his face. If you don't hit someone in the face, Luo Xiao can still abide by this bottom limit, otherwise this grudge will be deep.

Even if Wu Junyan was crushed to this point, Luo Xiao did not use Yuan Force, and his realm was still suppressed at the fourth order. He only relied on the powerful physical attack of the Xuanwu, and the only mystery he used was the shadow of the wind. And because there is no Yuan Force to support it, he can only exert thirty percent of the power of the Wind Shadow of the Xiaocheng Realm - it is these three percent that will abuse Wu Junyan to this point!

The first time he cast the Shadow of the Wind to achieve such an amazing effect, Luo Xiao couldn't help but feel big, and the offensive was even more hearty, and for a while, the entire martial arts platform was full of Luo Xiao's illusory figure and the afterimage of the attack like a thousand-handed demon god, as if even the wind had been cut into countless pieces.

Luo Xiao didn't use the ten absolute hands that he was best at, because he had to fight in close quarters to use the grappling technique, which meant giving up the advantage of the Wind Shadow body footwork, and in the case that he couldn't use the yuan force, once he got into the grappling, he couldn't be sure if he could suppress Wu Junyan's vigorous vitality with his physical strength alone, so it was tantamount to tying his hands and feet. The best fighting strategy is to use the amazing footwork of the Wind Shadow and the short, flat and fast blows delivered by the strong defensive body that is strong enough to resist the pseudo-spirit weapon.

In fact, as Luo Xiao expected, Wu Junyan completely fell into the point of being passively beaten and became a pathetic sandbag.

The disciples of the Xiuwu Hall who watched the battle in the audience were all stupid, and they wanted to watch a rare battle of black belts, but it turned out like this......

"What kind of body is this? Does Xiuwutang have such a martial art (mystery)?"

All the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall had only this one thought in their minds, and the sound of pumping came and went, and from time to time someone choked on the cold air they inhaled and coughed, but after coughing, they still couldn't help but inhale, and then coughed again......

"It's the Shadow of the Wind!" The arbitration deacon had also practiced in his early years, and according to his rare impression, his face was shocked, "To reach this level, how many steps has he taken?

The arbitration deacon was half talking to himself and half asking, and the object of his inquiry was the teaching of a bronze finch with a waist buckle beside him, which was Luo Xiao's teaching Sun Tengfei.

Sun Tengfei sighed: "I don't know if it's an entry, I only know that even so, it is much stronger than the footwork martial art 'Star Step'." ”

Soon, the comments of the two deacons spread among the disciples, and quite a few of them had never heard of this body footwork, so they kept looking for someone to inquire, and the buzzing sound for a while almost overshadowed the crackling sound of fists and feet on the martial arts platform.

Pan Yang, Xiao Mo, Li Hu, Hei Pi, Huang Qi and other members or quasi-members of the Dragon and Tiger Club, all had ugly faces, and their eyes flashed with anger, and there was even a trace of imperceptible fear.

Especially Pan Yang, there was a cold sweat in the cold weather, and there was a sense of prostration that had escaped, if it wasn't for his endurance, he would be the one who was abused to scum on the stage now!

However, everyone's shock was no match for the two girls in the group of disciples under the martial arts arena.

Duan Qinglan and Xu Yuan.

"How could he become so powerful in such a short period of time?" Xu Yuan looked envious and confused, and asked his friend sideways.

"Yes, he's amazing......" Duan Qinglan nodded blankly, and then shook her head again.

Duan Qinglan remembers very well that when she first met Luo Xiao half a year ago, he was just a green belt, and she was already a yellow belt. Now she is still a yellow belt, but Luo Xiao is already a black belt! She even took the stage to challenge, beating Brother Wu, one of the four major directors of the Dragon and Tiger Club and the fifth-order consummation, who is also a black belt!

It's simply ...... It's ......

Gradually, Duan Qinglan's blank eyes became brighter and brighter, her slender palms became tighter and tighter, and her nails poked her palms tingling: "I've been left too far behind! Fourth-order! I must find a way to become fourth-order!"

"Luo Xiao - deceive people too much!"

Wu Junyan's throat-tearing scream suddenly came from the martial arts platform, and immediately his whole body slammed to the ground, bursting out a round of light shield, covering his whole body, and at the same time, his right palm glowed with white light, and a white light was faintly visible.

"Yuanli Shield!"

"Thunder Palm!"

"Oh my God! Brother Wu is going to fight hard!"

The audience was shocked, and the warriors did not dare to use the mystery easily until the critical moment, and once they were used, the victory or defeat would be immediately clear. At the same time, the double mysteries are launched, the requirements for the amount of vitality are extremely high, and it is not a genius of the heavens, and the powerful warriors of the Yuan species do not dare to do this at all, because if the vitality is not good, it will be emptied, causing the Yuan species to shrink, and it is very easy to damage the foundation. Even if it doesn't hurt the foundation, it is inevitable to stay in bed for a few months afterwards, which shows that Wu Junyan is really going crazy.

However, before Wu Junyan could launch the Thunder Palm Mystery, Luo Xiao, who was like a phantom in the wind, suddenly stopped in front of him, kicked with a hook kick, and exploded with a bang, kicking Wu Junyan's right palm that had not yet formed the Thunder Palm Qi Mass, and the strong force even lifted Wu Junyan's entire body up and was three feet off the ground.

Luo Xiao's kicked leg was not withdrawn, but raised high and raised to his forehead, forming a "one-word face to the sky".

In the next moment, the word changed to a splitting leg, like an axe blade with a fierce wind and slashing down.

When Luo Xiao's heel quickly slashed and touched Wu Junyan's abdomen, the Yuanli shield trembled violently, and immediately exploded a dazzling white light, and Wu Junyan's entire body was folded by the strong force, and he fell heavily on the martial arts platform.

Due to the protection of the Yuan Force Shield, this terrible blow did not cause any damage to Wu Junyan, but as the thin layer of milky white light covering his whole body dissipated under the heavy blow, Wu Junyan at this moment was no longer half of his combat power because of the exhaustion of his vitality - although he did not show any combat power except for being beaten from beginning to end.

"Stop!" The arbitration deacon who had been paying close attention immediately jumped on the martial arts platform, raised his hand to stop Luo Xiao's further attack, and quickly announced the result, "The battle is over." Black Belt Disciple Luo Xiao, win!"

Luo Xiao bowed slightly, saluted the arbitration deacon and Wu Junyan, who was struggling to get up, respectively, but walked towards Shi Han, who was in full bloom.

At this time, Wu Junyan's hoarse and weak call came from behind him: "Luo Xiao...... Junior ......"

"You should call me Senior Brother. Luo Xiao turned his head and watched coldly as Wu Junyan struggled to get up and staggered closer.

Wu Junyan was really reluctant to give up his strength seed, endured the severe pain in his body and the humiliation in his heart, and said astringently: "Luo ...... Brother, I'm ......"

"It's just a warning. Luo Xiao interrupted unceremoniously and said in a low voice, "I'm a hunter, if I am targeted by a beast while hunting, my only reaction is to kill it! Understood?"

Wu Junyan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll admit it." But I want to redeem the Power Seed, and you can ...... on any terms."

"The Power Seed will not be returned to you now, unless you are promoted to the eighth rank before me, then I will allow you to redeem it. Luo Xiao forced Wu Junyan's eyes and said in an almost provocative tone, "But if I am promoted to White Tiger Warrior first, then I'm sorry, I will use it myself." ”

Challenge, acceptance, or rejection?

In fact, Wu Junyan had no choice at all, and his pride did not allow him to choose, he could only squeeze out a voice like ice ballast jumping from between his teeth: "A word is a certainty!"