Chapter 17: Precarious

"Hey, who do you think will come out on top in this ring this time?" the little fat man looked excited.

"I just know that 30 of us don't want to occupy 30 places, and I don't have any interest in others."

"Anyway, there is nothing to do with us, and Chu Yang doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, hey!"

After saying this, the twenty-nine teenagers in the audience couldn't help but be silent, in the ravine, Chu Yang took care of everyone like a big brother, whether it was a falling rock or a torrent, Chu Yang took care of them, the pain that passed through the cave together, and the secret realm in which Chu Yang lured the ice leopard away so that they could escape, all of which pierced their hearts, and there was hatred in their hearts, why! Why is it so cruel, there must be such a cruel special training, everyone remembers it with palpitations, but they hope that the person who was killed is themselves.

Looking around, there is no one like his own group of people who are so disgraced, all of them are glamorous, wearing the best armor, using the best weapons, and practicing the most suitable martial arts.

"Everyone is back, let's attack each other! Everyone has to win a ring! If you can't take it, then you don't have to stay at the outer gate of my Burning Heaven Palace!"

A loud and stern voice sounded in the minds of the twenty-nine teenagers, and the eyes of the teenagers immediately focused on the first row of the audience, where a middle-aged man was looking at them solemnly.

"Hello Heavenly Master!"

"Didn't you call you Elder Zhang? Why do you call Heavenly Master again? Zhang Qing frowned.

The little fat man was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "Heavenly Master, how dare the rest of my disciples break the law, how can I be disrespectful in the door." ”

Yes, they didn't call Zhang Qing Zhang Lao, without him, they thought that Zhang Qing had killed their brother Chu Yang, and they didn't want to admit that they were Zhang Qing's apprentices in their hearts, so they emphasized that they couldn't mess up the generations, if it weren't for the lack of strength, this group of teenagers would have already gone up to fight with Zhang Qing to the death.

"Okay, good! It's just that no matter how much personality you have today, you must also give me this ring master! Otherwise, let's go somewhere else! I, Zhang Qing, can't teach an excellent disciple like you! Hmph!" Zhang Qing laughed angrily, waved his sleeves fiercely, and put his hand behind his back.

"If you don't teach, you won't teach! Our life is saved by the early sun! You are not rare in this outer door!"

"Yes, we're not rare!"

The teenagers are still immersed in the pain of losing their partners, and they don't listen to this Zhang Qing for anything.

"What does it look like to be noisy and noisy? This meeting is so respectful? Zhang Qing, when you speak as a teacher, you pay attention to proportion, what kind of person is like this! And you little guys, you must know how to respect the teacher, what kind of system is this yelling and yelling!"

"And everyone has to participate in this teacher's grace conference, how can you say that you can't go if you don't go!

A gust of wind blew, and the little fat man and the others were blown into the ring, and the opponent was already waiting on the opposite side.

"Do you think these little guys can withstand the blow?" said Qing Guoqing, who changed his previous seriousness and smiled.

"I'm still quite confident in these, but the disciple has seen all the way. Zhang Qing changed his previous seriousness and smiled.

"We'll see!"

The little fat man stood leisurely facing his hands, dressed in white spotless, a horse braid hanging behind him, his eyebrows were clear, his left hand was behind him, and his right hand was slightly probing forward, making an invitation style, a scholarly atmosphere, and revealing the breath of martial arts cultivation, classical and beautiful, with a slight aftertaste.

"Please!" the opponent looked polite.

"Please!" the little fat man replied.

After the young man in white finished speaking, he attached his hands behind his back, while the little fat man rushed out in a hurry, and his fat body shook into waves in the high-speed movement.

The momentum was violent, and when he was about to approach the young man in white on the edge of the ring, the little fat man kicked his legs and ejected out.

"Save yourself from cleaning up, and you are self-aware and somewhat conscious. The young man in white bowed slightly, very proud.

"Today, if you dare to deliberately admit defeat to Lao Tzu, insist on Lao Tzu. Don't you all want to leave, don't you care about your partners? Lao Tzu will make you all waste today!Little rabbit cubs!" Zhang Qing's majestic voice accurately reached the ears of the little fat man and the others.

Hearing this, the little fat man who was about to fly out of the ring shrank back with his palms, and a pair of fleshy palms pushed forward violently, and after a sonic boom, he forcibly stopped his body that was about to fly out and fell on the ring.

Looking at the others, there are those who are about to fall into the ring, hurriedly clasping the edge of the ring and flying back, there are calves that are about to land out of nowhere, and kicking them back with their hooves, and there are also those who sit on birds, and those who are dragged back by the vines that suddenly appeared, and the most stunned thing is a little girl with clear eyebrows, who actually faced the air, and a fart forced herself back into the ring.

Besides, after returning to the ring, the little fat man is waiting for him, and he can squander his life, but he can't harm his partner's life because of himself!

"You fat pig, deliberately trick me, look how I cleaned you up!" said the young man in white angrily.

"Little white face, let your grandfather and I beat you up today!" the little fat man mocked, but he didn't lean forward.

The young man in white crossed a circle with his hands in front of his chest: "Eat my palm!"

The white-clothed young man's clothes automatically swished without wind, and after his hands were rounded, he pushed out a palm, only to see that the palm wind turned into a black and white yin and yang wheel in the air and rotated and propulsed, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and the blink of an eye came to the little fat man's eyes.

"What the hell!" the little fat man said to himself, and in his fright, he only had time to aim his back at this yin and yang chakra.

"Bang!" the little fat man spun and flew out, falling on the edge of the ring.

"If you get hit again, I'm afraid it's time to get out of this ring. The little fat man thought to himself, his eyes turned to Zhang Qing, and his eyes became firm.

The little fat man jumped up easily and said, "Ouch! Little white face, this is not enough for your fat grandfather to tickle!"

"Let the horses come!"

"I'm so angry! Dead fat! Sure enough, the fat man doesn't have a good thing!" said the young man in white through gritted teeth.

The invincible gossip collapse is useless to the little fat man, the young man in white almost exploded his lungs, and his heart was horizontal, and he didn't care if this fat man was trying to arouse his anger, his cultivation was no longer concealed, and his body faintly emitted gray fluorescence, although the fluorescence was extremely light, but it confirmed that the young man in white in front of him had entered the middle stage of foundation building, and he had such cultivation at such an age, and he should be regarded as a generation of petite!

At this time, the young man in white looked even more immortal.

The left hand is pushed outward in the front palm, and the right hand is clenched into a fist and pulled back as if to make a launch.

"Dead fatty! I'll take you to try that I'm not as strong as the strongest combat power after the middle stage of foundation building! I have no control over this move, and it's still too late to admit defeat!"

"Let me admit defeat, recognize your uncle!" The little fat man was also angry, his eyes were horizontal, and he looked like he was going to fight to the death.

"Then it will be done for you!" said the young man in white indifferently.

At the moment when the young man in white finished speaking, his right hand suddenly rushed forward.

There was another sonic boom, and the black and white yin-yang wheel flew out again, but this time it was unusually slow, and when I looked closely, I found a slight difference, there was a spiral drill bit in the center of the yin-yang wheel.

The rotating spiral yin-yang wheel slowly advanced towards the little fat man, and the strange trajectory was swept through during the rotation, and there was a great suction force, and the little fat man couldn't escape the lock of the yin-yang wheel no matter how he struggled.

The yin and yang wheel flew in slowly, and the suction power became bigger and bigger, and the little fat man couldn't control his body, and skated towards the yin and yang wheel, at this speed, I am afraid that it will hit the little fat man in a few breaths.

At that time, even if you don't die, you will be disabled!

It was pointless to break free, the little fat man closed his eyes, and said in his heart: "I'm sorry, Chuyang! I'm sorry, brothers! Farewell......"