Qian Duoduo finished speaking very seriously, and then the surroundings were suddenly quiet.

The expressions of the miscellaneous disciples were stunned, like a group of chickens pinched by the neck, and their mouths opened and they forgot to speak.

Everyone was choked by Qian Duoduo's words and didn't know what to do, and then reacted.

The scene exploded.

What do you mean when you cry out when it hurts?

The ridicule and ridicule were endless, and everyone looked at Qian Duoduo with the expression of a fool.

Suddenly, a miscellaneous disciple in the crowd was surprised and said, "I heard you right, what he just said is too arrogant!"

"Sit back and wait for Brother Xiao to beat this special student. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Han, can my uncle bear it and my aunt can't bear it?"

A group of miscellaneous disciples cheered up one after another.

On the high platform, Zi Xiaoye looked at the scene of the No. 1 ring, and her heart was full of worry, thinking to herself, junior brother, what kind of luck are you?

Tang Qian couldn't help but look at Zi Xiaoye staring at the No. 1 ring, and said with a smile: "Isn't it true that the junior brother values this miscellaneous disciple who saw Xuefeng?"

Zi Xiaoye said unashamedly: "I just think that this miscellaneous disciple who saw Xuefeng was born very extraordinary, and that calm energy is quite a bit of momentum when I just entered the mountain." ”

The corners of Tang Qian's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he said, "Then junior brother, why don't we gamble?"

Zi Xiaoye's movements froze when she heard this, and nodded forcefully.

Tang Qian said with a smile: "A bet is a three-grade magic weapon. I'll bet that Han Xiao won. ”

"Me too. Without waiting for Zi Xiaoye to speak, Wang Twelve next to him suddenly said.

Zi Xiaoye was suddenly unhappy, you all said that how can I press Han Xiao to win? The fat on his face twitched, and his eyes were about to become a slit, but at this time, he couldn't be cowardly, thinking that little junior brother, you must win, so he said very painfully: "I'll press that money to win!"

Then Zi Xiaoye waved his hand and took out two third-grade magic weapons and put them beside him, and then looked at the No. 1 ring calmly, as if he was calm and light, but in fact, his heart had already gone berserk, and his heart was dripping blood.

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In the ring.

Han Xiao suddenly heard Qian Duoduo's untouched words, and his teeth itched with anger, and the blue tendons on his forehead had already jumped.

This is so arrogant!

Han Xiao felt that Qian Duoduo was looking for death.

The person in front of him who looked harmless to humans and animals, but spoke with his own critical attack bonus, was undoubtedly the most arrogant miscellaneous disciple that Han Xiao had met in so many years since he entered the Snow Sword Villa.

"You're looking for death!"

"Don't ink, come. Qian Duoduo said, hooking his index finger towards Han Xiao.

Han Xiao's eyes suddenly froze, and the hands in his sleeve robe were clenched into fists, loosened and clenched, and so on.

He looked at Qian Duoduo and said, "Mortal boy, you are very crazy, I just don't know if your strength is the same as your mouth." ”

Han Xiao walked towards Qian Duoduo with his fists rubbed his hands, his physique was burly, his shoulders were big and his waist was round, and his movements were a bit outward. And seeing that he didn't even summon a magic weapon in this posture, it seems that he wants to use his body to repair a lot of money.

Han Xiao went up to Qian Duoduo is a straight punch, he wanted to repair this newcomer in the most direct way, he firmly believed that the power of his fist could hammer this mortal boy out of the ring, seriously injured, and make him half of his body. Then he returned to the center of the ring to defend himself.

The miscellaneous disciples who were watching the battle in the audience also exclaimed, watching intently, as if waiting for Qian Duoduo to vomit blood and fly out of the ring.

Qian Duoduo didn't move, and watched expressionlessly as Han Xiao's huge fist enlarged and got closer and closer in his eyes. In fact, the moment Han Xiao punched, he felt that as long as he was willing, he could even kick the other party before his fist was raised, but he didn't.

Qian Duoduo was waiting, he wanted to test his divine recognition and the limits of his reactions.

It was too late, but in the blink of an eye, Han Xiao's fist touched a strand of hair on Qian Duoduo's forehead with the strength of his fist. Qian Duoduo could even see the smug and disdainful expression on Han Xiao's face. That is, between the lightning, the money is more and more feet back.

Then, a rapid scream rang out in the ring!

No one saw Qian Duoduo make a move, everyone only saw their Senior Brother Han pressing forward with the momentum of wind and thunder, and then flying inexplicably into the air like lightning, and finally fell motionless under the ring like a dead dog.

At this time, the strong wind carried by Han Xiao's fist was slowly blowing, and Qian Duoduo's bangs flew wantonly, revealing a knife-like face with clear and resolute contours.

The picture of Qian Duoduo being hammered away as imagined by the miscellaneous disciples did not appear, and he did not even move from the beginning when he stood in the ring, motionless.

The crowd is silent!

The cold mountain peaks blew through, like a basin of cold water to wake up the frightened people.

"One... Ring... More money, more wins. The deacon's disciple's trembling sounded, with an incredulity that he couldn't hide.

The crowd didn't cheer, everyone was staring at Qian Duoduo with the eyes of a monster at the moment.

After a long time, a female disciple murmured, "Why is he so strong? Is this really a mortal servant? How do I feel that Senior Brother Han Xiao is like a defenseless baby in his hands." ”

"His physical body is too powerful, I think maybe only Senior Brother Blue Wolf can fight against it."

"Pity my Senior Brother Han, I only screamed, and I didn't have time to cry and became unconscious. ”

“......”

In an instant, the miscellaneous disciples began to talk again.

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As a result, the three people on the high platform were also very surprised.

Wang Twelve had already stood up, looking at Qian Duoduo in the No. 1 ring with a complicated expression.

Qian Duoduo's kick just now, as fast as lightning, really shocked him. He calculated carefully, even he couldn't have time to take precautions, so he could only summon the talisman magic weapon in advance to resist.

Tang Qian's face darkened, and he took out a three-grade magic weapon depressedly.

Zi Xiaoye nervously stood up and sat down, then stood up again and took the three-grade magic weapon of Tang Qian and Wang Twelve with great joy, and finally tried to control himself from laughing, and slowly changed from a smile to a serious image of a teacher, after all, there are so many juniors in the audience watching it.

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After breaking the enemy with one move, the No. 1 ring immediately ushered in a wave of cheers for a small streak.

Qian Duoduo had experienced several death catastrophes when he was eight years old, and now he watched the fights between these miscellaneous disciples boring. The strength of these miscellaneous disciples is indeed not very good, and the opponents who are on the same stage as him, Qian Duoduo is almost always one fist, and there are no bells and whistles.

In this way, Qian Duoduo's points skyrocketed, and every miscellaneous disciple who was unfortunate enough to come to the stage was a punch and flew away, and the corners of Wang Twelve's mouth twitched on the high platform. Because Qian Duoduo's punching technique is very sophisticated, it was all practiced by bullying himself when he was a child.

"One hundred and eighty-five blue wolf, one ring. The voice of the deacon's disciple rang out.

I saw a man with a long sword on his back fall into the ring.

"Blue wolf, that's the first miscellaneous disciple last year. Now you have to see it. ”

"What a beautiful man with a good demeanor! Senior Brother Cang, I love you!"

"Senior Brother Cang, come on!"

There were many female disciples in the audience who screamed excitedly, which made the male monks on the side very unhappy, and shouted: "Come on, come on, and the hammer will be over." ”

"Yes, hammer him. The surrounding male disciples echoed one after another.

The female disciples were willing to lag behind, and they began to cheer for the male god in their minds.

In the ring, the blue wolf looked at Qian Duoduo who was pranayama with a serious look, and said: "My name is blue wolf, and I won the first place in the assessment last year." I'm not as strong as you in terms of physical strength, but I'll beat you until you serve. ”

Qian Duoduo woke up from pranayama, and after a few fights, the immortal starlight was circulating in his body, and he found that his strength was surging, as if he would not get tired.

Qian Duoduo got up and waved his hand, looked at the white face of the blue wolf and said, "I still say the same thing, I won't fight, if you hit hard, you will cry." ”

The corners of the wolf's mouth twitched, his face sank, and he pulled out his long sword like lightning, and a sword light slashed at Qian Duoduo.

Qian Duoduo dodged, the corners of his mouth curled, thinking that he finally came to a role where he could practice. Then he instantly flew into the air and pounced on the blue wolf, his strength is his own body, and if he wants to take the initiative, he has to fight hard.

The blue wolf didn't understand Qian Duoduo's intentions, so he summoned the flying sword and stabbed it out.

Tang Qian silently watched the No. 1 ring, shook his head slightly, thinking that in the next moment, he should save this mortal boy by himself. When a mortal body encounters a flying sword, it is self-defeating.

But the next scene shocked him.

I saw that Qian Duoduo's right fist rose up a hazy red light to meet the blue wolf's sharp flying sword, and then everyone saw that the blue wolf's flying sword was shattered in an instant, and Qian Duoduo's fist fell heavily on the blue wolf's body.

Fortunately, the power of the flying sword neutralized a lot of Qian Duoduo's punch power, and this punch only hammered him to the ground.

Qian Duoduo deceived himself very unobtrusively, sat on the blue wolf and began to open the bow left and right with both fists, punching to the face, hitting the blue wolf and swollen face, where is there still the demeanor of the gentleman just now? Qian Duoduo naturally controlled the strength, what if he was killed?

"Are you convinced?" asked Qian Duoduo.

"Not convinced. The wolf's angry voice came from beneath him.

Qian Duoduo greeted him with his fist when he heard this, and there were words in his mouth: "Don't accept it! Don't accept it!

Touch!

Touch!

Touch!

Touch!

Qian Duoduo rode on the blue wolf and hammered while talking, just like a street guy fighting style, where is the ruffian still has the demeanor of the master just now? . And the face of Wang Twelve on the cloud platform was already terrifyingly dark.

The blue wolf, who is also a body refining cultivator, is naturally as strong as steel and iron bones, but this can't stand Qian Duoduo's shameless slap in the face, he can't say it because of the bitterness in his heart, but how can he, who has always been arrogant, bow his head like this shameless man?

The deacon disciples stand on the cloud platform to supervise, neither advance nor retreat, neither of these two people is convinced of the other, we can't judge casually, right?

I don't know how long it took, a crying female voice sounded under the ring: "Senior Brother Cang, or... Why don't you cry?"