Hu Tian seemed to see the scene of the young man prostrate on the ground, and the smile on the corner of his mouth expanded again, maybe the next moment this smile would spread to the whole face, turning into a big laugh, a wild laugh. However, this smile still failed to spread after all, an ordinary black fist to the extreme, the crook of the index finger was covered with calluses, it can be seen that this hand is often doing some physical work, only poor people with low status have such palms. It was such a fist that brutally ended the attack of the claws, and the smile at the corner of his mouth instantly froze, and at the same time, a dark fist appeared out of nowhere, slamming into Hu Tian's abdomen, making a muffled sound, shattering the strange face with a smile at the corner of his mouth and a panicked face. The smile dissipated and turned into shock and fear, and then another muffled sound came, and Hu Tian flew out three steps away and fell to the ground fiercely, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yun Hao turned around and walked out of the ring, never said a word, it seemed that he was born to be a taciturn person, in fact, for Hu Tian Yun Hao has his own judgment in his heart, Hu Tian is an ordinary child, and being able to come to the martial arts hall to cultivate shows his high talent.

Hu Tian is an extremely proud person, however, in the martial arts he is dwarf everywhere in addition to his talent, when a proud person only has one thing that can be handled, such things will be infinitely elevated by his pride, he does not allow his only thing worthy of pride to be surpassed by others, and what is even more terrifying is that this person is still as poor as him and is still an orphan.

When Hu Tian was defeated by Yun Hao for the first time, the pride in his heart turned into jealousy, this hatred made him dare not face it, he tried his best to hide, he wanted to defeat Yun Hao head-on and wanted to regain his pride, so he could do whatever it took to do so.

Yun Hao has gone through the baptism of the demon tide and walked out of life and death, even if Hu Tian hides it deeply, he can still feel the deep hatred after all, he has a clear division between good and evil, he can use his life to protect the 'relatives' in the village, and he dares to shoot at the demon without dying, so he wants to crush Hu Tian's fragile pride ruthlessly. If this is the case, it will not allow Hu Tian to eliminate his jealousy towards him, and he will not mind turning into a demon and harvesting his life.

In the eyes of the surrounding spectators, Yun Hao performed a big drama of reversing and counterattacking desperately, Master Liu cast an appreciative gaze, Hu Tian struggled to get up in the ring, his rickety figure looked a little desolate, he pulled his head and only dared to look at his feet, the pride in his eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by... It's gloomy.

The first game of the top four qualifying matches was amazing, and I am looking forward to the second game, the strong duel between the two newcomers.

Wutang disciples are divided into outer hall disciples, inner hall disciples and core disciples, the division of the three kinds of disciples is based on cultivation, such as Yun Hao and others are considered martial arts outer hall disciples, outer hall disciples can step into the late stage of refining before the age of sixteen even if they are martial arts inner hall disciples, the mountain behind the martial hall, there is a majestic mountain peak towering, there is an unusually tall old tree on the top of the mountain, the old branches are bent and vigorous, the branches and leaves are almost gone, a girl under the tree stands pretty, the rough clothes of the martial hall are like a gorgeous brocade dress on her body, and a graceful and clear beauty shows a moving luster on Ruyu's cheeks。 The posture is upright, curling Nana, and heroic.

The girl's hands are behind her back, gentle and graceful, heroic and cool, two completely different beauties compete with each other, and the painting is an elegant Qifeng ink painting. Her eyes seemed to be locked on the ring of the martial arts test through the layers of clouds and mist.

After a long time, a panting voice came to the old tree and whispered, "Sister Luoshen, what are you looking at here?" ”

The girl knew who she was when she heard it, and she didn't look back and laughed softly: "I'm observing the newcomers, and there are a few who have good talents." ”

The later girl had a pair of innocent and smart big eyes, a white and red little face that people couldn't help but pinch it, and a bunch of ponytails swayed in the wind.

"Ling Shuang and Long Fei have extraordinary family backgrounds, not to mention their talents, the most unexpected thing is that two ordinary disciples appeared, among which Hu Tian has cultivated martial intent, and the other one is called Yun Hao's natural divine power, and he won the first place last time he beat everyone in the last small test. ”

Luo Shen's eyes narrowed and said softly: "Tong'er, do you think Yun Hao can still win the first place this time?"

The girl named Tong'er said: "Last month, no one among the newcomers in the martial arts hall cultivated martial intent, Yun Hao could get the first place with his innate divine power, and now that a month has passed, Hu Tian, Ling Shuang and Long Fei have already cultivated martial intent, and it is almost impossible for Yun Hao to defeat them again." ”

Luo Shen smiled slightly, turned around, and was so beautiful that Tong'er, who was also a woman, was jealous, "A month has passed, can't Yun Hao cultivate martial intent?"

Tong'er was stunned for a moment, and said as a matter of course: "Yun Hao's meridians are broken, it is impossible to cultivate martial intent, and besides, what he cultivates is still 'Dao Decision', alas... It's a pity for a genius. ”

Martial intent is the prototype of true qi, with the help of the power of the meridians generated, with great lethality, Yunhao meridians are broken and it is impossible to cultivate martial intent, martial intent does not come out of true qi, it is impossible to step into the late stage of refining in this life, because the sign of the late stage of refining is the birth of true qi, and the release of true qi can kill people three feet away. It's incredible.

Luo Shen's footsteps moved lightly to meet the mountain wind, and a little green silk fluttered in the wind on his forehead, "I just saw Yun Hao defeat Hu Tian with one move, and it was when Hu Tian used his magic grasp. ”

The beauty of Roselle is the beauty of the elegant stream, the beauty of the clear stream, a pair of beautiful eyes like the abyss of the stars, as if telling a fact, and as if arguing for whom...

Tong'er was surprised and said, "The Demon Grasp is a move in the 'Demon Transformation', if you want to use it, you must have martial intent, how can Yun Hao defeat Hu Tian?"

The mountain wind suddenly became violent, rolled up the leaves on the old trees, and ran towards the cliff, Luo Shen chuckled, walked to the small stone path down the mountain, and then came an ethereal voice, "If there is no hope in this life, then why should the predecessors who saved him do more..."

Tong'er's body was shocked, a trace of enlightenment flashed in her mind, and the fleeting little girl's embroidered eyebrows wrinkled tightly, as if she remembered something, frowning and stretching like spring flowers blooming, walking quickly like flying a few steps down to catch up with Luoshen, pulling Luoshen's arm I don't know what funny things to say, and a burst of laughter like a bell came far away.

The top four of the martial arts rookie disciples were ranked, and the penultimate game officially began, Long Fei was as light as ever in the ring, as if everything was not in his eyes, Ling Shuang was too calm, just like the fragrance of the cold plum alone in winter, because of this, she couldn't find the trace of desire hidden by the calm eyes of the person opposite.

The cheering under the ring is getting stronger, Long Fei has some regret in his heart, he thinks that this battle should be the last battle, why is there a waste like Yun Hao to disrupt the situation, thinking of this, Long Fei couldn't help but glance at Yun Hao, but what he saw at this glance was Yun Hao's "straight hook" eyes, and the target was of course Ling Shuang.

In Long Fei's eyes, he seemed to be appreciating an object, a waste with broken meridians, and won by luck with a brute force, did he really think that he could defeat a monk with martial intent by brute force? Yun Hao didn't seem to have such an awareness, and he couldn't understand what Long Fei was thinking, so angry that Long Fei quickly withdrew his eyes, otherwise he didn't know if he could still maintain a calm and breezy attitude.

In Long Fei's opinion, the first place in the martial arts test is dispensable, but if it can be given to the lovely person in front of him lightly, it will be even more perfect.

Ling Shuang was a little unhappy in the ring, and Long Fei in front of him seemed to be distracted? Could it be that I'm a big beauty, and I don't deserve your attention? Or do you Long Fei have the strength to crush me? Ling Shuang knew a little about Long Fei, so she was a little unhappy, she felt that the person in front of her was as rich as jade, and the instrument was magnificent, but in some ways it was even inferior to Yun Hao in the previous game, at least in terms of respecting the opponent, it was also silent, Yun Hao was at least very concerned about the opponent, this is the most basic respect, thinking of this, she looked at Yun Hao with her spare eyes, which one was this one, and the eyes of the two met directly in mid-air.

Ling Shuang was stunned for at least a moment, Yun Hao was also a little surprised, he didn't know why this frost goddess looked at him for no reason, but in line with basic politeness Yun Hao smiled slightly, this smile made the girl in the ring suddenly regain the feeling of being a goddess, and then look at Long Fei on the other side, he was angry, the top four have already won, and he was also touched by the beauty of this girl, and you Long Fei has not defeated me, so no one in your eyes is really hateful, you must be good-looking. The iceberg beauty made up her mind with hatred in her heart.

At the same time, Long Fei on the opposite side was very sad to be hit by a hint of cold, he suddenly looked up with a surprised face, thinking to himself, could it be that Miss Ling misunderstood me, shouldn't it, I am so good, I should be the first among the freshmen, it really shouldn't be, is it... ,By the way,,A friend once told me that girls often show the opposite of what they think.,So... Long Fei's thoughts in his heart were completed in only a moment, and the surprise he showed when he felt the chill was in Ling Shuang's eyes a blatant contempt, so close you actually didn't exist for me. Then Long Fei's expression changed from puzzled to slightly excited, which made Miss Ling even more crazy, could it be that you Long Fei was questioning my strength, and finally a little excited, do you think you can beat this girl?

The cold air struck like a substance, Long Fei was hit in the chest with a fist before he even reacted, he was a little out of breath, and suddenly raised his head a little blindfolded, but thinking of standing in the ring at this moment, he felt a little embarrassed, and strode forward with a frown, he decided to teach Ling Shuang some lessons, although she was worth paying some price to pursue, but this price must not be face. He felt that although he had taken a fancy to her, it did not mean that Ling Shuang had the qualifications to insult him.

Three steps and two steps, his right hand turned into a palm and slapped towards Ling Shuang lightly, still light and light, and even deliberately seemed to be even more indifferent, like slapping mosquitoes at will, in Ling Shuang's eyes, Long Fei not only disrespected his opponent, but also did not have the style of a gentleman, he actually shot in an instant, what was even more ridiculous was that he still looked so light and light, Ling Shuang really wanted to ask him, would he die if he didn't pretend?