What could be the reason for yawning other than being boredom?

For others, this battle is very exciting, but for Lin Chen, this battle is really boring.

What a warrior monk, what the first swordsman, what "Thirty-six Sticks of Arhats" and what "Flying Snow Swordsmanship", in his eyes, it was just a joke!

"Blindly pursuing gorgeousness, without thinking about the essence of martial arts, is the method of inferiority!"

Lin Chen could conclude that their future achievements were very limited.

Of course, if they meet a famous teacher, they may be able to change the existing predicament.

But......

He couldn't help but glance at the Qinghe Martial Saint and shook his head.

With just one glance, he saw through the realm of Qinghe Martial Saint and understood the strength of the other party.

This Qinghe Martial Saint is not a strong man in the traditional sense, he can have his current realm, relying on his own extraordinary talent, but he did not make good use of it, but instead exhausted his talent and made himself a mediocre person!

Lamentable!

Alas!

Compared to Lin Chen's shaking his head and sighing, Xin Yanfan in the front row clenched his fists with a solemn face.

Strong!

Very strong!

The two people in the ring are not far behind him in terms of strength!

"Huaxia is indeed the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger!"

Xin Yanfan couldn't help but sigh.

Previously, he thought that he was a genius in the world, and no one in the world could be an opponent, but now it seems that he was wrong, and he was very wrong!

In the Chinese mainland, there are many strong people, and I don't know how to do it!

He can't be as arrogant as he used to be!

"But ......"

Xin Yanfan's eyes were cold,

"Strong is strong, but I'm not much worse than them!"

He has full confidence in himself!

Today, the person who becomes a disciple of Qinghe Martial Saint can only be him!

He is a true child of destiny!

No one can stop him!

Battle after battle is over!

At this time, the person standing on the top of the ring is still the warrior monk Sikong of the Colorless Buddha Sect!

So far, there have been as many as six people who have fallen in his hands!

And these six challengers are all well-known masters in the martial arts world, and they are by no means unknown!

However, no matter how strong these six challengers are, they are not Sikong's opponents!

Sikong's "Thirty-six Sticks of Arhats" can be described as a god blocking and killing gods and demons!

The stick shadow in the sky has formed a solid iron curtain, impermeable, whether it is fist and palm, or knife and swordsmanship, under this stick method, it has become a dream bubble!

"Amitabha!"

Standing proudly in the ring, Thinking put his hands together, he released a thick murderous aura all over his body, and he didn't look like a Buddhist person at all!

Looking at Sikong, who had gone through six battles and was still in good spirits, many martial artists in the audience were shocked.

Terrible!

This is really terrible!

The warriors who originally wanted to fish in troubled waters were all retreating at this moment.

What kind of international jokes, where is this empty person?

He's a devil at all!

The indefatigable devil!

"Who else?"

Sikong looked around, his voice was so calm, but full of power!

Anyone who looked at him lowered their heads involuntarily!

"If there is no one, then I will win the first place in this underground ring!"

A smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Sikong's mouth.

However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded,

"I'm sorry! The name is mine! You don't want to get involved!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and finally settled on Xin Yanfan.

The man dressed in white stood up with a smile on his face.

"You want to challenge me?"

Sikong's eyes were cold.

"Not a challenge......

Xin Yanfan chuckled, and then a sharp light burst out of his eyes,

"It's about beating, and it's going to beat you !!"

Rumble!

The people around suddenly erupted into an uproar.

Arrogant!

It's so arrogant!

No one thought that after seeing Sikong's ability, this Xin Yanfan would dare to say such arrogant words!

I'm afraid this Sikong will be provoked!

Sure enough, just as they had guessed, they saw a look of annoyance on Sikong's face!

Among the opponents he has encountered, Xin Yanfan is the most arrogant!

"Okay, I want to see how you can break my Arhat Thirty-six Sticks!"

After Sikong was embarrassed, he quickly regained his composure.

This kind of calmness is not only because of the strength of the heart, but also because of the confidence in one's own strength!

His arhats are thirty-six sticks, and no one can beat them!

"It's coming!

Wen Congjun felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

How terrifying must this man who was accidentally provoked by them be?

He was curious!

However, the moment Xin Yanfan made a move, Wen Congjun's eyes almost didn't jump out of his sockets directly!

I saw that Xin Yanfan, who was in the ring, didn't talk nonsense, and killed Na Sikong directly with one palm!

"Whew!"

The whistling of the air is short and harsh!

That palm was so fast as lightning that it was impossible to see at all.

As soon as the palm fell, Sikong's whole person was directly knocked out!

Stupid!

Wen Congjun was stunned.

He knew that Xin Yanfan was very strong, but he never expected that the other party would be so strong!

It's a fucking pervert!

The powerful Sikong was slapped away by a palm?

Exercise!

All the emotions in Wen Congjun's heart have converged into this word full of multiple meanings!

And no other words can perfectly express his inner emotions!

Not only him, but everyone else around him.

Struck dumb!

Like a deer caught in headlights!

Unexpected!

I never thought of it!

They thought it would be a battle between dragons and tigers, but now!

Shocked!

"Not bad. ”

Even the Qinghe Martial Saint, who was sitting on the chair, nodded approvingly.

This is even more shocking.

There have been so many wonderful battles before, but they have never made Qinghe Martial Saint speak.

And now, Xin Yanfan appeared on the stage, and he was actually appreciated by the Qinghe Martial Saint!

Could it be that this Xin Yanfan is going to become a disciple of Qinghe Martial Saint?

"End...... It's over, it's over!"

Wen Congjun's tongue was knotted, and he cried with a sad face,

"Lin Shao, we're done!"

Xin Yanfan went further, what other way did they have to live?

Gao Shengming on the side also changed color, the paleness invaded his old face, and his thin figure was even more shaky!

"Hahaha! Old man, I regret it now!"

Lu Dehua turned his head proudly, and kept mocking,

"Make you stupid, make you choose the wrong one, and now you have embarked on a dead end of no return! I will watch you go to hell !!"