Chapter 1171: Can't Wait
What's more, they scolded Jiang Tian fiercely just now, saying that his "eight-layer grasp" was completely nonsense, and it was simply nonsense.
If Qi Yurou really wins, won't they have to be slapped in the face?
"Bai Xiang, if you fucking fight like this, it's better to kowtow and admit defeat directly!"
"Hmph! Just like you, it's really insulting the face of our inner genius!"
"Hurry down, don't be embarrassed on it!"
Several people shouted violently, eager to rush to the ring and beat Bai Siong down.
This method has simply lost the face of the inner disciples!
A genius in the inner door, a master of the Xuanyue Realm, need to please a woman in this way?
Joke!
Even if you really want to please a woman, the target should be an inner disciple of equal strength, just an outer disciple, what qualifications does he have to make him so self-defeating at the expense of his identity?
Maybe he was woken up by the scolding of several people, or maybe he felt a strong crisis in the corner of the ring, Bai Xiang's face sank, and he was completely angry!
"How can this be reasonable! Shut up the damn for me! Lao Tzu is a genius at the inner door, how can he be suppressed by a quasi-Xuanjing outer door girl?"
Bai Xiang shouted violently, his hands slammed his chest, and his originally very disordered breath suddenly paused, and he quickly began to regain his balance.
"Hmph! Looks like you're not dizzy yet!"
"I thought you had a crush on this chick and wanted to take this opportunity to please her?"
"Okay, don't be verbose, hurry up and win this competition, we can't wait!"
Several inner disciples scolded coldly, and there was a stirring in their hearts, and they couldn't wait.
Through this competition, they found that Bai Xiang's spiritual power was really too depleted, and his strength was not as good as before.
Everyone looked at each other, gearing up, just waiting for the female disciple of the outer sect to rush to the ring after the defeat, and challenge Bai Siong first!
Just kidding, with Bai Xiang's current spiritual power situation, they can win the battle with a casual shot, this is almost a victory for Bai Xiang, how can they miss it?
Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what you're thinking, you want to take advantage of others' danger to take advantage of me, no way!"
Bai Xiang shouted loudly, and the aura around his body soared, as if he had recovered his strength in an instant.
"Not good!"
Qi Yurou was about to win, but she suddenly faced this situation, and she was really uneasy.
No matter what the other party says, he is also a genius of the inner door and a master of the Xuanyue Realm, even if he exerts about half of his strength, he can easily crush her.
For her, this scene in front of her did not bode well!
Bang!
After a slight loss of concentration, a white palm print slapped wildly, rolling up layers of spiritual power fluctuations, shaking the void and buzzing!
Fortunately, Qi Yurou reacted very quickly, and without waiting for the palm print to hit her body, she flashed to the side with all her might, narrowly avoiding this attack.
"It's dangerous!"
Qi Yurou's face sank, and her eyes became extremely solemn.
Just now, as long as she is slower than the line, she will be hit by the opponent, even if she is not blasted out of the ring, she will suffer a lot of injuries, and the next situation can be imagined!
However, Bai Xiang, who had reversed the decline, did not take advantage of the victory and chase after him as everyone expected, and won the competition in one fell swoop, but paused slightly, stood in place and took a deep breath, and quickly swallowed a few pills to strengthen the refining.
"How can it be!"
"Bai Xiang, the face of the inner disciple has been completely lost by you!"
The inner disciples were slightly stunned, and then their faces sank, and they scolded coldly.
Originally, whether Bai Siong was extremely Tailai or not, but they didn't expect it to be just a struggle in a predicament, which really disappointed them.
"Get out, what the fuck do you all know, do you think it's child's play when Lao Tzu fights four times in a row?"
Bai Xiang couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and retorted.
Originally, in the ring, this kind of self-revealing behavior was inevitably suspected of showing weakness, which was a taboo for martial artists, but he believed that his opponent was just an outer disciple, so he had no scruples, and blurted out bluntly.
"Why do you have the face to say, even if you win four games in a row, you won't be able to win even a quasi-Xuanhai Sect disciple, right?"
"Hehe, especially a!"
"Hmph, I don't think he's even as good as the girl on the other side!"
Everyone scolded coldly, taking the opportunity to suppress Bai Xiang's arrogance.
Of course, they didn't think that Qi Yurou could win, they just wanted to use this way to hit Bai Xiang's morale, and then no matter who they came to the stage to challenge, they could defeat each other more easily and win a victory.
"!" Bai Xiang was completely furious when he heard this!
These inner disciples actually said that he was not as good as the girl opposite, how could it be unreasonable!
"Lao Tzu, let me show you, am I comparable to her?"
Rumble!
As soon as the words fell, Bai Xiang seemed to have recovered his spiritual power, and the aura around his body soared, and he stepped out and walked towards Qi Yurou.
"Cross the dragon arm!"
Bang!
A dull roar accompanied by a loud shout suddenly rose, Bai Xiang's arms crossed and suddenly shook, and a cross-shaped white spiritual light immediately swept out.
"Senior Sister Qi, be careful!"
"Beware!"
Several female disciples of Xiuyun Peak's complexion changed, and their hearts were shocked!
This attack was so powerful that none of them would be able to resist it, which really worried them.
And for Jiang Tian, this is nothing special at all.
With the same technique, Bai Xiang's power at this time was not as good as before, although the momentum was quite amazing, but the real combat power had obviously decreased a lot.
Qi Yu Roujiao shouted, and his palms flipped one after another, and ten palm prints burst out in an instant, and in the rumbling crackling sound, he was also shattered by the cross white light condensed by the "Jiaolong Arm".
However, with this momentary blocking, her figure flashed to the center of the ring and occupied a relatively advantageous position.
"No! It's not the way to go!"
Qi Yurou knew that even if the opponent's strength dropped sharply, she was not sure of victory.
Jiang Tian's "eighth-layer" opportunity is actually really exaggerated, most of it is to encourage her to make a move, although it gave her great courage, but it can't enhance her strength out of thin air.
Qi Yurou took a deep breath, shook her head and smiled bitterly.
And at this moment, her eyes suddenly shrank and she looked stunned!
The corner of his eye glanced at Jiang Tian, his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly heard the other party's transmission!
"Senior Sister Qi, Bai Siong seems to have recovered his strength, but in fact, he is at the end of his strong crossbow, as long as you use all your strength, you may not be able to win!" Jiang Tian looked calm, and said in a voice.
"Senior Brother Jiang, didn't you say that you have eight layers of certainty, why don't I even have five layers now?" Qi Yurou couldn't help but subconsciously ask back. Jiang Tian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly showed a sly smile: "You're right, but if I don't say that, will you come on stage to challenge?"