"Do you want to ...... Let me make a move?"

Ling Yi looked at Wu Jie with a smile, the two of them were in the same realm, and this tone was inevitably a little bigger.

"Even if you're a martial artist, I won't give in. ”

"I think you also understand the truth of the lion fighting the rabbit. ”

Wu Jie shook his head and looked meaningfully at the sidelines.

He Qiang and Ling Yi's opponents in the second round were still unconscious, and he could see that Ling Yi also had no intention of keeping his hands in those two competitions, both of which killed the enemy with one blow and did not give the opponent a chance.

"yes, so which of us do you think is a rabbit?"

Ling Yi slowly moved his steps.

He was not bored and wanted to chat with Wu Jie, but by speaking, he slowly turned his back to Elder Wang.

Wu Jie was different from his opponents in the previous two games, and under the same cultivation realm, Ling Yi wasn't sure if he needed to fully open the Red Fire Pupil in order to capture the opponent's figure.

But if it is fully opened, the red fire in his eyes will surely flourish.

With the help of the Turning Around, he was not worried that the other registered disciples would see the clues, but he did not dare to guarantee that Elder Wang was there.

Elder Wang's eyesight was so strong, just now he and He Qiang were just a staggered kung fu battle that ended, and the other party could still see that he had reached the realm of martial arts triple.

If the Red Fire Pupil was seen to be abnormal by Elder Wang, it would be a very troublesome matter.

Wu Jie obviously didn't see through Ling Yi's thoughts, and Ling Yi was also slowly turning around, maintaining a face-to-face angle with the other party.

As soon as his waist sank, he was already in a posture, and said, "I think it will be you!"

There was no interest in speaking, and his right arm suddenly became illusory, like an iron whip, and he threw himself forward, and roared: "Bailong Yin!"

Brush!

The whip shadow came from top to bottom, and the sharp internal force was thrown out through the right arm, tearing the air so loud that it snorted, like a loud dragon roar, falling from mid-air, hitting Ling Yi directly.

Xuan-level martial arts Hundred Dragons Yin, cultivated to the extreme, can turn the teeth of a hundred dragons with both hands, and tear all the enemies in front of him into pieces!

The red light flashed under his eyes, and Wu Jie's moves were all under Ling Yi's eyes.

The corners of his mouth grinned slightly, his feet turned around, and his body jumped back slightly, avoiding this dragon bite.

At the same time, his right foot that jumped to the back suddenly exerted force, and the whole person was like a spring that was compressed to the extreme, and suddenly rebounded and rushed forward!

Xuan-level martial art Purple Pole Dragon Kill - Directly smash the Yellow Dragon!

Ling Yi's whole person catapulted forward like a cannonball, his right fist was in front, and the fist was already a protruding blade of internal force, cutting straight into Wu Jie's middle door.

With the help of the red fire pupil, he was extremely accurate this time, and it was when Wu Jie's old power was about to do his best and his new strength was not released, and he was stuck when the second dragon chant of the hundred dragons was about to come out.

The trick was broken, Wu Jie was slightly surprised, but he was not afraid, his feet were staggered, and his body suddenly changed from one to three, and in front of Ling Yi's fist, three identical Wu Jie suddenly appeared.

Instantaneous!

This light skill is easy to recognize, and he has also seen this light skill that can cultivate afterimages when selecting exercises before, but it does not match his red fire pupil, so it was abandoned.

The punch that smashed Huang Long was already in front of Wu Jie, but the other party separated three afterimages, obviously trying to confuse Ling Yi's audio-visual.

But Ling Yi kept an indifferent smile at this.

In front of the red fire pupil, all the vanity was in vain, and he could see Wu Jie's true body at a glance.

He pretended not to know, his fist remained unchanged, and a punch smashed the leftmost afterimage of Wu Jie, and with a step on his feet, before the other party did not change his move, with his left heel as the axis, the whole person spun half a circle violently, and his right leg was thrown out like a whip.

Purple Pole Dragon Kill - Divine Dragon Swing Tail!

Smack——!

Click!

At this moment, the crunch sound of bone cracking was heard.

The whip slashed to the right, hitting Wu Jie's real body, but fortunately, the latter raised his hand to block it at the last moment, otherwise this whip would go straight to Wu Jie's face.

This is the case, Wu Jie was also broken by this leg, and his real body staggered, and he retreated as many as five steps to the side and back, only half a step away from stepping outside the martial arts arena.

When one of the players is knocked out of the field during the battle, it is naturally a defeat.

One leg repelled Wu Jie, but Ling Yi retracted his momentum and did not take advantage of the situation to force Wu Jie out of the field to win.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.

Wu Jie's position at this time was a little awkward, if Ling Yi rushed to attack, he would inevitably turn his figure slightly to Elder Wang's side, then his red fire pupils would be exposed to the other party's observation.

Ling Yi refused to take this risk, and he was also crying out in his heart for pity.

He calculated the strength and angle of the dragon swinging his tail on that leg, and he thought that it was enough to force Wu Jie to appear in the martial arts field, but he thought that the other party was also in the realm of martial arts triple, and the recovery of qi was half a point faster, and he took half a step less.

However, it was not completely useless, Wu Jie, who stabilized his body at this time, had a right arm hanging softly by his side, thinking that even if the arm was not broken, he had temporarily lost his combat power.

For Wu Jie, who is good at performing kung fu such as Bailong Yin, breaking his arm will naturally greatly affect the opponent's combat power.

The two switched between offense and defense quickly, and they were dazzled to see it, until Wu Jie was knocked back, and the onlookers came back to their senses.

"Good...... It's so strong!"

"This is Ling Yi, mother-, who will give me a punch to wake me up, okay?"

"Oh my God, even Wu Jie can't stop Ling Yi with a move and a half?"

"Xuan-level martial arts, that's Xuan-level martial arts!"

The onlooker disciples were shocked, Ling Yi's combat power was far beyond their expectations, and Wu Jie, who was also a martial arts triple, ended up like this under Ling Yi.

Some people even began to desperately recall whether they had bullied Ling Yi before, or in other words, whether they had bullied too hard.

So some people were calm, but some people shrank their necks back with pale faces, trying to make themselves look less conspicuous, obviously afraid of Ling Yi's revenge.

However, Ling Yi would not pay attention to these people, his gaze fell on Wu Jie's face, and he smiled: "It seems that you are the rabbit." ”

"You ——!"

Wu Jie's face was blue and white for a while, and he finally couldn't maintain that indifference anymore.

It was when the qi and blood were surging in his body, and the pain in his arm was even more severe, and he couldn't have imagined that the battle that he thought was nine out of ten would end like this.

Ling Yi's mocking words suddenly made him lose his mind, and he roared angrily: "I haven't lost yet!"

As soon as he stepped on his feet, he was about to rush towards Ling Yi.

"If you keep fighting, you'll die. ”

At this moment, an indifferent voice came into Wu Jie's ears, like a basin of cold water poured on his head.

Wu Jie's figure froze, but when he saw Elder Wang's indifferent gaze, his heart suddenly trembled.

He was able to cultivate to the Martial Dao Triple Level, which was considered to be a bit of a talent, which also made Elder Wang open his mouth to remind him.

But it's just this sentence, if Wu Jie forcibly fights, Elder Wang will not stop him, let alone save him.

In the ring, life and death have their own destiny, even if he really dies in the hands of Ling Yi, the sect will not have any reaction.

Is it really worth dying for the sake of a momentary will?

"I ...... Lost. ”

With all his strength, Wu Jie said these three words with great difficulty.