More than 20 square rings seem to be a lot, but one punch or one ends quickly, if the entire Bifangshan platform is a banquet with a hundred lanterns, then at this moment, only a lone lamp is still on.

The three members of Longxi were already standing behind Tang Luo, and Xiao Ziyu looked at the step Lin on the stage with blazing eyes, and his fighting spirit was blazing.

"Do you want to go first?" Tang Luo looked at Xiao Ziyu's appearance and asked tentatively.

"Forget it. Xiao Ziyu glanced at Bu Lin on the stage, and shook his head regretfully: "I have passed through his ring several times, this person's martial arts style is too restrained for me, and with the blessing of the dragon spirit bloodline, I haven't figured out how to win for the time being." ”

"Okay, then I'll get on. Tang Luo handed over the shirt wrapped in ninety-eight seals to Xiao Ziyu, and stepped into the ring with the embarrassed expression of the disciple of Martial Saint Mountain.

Perhaps these outer disciples who were swinging on Bifang Mountain couldn't imagine why the martial saint mountain of the dignified human race holy land would be reduced to a weak position, looking at Tang Luo's picky appearance, it seemed like choosing vegetables in the vegetable market, but only by heart, this humiliation, where was what these outer Tianjiao had experienced.

But even if they were defeated by a punch, how could they vent their anger, they could only bow their heads with their fists clenched, and it was not too late to meditate in their hearts for ten years.

And Dumiao Bulin, the master of the Dumiao Fight, didn't have so many worries, looked at Tang Luo, the tip of his nose seemed to have sulfur breath spewing out, and asked: "When you first came to the Eastern District, Lao Tzu asked you to fight, but you came last, why, Lin Ye is not good at speaking?"

is obviously a descendant of Bu Sheng, but he is full of market atmosphere when he speaks, with a tall and strong figure, if Xu Laoying is the best prostitute that Tang Luo has ever seen, then the person in front of him is the most worthy hooligan he has ever seen.

"Good dishes always have to be put last, and the strong ones are usually the finale. I'm just a little strange, you're in your thirties, shouldn't you have been cultivating in the inner gate of Martial Saint Mountain a long time ago, why are you the champion of this session?" Tang Luo stretched his muscles and asked seriously towards the man in the ring.

"It's your shit, don't think that if you say two good words, Master Lin will be soft-hearted, you bastard has already cultivated in the fierce realm, what kind of ability is it to bully a group of mortal martial artists?

With a chuckle, Tang Luo had no intention of arguing, just like Bu Lin had been using the Transformation Cultivation as a defense, he had not used the power beyond the Transformation Realm to attack, but because of the special problem of the physical body, his 29,000 spiritual power was several times stronger than the ordinary Transformation Peak, which created the power of one punch at a time.

And he also understands that when Bu Lin said this, he just wanted to let this group of inner disciples who had lost confidence regain their fighting spirit, after all, if they couldn't block a punch from a martial artist in the same realm, anyone would be in a low mood, but the realm was different, and this sadness could be easily excused.

After all, with the realm as an excuse, anyone can easily forgive themselves, as for Tang Luo's age, who will be fair and objective when making excuses for himself, it is better to treat the other party as having the skills to stay there!

Sure enough, after Bu Lin pierced Tang Luo's cultivation, the eyes of the group of depressed outer disciples appeared one by one, as if they were alive.

But after all, there were still a few people who didn't know what to do, and after hearing that Tang Luo was a fierce realm, they fell into a deeper despair.

Because of Buchen's injury, they also picked up the fight in Xiling six years ago, if the other party is already in a fierce realm at this time, doesn't this mean that they may not be able to catch up for the rest of their lives.

It's like two people who are cultivating together, but there is still a gap slowly, and no matter how the latter catches up, the distance is getting farther and farther away.

Sometimes the gap in qualifications can make people desperate more than strength, in fact, every disciple who came to Wusheng Mountain to practice has already discovered that even if they have used the whole day efficiently, but the qualifications still divide them one by one.

When it comes to the level of the heirs of the Holy Land, it is no longer a simple situation of hard work and playfulness, but it will definitely stand out, because everyone here is working hard.

Many people looked at the young Tang Luo on the stage with complicated expressions, and they didn't understand at all how this young man, who looked no more than in his early twenties, could have such cultivation.

And Bu Lin looked at his fellow disciples on the stage who were no longer depressed, turned his head and smiled at Tang Luo: "Isn't it the end of one punch, Lin Ye is standing here and see how you end!"

"Hmm... Really?" Tang Luo had a strange expression and asked, "Are you standing still and resisting a punch?"

Bu Lin sneered, hugged his chest and said with a proud face: "A mouthful of spit and a nail, you go and inquire, what Martial Saint Mountain Lin Ye said, is there anything that you can't count?"

"In that case, you're welcome. "Tang Luo injected the surging spiritual power in his soul into the spiritual array in his body, immortalizing the battle body, and opening up the firepower!

The silver gray giant several zhang high appeared on the quadrangle, like a small mountain, the phantom of the snake and the heavenly dragon was wrapped around the giant's arms and roared, the sky was suddenly gloomy, and the hundred miles of auspicious clouds converged into the Xuanwu law, the ring prepared by Bi Fangshan was ten zhang long and wide, but it was taken by the Xuanwu law to take a strict picture, four thick legs like a pillar of heaven were pestled in the four corners of the ring, the abdomen of the Xuangui spirit armor was the Xuan's gossip array, and the endless young yin power turned into spiritual light, injected into the right arm of the silver-gray giant.

The light of Shaoyin was blue, and a massive amount of blue light poured into the giant's right arm, causing the already incredibly thick long arm to swell again, looking like a totem made of muscles and flesh from a distance.

As the silver-gray giant clenched his fist and hooked his right arm, the endless wind was attracted by the power of Shaoyin, and the person who blew could barely open his eyes.

"Goo Dong Goo Dong"

It was not the sound of frightened people swallowing saliva, but the power of Shao Yin rolling in the totem-like right arm and the dragon's qi and blood, the silver giant who was ready to prepare lowered his head and said, "Just this punch, if you resist me, you will admit defeat, how about it?"

The sound spread all over the world, and Bulin, who had just returned Xuancheng to spit on himself and a nail, looked up at a fist about the same size as himself, and said: ", are you a fool to be Master Lin?

Strength and body shape are closely related, in other words, there is a deep reason why body cultivation regards size and size as the top secret art.

Because once the body cultivation breaks through the shackles of a certain force, you will soon find that you will reach a bottleneck, and this bottleneck is your physical body, and the power will eventually be transmitted through the medium of the entity.

And at this time, the body shape has become the ultimate competition of physical martial artists, the bigger the body, the greater the strength, this is something that does not need to be repeated at all.

The giant's punch may not be able to seriously injure Bulin, who has the dragon scale protector, but it is enough to knock him out of the ring and even pierce through the circle.

This kind of gambling that must be lost, Bu Lin is not stupid, how can he continue for a little face.

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