After Zhao Xiaoyong saw it, he smiled at Xujing. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Next, the monks of the Hui Zi generation said: "Seventy-three, seventy-nine, come to the stage and prepare." ”

Zhao Xiaoyong smiled at the false name and said, "Don't worry, I believe in Uncle Shi's strength, this battle will be won." Then he walked to the ring.

Zhao Xiaoyong stood in the ring and looked carefully at the opponent in this round. Not very old, thick eyebrows, big eyes, looks very shrewd, not tall, but looks like there are still a few muscles.

At this time, he saluted first: "I have seen Uncle Shi, my nephew Xuyue, please give me more advice." ”

Zhao Xiaoyong returned the salute and said with a smile: "Don't be merciful to your nephew, let's make progress together." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaoyong watched the quiet competition just now, but he didn't dare to be careless. directly used the Boromi hand, which is still the old rule, playing defensive at the beginning and not attacking. As soon as Xuan Yue saw Zhao Xiaoyong on the defensive, he directly used a very powerful move in the Tiger Fist to lower the dragon and fight at Zhao Xiaoyong.

When Zhao Xiaoyong saw it, he avoided his edge and took a step back. When he saw it, he took another step forward. The right hand was pinched into a seal and smashed it towards Zhao Xiaoyong's head. The wind was howling and it looked very powerful.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong had two choices. Is it to avoid or to fight. Zhao Xiaoyong's eyes were certain, and he directly used the same attack-oriented move in Boromi's hand. With all his strength, he threw a punch into the palm print of Xuyue.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyong chose to fight hard, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. The left hand was on his side to protect his chest, and his right hand smashed at Zhao Xiaoyong.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong also punched Xuyue. At the beginning of the competition, the two used all their strength, and if anyone loses this punch, then there is basically little hope for this one. This palm, which integrates most of the internal strength and momentum of the two, chooses to fight hard, and this palm cannot be lost.

The fists intersected, no one took advantage, and the two were evenly matched. Xu Yue saw that his palm print of victory was blocked, and he was a little distracted. At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong's left hand was pinched into a sword finger to refer to the sword, and a style in Huashan swordsmanship was used, and Cangsong welcomed guests. Hit the big hole on the chest of Xuyue.

At this time, Xuyue only reacted, but it was too late. Zhao Xiaoyong had already pointed his finger at the big giant hole.

At this time, the monk of the Hui generation said: "The competition is over, and No. 79 wins." "Although this competition is very short, it has condensed all the wisdom of martial arts, and if you are not careful, you will lose. In the end, it was Zhao Xiaoyong who won the competition.

At this time, after Zhao Xiaoyong heard it, he withdrew his sword finger from the big giant hole of Xuyue, and at the same time pulled back. He was afraid that Xuyue would not be able to withstand the blow of defeat, and then he was beaten down.

Xuyue withdrew his hand, sighed, and said to Zhao Xiaoyong dejectedly: "Uncle Xie's advice, I don't complain if I lose." ”

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyong smiled and said: "Are you not convinced, I thought that if I smashed my seal, I would basically lock in the victory." ”

Xuyue opened his mouth, but still shook his head and said, "Winning is winning, losing is losing." There is nothing to say, there is no shame in losing under Uncle Shi's hands. This year, I fell in the third round, and I hope that Uncle Shi can enter the Damo Academy, so that I will not complain if I lose. ”

Zhao Xiaoyong chatted with Xuyue on stage for a while, and it seemed that Xuyue was still very depressed. After that, Zhao Xiaoyong walked out of the ring. At this time, after seeing Zhao Xiaoyong coming down, he shouted happily: "Uncle Shi is so powerful, he can defeat so many powerful brothers after only studying for more than half a year." ”

Zhao Xiaoyong was very pretending at this time, waved his hand, and couldn't help but smile: "There, it's just a fluke." The teachers and nephews are still very powerful. After hearing this, he still looked at Zhao Xiaoyong with admiration and said, "If only I had such a high martial arts talent as my uncle, I wouldn't have lost in the first round." At that time, the first time I met my uncle, I knew that my uncle was extraordinary, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. ”

After Zhao Xiaoyong heard this, he couldn't help it and laughed. After that, the two chatted for a while, and Zhao Xiaoyong was slowly recovering his internal strength. Fortunately, "Jiuyang Divine Skill" is very powerful in terms of internal force recovery speed, and it will be completed after a while Zhao Xiaoyong's internal force is replenished.

After waiting for a while, the third round of competition in each ring was completed. At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong didn't see Xusheng coming, guessing that Xusheng might have entered the last round, and secretly refueled Xusheng. Looking at the false name around him, Xiaozui was still talking, and it seemed that when guiding the pilgrims, Xiaozui practiced it for him.

After a while, basically at the same time, the monks of each Hui character generation said: "The two monks of the final battle are on the ring, and the final round starts now." ”

Suddenly there was a lot of buzz, and the final round began. The ring with the largest number of people is the two rings from last year's top five, and the ring with the least number of people is the virtual ring. There are also a lot of people in the ring where Zhao Xiaoyong is, most of them are here to cheer for Xujing, if it weren't for the face of Zhao Xiaoyong is uncle, it is estimated that he would start shouting.

Zhao Xiaoyong stood in the ring, looked at Xujing with a smile, and said: "Senior nephew, I haven't entered the Damo Academy yet, you have entered it last year, or give me the opportunity this year." Give Uncle Shi a face. Before he opened it, Zhao Xiaoyong began to attack the language, which was called trash talk in his previous life.

Xu Jing clasped his hands together and said: "Uncle Shi's words are wrong, there is no distinction between generations in studying martial arts, and those who are capable have it." It depends on whether Uncle Shi can win the nephew. "It sounds like this silence is 100% confident that it can win.

Zhao Xiaoyong smiled and said secretly: "I didn't think that you would give me the opportunity, so let's lower your hands and see the real chapter." Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyong raised his hands and posed in the starting style of Boromi's hand. And the void also used the scattered flower palm.

Cho Hyo-yong did not defend this time and took the initiative to attack at the beginning. A move to see through the red dust hit Xujing, the sleeves swing with a dusty atmosphere, or Zhao Xiaoyong's internal strength is not strong, if the internal force is strong to hit this move, the palm is ethereal, I don't know where to hit this palm.

At this time, Xujing also used a trick to see the flowers in the fog, so as to respond to all changes without change. No matter where Zhao Xiaoyong hit this palm from, Xu Jing could react and make a palm in time.

After Zhao Xiaoyong saw it, he didn't change his moves, and slapped his palm directly on Xujing's left chest. At this time, Xu Jing unhurriedly used his left palm to block, and Zhao Xiaoyong saw that Xu Jing's right hand was clenched into a fist, and he immediately retreated. He was still a little jealous of the Doroye finger in his right hand.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoyong retreating, Xu Jing smiled and talked a few times. Meaning I just lied to you, don't be nervous. Zhao Xiaoyong looked at it and said in his heart: "It's interesting, provoke Uncle Shi, you should fight." ”

At this time, Xu Jing attacked first, and Zhao Xiaoyong defended with Boromi's hand, and the two were deadlocked. Just like that, I made a dozen moves.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong's move was broken by the void, and the middle door was wide open. Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, the four fingers of his right hand talked continuously, and hit Zhao Xiaoyong with the Doreye Finger Void. Zhao Xiaoyong took a breath, distributed the internal force in the chest and abdomen, and began to resist. At the same time, he said in his heart: "Don't fight anywhere else, or I'll be in danger." ”

Sure enough, the force of the Xujing Finger hit Zhao Xiaoyong's abdomen, which was the same place that the previous round of Xujing hit with the Doroye Finger. Zhao Xiaoyong felt a pain in his abdomen, but fortunately, the ability of "Jiuyang Divine Skill" to resist blows was first-class, and his anger was gone, and he could fight again. Then, Zhao Xiaoyong jumped back and put his hand on his abdomen. Said: "Doroye fingers, worthy of the name. ”

Xu Jing saw that his finger did not achieve much effect, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Xu Jing was very confident in his Doroye Finger, and felt that Zhao Xiaoyong was already at the end of the crossbow, but he was just holding on.

Xu Jing smiled and began to attack Zhao Xiaoyong, intending to win in one go. At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong stubbornly resisted, and he couldn't see that he had just been injured. The more Zhao Xiaoyong is like this, the more Xu Jing feels that Zhao Xiaoyong can't hold it anymore, and he is about to win.

According to the trick she had just made, Xu Jing forcibly induced Zhao Xiaoyong to play the trick of Humility Ruogu. Xujing was another trick just now, and he began to attack Zhao Xiaoyong's abdomen with his Doroye fingers.

When Xujing bent his fingers, Xujing found that he had little internal force left, and he couldn't hit Doroye's finger anymore, so he hurriedly changed his moves. Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyong sneered. The right hand became a sword finger, and a move had Feng Laiyi, pointing at Xujing's neck at a tricky angle.

Xu Jing hurriedly blocked it, but he couldn't catch up with Zhao Xiaoyong's speed. Zhao Xiaoyong's sword fingers changed and grabbed and directly locked his throat. Won the competition.

At this time, the monk of the Hui generation said: "No. 5 ring, No. 79 HP wins, and you have the opportunity to enter the Damo Academy." At this time, the audience shouted thunderously and began to congratulate Zhao Xiaoyong.

Xujing's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he had lost like this, and he still lost with the seventy-two stunts of the Dora Ye Finger.

After Zhao Xiaoyong kept the move, he loosened the tense nerves, felt the pain in his abdomen, and put one hand on his abdomen, which looked not light.

Zhao Xiaoyong saw Xujing's confused appearance, walked over and said, "Senior nephew, do you know why you lost with the Doroye Finger?" Xujing looked at Zhao Xiaoyong and shook his head.