Chapter Thirty-Six: Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Fire

Slowly walking to the opposite side of Luo Yun, Luo Jun said lightly: "You are doomed." ”

"Really?" Luo Yun smiled.

Hearing this, Luo Jun's eyebrows moved, and the other party's relaxed tone made him a little uneasy, but this thought was quickly dispelled, he entered the Ziyang Sect a year earlier than Luo Feng, and now he is sixteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the late Huang Jie, and he is usually inconspicuous, who knows that he has surpassed Luo Feng, and others still think that he is hovering in the late stage of Huang Jie.

"Sister Luo Xuan, who do you think will win?" asked Luo Xiaomei, who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old on the female contestant's side.

Luo Xuan said calmly: "Luo Jun's winning rate is a little bigger!"

Luo Xiaomei didn't believe it, "But before, Luo Yun defeated Luo Feng with one punch, Luo Jun shouldn't be able to do this, right?" Luo Jin, who was going to fight Luo Xuan in the fourth game, shook his head and said: "Little girl, Luo Xuan is the fastest genius in the history of our Luo family to enter the Xuanjie realm, what she said must be reasonable." ”

Luo Xiaomei pouted, is it necessarily right for a genius to speak?

"Xiaomei is right, in terms of cultivation, there is no doubt that Luo Yun is stronger, but the two sides are not only better than cultivation, before Luo Yun was able to defeat Luo Feng with one punch, relying on his internal strength and strength, next, Luo Jun will definitely not be as Luo Yun wishes, choose to fight hard, with his experience and mastery of martial arts, there is a great hope of defeating Luo Yun. Luo Xuan said methodically.

When the three of them were discussing, the two on the field had already fought each other.

"Drink!"

Luo Jun exhaled and exerted force, his eyes instantly brightened, and a scorching air flow rose from his clenched fists, like two red-hot soldering irons.

With a movement under his feet, Luo Jun crossed a distance of seven or eight meters and launched a crazy attack on Luo Yun.

"Flame Fist? No, it should be the Quenching Fist of the Purple Yang Sect, which is better than the Flame Fist. ”

Facing the shadow of the fist in the sky, Luo Yun took it all in, drew half a circle with each hand, and pushed it out with immeasurable flames.

Bang!

A violent air explosion sounded out, and smoke and dust rolled up on the ground.

At the same time, a figure came out of the smoke and dust, it was Luo Jun, his arms spread out in the shape of a big peng, and his slender and powerful legs kicked out in a row.

"Eighteen Kicks of Ghost Fire!"

Puff puff puff!

The sharp strength rubbed against the air, rendering a faint dark blue, just like the ghost fire in the cemetery at night, and the move was fatal.

Luo Batian was shocked, and immediately said to Luo Tianhao proudly: "Second brother, this time your son is going to lose, the Ghost Fire Eighteen Kicks are a leg method derived from the ground-level low-level martial art 'Great Sun Ghost King Legs', which is more than twice as powerful as the ordinary human-level top-level martial arts, and the outer disciples of my Ziyang Sect who can practice it well will not have one in a hundred, and the inner disciples will also spend a lot of time pondering, I can't imagine that Ye Jun has learned it." ”

"There is no point in winning or losing, and it is meaningless to say anything. Ye Tianhao said this, and his eyes revealed a faint solemnity.

Shen Yuqing, who was sitting in another VIP seat, also had a solemn face, she had already heard of the Ghost Fire Eighteen Kicks, when an inner disciple of the Nanluo Sect went out to complete the task, he had an argument with the inner disciple of the Ziyang Sect for some reason, and during the battle, the inner disciple of the Nanluo Sect was kicked to pieces by the opponent's Ghost Fire Eighteen Kicks, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back, and he became a waste person from then on.

"Yun'er, don't be reluctant. Shen Yuqing muttered.

Luo Yun didn't know what his parents were worried about, for him, this ghost fire eighteen kicks were powerful, but it was a dream to hurt him, but he didn't want to expose his full strength for the time being, and even half of his strength had to be saved first, after all, this was his hole card, and the less people knew, the better.

"Let's try the demolition move first!" Luo Yun retreated regularly at his feet, blocking with his fists, or hitting hard, or even knocking out, eliminating the ghost fire shadows that came one by one.

The Fire Flame Fist seemed to come to life in Luo Yun's hands, and it evolved into many wonderful uses, and it actually steadily blocked Luo Jun's chain of kicks.

"The integration of rigidity and softness, regardless of yin and yang, is the highest state of the gang and fierce fist method. City Lord Lin gasped, he had lived for such an age, and he couldn't count the geniuses he had seen, but few people had reached the level of Luo Yun in martial arts.

Luo Jun's face was gloomy, at this moment he had already eleven legs, and he couldn't hurt Luo Yun in the slightest, and the other party's difficulty was beyond his expectations.

"Ghost Fire Four Spinning Kill!" "Three Kill Ghost Dao!"

The next seven legs can be combined into two special moves, and Luo Jun puffs up all his internal qi and launches a deadly attack towards Luo Yun.

At this moment, Luo Yun sighed a little that the martial arts were not enough, if the swordsmanship was excluded, there would only be a human-level high-level martial art, the Fire Flame Fist, and a domineering fist that was too domineering, with his current cultivation, it would be difficult to practice, and even the danger of self-damage.

"Before going back this time, you must break through to the Xuanjie Realm, and after becoming a real inner disciple, you will have as many human-level top-level martial arts as you need, at least it won't be as embarrassing as it is now. ”

Facing the 'dangerous' situation, Luo Yun smiled bitterly, increased his strength to thirty percent of his peak, and threw seven punches into the air.

Bang Bang ......Bang

Clusters of air currents erupted in the field, blowing Luo Yun back a few steps, floating under his feet, looking up, Luo Jun in purple clothes was like a kite with a broken line, drawing a wonderful arc in mid-air, and finally landed at the edge of the crowd.

"Okay, win beautiful?" It was only at this time that Luo Tianhao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Shen Yuqing.

Luo Batian next to him laughed dryly, and set his eyes on Luo Tang, hoping that his most proud son could give him a breath.

On the other side, Luo Xiaomei grinned heartlessly, "I'll just say it! Luo Yun will win." ”

Hearing this, Luo Xuan frowned, at that moment just now, she clearly sensed that Luo Yun's strength had doubled, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat Ye Jun easily.

"Luo Yunsheng, in the third game, Ye Hai is against Ye Ming!" Although the third elder was a little surprised, he didn't feel anything, after all, Luo Yun's cultivation was a cut above Ye Jun, and it was natural to win.

The fight between Luo Hai and Luo Ming is very intense, and the style of both of them is the same, every move and style is ruthless and decisive, and they will never drag the mud and water, many times it makes people feel that they seem to have an enmity against each other, and they want to put each other to death desperately.

"Luo Ming, if you want to blame it, blame your cultivation for not enough!" Finally, Luo Hai exerted his due strength, and shook Ye Ming, who was still fighting in a row, with two palms in a row.

"Luo Haisheng, the fourth game, Luo Xuan vs. Luo Jin!"

In the crowd, Luo Jin thought for a while, raised his hand and said, "I abstain." ”

The third elder nodded, and said to the last player, Luo Lin: "Now you can choose your opponent, you can replace him if you win, and eliminate him if you lose." ”

Luo Lin looked at Luo Xuan, Luo Tang and Luo Hai, shook his head, and then looked at Luo Yun at the end, still shaking his head, "Third Elder, I abstain!"

He will never be able to win the first three, as for Luo Yun, although he is not a Xuanjie Realm martial artist, but judging from the previous two games, the following Xuanjie Realm martial artists are definitely not opponents, so why bother to humiliate himself, it is better to simply admit defeat, anyway, at this point, he has no heart to think about the top three.

"Well, there are still four people left, namely Luo Tang, Luo Yun, Luo Hai and Luo Xuan, the first game is Luo Tang vs. Luo Yun, the second game Luo Hai vs. Luo Xuan, the winner enters the finals, and the other winner competes for the first place in the Ye Family Association, and then there is a second and third place competition, do you have any objections. The three elders' gaze swept over the four.

The four, including Luo Yun, shook their heads.

The third elder said, "In that case, you should rest for a quarter of an hour first, and strive to recover the lost true qi, and then there will be a shortage of true qi." ”