0090 Iron Fist Again

"Kid, your joints are locked by me, and you can't exert your strength. ”

The wine and meat Taoist looked at Luo Sheng with a smile, "You lost." ”

"Gathering Palm!"

Luo Sheng roared, and a huge force suddenly erupted from his palm, instantly impacting the body of the wine and meat Taoist!

Zheng Peng stood up directly, this palm, he was very familiar with it! At that time in the dojo, he was defeated by this palm that looked weak and weak! This little old man, can he resist the power of this palm?

Sure enough, the old man also bounced backwards, fell out hard, and smashed to the ground. But the old man performed a beautiful body movement, rolled on the spot, turned over, got up again, and looked at Luo Sheng in front of him.

"Oops...... What a slap in the face. ”

The old man wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, "It's quite exciting." ”

"Come again!"

Luo Sheng stood there, took a breath of cool air, and stabilized the injuries on his body. He looked at the old man opposite, knowing that the old man still had more skills that he hadn't taken out, but he would definitely not admit defeat! In order to help Liu Mengtian get the money to participate in the draft, and also to win!

"Rasheng ......"

The senior sister looked at the figure of the man on the stage with some worry, this time it's too bad, his stubborn temper has come up again! This time, no matter what, I'm afraid I can't stop him...... What a fool, what if he gets hurt! If he gets injured because of this game, Tian Tian will definitely be very sad, and maybe he will blame himself!

But by this time, there was no one to stop him.

"That's it. ”

The old man took a step back and stood directly outside the ring.

Luo Sheng was stunned, the audience was stunned, and the host was also a little confused.

"What's the situation, has the wine and meat Taoist thrown in the towel?"

She subconsciously said, "Could it be that the Demon King's palm just now caused his body to be seriously injured? Oh, it's a pity, after all, he is already old, if he is a few years younger, I think, the result of the game may be a little different!"

Luo Sheng was very unhappy.

"Why?"

"Because, ah, there's no wine. ”

As he spoke, the old man picked up the flask and poured it down, and sure enough, there was not a drop of wine.

"I'm going to buy wine, what should I drink this time, shochu, or some rice wine, tsk......"

The old man shook and prepared to leave.

"Hey, are you just leaving?"

Luo Sheng always felt unwilling, very, very unwilling.

"See you soon!"

The old man soon disappeared, and the host announced Luo Sheng's victory. The senior sister was relieved, but Luo Sheng was very uncomfortable. What is the meaning of the victory of being given by others!

Even if he's not happy, the game has to go on. Luo Sheng stepped out of the ring, and the rest of the game started again.

After a few boring games, except for Zheng Peng, Luo Sheng was still familiar with it, he didn't know the rest. This iron fist flow Zheng Peng also has real kung fu. His thunderous three strikes cleanly solved the opponent, and the opponent was powerless to fight back. Soon, the first round was over and the byes for the next round began.

This time, the middle-aged uncle was lucky to have a bye. He laughed twice, looked at Luo Sheng, and said from afar.

"Boy, you're lucky to have kept you alive one more round. ”

Luo Sheng sat opposite, but saw the mouth shape of the middle-aged uncle. His heart tightened, and sure enough, the evil god had an enmity with him. Who sent him? Pan Qiang has already hung up, and he has no other enemies. Who the hell is this guy?

Luo Sheng thought for a moment, and then remembered another person.

Pan Yun!

The people of the Pan family are really cautious. However, Pan Yun's approach made Luo Sheng unable to find fault with it! At first, he patted his chest and said, waiting for Pan Yun to take revenge. And Pan Yun didn't engage in any conspiracy, but let this guy called the evil god run to the martial arts arena and defeat himself in a dignified manner......

This woman is really smart enough. It's just been contact once, and she even figured out her temper?

It doesn't seem wise to go against this kind of woman. But as a cultivator, if he is afraid of her, how can he cultivate the truth in the future, and he will die headlong!

Thinking of this, Luo Sheng stretched out his hand and raised a middle finger at the evil god Yang Ke in the distance!

it, just do it, who's afraid of whom!

"Thank you for your continued support of the CKC Auditions, and we are also welcoming the second round of the competition today. ”

The host retouched her makeup, stood on the high platform in a gentle manner, and continued her work.

"In this round, there are a total of six fights. Let's take a look at the list of this game, oops, I didn't expect it, the first game is a wonderful tough battle! Zheng Peng, the representative of our Y City Iron Fist Stream, will fight against the mysterious masked man, the Demon King!"

The surrounding audience began to cheer again, they bought tickets, and they wanted to see the masters fight!

Zheng Peng walked in a tiger step and walked directly into the ring. He stood there barefoot, tied the black belt around his waist.

"We're meeting again!"

"yes, you're out of luck. ”

Luo Sheng still crossed his arms and stood there, keeping his pose.

"Arrogance!"

Zheng Peng roared angrily, "This time, I will definitely not win! I will use these iron fists to avenge my failure!"

As he spoke, Zheng Peng flicked under his feet, and the whole person instantly leaned towards Luo Sheng. At the same time, he unleashed three thunderous strikes, quickly punched three punches, and came straight to Luo Sheng's head!

He seemed to know that Luo Sheng's body was more resistant to fighting, so this time he showed no mercy and was ready to hit Luo Sheng's vital point! But Luo Sheng, who had been cultivating for several days, was no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the day. His third blood bead has gradually matured. As long as he worked hard, he could break through to the realm of the fourth blood bead at any time.

Although Zheng Peng's punch is fast, Luo Sheng can vaguely see it clearly without using Tianyan this time!

It's not easy to get out of the way. Luo Sheng chose another way, blocking! He stretched out his hands and poured spiritual power into his palms, making one pair of hands as hard as iron, stretching out in front of him and blocking three times!

Bang bang bang!

Zheng Peng's three punches were all blocked by Luo Sheng's palm!

"What?"

Luo Sheng was taken aback, and Zhao Liangcheng, who was sitting in the stands, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

can see Zheng Peng's fist clearly, it seems that this dark horse is a strong opponent.

"It's too slow!"

Luo Sheng roared, then grabbed Zheng Peng's fist with both hands, pulled it to the side, and let Zheng Peng's empty door open wide! At the same time, he flew up his knee and hit Zheng Peng hard! Zheng Peng was still stunned, he almost subconsciously raised his left leg to block Luo Sheng's knee.

"Bang!"

Zheng Peng's calf was impacted, he took a step back, his left leg went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

Zheng Peng's heart was like a stormy wave, his tempered body was so fragile in front of the other party?