I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 415 Gui Lingsu's New Evil Technique

Lu Ziqing immediately became serious, watching Gui Lingsu's performance carefully.

Yue Shiyu said: "If I'm not mistaken, this envoy from Loulan is Gui Lingsu, the young master of Xingyuehai. But the Gui Lingsu I met before was a boy..."

There was booing all around, sister Xiaoyu, you are too bad!Those who came to participate in the Tianwu Grand Meeting were of course boys.

Gui Lingsu was expressionless, and lightly snorted at Yue Shiyu's teasing, adding a bit of arrogance.

Lu Ziqing was terrified, and couldn't help yelling: "No!"

"What's wrong?" Several reckless bosses asked together.

Lu Ziqing observed: "Gui Lingsu is much better than before, probably because he practiced some kind of more sinister kung fu."

Perhaps after being cut off, his mind changed drastically, and he took the opportunity to practice the Sunflower Canon?Does Xingyuehai really have this kind of exercises?

I saw a hero of the rivers and lakes jumped up, patted his chest hair, and challenged Gui Lingsu.

Yue Shiyu introduced: "The one who challenges Gui Lingsu is not an ordinary person, but the Kaibei Shouwei who has made good achievements in the Tianwu Festival many times in the past years... Ugh!"

Before the introduction was finished, Wei Beihui pounced on Gui Lingsu, his posture was like a black bear pounced on a snow-white lady... Everyone was waiting to see Gui Lingsu tenderly under Wei Beihui's palm Yin, but Gui Lingsu just raised his hand, and his figure flashed, and his snow-white palm lightly pressed on the other's chest like a ghost, and Wei Beihui's slamming figure stopped abruptly.

Gui Lingsu withdrew her hand in disgust, wanting to find something to wipe off.But at the moment, everyone was wearing very little clothes, so Gui Lingsu could only walk to the banner on the sidelines, and wiped his hands with the banner of Shenwumen.

A bloody palm print appeared on Wei Beihui's chest, and Wei Beihui fell on his back, breathless.

Several sergeants rushed up urgently, carried Wei Beihui away, and threw him into the mist beside the wall. After a long time, Wei Beihui suddenly recovered his breath and let out a groan.

Yue Shiyu exclaimed: "If I'm not mistaken, this is Xingyuehai's long-lost Shadow Moon Divine Art? A Shadow Moon Divine Art that can ignore the distance between the opponent and the qi?"

Gui Lingsu didn't answer, but casually tore off a corner of the Shenwumen flag, and said, "I need something to wipe my hands, do you mind?"

This naturally made the people of Shenwumen very angry, but they couldn't say anything.

Two people came up in a row, all of them were disciples of Shenwumen, their cultivation level was no lower than that of Wei Beihui, and the result was the same.No matter how the opponent attacked, Gui Lingsu suddenly appeared in front of the opponent, and stamped his palm on the opponent's chest, leaving a bloody palm print.The other party had no time to resist, and immediately fell to the ground.The Red Lotus Sword Heart of Shenwu Sect had no effect at all, no matter whether it was Gang Qi or any attack, it was useless, and suddenly lost the ability to resist and fell to the ground.

Lu Ziqing and the others watched with horror, how can they fight this?
Lu Ziqing frowned and said, "That's not right. No matter how powerful the Shadow Moon Divine Art is, the opponent won't be unable to resist all of a sudden."

At this time several soldiers sent Wei Bei back, Uncle Liu Huang was also there, supporting Wei Bei back.Wei Bei looked frustrated, and there was still a bloody palm print on his chest.

The crowd helped him over and asked, "What happened during the fight?"

Wei Bei stared blankly at the crowd, as if he had suffered a great blow, tearfully said: "I, I don't know..."

"No, old Wei, don't cry!" A group of reckless bosses were stunned, old men, if you lose, you lose, why are you crying?How can a man who is seven feet tall cry so much that the girls are screaming.

"Just like Brother Xiao Lu said yesterday, I suddenly stepped into a pitch-black abyss, and I couldn't see anything. And then that's it... I, I don't know!" Wei Bei cried loudly .

"Shut up!" Several gangsters shouted in unison, Wei Bei was so frightened that he echoed back, sobbing nonstop.

"No!" Uncle Liu Huang put his hand on Wei Beihui's veins, felt it carefully, and said in shock, "Old Wei's Yuanyang suffered a great loss! Therefore, his temperament has become very fragile! I'm afraid the situation of those disciples of Shenwu is also the same. Same."

Everyone shuddered, I wiped, sucking Yuanyang?

Wei Beihui also widened his eyes, I was sucked into Yuanyang?No wonder I was healed, but I still felt weak.

Lu Ziqing was also speechless, Gui Lingsu used to harm girls, but now he harms old men?Could it be that doing so would do him any good?
The trouble is, he never knew about the existence of people like Misty Palace and Gui Lingsu before, and he also knew very little about Xingyuehai.

What followed was a whole day of continuous chaotic fights. People from all walks of life fought non-stop. The contestants from other sects of the nine major sects also began to show their power one after another, and the top masters entered the arena one after another.

The northern barbarian warriors and the Loulan warriors naturally became the focus of attention. During Yue Shiyu's bluffing, ahhhhh, these barbarians showed their formidable fighting power and beat their opponents to pieces.

The red-haired and green-eyed giant that Gui Lingsu brought basically didn't do anything. He stamped his feet and slapped him, and the opponent fell to the ground. There is no way to fight with such a gap in strength.And the bearded man with blond hair and blue eyes is also quite amazing in strength, and his opponent will surely fall to the ground with a punch.This made everyone a little nervous, and they couldn't see the routine at all. They could only look forward to the emergence of stronger warriors in the future, who would force the Loulan people to show their true strength.

However, the performance of the northern barbarian warriors was consistent with what Lu Ziqing described, while the reckless heroes became more and more aware. Although their opponents were strong, they had a chance if they knew themselves and their enemies.

The masters of Shenwumen also began to show their power, and a group of soldiers began to show their brave strength one after another, constantly pushing the atmosphere to a climax.Among the young fighters of the nine major sects, super fighters also appeared. Ayimu from Southern Xinjiang encountered three top fighters in a row. If he was unlucky, it seemed that he was unlucky. All his opponents were beaten to the ground by Ayimu.

Lu Ziqing recognized this person, isn't this guy the senior brother of Qiongyao sect and Yue Shiyu's little partner?A person who loves to join in the fun and is not afraid of big things.

Ayimu's fighting style is particularly ruthless, kicking and bumping with all his strength, rolling in the air and throwing flying legs, like a ferocious coyote, exuding a fierce aura all over his body.Although his opponents were taller than him, they were often thrown into disarray under his fierce offensive, and then were quickly caught and defeated.

Lu Ziqing watched silently and shouted six, if there is anything extraordinary about Ayimu's martial arts, it would be too smooth.

Then Dawa Gong entered the stage, and Lu Ziqing was taken aback. Dawa Gong's aura was obviously different from yesterday, and even her appearance seemed a little more mature.

(End of this chapter)