Shenao Wudi

Chapter 368 One pit one

The light of the fist dissipated, and Wu Yuanmo appeared half-dead in everyone's sight, and was carried down dying.

But at this moment, no one cared about Wu Yuanmo's life or death, because everyone was attracted by what Wu Yuanmo said just now.

Not only the people in the auditorium, but even Mo Qingzhu and others in the waiting room were struggling with Wu Yuanmo's words, and they all used their brains to think about the meaning of Wu Yuanmo's words: "Little trick? That means that Yunhai just punched him Is it tricky? But what kind of trick can make the strongest defense of the Xuanwu tribe look like a piece of paper?"

Although everyone couldn't figure out what the little trick Wu Yuanmo was talking about, they should be sure that Xingyu is not as strong as he actually is. Give it a try.

At this moment, even the referee was caught in the thinking of Wu Yuanmo's words, but with the experience of refereeing a Nirvana warrior, he couldn't figure out what kind of tricks Xing Yu could use.

Xing Yu was not affected by Wu Yuanmo's words, and seeing that the referee did not respond again, he reminded: "Referee, don't let me rush you every time, it's time to announce the result of the game."

"Uh, the sea of ​​clouds is victorious. Do you want to continue?"

Xingyu thought for a while, if he didn't fight now, he didn't know when he would be drawn again.Maybe you are unlucky, and you won't be able to draw for several days, which would waste too much time.

"continue."

After finishing speaking, Xing Yu took out the elixir and took it, because he had just used two god-level martial arts, even with Xing Yu's physique at this moment, his right arm felt a little painful, and he exerted too much force.

"Continue to defend, let's draw lots." The referee said to the staff.

This time, it was a strong man who came out of passage number seven.

This man is also the one who just asked Xing Yu to ask for gold and jade bones. He is a man from the top-tier Iron Fist Sect, and his name is Yang Chongxian.

"Isn't this Yang Chongxian from the Iron Fist Sect? Didn't he win nine games in a row a few days ago?"

"Bad luck, I haven't been drawn yet. But Yang Chongxian's boxing is quite strong, and his attack power is absolutely fierce. But the strength of this sea of ​​clouds is also exaggerated, who is it to beat?"

"Suppressing Yang Chongxian, the boxing skills of the Iron Fist Divine Sect are representatives of the highest level in the Shenyue Continent. How can Yun Hai's boxing skills compare with those of the Iron Fist Divine Sect?"

"That makes sense, then I want Yang Chongxian's 20."

……

In this battle, everyone is still optimistic about Yang Chongxian.

As soon as Yang Chongxian stepped onto the ring, he said to Xing Yu: "Give me forty catties of gold and jade bones, and I will let you go. Otherwise, you will not end well under my iron fist."

Iron Fist Sect is famous in Shenyue Continent for its boxing skills, so Yang Chongxian is very confident in boxing skills. He was shocked by the power of Xingyu's boxing skills just now, but Wu Yuanmo's words made Yang Chongxian change his mind, thinking that Wu Yuanmo and others may be because they are good at defense. It is the lack of strength that will lead to Xingyu's way.

"Just because you are so arrogant, I dare say that your end will not be too easy."

"Really?" Yang Chongxian sneered at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you are very confident in your boxing technique just now. If so, use it, and I will crush it head-on."

"Really? Are you sure you don't regret it?" Xing Yu was so drunk that he dared someone to compete with him.

It's not that Xingyu is inflated at the moment, nor is it that Xingyu is bragging. At the same level, anyone who dares to fight against him is definitely looking for death.

"Regret? There are no two words in my dictionary." Yang Chongxian was wearing a glove on his hand. This black iron glove was a Guangwu ninth-level weapon.

This pair of gloves can increase Yang Chongxian's attack power by at least [-]%, which is also Yang Chongxian's greatest confidence at the moment.

Yang Chongxian turned into a phantom, released a berserk breath from his right fist, and rushed towards Xingyu: "Dragon Wind Tiger Fist."

"God fist crush."

It was another punch without fireworks, and the fists of the two people collided violently.

"boom."

The power of Yang Chongxian's right fist was instantly disintegrated. With the light of the fist shrouded, everyone couldn't see what happened, but
The strength of the fist was transmitted to Yang Chongxian's right arm, but there was a "crack" sound that was clearly visible, and the pain distorted the expression on Yang Chongxian's face.

"Why is his boxing so exaggeratedly strong?" Yang Chongxian greeted Wu Yuanmo's ancestors for a thousand generations in his heart at this moment. There is no trick in Xingyu's boxing. This is obviously the direct crushing of strength.

If Yang Chongxian didn't know what Wu Yuanmo was thinking just now at this time, there would be something wrong with him. He was obviously beaten into a disability, but he insisted on pretending to keep his face, and dragged others into the water.

If Wu Yuanmo hadn't been there just now, Yang Chongxian would definitely not have chosen to fight Xing Yu with a fist, but would have chosen to use other tactics.

"Do you regret it now?" Xing Yu's voice rang in Yang Chongxian's ear.

"I..." At this moment, Yang Chongxian really regretted it in his heart, his guts were filled with regret.

The strength of Xingyu's right fist increased by a few points, and Yang Chongxian's entire right hand bone was broken, and he flew upside down.

"Damn you, you really cheated, you actually used illusion to trick me."

After cursing this sentence, Yang Chongxian lay down on the ground.

The moment before he passed out of a coma, Yang Chongxian was not convinced, he was cheated by Wu Yuanmo, so Yang Chongxian would cheat another person.

"Why did you lose again? Damn it, this Yang Chongxian can really pretend." The audience who lost money scolded angrily from the side, which was completely different from the attitude that they were optimistic about Yang Chongxian just now.

These gamblers were scolding, but Mo Qingzhu in the waiting room felt that he finally understood why, if Xingyu used illusion to make the combatants lose consciousness, it was normal for them to be beaten passively and defeated.

"So it's an illusion, no wonder this guy can win. Yang Chongxian is much more useful than Wu Yuanmo, and he got a little more clues."

"In the third match, Yunhai wins."

Amidst the roar of the audience, Yang Chongxian was carried down.

"Do you want to continue?" the referee asked.

"Go on." Xingyu's goal today is to win ten consecutive victories, and now he has only won three, which is still far away.

In the fourth battle, the people who fought Xing Yu came from the first-class forces, and they also wanted to fight Xing Yu to determine the outcome, breaking Xing Yu's boxing tricks.

This person thought that it was enough for him to be vigilant and avoid Xingyu's illusion, but in the end, he was blown away by Xingyu's punch.

"Your illusion is disgusting." After shouting this sentence, the man also passed out.

Xingyu is also drunk, and now Xingyu also wants to understand, the reason why these people said such things after being defeated by him just now is because they want to drag others into bad luck together, one by one, and everyone will go down together .

"In the fourth match, Yunhai wins." The referee was also helpless. He had never seen such a fast game. Three of the games were all punches, and the total time was less than 10 minutes.

(End of this chapter)