The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 759 Bullfighting
Because many warriors were seriously injured in the Daoshan competition, and the danger of the bullfight was not low, only 200 warriors participated in the bullfight.

In this bullfighting contest, everyone was full of expectations for Turf of the Luoyuan tribe. They surrounded the bullring where Turf was located with three floors inside and three floors outside.However, when Turf, whom everyone was looking forward to, appeared on the stage, his bullfighting ratio surprised everyone.In the first three big competitions, whether it was a group competition or an individual competition, Turf, who was so showy, seemed to be a completely different person in this bullfight. Facing the bull with red eyes, he acted stupidly. stood there, motionless.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the crazy bull lowered its head and showed its incomparably sharp horns. At an extremely fast speed and with a powerful brute force, it stabbed Turf's waist fiercely.Facing the bull's attack, Turf did not wrestle with the bull like Jin Huan Dali, and then smothered it with a punch; nor did he deftly dodge the bull's attack like Hubati, and took the opportunity to hit the side of his body. Hit the bull behind the ear; not to mention wrestling with the bull like Haruke.Turf was like a piece of wood, allowing the bull's sharp horns to pierce him around his waist and pick him up.I saw that Turf's whole body was knocked into the air by this powerful force.

This flight was tens of feet, Turf drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed heavily on the ground, stirring up thousands of layers of soil.The people watching outside the bullring were stunned. Turf, who has always been considered the undoubted number one warrior in this year's Luozhuo Club, was so vulnerable in this bullfight!
Under such a blow from the bull, even Iron Man would be torn to pieces.Surprised, the crowd sighed unceasingly. Such a warrior, who was bitten by the wolves at night, won the banner and returned home, won the red ball on the mountain of knives that cut iron like mud, but accidentally died in the head of a bull. On the horns, how can this not make everyone sigh?

The onlookers sighed unceasingly, and the elder priests on the high platform also shook their heads, feeling sorry for the death of this hero.And in the hut on the high platform, the celestial girl who had been paying close attention to Turf covered her mouth in horror.In her mind, Turf is the kind of tough man who is not afraid of the sky, the earth, and can't be overwhelmed by a heavy load. A mere bull is far inferior to a pack of wolves at night. How can he put it in his eyes?Unexpectedly, Turf was killed by the bull's horns after just one meeting.

The audience in the distance couldn't see very clearly, but the audience in the innermost layer of the bullring, in addition to being shocked, had a question.In the past, the warriors who were picked to death by the horns of the bulls were either hung on the horns and became victims of the bulls showing off their strength, or they were knocked out tens of feet, and their blood and internal organs were sprayed all over the ground, but this Turf was dripping blood. Not streamed!

The astonishment of the crowd has not dissipated, and the questions have not yet been answered. The bull, who was mad at seeing the red, did not leave time for the crowd. The huge bull's eyes stared fiercely at the red ribbon lying on the ground at Turf's waist, moo Moo cried twice, and continued to rush towards Turf.

Accompanied by the roar of the bull, Tulf, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up.Seeing that Turf stood up again, everyone immediately regained their spirits. After receiving such a blow from the bull, they acted as if nothing had happened.Everyone shouted and cheered for Turf, hoping that Turf would fight against the gods and kill the bull in one fell swoop, and provide them with a plate of delicious beef for the dinner.Even if everyone was like this, the Yelu four not far away were even more crazy, yelling non-stop, telling Turf to kill the bull quickly and win the title of number one warrior.

Facing the mad bull rushing towards him, Turf still had the same expression at the beginning, his eyes were dull and his expression was dull.Turf had never heard of the crowd's crazy yells, so he ignored them and just looked at the bull rushing foolishly. With a bang and another bang, Turf was pushed into the air by the bull again, drew an arc, and fell heavily to the ground.

The shouts of the crowd stopped abruptly, and the jaw dropped again.What is going on with this, one time may be called insufficient preparation, but two times is puzzling.All the people who hoped that Turf would strive to rise up and kill the bull in one fell swoop, but saw the result, the shouts could not be uttered anyway, they could only stare at the crazy bull in the bullring with wide eyes, And Turf, who fell to the ground and didn't know his life or death.

The bull is a beast, so there will be no surprises at all. As long as the red ribbon around Turf's waist is on, it will keep attacking.When the bull rushed towards Turf again, Turf stood up again, facing the bull, still without saying a word, with a dull expression.

The entire bullring fell silent, and there was no more sound, only the sound of crazy bulls smashing their hooves and panting.Soon there was another loud bang, Turf was knocked into the air for the third time, and then hit the ground.

In this bullfight, Turf seemed to be stupid, and became the target of the crazy bull's violent venting. He was knocked into the air again and again, and fell to the ground.But everyone found that Turf was an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, no matter how the bull hit him, he didn't bleed, and his demeanor was the same as at the beginning.

Such a sharp horn can't pierce Turf's skin?Could it be that Turf insisted on a stick of time like this, thus becoming a winner?Suspicions abounded in everyone's hearts, and they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing in amazement.The Thirteen Taihang Clans admired the kind of warriors who faced difficulties, moved forward bravely, and dared to fight, not the warriors like Turf who let the bulls ravage and were helpless.

Amidst the sighs of everyone, the accident happened again.Turf's flesh was unimaginably hard. The poor bull, after more than a dozen crazy bumps, the sharp and hard horns were the first to fail.After a frenzied collision, while Turf was being knocked into the air, the bull screamed miserably, and the horns on its head, which were stronger than gold, snapped into several pieces.

When Turf stood up from the ground again, the eyes of everyone looking at him changed completely.Being able to survive the impact of a bull weighing a thousand kilograms was already an astonishing move, but what was even more astonishing was still to come. The person who was hit was fine, but the horns of the bull that hit people were broken into several pieces.

The bull's horns that he relied on to attack were broken into several pieces. Not only did the bull suffer from terrible pain, but the huge bull's head became dizzy for a while. Many stars dangled in front of the bull's eyes, and double images appeared all around.The red ribbon around Turf's waist also turned into three or four, dangling in front of the bull, making the already stupid bull even more confused.However, due to his obsession with the red ribbon, the bull still shook his head and walked towards Turf with trembling steps.

Seeing the bull like this, Turf, who had always been a little dazed, sighed deeply and looked up at the sky.Seven colorful butterflies fluttered in the air, hovering around Turf's body in attachment, flapping their beautiful wings non-stop.

The staggering bull finally couldn't stop the dizziness in his head. After walking more than ten steps like a drunk on all fours, he crashed to the ground and passed out.

(End of this chapter)