Xing Zhen became more and more courageous as he fought, and his momentum became more and more vigorous. Invincible heart, invincible courage and soul first showed results, and he kept pushing forward and narrowing the distance with Yan Lu.

He attacked with both fists continuously, and finally he quickly swung his single sword. After Yan Lu, who was forced to fall back to the ground, he held the knife with one hand and sagged his arms, giving up the hope of continuing to resist.

Xing Zhen's fist was hanging in front of Yan Lu's eyebrows, and he stopped quietly for about 100% of the time.

Xing Zhen took back his fist: "Miss Yan has given up."

Yan Lu admitted openly: "I didn't let you win with your true ability."

"If the girl hadn't intended to give time to relieve herself, the winner would have been Miss Yan."

"My mother-in-law is not good enough. If you win, you won. You don't have to make excuses for yourself. There is also a hard fight to be careful. The jiu-jitsu from Rougefang is a headache."

"Thank you Miss Yan for your reminder, remember it below."

"I can't stand you, beg you." Yan Lu did not feel defeated or wronged at all. She turned around and walked down the competition stage with a pair of shallow dimples hanging on her delicate face and smiled.

Yan Shaxing was dejected: "I used heavy moves earlier and didn't give him a chance to breathe, you will win."

Yan Lu just said lightly: "Xing really defeated me."

"If you win, you win, isn't it just a bullshit reward? It's okay, our Yan Luo Palace is not short of this stuff. Go back and give you more money and buy whatever you want."

Yan Shaxing comforted his daughter casually, turned around and saw Qiu Lin Changheng with a sarcastic look on his face, and immediately understood.

No, this kid is not qualified to be my son-in-law. My daughter waits for a while, and my father goes up and twists his neck.

Yan Lu grabbed his arm and said: Don’t listen to Qiu Lin’s nonsense. My daughter has changed the rewards, so there is nothing to do.

Yan Shaxing's expression improved slightly, but he felt something was wrong. Suddenly, his daughter next to him repeated: Xing really defeated me.

Humph! I'll find a way to get it back next time, and I'll kill this black boy. Yan Shaxing was quite distracted.

With his speaking skills, Xing Zhen, who fought fiercely for three consecutive games on the martial arts stage, defeated the two boys who came forward to challenge him.

After every war, I was panting and was about to fall down the next moment. But this dark boy was so desperate that he would not fall down, and he didn't forget to take down the gourd at his waist and drink a sip of water.

Although the Shushui Kingdom is not big, there are many sects in the martial arts world. The exhausted Xing Zhen has made some young men who had no hope in the sects see the opportunity to win.

With the challenge again and again, Xing Zhen was tireless. He defeated a man in front of him again, and Xing Zhen stood on the competition stage.

Looking down from below, I pointed out the country. Due to the severe physical exhaustion, my tone and domineering actions were completely opposite.

You are too much, and the wheel battle will not give me a chance to breathe. In order to repay your enthusiasm, I decided to challenge me later, regardless of the losers, both men and women, leave all their belongings.

Well, I lack two maids. If I have outstanding looks, I have the opportunity to stay and serve me.

The upright and tough boy was forced to become a disciple. He had a dark face and ignored the scolding below, and robbed him generously, and in front of nearly 10,000 people.

Tired and happy on the martial arts stage, Yan Shaxing, who was under the martial arts stage, suddenly became alert. He looked at his daughter and pointed at the young man pointing at the martial arts stage and couldn't believe it.

He just defeated you?

Not bad, it's him.

What you said to your father in the carriage is a joke, right?

My daughter is not kidding, and every word comes from the heart.

If it doesn’t work, it’s absolutely not possible. What a bullshit. If you win, you will marry whoever you win. If you are a bad old man, you will not be able to marry him.

People in the martial arts world keep their word, and their daughter takes the consequences of her own decisions. Moreover, Xing is really not an old man, he should be younger than me.

That's not OK. How could the Palace of Hell find such a shameless little black guy? I'm going up and twisting his neck now.

Dad, I will cut off my neck.

Yan Shaxing's arrogance suddenly disappeared and he let down his skin and prayed: My daughter was joking with her father, and she must be joking.

Yan Lu casually said: You can try it, just know if it’s a joke.

I hated Xing Zhen, Qiu Lin Changheng. If Hong Jiuquan hadn't been eyeing him, he would have already reached the ring and slapped the dark boy to death.

From the beginning of the competition, only one person unfortunately died, and his son Qiu Linyan was both embarrassing and embarrassed. At this time, he sat in the stands and felt that other people's eyes were full of weirdness.

I kept staring at Xing Zhenqiu Lin Changheng and suddenly exclaimed, seemingly muttering in a low voice, but in fact I could hear clearly around me.

This kid Xing Zhen is weird. Why does he become more and more vigorous as he fights? He doesn’t look tired? The more he practices, the more he becomes more refined, and the more intense the boxing intention becomes.

He turned to Elder Cao and said: You have seen his strength, and if you don’t take action, you may be able to take the opportunity.

Elder Cao also thought of this and turned to look at Xue Daimo beside him. Seeing the girl shaking her head repeatedly, she was immediately angry.

Forced by helplessness, Xinhu Transmission: It’s time to go to war, as long as you can capture Xing Zhen and exchange Chang Ran Baojian.

Xue Daimo nodded reluctantly: OK, I will do my best.

Xing Zhen welcomed the last disciple of the four major sects. On the surface, he was also the strongest among the remaining young men.

Xue Daimo wore a green dress and a slender waist. When walking, her waist twisted and her boneless waist was weak and boneless. She seemed weak but she dared not underestimate her.

The two of them did not give too much politeness and greeted them briefly. A pair of close-knit warriors started fighting. There was no sword light or sarcasm or sarcasm, but there were dangers everywhere.

Xue Daimo walked weakly and bonelessly, and the same was true when fighting. The angle of his wrist flipped was unexpected, and he gave Xing Zhen an unexpected capture from time to time.

Xing Zhen, who was already tired, had a slightly slow reaction. He suddenly seemed to be stretched to deal with this ever-changing capture.

Xue Daimo's arm was like a light little snake, spared Xing Zhen's arm. The green jade hands were slender and slender, but it was unambiguous to push Xing Zhen's appearance.

Xing Zhen turned his head to avoid it, and suddenly found that his arm was tightly entangled and could not be pulled back. He hurriedly raised his legs and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with his knees, and he also tried his best.

Xue Daimo turned around and detoured behind Xing Zhen, avoiding Xing Zhen's knees without any effort. The weak and boneless arm joints were changed casually, causing Xing Zhen to suffer, and his arm was pulled behind him.

Xue Daimo used his teeth to fight with his teeth, and raised his legs and hit him with his knees. He easily resisted Xing Zhen's back waist and continuously exerted force to make his body lean back and lean forward.

The other hand uses a palm as a knife. The force is absolutely not light. The body is so s-shaped that Xing Zhen’s joints are twisted.

After watching Xing Zhen’s face twisted and trying hard to turn the body, he quickly retreated backwards. Xing Zhen was in front of Xue Daimo, and Xing Zhen retreated back of Xue Daimo, and the two happened to face each other.

Xue Daimo Jiu Jitsu warrior, a girl who has just started to develop well. However, her strength is much worse than Xing Zhen, and she can't resist the other party's rapid retreat.

The two of them pressed their chests and backs tightly, and at the same time they retreated back. Xing Zhen felt good, and the back was soft and flexible. The girl who suffered from uninformed things, her pretty face blushed spread to her ears and necks.

Xing Zhen, who had escaped control, quickly turned around and punched with all his strength. This time, he realized the true meaning of the true boxing style. People can retreat from the intention of the boxing, and they will never rush forward to die.

I dare not let Xue Daimo get too close. I always keep a certain distance and gain the advantage to start fighting back.

Xue Daimo suddenly retreated quickly, with one hand facing up and one palm facing down. The other hand leaned against the palm of his hand and shouted loudly: Stop, I admit defeat and won’t beat him.

Xing Zhen was dull and scratched his head: Why?

Xue Daimo said with confidence: If you can't beat it, you won't fight, it's not like you men. If you can't beat it, you still have to fight it hard, why bother to fight to the death?

Xing Zhen stuttered: It seems to make some sense.

Xue Daimo ignored the dull boy and walked off the competition stage and returned to his seat. Xingzhen was alone in a daze.

Xing Zhen was decisive and fortunately didn't think about something that he couldn't understand. He continued to focus on his competition, took a sip of clear water in the gourd, and looked down from afar.

Anyone else fight again?

One person defeated the young master of the Dalu Dynasty in succession and fought fiercely against outstanding disciples of three major sects in succession. Such a stunning record was that even if someone with a lucky mentality was not afraid to step forward rashly.

After all, the precedent was placed there. Xing Zhen, who had not long ago, robbed him quite cleanly. He was quite merciless to the woman, and the man almost took off his clothes.

Everyone whispered, but no one stepped forward to challenge him for a long time. I thought the battle was about to end, but Xing Zhen discovered that the unexpected person was ready to move.

I saw her father pressing his shoulder and slowly shook his head and not allowing him to go to the battle. Others may not be able to see clearly, but Xing Zhen can see clearly when he observes meticulously.

The crowd gradually stopped talking, Xing Zhen could be said to have won the competition. The strength was in front of him, and the dark boy deserved the strongest man of his age.

Even if someone takes advantage of the situation now, he may not be able to gain a advantage in this black boy.

In addition, we must also take into account the face of Chuanjian Villa and force the torture to death. It will inevitably cause anger among the four major sects of Shushui Kingdom.

Although there will be no excessive partiality in public, who can guarantee that you will not settle the score later? As one of the four major sects, Chuanjian Villa is easy to deal with some small sects. You can just find some of them and ask for punishment.

Even if the villa does not do too much in consideration of reputation, no one can guarantee that the old owner who is brother to Xing Zhen.

Hong Jiuquan has always been a master who does his own way and doesn't care about other people's comments. Needless to say, each person has a long Ran, and he can overturn a small sect alone.

The slightly larger sect was not in a good position, and one of them was blocked in front of the mountain gate for a year and a half. There was no need to fight and no casualties. Hong Jiuquan and his wife drank a small wine to get everything done.

The discussion was getting smaller and smaller, and shouts of cheering for Xing Zhen were heard from time to time. The competition was about to come to an end, and Xing Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Relax after excessive tension, the body does not obey its own will. Sit on the ground depressedly and enjoy a brief relaxation.

Looking around, no one is coming to challenge. While Xing Zhen was relaxing, he found that the air seemed to be flowing rapidly.

Looking closely, it looks like a transparent flying knife, burning and rising air at high speed. The transparent mist looks like a distorted space.

Xing Zhen secretly called: Not good, spiritual energy transforms into swords. He is a divine cultivator.

The flowing air was as fast as the wind, and Xing Zhen subconsciously dodged sideways. With a puff of his shoulder, blood was splattered everywhere.

A corner of the martial arts competition platform is also the place where Xiao Nian just observed it. The boy heard the shouting voice: I'll fight you.

Following the sound, a masked boy in black appeared. His figure was about the same size as Xing Zhen Wei Lin. During the day, the scorching sun seemed to be unable to shine on the body of the boy in black, making it look like it was shrouded in darkness.

The boy had no words, and he could glide for a short distance with his fingers together and pinched a blade.

Xing Zhen was not slow either, so he had already stood up when he turned sideways. The pierced shoulder seemed to be not his own, so he took a step towards the boy in black.

The boy in black who was flying and gliding, suddenly threw a flying knife out of his palm, which had been hiding in his sleeve.

Xing Zhen, who was angry and cautious, clearly saw the sudden change. He ran sideways and avoided it while running, and at the same time punched the boy in black. The boy flew sideways, and the masked black cloth was knocked away at the same time.

Xing Zhen shouted loudly: Why is Li Huaijin?
Chapter completed!