Zhou Zhi on the field was stunned. She looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyao with a flushed face and didn't know what to say.

The warriors around were also stunned. What's going on? There is inside story, but it is indeed inside story. No, it should be an affair. Look at these two people, showing their love in broad daylight?

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Zhi pointed at Xuanyuan Xiaoyao.

"Sister Zhi, you still refuse to forgive me. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have... I am a sinner, a sinner who is unforgivable." Xuanyuan Xiaoyao continued.

The warriors around are going crazy. Shouldn’t you definitely do anything? Do you think about the mood of these audiences? After listening to the previous sentence but not the next sentence, and not listening, I feel itchy. Is this purely arousing people’s appetite?

"Bastard, you have another try." Zhou Zhi's face became redder and redder. She unconsciously thought of yesterday. Looking at the man in front of her, she had no idea what to do.

"Sister Zhi, if you scold me, you can be happier, just scold me!" Xuanyuan Xiaoyao looked sincerely admitting his mistake.

Zhou Zhi looked around, and many warriors stared at them, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She glared at Xuanyuan Xiaoyao: "Follow me, let's talk about our affairs aside."

"Yeah, okay." Xuanyuan Xiaoyao stood up excitedly, and then followed him happily.

Yang Yu looked at this scene and sighed. Xuanyuan Xiaoyao is really awesome. Did he learn to learn without a teacher? Yesterday he was peeking at Zhou Zhi in a lewd manner. Today he could tease her in broad daylight. This method is absolutely against the will of heaven.

After the two left, Yang Yu didn't have to think about it. He could already guess a lot of what happened next.

The following competition is becoming more and more interesting.

Today's ninth game, Long Aotian came on the field.

And his opponent is Guo Chenyang from the Heroes Club.

Many people who participated in the heroes' meeting are indeed geniuses, but because of age restrictions, they are not the strongest in the same realm, and the East and the West can be martial arts. There is only the realm limit, no age restrictions, and the level of nature has naturally improved a lot.

Yang Yu still knew Guo Chenyang, especially when he was traveling through Qingyun Road, he had a brief exchange with Guo Chenyang.

Yang Yu also knew about Guo Chenyang's battle. This guy is similar to Nangong Ba, and he is also practicing his strength. However, he is just practicing his strength, and it is not very accurate. At least his sword skills are also very good. Strictly speaking, he should be a fellow practitioner of Qi and True Yuan.

Long Aotian has a handsome appearance and a pair of iron fists. His battles are usually very fast, but they all meet Western cultivators. This is the first time he has encountered a warrior.

Guo Chenyang's big sword was held in his hand. Although this sword was considered a big sword, it was far from the one from Xuanyuan Xiaoyao. Yang Yu asked Xuanyuan Xiaoyao that his sword weighed 1,700 kilograms and was created by the weapon refining master Ou Yezi.

However, Guo Chenyang's sword is not weighing a thousand pounds no matter how hard it is, at most it is about five hundred pounds, and it is far smaller than Xuanyuan Xiaoyao's one.

On the field, both of them were in a turbulent desire to fight.

"Defeat you in three moves!" Long Aotian was very confident. His arrogance seemed to be innate. Many people thought of his previous record and were looking forward to it.

"Don't talk about three moves. Even thirty moves, you can't beat me." Guo Chenyang, as a younger genius, naturally would not be afraid of anyone. He has his own arrogance.

The battle is about to break out.

"Let's start!" the referee sighed. He is also a Chinese warrior. At first glance, he knew that these were two geniuses, but whoever wins and loses will definitely need to go through a battle. It is absolutely impossible to talk about three moves.

"Kill!" Long Aotian had already arched over, punched him out, and immediately brought out a golden dragon phantom.

"Break it for me!" Guo Chenyang shouted loudly, and with a wave of his sword, he could vaguely see a rushing beast.

"boom!"

The two of them quickly retreated, and the sword was completely indistinguishable from the outcome.

"You are stronger than I thought. I will take back what I said just now. I want to defeat you in three moves unless I use the martial arts that are against the sky. However, the first move has been missed. The next move is to use it. I can't defeat you in two moves." Long Aotian said.

"Just know, I'm not as weak as you think." Guo Chenyang was very calm. As early as the beginning, he had a rough assessment of the battle.

"Big Heavenly Dragon Fist!" Long Aotian shouted loudly, and a real dragon appeared, and he seemed to have integrated into it with the real dragon.

As soon as this move was made, Yang Yu was stunned. When he used to fight against Long Zaitian, he also ended up with this move, so compared to others, he knew the power of this move.

"Sword of Thick Earth!" Guo Chenyang shouted loudly, and suddenly the sword turned yellow, and then the sword continued to condense and grow bigger, and finally it was several feet wide.

"This is the artistic conception of earth!" Yang Yu said in a lost voice. He had also understood the artistic conception of earth, but it seemed that it was too far from Guo Chenyang's realm.

"boom!"

When they intersected with one move, they actually tied again.

Everyone has been sure that this is definitely an extremely fierce battle, and now it seems that the two of them are warming up.

Below, they fought dozens of moves in a row, but the two still couldn't decide the outcome. However, Yang Yu looked carefully and Guo Chenyang was still at a slight disadvantage.

There was another bang against each other, and the two separated immediately.

"Okay, the fight is great, but the winner is going to be decided below. Isn't it worth hearing about the eight styles of the Heavenly Dragon?" Long Aotian looked at Guo Chenyang.

"I've heard of the eight styles of the Heavenly Dragon. It is said that it is the Heavenly Fist technique left by the ancestor of the Dragon Family. There are eight styles in total. If the eight styles are all released, all the heavenly warriors can break the space." Guo Chenyang pondered for a moment.

"It's good to know. What I want to use is the eight styles of the Heavenly Dragons. Unfortunately, I only know the first three styles now. The three moves I mentioned earlier are actually planning to use three boxing techniques, but I missed the opportunity just because of the first move." Long Aotian said lightly.

"It's not too late for you to use it now. I'm curious about what kind of boxing technique this is." Guo Chenyang said.

Yang Yu was also secretly looking forward to the conversation between the two. When he was reading "Immortal Martial Arts", he had read chapters of descriptions about various martial arts, including the eight styles of the Tianlong. The records above are that the eight styles of the Tianlong can be regarded as the unique skills of the first three attacks in the domain, and are the secrets that the dragon family does not pass on.

"Okay, let's take the move!" Long Aotian said, and suddenly his fist turned golden, and the gold quickly turned into a dragon's claw.

"The first style, dragon claw!"

Guo Chenyang was stunned, and his true energy was poured into the great sword.

"Shield of Earth!"

The great sword rotated, and the earthy yellow color became more and more yellow. From a distance, it was a huge earthy yellow shield.

"boom!"

The dragon claw grabbed the shield and grabbed it suddenly, and the shield immediately became shattered. Guo Chenyang's face changed drastically and he vomited blood.

He retreated more than twenty feet quickly, and just stood still, he punched him in the distance, and above the fist, it was a huge dragon tail.

"The second form, dragon tail!"

Guo Chenyang endured the severe pain inside his body, and the sword moved violently.

"A sword from the earth!"

One sword contained a strong artistic conception of the earth and earth. The dust around it was attracted, and gradually became yellow and shady.

"boom!"

The dragon's tail suddenly swung, and everything within dozens of feet was blown away. The yellow sand faded away, and Guo Chenyang flew backwards again.

this!

This is so strong!

Guo Chenyang was already lying on the ground. Long Aotian seemed to have not noticed it and suddenly punched him again. Such a punch seemed to be like a dragon's belly.

"The third form, dragon belly!"

Guo Chenyang looked up and was about to stand up with a sword, but when Long Aotian was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, clenched his fist, and the dragon's abdomen contracted, and Guo Chenyang was directly sucked.

"boom!"

He directly hit Long Aotian's fist, and Guo Chenyang looked at the fist in his chest tremblingly. Is this the eight styles of the Heavenly Dragon?

"I admire you, what a great martial arts."

"Exceeded!"

...

Yang Yu was stunned. There was basically nothing he could compare to in the system that he drew such martial arts. If placed in the system, the eight styles of the Tianlong will definitely be considered as the ultimate martial arts.

Guo Chenyang stepped aside with his sword, and he simply admitted defeat. In fact, he knew that this was already considered as Long Aotian's restraint, otherwise his last punch would be able to smash his internal organs.

After the last competition was finished, Yang Yu left. Today's competition, the most intense competition must be the match between Long Aotian and Guo Chenyang. Long Aotian won for granted, but Guo Chenyang was also very strong.

Tomorrow is Yang Yu's competition. He knows that the more powerful he goes to, the more powerful he has. Who will his opponent be? If he is also a member of Long Aotian's level, can he win?

In the evening, Xuanyuan Xiaoyao came again.

"Yang Yu, save me!" Xuanyuan Xiaoyao seemed to be about to die. Judging from his current appearance, it seemed to be swollen again.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yu asked knowingly.

"I was beaten by Zhi'er." Xuanyuan Xiaoyao said lightly.

"Then why aren't you angry? I see that you are actually a little smiling. Is it because I've read it wrong or you've already had a tendency to be abnormal."

"Hehe." Xuanyuan Xiaoyao couldn't help but grin when he heard this, but the smile was really not satisfactory, like a big winter melon smiling at you.

"What's the progress?"

"I discovered that although Zhi'er beat me up again today, the strength was only 90% of yesterday. Does this mean that she can't bear to hit me anymore? I'm not far from success." Xuanyuan Xiaoyao was extremely excited.

Yang Yu no longer knows what to say, he can be so happy that he is only 90% of what he was yesterday. She just fought, and you were so seriously injured. As long as she is not stupid, she will not dare to beat you to death.
Chapter completed!