Chen Yu didn't care, he looked at a boy opposite him.

"Don't throw me away...I'll give in!"

The boy opposite only had the mid-stage cultivation of Tongmai, and knew that he would not be able to defeat Chen Yu, so he quickly admitted defeat.

Failure is a trivial matter, and being thrown down and carried away is too embarrassing.

Give up directly!

This is the first time Chen Yu has encountered since the competition.

It seems that his reputation has gradually become established in the minds of the disciples.

Five consecutive victories!

Chen Yu grinned and walked off the competition stage.

The fifth round of competition ended faster.

On the one hand, some contestants were eliminated, and the number of people became smaller.

Furthermore, some strong figures, such as Duan Xiaolong, Hu Yiba, Nangong Li and others, will decisively admit defeat.

The fifth round ends.

Let’s look at the ranking on the formation board.

"There are only twenty-three left in five consecutive victories..."

The rankings arranged on the formation board attracted a lot of attention.

Of course, there were some more dull names and some disciples were eliminated.

The sixth round begins!

In the following battle, the powerful disciples frequently confronted each other and fought in full swing.

Among them.

A battle caused a burst of shock.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

A young man with a slightly black face had a hot inner breath rising from his palm, like a ball of high-temperature iron sand, with amazing momentum.

His opponent is a man with a national face.

"Pengpa!"

The boy beat the man with a national face like a shining iron stone, and kept retreating.

"How could that be! Who was that boy? He couldn't stand the eleventh-ranked 'Zheng Dong' in the last year."

"Iron Sand Palm? Isn't this a low-level martial art?"

The disciples on the field couldn't help but be amazed.

A low-level boxing technique can actually suppress Zheng Dong, who is ranked 11th.

"The pinnacle of boxing!"

Chen Yu saw something strange.

Outside the field, some middle and senior executives in the sect were also a little surprised.

It is not easy to practice a martial arts to the pinnacle and understand its true meaning.

Even if it is a low-level martial arts, it reaches its peak and perfection, its power is amazing.

What's more, that young man also has the late stage of Tongmai cultivation.

After a few rounds.

Bang!

The man with a national face, "Zheng Dong", was beaten out of the competition stage.

"I'm here to Cao Lei, I'll give in."

The boy's voice was steady, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Swish!

On the formation line, the name of the young man "Cao Lei" suddenly jumped to the forefront.

Take a closer look.

The young Cao Lei's achievements were actually six consecutive victories!

"Dark horse! Another dark horse!"

"I have seen this kid and I have been practicing hard. I didn't expect that I made a big splash today."

Some disciples discussed privately.

Cao Lei's combat power performance is not a big problem.

“No. 99 vs. No. 33.”

The referee's voice sounded, and it was Chen Yu's turn to play again.

On the competition stage.

"Wang Lingyun!"

Chen Yu looked at a familiar young man in green opposite and was stunned.

No. 33 is Wang Lingyun.

Chen Yu's mouth curled up a touch of playfulness.

In the game, until the sixth round, he finally met Wang Lingyun.

"Oops!"

Wang Lingyun knew it was not good. But he couldn't admit defeat immediately in front of Chen Yu.

Even if you lose, you have to lose decently.

Wang Lingyun had plans and looked alert, so he could not be left behind.

Iron Cloud Claw!

Wang Lingyun stepped forward steadily, and his single claw passed through a sharp inner breath. His energy was sharp and harsh, making people feel chilled.

Compared with the last time, Wang Lingyun's martial arts level has obviously improved.

"open!"

Chen Yu punched Wang Lingyun, and his huge force and domineering inner breath staggered directly.

puff!

A trace of blood spilled out of Wang Lingyun's mouth, and his face showed horror. He never expected that he could not even catch the other person's punch.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the boy opposite became blurred.

Huswish!

The strong wind came, and Wang Lingyun thought it was not good, but he was afraid that Chen Yu would throw himself out.

However.

The feeling that follows is not the feeling of being caught.

Bang!

A heavy foot kicked Wang Lingyun in the buttocks from behind.

"Ah hiss-"

Wang Lingyun felt a piercing pain in the chrysanthemum and let out a shrill roar.

Bang!

The next moment, he was kicked out of the competition stage by a strong force.

thump!

Some disciples in the audience were wary and stopped, and directly caused Wang Lingyun to fall into a dog's mouth.

only.

What surprised everyone this time was that Chen Yu did not throw anyone away, but instead kicked him with his feet.

"Ah! My ass..."

Wang Lingyun barely got up, his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He pressed his butt with one hand, like a lame old man, and limped as soon as he walked.

The referee stood up and looked at Chen Yu.

"I haven't thrown away this time, can't I kick it with my feet?"

Chen Yu lowered his voice.
Chapter completed!