"Dumb? Focus?"

Chen Yu murmured to himself, as if he had some understanding.

After a crushing defeat.

The leader of Yunyue and the elders looked at the remaining two of the three main forces: Qiu Yue'er and Wan Dong.

"Sect Master, I will definitely beat him when I go up."

Qiu Yue'er's pink fist clenched slightly.

However, the sect leader and the elders did not choose her.

“I’m here.”

Wan Dong was also full of confidence. He saw through A Tong's strategy and had the confidence to win.

Several elders nodded slightly.

Qiu Yue'er is the finale after all, so it is not good to appear too early.

On the contrary, Wan Dong, with rich practical experience and practicing "Yunshaquan", has profound skills and his strength is second only to Qiu Yue'er.

"Remember, don't waste your energy with him, be fatal to one blow."

Master Yunyue reminded.

"Disciple understand."

Wan Dong's figure shook and fell on the test platform.

bass!

A evil aura emerged from Wan Dong's body, like a leopard full of explosive power, surrounding the dull boy, moving away from his footwork quickly.

His "Yunshaquan" was able to practice to achieve great success, so he naturally experienced many killings.

As Wan Dong moved his steps, his eyes were cold and he was always looking for the flaws of the dull boy.

"break!"

The afterimage flashed, and Wan Dong approached the dull boy with an astonishing speed.

Hugh!

He punched it out, and the evil spirits and the strong fist force formed a vague cloud of clouds.

The terrifying evil spirit made the dull boy's qi and blood breathing sink.

After practicing "Yunshaquan", the power of evil spirit becomes stronger and stronger, not only increasing one's own boxing posture, but also suppressing and weakening the opponent.

Puff!

The dull boy used quietness to control his movements, but the shield still blocked Wan Dong's punch, and a powerful force rushed towards the shield and pushed towards Wan Dong.

Unexpectedly.

Wan Dong smiled strangely, and in the moment of the attack, his figure flashed back.

He even vaguely used the power of the shield to speed up his body movements.

Swish!

During a whirlpool, Wan Dong moved to the other side of the boy, and a punched muffled thunder with a fierce aura at the dull boy's shoulder.

"not good!"

The people from the Iron Sword Sect couldn't help but shout.

That Wan Dong was really cunning. The first attack seemed to be extremely powerful, but it was actually empty.

The dull boy held a shield and sword in his hand, and was truly approached by him, and he fell into a weak position in terms of flexibility.

There is no way to hide from this punch.

There was no turbulence on the dull boy's face, and his mentality was quite amazing.

Since you can't hide... then don't hide!

"Dang!"

The boy threw away his shield, like a stubborn cow, and his body slammed into Wan Dong.

What!

Wan Dong was shocked.

Everyone present lost their voices, and the boy actually threw away his shield and faced Wan Dong.

at the same time.

The sword in the dull boy's hand drew a dazzling sword light and slashed at Wan Dong and attacked his arm.

That sword was like defeating Ishikawa just now. If it didn't come out, it would be like thunder.

Looming.

In Chen Yu's mind, the numbness of a dull boy swinging his sword tens of thousands of times a day appeared.

"Oops!"

Wan Dong's punch could no longer be taken back. The dull boy was hitting him head-on, how could he hide?

perhaps.

He can hit the opponent, but his arm must be cut off.

"Peng!"

Wan Dong hit the dumb boy with a palm. A layer of light purple light appeared on the soft armor of the latter, weakening some of the fist strength.

Semi-prime soft armor!

Wan Dong couldn't help but lose his beauty. With a punch of his might, part of his strength was offset and buffered.

Moreover, the dull boy came prepared and naturally focused on infusion of internal breath on the soft armored shoulders to strengthen defense.

The bitterness of winter.

If he is about to lose, his own palm may traumatize the other party, but it is definitely not fatal.

And what he lost would be an arm!

At this moment.

Was it!

An electric sound rang in my ears.

The next moment.

A light blue rotating palm force was like a soft air wall, separating Wan Dong and the dull boy.

A hint of numbness spread throughout the two of them.

Wow!

Among them, the dull boy was injured by vomiting blood because he was punched.

Wan Dong was saved by that palm.

"metropolitan."

Wan Dong looked ashamed and looked at the blue robe figures around him.

The one who took action was the leader of Yunyue.

"You will win this game."

Master Yunyue took a deep breath and his face turned gloomy.

At that moment just now, Wan Dong was destined to lose, so he had no choice but to take action to protect the arm of his disciple.

"Haha, Cheng Cheng gave up."

The middle-aged man with a mustache in Tiejianmen has a bright smile and is extremely surprised.

to be honest.

Under Wan Dong's cunning and fatal blow, the middle-aged man thought that the dull boy was going to lose.

But unexpectedly, the dull boy was so cruel and went to work hard.

Of course, the soft armor of the half-prime weapon and the good mentality of the dull boy are also the key to his victory.

In terms of strength, he has no advantage over Wan Dong.

"Yunyue Sect, I lost two games in a row!"

There was a storm on the court.

The Iron Sword Sect cheered, and a woman's whisper came from the Water Moon Sect on the other side.

"Sect Master, we can still give two more people, and we are not completely unlucky. Why not let my disciple Chen Yu give it a try."
Chapter completed!