As soon as these words came out, the faces of the monks who came to get close to him changed, and they froze in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.
"Get away quickly." Du Hongtian said coldly.
The monks' faces turned pale, and they immediately dispersed and returned to the audience.
Du Hongtian sat there, raised his hand and touched his smooth head, with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Master Du, calm down, your reputation is too great, which makes these monks want to attach themselves to you..." Sitting next to him was an extremely coquettish and beautiful woman with an excellent figure.
Many monks present also knew the identity of this woman.
This is the famous beautiful witch of the Pingu Pond, Pink Bird.
As one of the judges for this year's physical training competition, she sat next to Du Hongtian.
Hearing Pink Que's words, Du Hongtian turned his head, glanced at the beautiful woman's extremely prominent parts, and said with a smile: "Then...do you want to be attached to me?"
Pink Que covered her mouth and smiled softly, her eyes whitened, and she said coquettishly: "Headmaster Du is so...how could I not love him?"
"Haha... In that case, you should come back with me tonight, right?" Du Hongtian raised his hand, placed it directly on Fenque's thigh, and said with a smile.
"Hmm..." Pink Bird responded in a bone-chillingly soft voice.
Du Hongtian's eyes were full of heat. He turned his head and glanced at the stage in front of him, his eyes a little impatient.
He just wants to end things here quickly, take Pinkque back to Zhenwu Ti Sect... and then do something he loves to do.
At this moment, the other monks sitting on the referee's bench were carefully paying attention to the situation on Du Hongtian and Fenque's side.
Seeing the two of them flirting, the monks' eyes were full of envy.
A beautiful witch like Pink Que, who is strong and charming to the core, is completely their dream lover.
But the pink bird's eyes are higher than the top, and only a leader like Master Du has a chance to win her favor.
…
Fang Yu and Chen Ye arrived at Shanwu City, inquired with passers-by, and rushed directly to the martial arts gym in the center of the city.
However, when I arrived at the entrance, I was told that the place was full and no more could be entered.
"Is it really impossible to go in again? We came from a very far away place..." Fang Yu said.
"You can go in if you want." The monk guarding the door stretched out his left hand with a mean smile.
"This world is really full of filth and evil." Fang Yu also smiled.
"What are you talking about?" The monk guarding the gate frowned and said coldly.
The next second, he was suddenly shaken, and then he bowed numbly and said: "Please come in."
Fang Yu and Chen Ye swaggered into the martial arts gym.
The monk guarding the door raised his palm and began to slap himself hard.
"I'm not a thing, I'm a bitch..." The gatekeeper slapped himself and scolded himself.
This made the monks who came later stunned.
…
"So many people?"
After entering the martial arts hall, Fang Yu was surprised by the huge crowd of people.
"It seems that there are still a lot of physical cultivators here in the southern border area?" Fang Yu said.
"It's not that there are many physical practitioners, but most people like to watch the competition between physical practitioners." Chen Ye said, "Compared to the battle of spells, the fist-to-body competition between physical practitioners is more passionate and passionate, so no matter
What kind of competition it is, it will be particularly lively as long as there is physical cultivation."
"Of course, whether you like it or not, the amount of physical training is still very small... After all, physical training is much more difficult than normal training."
Fang Yu nodded and said nothing.
Because there were so many people at the scene, the view in front was blocked.
There was no other way, Fang Yu and Chen Ye could only forcefully push forward.
"start!"
At this time, the competition on the competition stage has begun.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Fang Yu and Chen Ye, who were pushing forward in the crowd, could only hear bursts of explosions hitting their bodies, accompanied by bursts of cheers and exclamations.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely lively.
However, when Fang Yu and Chen Ye finally squeezed to the front and could see the situation on the competition stage, the competition was over.
The loser fell to the ground, his face covered in blood.
The winner stood on the stage, raised his hands, and accepted the cheers.
The winner was shirtless, showing off his strong muscles and an obvious black tattoo on his right arm.
This man's eyes were cold, his face stained with the blood of his opponent made him even more ferocious, and his aura was extremely powerful.
After receiving the cheers, the man looked around again, scanning everyone with cold and cruel eyes.
Then, he slowly walked off the stage.
Fang Yu looked at this man, his eyes twinkling slightly.
According to Chen Ye, even in Datianchenxing, physical cultivation is in the minority.
But compared to Earth, this place is already a lot. At least there is a competition specifically designed for physical training.
Therefore, Fang Yu is also very interested now.
He wanted to know what kind of strength the physical training here could show.
After this round of competition ended, it was soon time for the next round.
One of the two players on the field was wearing a black outfit and had fist marks on his right arm.
As soon as he came on the stage, the cheers from the audience were extremely enthusiastic, completely overwhelming his opponents.
"Who is this guy?" Fang Yu asked doubtfully.
"You don't know? This is Du Chong from Zhenwu Ti Sect! The only true disciple of Du Hongtian, he has completely inherited the genius of ancient giant elephant art and saint body art!" The monk next to him said excitedly.
"Du Chong?" Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.
"He should be related by blood to Du Hongtian?" Chen Ye asked.
"It is said that he is an orphan adopted by Du Hongtian, who knows? Let's not talk anymore, let's start!" said the monk.
"Please give me more advice."
Standing opposite Du Chong was a white-robed bodybuilder who was gentle and polite.
But from his eyes, we can see his fear of Du Chong.
"Brother Du, I am definitely not as good as you. I just want to ask you to exchange some physical skills. I hope you will be merciful and don't be harsh..." The white-robed physical cultivator bowed again and said.
"Woo..."
There was a burst of booing and cheering all around.
In their view, the performance of the white-robed body cultivators was too weak, and even tantamount to voluntarily admitting defeat.
"Okay, I will take care of you." Du Chong said with a slight smile.
"Thank you, Brother Du, for showing mercy." The white-robed physique licked his dry lips and said gratefully.
After a while, the referee signaled the game to officially begin.
Du Chong looked at the white-robed physique in front of him.
The white-robed body cultivator thought for a while, but still had to show off, so he took a few steps forward and took the initiative.
Du Chong clenched his right fist and punched the white-robed physique in the chest!
"boom!"
There was a heart-shaking explosion, accompanied by the sound of a large number of bones shattering.
The white-robed figure spurted blood from his mouth, his eyes bulged, and he flew out of the competition arena.
"boom……"
The white-robed body cultivator fell to the ground dozens of meters away, causing the ground to crack.
The monks around him stepped forward and took a look, their expressions changed.
died!
The white-robed body repairer vomited a large amount of blood containing internal organs and bone fragments. His entire chest was pierced and he had lost his life.
"Wow……"
The scene was in an uproar.
In the semi-finals, he can still kill his opponent with one punch.
