Ma Xiaoyao is not a pedantic person. Since the opponent is arrogant and wants him to attack first, he will not be polite.
"watch out!"
Ma Xiaoyao's legs crossed, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Cheng Jigang. When he was still one meter away from Cheng Jigang, he raised his hands, using his left hand to use Mountain Splitting Palm and his right hand to use Flame Palm. What a Ma Xiaoyao, he could actually
Use two martial arts with different attributes at the same time.
Cheng Jigang's expression finally changed. He realized that he seemed to be a little overwhelmed, but he didn't panic. He just touched the ground lightly with his heel, and his whole body immediately flew backwards.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Ma Xiaoyao used the Seven Steps of the Heavenly Dragon he had just learned and caught up with Cheng Jigang in an instant. He patted Cheng Jigang's head with his left hand and patted Cheng Jigang's chest with his right hand. His feet were not idle either.
Kicked Cheng Jigang's waist in two places respectively.
Cheng Jigang was angered. He gave up dodging, raised his hands and faced Ma Xiaoyao. Judging from his posture, he wanted to have a head-on confrontation with Ma Xiaoyao. He used metal martial arts. Not only did his two palms double in size, but they also
It turned into a light golden color.
"Bump!"
Ma Xiaoyao and Cheng Jigang fought hard, and then fell backwards. After turning two somersaults in mid-air, they fell heavily on the ring. They opened their mouths and spit out a mouthful of blood. Their faces were extremely rosy just now.
Turning pale as paper, he struggled to get up, but failed after several attempts.
"Hmph!" Cheng Jigang walked over with a sneer on his face: "You overestimate your abilities! You are only a third-level innate, and I am already a seventh-level innate, which is four levels higher than you. Even if I use a first-level
I can defeat you with just one hand."
"Cough cough cough..." Ma Xiaoyao coughed violently a few times, and then said extremely weakly: "I don't accept it... If our cultivation levels are equal... you are definitely not my opponent... cough cough cough..."
"You dare to be so stubborn?" Cheng Jigang showed a trace of disdain on his face: "Okay, get out of here quickly, don't waste my time here." At this point, Cheng Jigang raised his foot and kicked Ma Xiaoyao.
At this moment, Ma Xiaoyao, who had been vomiting blood just now, suddenly jumped up. His whole body instantly became energetic, and his pale face became rosy. He reached forward with both hands and grabbed Cheng Jigang's feet.
Then he started to use his best flame palm. After doing it for a long time, Ma Xiaoyao's injury was all faked? The purpose was to make Cheng Jigang relax his vigilance, and then look for opportunities to give him a severe blow.
Ma Xiaoyao didn't want to use such despicable methods, but he had no choice. The opponent was a master of the seventh level of innateness, four levels higher than him. If they were to compete head-on, Ma Xiaoyao would definitely lose. In order to win
In the competition, Ma Xiaoyao could only make this last move.
"Huhu..."
Two streams of flames burst out from Ma Xiaoyao's palms and directly wrapped Cheng Jigang's feet. In the blink of an eye, the shoes and socks were burned, and then the flames began to grill Cheng Jigang's soles, and a smell of barbecue suddenly spread.
Enter Ma Xiaoyao's nostrils.
"ah!!!"
Cheng Jigang screamed miserably: "You bastard! You bastard! Let go, let go quickly!!! Ah!!!" Cheng Jigang tried to pull his feet back, but failed. He had no choice but to attack Ma Xiaoyao.
The palm of his hand kept slapping Ma Xiaoyao, making a dull sound with each slap. If it were another person, he would have let go and avoided it, but Ma Xiaoyao did not do this. He just gritted his teeth and stood firm.
Don't let go.
"Fight, hit as you like, even if you beat me to death, I won't let go." Ma Xiaoyao sneered.
"You...you bastard...my feet..." Cheng Jigang's face began to twist in pain.
"Tsk tsk... This is my first time roasting someone's feet. This feeling is so amazing." Ma Xiaoyao grinned and said: "Cheng Jigang, if you don't want to see your feet being roasted, then you should quickly admit defeat!"
"You want me to admit defeat? Just go ahead and dream!" Cheng Jigang raised his hand and slapped Ma Xiaoyao hard on the back. The clothes on Ma Xiaoyao's back had long been torn to pieces, and the exposed skin was full of palm prints.
"So, do you want to become a lame?" Ma Xiaoyao swallowed the blood that reached his mouth, and then said with a sinister smile: "If a young and handsome man like you becomes a lame,
, that would be really tragic. By the way, you probably haven’t married a wife yet, right? If you become a lame, it will be difficult to find a wife, and your future cultivation... will also be greatly affected..."
"Asshole! I swear, I will never let you go!!!" Cheng Jigang roared.
"Oh, I can see the bones." Ma Xiaoyao shouted: "I wonder if my flame palm can also roast your foot bones?"
"Madman, you are a fucking madman..." Cheng Jigang finally broke down: "Okay, I give up... I give up... let go quickly, let go quickly..." Winning the game is important, but one's own feet are even more important.
Cheng Jigang didn't want to be a cripple.
"You know what's going on." Ma Xiaoyao turned to look at the referee who was already dumbfounded: "Referee, this guy voluntarily admitted defeat, please announce the result quickly."
The referee shuddered and glanced at Ma Xiaoyao with lingering fear. This guy is really cruel! He took a deep breath and announced loudly: "This game is Ma Xiaoyao's victory!"
"Okay, you can go." Ma Xiaoyao reached out and let go of Cheng Jigang's feet, then stepped back far away, for fear that Cheng Jigang would retaliate against him.
"You're cruel!" Cheng Jigang glared at Ma Xiaoyao fiercely, then limped off the ring, and then went to heal his injuries.
"Huh..." Ma Xiaoyao breathed out softly: "Finally, I won another match. The third-grade innate vs. the seventh-grade innate, the pressure is great. If I hadn't cheated, it would have been impossible to win this game." He calmed down his emotions.
After that, Ma Xiaoyao left the ring calmly.
After defeating Cheng Jigang, Ma Xiaoyao officially entered the top ten. Even if he failed to win first place in the end, he would still be rewarded.
"I won't have hallucinations, right? A third-grade innate person actually defeated a seventh-grade innate person?"
"It's not an illusion, it's real!"
"Oh my God! This is such nonsense!"
“Isn’t it consistent with common sense?”
"Dark horse, this is definitely a dark horse, maybe it can win the first place in the end."
…
The audience at the scene was stunned.
Viewing platform.
The seventeen outer sect elders were also noisy.
"Don't count, don't count." Feng Zexing, the elder of the outer sect of Jindaofeng, blew his beard and shouted: "That Ma Xiaoyao cheated and cheated. He is too shameless and despicable. We cannot let him win!"
"Why can't we win?" Zhuang Zizai, the elder of Ziyun Peak's outer sect, retorted: "The martial arts competition only stipulates that weapons cannot be used, but it does not stipulate that cheating is not allowed. Ma Xiaoyao's ability to win is his. As for that Cheng Jigang...
...He is too stupid to blame others."
"Fart!" Feng Zexing roared: "It's just a fart!"
"boom!"
Zhuang Zizai slammed the table: "Please keep your mouth clean. If you dare to curse again, I will be rude to you."
"I just scolded you, why?" Feng Zexing scratched his neck and cursed.
"Okay, okay, you two should stop saying a few words." The other elders hurriedly stood up to break up the fight: "We are all brothers in the same sect, so don't let this trivial matter ruin the harmony."
"You guys come and judge whether Ma Xiaoyao is the winner or not." Zhuang Zizai said angrily.
"Ma Xiaoyao's behavior is a bit despicable... but it does not violate the rules, so Ma Xiaoyao wins the competition."
"Yes, the mathematician."
"If Cheng Jigang had been a little more cautious, he wouldn't have fallen into Ma Xiaoyao's trap."
"It's better to say it's a battle of wits than a martial arts contest. It's obvious that Ma Xiaoyao's IQ is a little higher than Cheng Jigang's."
Most of the elders support Zhuang Zizai.
"Humph! Just go to Zhuang Zizi!" Feng Zexing tossed his sleeves and left angrily. One of Jin Daofeng's disciples entered the finals, and he was Cheng Jigang. Now that Cheng Jigang has lost, Feng Zexing has no interest in staying here anymore.
.
"Elder Zhuang, don't be too familiar with him. He has such a bad temper. He will be fine after two days of getting rid of his anger." Lu Changlin, the elder of Shaoyang Peak's outer sect, advised.
"Hmph." Zhuang Zizi snorted softly: "I'm too lazy to argue with him."
"But then again." Lu Changlin said earnestly: "That Ma Xiaoyao did a bit too much... Of course, this is just my personal opinion. If you don't agree, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
Zhuang Zizai curled his lips: "As long as you can win the game, you can use some extraordinary means." Ma Xiaoyao is a disciple of Ziyun Peak, and of course he, the elder of Ziyun Peak, has to protect it.
…
Ma Xiaoyao had no idea that more than a dozen elders were quarreling over him. He was currently sitting in the rest area watching competitions in other arenas.
The one that attracted the most attention to him was Arena No. 5, because Gu Tianhai was fighting with people there.
From the beginning, Gu Tianhai had the absolute upper hand, and then used several unique moves to push his opponent to the edge of the ring, and then kicked his opponent off the ring with a flying kick.
Gu Tianhai also successfully entered the top ten. At this moment, Gu Tianhai turned his head and glanced at Ma Xiaoyao, his eyes full of provocation.
Ma Xiaoyao frowned slightly, it seemed that he might really have a battle with Gu Tianhai.
After a morning of competition, the top ten were finally announced. These ten people are: Yuan Feitian, a disciple of Chaotian Peak, Zhao Yan, a disciple of Qingtian Peak, Qiao Wu, a disciple of Feilong Peak, Zhong Jian, a disciple of Divine Sword Peak, Pang Gongping, a disciple of Dongfeng Peak,
Beifeng disciple Gu Zhiqiu, Wuzhi Peak disciple Shi Mingxuan, Xuefeng Peak disciple Yan Nangui, Ziyun Peak disciple Gu Tianhai and Ma Xiaoyao.
Among the ten people, Ma Xiaoyao has the lowest cultivation level. The strength of the other nine people is almost the same. They are basically innate eighth-level and ninth-level people. Compared with these people, Ma Xiaoyao seems a bit insignificant.
