With one hammer, the man in green shirt was knocked to the ground.
The eyes of everyone in the audience widened.
The stout man dropped the big hammer, ran towards the man in green shirt who fell to the ground, and jumped up slightly.
"Taishan is overwhelming!" With a cry, the stout man radiated spiritual power from his body, increasing his weight.
"Pfft~"
The strong man pressed down hard, and the man in green shirt spurted blood from his mouth, and then fell completely unconscious.
The guards came to the stage with a stretcher to carry the unconscious man in green shirt off the stage.
Everyone in the audience took a deep breath.
The stout man hammered his chest with both hands and roared loudly.
"Who else!"
Next, there are still people who want to try to come on stage and want to defeat the strong man, but they are all defeated by the strong man.
After several battles, time has passed from the sun shining high to the setting sun.
There is still a strong man standing on the stage.
After another round, the stout man took a big breath after finishing his opponent.
The stout man smiled evilly at the veiled woman on the second floor of the teahouse.
"Xingyue Yao is mine!" The stout man thought he had a chance to win.
"And me!"
As a voice sounded, a young man in black clothes appeared on the ring.
The young man in Xuan Yi has a childish face and a tall and straight figure. It is not difficult to tell that the young man in Xuan Yi is still young and a little shorter than the man in green shirt before. His blue pupils exude a perseverance that he should not possess at his age.
When Xingyue Yao saw the young man in black clothes on the second floor, he lowered his head slightly, as if to hide his smile, while the man in the cloak directly scolded him.
"Nonsense!"
It turns out that the young man in black clothes is Xingyue Yao's younger brother, Xingchenlan.
Xingchenlan heard Xing's loud scolding, showed two cute little tiger teeth, and smiled at the second floor.
"Grandpa, my sister's future husband, as my younger brother, I should test him."
Xingyue Yao raised his head, with the same blue eyes as Xingchenlan, staring at his ancestor, Xing.
"Grandpa, let Xiaolan test it. Yao'er doesn't want to entrust herself to such an ugly person."
After hearing Xingyue Yao's words, Xing didn't know what to say, so he simply nodded and let Xingchenlan test it.
The appearance of Xingchenlan attracted Ye Kong's attention.
Ye Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a golden light flashed through his pupils. He discovered that although Xingchenlan was only in the middle stage of Qi refining, his whole body was emitting dark blue elements. This was a sign of abundant spiritual power, which ordinary people could not see.
Ye Kong curled his lips.
It seems that this Xingchenlan is the person he is looking for!
On the stage, the stout man listened to the conversation between the boy in Xuanyi and the ancestor of Guanxing Pavilion, and knew that the person in front of him was Xingyue Yao's younger brother, Xingchenlan.
The stout man was calculating, and now he was the winner of many games in a row. This little guy, at first glance, was no match for him. Isn't that a sure win?
In order to save his spiritual power and strength, the stout man smirked at Xingchenlan.
When Xingchenlan saw the stout man smiling, he felt that it was so wretched. No, such a person cannot be allowed to win!
"Hey, hey, little brother, I am Wu Yan from a powerful family, your future brother-in-law. In this way, you admit defeat, lest I hurt you and your sister will blame me." The sturdy man made a good calculation.
, wanting Xingchenlan to admit defeat on his own.
"Bah, I won't let you win!"
Xingchenlan spat on Wu Yan, and then quickly approached Wu Yan.
Xingchenlan's hand condensed dark blue spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and he punched out, emitting spiritual power.
A punch hit Wu Yan hard in the abdomen, and the powerful force caused Wu Yan to retreat uncontrollably.
Ye Kong raised his eyebrows, this kid still had a few more moments left.
With his right foot firm, Wu Yan relaxed.
Seeing how ignorant the young boy was, Wu Yan seemed to be serious about taking action.
I saw the aura around Wu Yan gradually swirling, his eyes filled with anger, and with a turn of the big hammer, an invisible aura was emitted.
"ah!"
Wu Yan picked up the sledgehammer and threw it directly towards Xingchenlan. The sledgehammer seemed to be carrying invisible air waves and flew directly towards Xingchenlan.
The corner of Xingchenlan's mouth raised a slight arc, and at the moment when the sledgehammer was about to hit Xingchenlan, Xingchenlan quickly teleported and avoided Wu Yan's sledgehammer attack.
"Are you worthy of using this little trick?"
Xingchenlan stood in front of Wu Yan again, with a disdainful chuckle.
Wu Yan indeed seemed to have expected that Xing Chenlan would dodge his sledgehammer attack. He looked at Xing Chenlan in front of him with an imperceptible hint of danger in his eyes.
Wu Yan used his spiritual power to control the sledgehammer to change direction in the air and hit Xingchenlan from behind.
When Xingchenlan saw Wu Yan's eyes, he seemed to know something and turned around quickly, while the sledgehammer quickly flew back.
Xingchenlan couldn't dodge left and right, and was directly hit in the chest by the sledgehammer. Wu Yan stretched out his right hand, and the sledgehammer flew back into Wu Yan's hand.
Xingyue Yao, who was on the second floor, saw Xingchenlan being hit, with worry and nervousness in his eyes.
Xing said directly and ruthlessly.
"He can't even avoid this spinning attack. It seems that his training will be strengthened!" Xing's tone did not contain any sympathy and concern, only endless severity.
Xing has very strict requirements on Xingchenlan. Xingchenlan is only a ten-year-old child, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Qi refining. This is already considered very powerful among immortal cultivators of his age, but Xingchenlan
Lan was not satisfied and still asked Xingchen Lan to practice hard every day, perhaps so that Xingchen Lan could take over the Guanxing Pavilion in the Holy Continent in the future.
Xingchenlan's chest was hit, and the Dantian in Xingchenlan's body was shaken violently.
Xingchenlan stood up with support, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"Hahahaha, little brother, for the sake of your sister, if you admit defeat now, I will let you go." Wu Yan still wanted to maintain a good image in front of Xingyue Yao.
"Dream!" Xingchenlan said coldly.
He launched an attack on Wu Yan again. Due to his injuries, Xing Chenlan's speed slowed down a bit. Wu Yan seized the opportunity of Xing Chenlan's speed slowing down and directly gathered his spiritual power with both hands for blessing.
Wu Yan directly grabbed Xingchenlan with both hands, and lifted Xingchenlan into the air with only two hands.
Xingchenlan couldn't move, so Wu Yan spun around a few times, making Xingchenlan's head feel dizzy.
After completing the circle, Wu Yan directly smashed Xingchenlan to the ground without leaving any force behind.
"Pfft!"
Xingchenlan spurted out a mouthful of blood, splattering in all directions.
"Xiaolan!" Xingyue Yao, who was on the second floor, shouted with more obvious worry in his eyes.