Although Wei Kai immediately realized that something was wrong, he hurriedly retracted his big foot and turned around to avoid it, but Po Zhonglou's speed was too fast, and a gray-black impact was instantly blasted from Po Zhonglou's hand, with an astonishing
The power hit Wei Kai hard.
"boom!"
A sound like thunder from the sky resounded through the competition ground. The impact was like a meteor that flew away the floor tiles along the road, wrapping Wei Kai in it. Finally, it hit the protective shield formed by hundreds of meters of guards. The thin
The protective shield immediately began to vibrate violently.
This moment made the audience doubt whether it could be blocked, but fortunately, despite the violent movement, the protective shield still blocked it, which made the audience breathe a sigh of relief. Then the shock wave gradually became smaller and disappeared, and everyone saw a miserable figure attached to the protective shield.
figure.
Wei Kai's entire chest was covered with large wounds, and bright red blood continued to fall from the air, staining the arena. His eyes were so wide that bloodshot threads were visible.
Then he fell to the ground, but after being so severely injured, Wei Kai was able to adjust his posture in the air, and landed on the ring with his feet, with broken stones shooting out in all directions.
"puff!"
The powerful repulsive force caused Wei Kai to spurt out another mouthful of blood. He stood there blankly and looked at the broken building in the distance. He covered the wound on his chest that could not be covered with his hands, and there was no pain on his face.
With an expression on his face, the first words he spoke were...
"How can you condense so much profound energy in one moment!"
Wei Kai said in shock that the impact of the profound energy that Po Chong Lou had condensed in less than a second actually broke through his body protection battle technique and at the same time injured his already extremely strong body.
Po Zhonglou took a deep breath of air, and his shirt suddenly turned into powder and fell off, revealing his strong chest and thick arms. His eight-pack abs were clearly visible, but his face was a little pale, and he had obviously spent a lot of money.
He looked at Wei Kai who looked miserable in the distance and smiled: "This is a battle decision that I have learned by myself. From now on, Po Junhou Mansion is not only a shield, but also a spear that can penetrate the enemy!"
Po Zhonglou's waist was straight, and the words he spoke made everyone present stand in awe. The big shots all looked at him with admiration, and a man wearing a black general's robe showed pride on his face.
"As expected of the son of Prince Pojun, I will personally report this matter to Your Majesty."
The Imperial Master solemnly said that since the establishment of the Miao Kingdom, he has followed the late emperor as a scholar until today. He has an ambition in his heart, but it has never been developed in the Miao Kingdom. Today, there is a new battle in the Pojunhou Mansion. Then the Miao Kingdom
The overall strength will be greatly improved.
"Thank you, Imperial Master."
Po Zhonglou bowed down to salute the Imperial Master, and then walked towards Wei Kai. Wei Kai shook his head and sighed, but then a smile appeared on his face, even though he lost.
But today, I was naturally happy to see Miao Kingdom becoming more powerful, which diluted the sadness of failure. I also wanted to walk away, but my expression changed and I almost spit out another mouthful of blood. I had to stand there and watch Po Chonglou walk towards me.
In front of me, he said helplessly: "You guys, even if you want to show off, you should keep your hands open. All my internal organs have been displaced."
Wei Kai said he didn't care, but the horrific wound on his chest made people feel a faint pain in his chest, as if he was also injured. But looking at Wei Kai, although his face was pale, he didn't scream, which made people feel uncomfortable.
admire.
"Sorry, I just realized it not long ago and I don't control it very well. I will pay attention next time."
"What will I do to you next time? Next time I will beat you to the ground with a stick, and I won't give you a chance."
Wei Kai groaned, stretched out his hand to hold Po Zhonglou's hand, and then Po Zhonglou helped him walk down the ring to heal his injuries. The people of Miao State were a little excited looking at their backs, because their country was slowly changing.
of strength.
"One day our Miao Kingdom will also enter the Thirteen Kingdoms!"
I don't know who it was who suddenly shouted loudly, which made everyone tremble, and then they all responded together. The inexplicable momentum made the three kings feel their hearts beating faster, and then they all looked back at the Imperial Master.
The Imperial Preceptor looked at the excited countrymen and was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "Of course, under the leadership of His Majesty, we will!"
No one knew how bitter the National Master's smile was. The National Master seemed unwilling to stay on this topic for too long. He took out two lottery sticks from the hand of the person in charge of the competition and gave instructions.
The person in charge also sensed something was wrong, picked up the lottery, walked back to the ring and shouted: "Quiet! In the second round, Na Xuan's first level Zhao Xiu will face off against Sikong's subordinate, Na Xuan's fifth level Sikong Mingyun."
Zhao Xiu has a very ordinary name, and he looks very ordinary, but it is definitely not easy to get to where he is from among more than 10,000 contestants. What is noteworthy is that this person is only at the first level of Naxuan.
And his opponent, Sikong Mingyun, is behind the Sikong family, the intelligence office of the Miao Kingdom. The main task is to collect intelligence, so he specializes in body skills and can often wear out the enemy to death with the speed of chasing the wind!
Moreover, Sikong Mingyun's realm is at the fifth level of Naxuan, which is four steps away. No matter how powerful Zhao Xiu is, he will not be able to surpass so many levels.
The two walked out from the east side together. Sikong Mingyun was very young. His head was only tied at the tail. He looked somewhat feminine and had a smile on his face. The eyes of the women around him lit up.
As for Zhao Xiu's appearance, she was very ordinary. She had short hair that was rare in the East, her eyes were sunken inward, her steps were a bit sloppy, her waist was not straight, and she looked very lethargic, which instantly made people lose their favor.
When they stood on the ring together, it was clear who was the dragon and who was the worm. Sikong Mingyun felt a little uncomfortable looking at the lazy Zhao Xiu, but he still extended his hand to show his kindness.
But what everyone didn't expect was that Zhao Xiu looked at Sikong Mingyun's white and slender hands and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Then he opened Sikong Mingyun's hands and said coldly to the referee: "Let's begin."
"Zhao Xiu? He is so young and talented but he is so arrogant!"
"I don't know how high the sky is and how high it is. I'm arrogant."
The surroundings immediately became noisy. People who had no good impressions of Zhao Xiu had angry expressions on their faces and wished they could go up and beat this guy up. The situation was so chaotic and the senior officials didn't say anything. It seemed that they didn't like Zhao Xiu's words.
Zhao Changming looked at Zhao Xiu expressionlessly and said, "It's a bit embarrassing to have the same surname as him."
Ling Feng on the side also nodded in agreement. If this person can stand here with the strength of the first level of Naxuan, he must have some ability, but such behavior is looked down upon.
But Zhao Xiu on the stage had sensitive ears and actually heard it. She turned her head to look at Zhao Changming and replied disdainfully: "Zhao Changming? I think so too."
The audience didn't know what Zhao Changming said, but when they saw Zhao Xiu pointing the finger at Zhao Changming, their faces showed the expression that this guy was looking for death. With such strength and arrogance, he would challenge anyone.
After Zhao Xiu finished speaking, Zhao Changming seemed not satisfied. He faced Ling Feng and said something that made people dumbfounded: "Your name seems to be Ling Feng? Damn red hair. I will smash your face later." After saying this, Zhao Xiu turned around.
Looking over his shoulder, there was a disgusting smile on that ordinary face, like a rat that had succeeded in its conspiracy.
The audience stopped talking about Zhao Xiu and sat down again, looking at Zhao Xiu with pity. There is an unwritten rule among warriors. They use words to provoke insults and attack them in groups, because such people do not deserve to receive honors.
.
Zhao Xiu didn't seem to know what he had done. He looked at the referee and said with a flattering smile: "Sir, can we start?" His face changed quickly enough. Si Kong Mingyun opposite him had already turned away from Zhao with a gloomy face.
Xiu, the profound energy in his body is circulating quickly, and he is ready to perform his martial arts.
"Okay, the second round begins!"
The person in charge gave the order and jumped out of the ring. Sikong Mingyun activated the battle and left the place with a sound. The next second, he appeared in front of Zhao Xiu. The amazing speed made countless people sneer and wait to see.
Zhao Xiu's miserable appearance.
Zhao Xiu's short blade kept trembling due to the strong wind, but he still maintained his original posture as if he didn't react at all. The two short blades in Sikong Mingyun's hand also twisted towards Zhao Xiu's neck, intending to take Zhao Xiu's neck.
Life!
No one felt strange about such a ruthless method. Seeing that Zhao Xiu was about to die, the next second, Zhao Xiu suddenly disappeared in front of everyone, silently and without any movement.
Sikong Mingyun's two daggers were twisted into the air, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face. Before he could figure out why, a cold wind hit the back of his neck.
"Mingyun! He is behind you!"
Someone yelled, and his face turned red with excitement, but it was too late, Zhao Xiu volleyed his kick on Sikong Mingyun's neck and kicked him nearly a hundred meters away.
It wasn't over yet. In the next second, Zhao Xiu disappeared from everyone's eyes and then appeared in the direction where Sikong Mingyun flew out and punched him again.
"boom!"
Sikong Mingyun was knocked back again. He was completely stunned and could not react at all.
The already shocked audience had just cast their horrified eyes on Zhao Xiu, but he mysteriously disappeared in the next second. They quickly looked at Sikong Mingyun who was flying outside the ring, only to see that he had not yet landed.
A familiar figure appeared in front of him again, with his hands in his pockets and a proud smile. When Sikong Mingyun was about to hit him, a big foot mercilessly kicked Sikong Mingyun in the stomach, knocking him down.
His whole body was kicked high into the air.
"puff!"
Sikong Mingyun spurted a mouthful of flower blood from his mouth. He looked at the arena that was shrinking and then suddenly enlarging with only fear in his eyes. He hit the arena with a bang, breaking the stone bricks into pieces.
Sikong Mingyun was not a practitioner of the physical body. He only felt terrible pain. Blood gushed out from every wound, especially the pain on his head. It was as if someone had knocked it open with a hammer. Then his head felt dizzy and he passed out.
, with his back to everyone, he stood on the ring without any movement.
"..."
The entire martial arts arena was as quiet as death. No one was staring at the scene in disbelief at the scene on the ring. The expressions of the national master and the three kings became heavy. With their strength, they naturally saw that Zhao
His beautiful body skills are not caused by speed, but by clones!