Xiao Wanjun's punch was like a meteor falling to the earth. The light bursting out was eye-catching. There was an invincible spirit in it. The king's domineering power exuded from the fist was vivid and vivid. This punch had the artistic conception of a master.
, unparalleled momentum, unrivaled!
I am the one who respects the Eight Wastelands!
This is a punch that I am only proud of. If you want to fully present the profound meaning of this punch, what you need is an invincible heart and strong self-confidence, like a strong man standing proudly on the top of a mountain, looking down on all living beings!
Rumble!
Xiao Wanjun's punch drove straight forward, invincible, and met Wei Rushan's strongest boxing burst.
Visible to the naked eye, Wei Rushan's left fist seemed to be shattered by thousands of mountains of overlapping fists. Thousands of mountains were shattered and unstoppable. The previous killing energy in Wei Rushan's right fist collapsed and moved in all directions.
And the disintegration is still irresistible!
Who can compete with one punch alone?
boom!
In the end, Xiao Wanjun's punch hit Wei Rushan's chest firmly. You could see that Wei Rushan's chest was dented, and the sternum inside his body was broken, making an extremely harsh "click" sound.
Voice.
call!
Wei Rushan's body immediately flew backwards. He opened his mouth in mid-air, and streams of blood spurted out from his mouth continuously, and then fell from the mid-air. Dots of blood stained the ground of the arena, which looked shocking.
With a bang, Wei Rushan's body fell to the ground. He groaned and fell unconscious.
Xiao Wanjun stood proudly on the spot, his white clothes as white as snow and blood, with little blood stains on his white clothes, but it reflected his extraordinary demeanor.
Win!
As Wei Rushan was knocked to the ground and unconscious, the outcome was decided.
In this battle, Xiao Wanjun completely won, defeating Wei Rushan whose energy was one level higher than his!
"Xiao Wanjun wins!"
"It's really unbelievable. I never thought that such a reversal would happen in the end, and Xiao Wanjun would win!"
"With the power of seventh-level Qi Jin, he defeated Wei Rushan, who had the peak power of Eighth-level Qi Jin. It can be seen that Xiao Wanjun's future achievements will definitely be more than this, and promotion to the Grand Master level is inevitable!"
"Is the Xiao family about to rise again?"
Discussions were heard around the martial arts arena, and the tone sounded shocked and surprised. After all, at the beginning of this battle, many people were not optimistic about Xiao Wanjun.
"Victory, Master wins!"
"Haha, I just said, Master will definitely be able to defeat Wei Rushan!"
"Long live Master, long live Xiao Family Martial Arts School!"
Under the arena, the disciples of the Xiao Family Martial Arts School were all beaming with joy, laughing and shouting, extremely excited.
"Xiao Wanjun, how dare you do such a heavy blow. You did it deliberately and wanted to use the ring battle to kill people!"
At this time, a cold and violent shout sounded, and then a figure rushed into the arena instantly. Even though there was a vast and powerful momentum sweeping towards Xiao Wanjun, there was an undisguised murderous intent revealed in it.
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Whoosh!
Almost at the same moment, at the Xiao Family Martial Arts School, a vigorous figure moved, with a billowing demonic power as deep as a prison, sweeping across the sky, and rushed onto the arena.
Xiao Wanjun turned around suddenly and looked at the figure rushing onto the ring. The opponent was Ling Yungang, the master of the martial arts sect.
At the same time, a tall and tall figure also stood beside Xiao Wanjun, it was Xiao Yunlong who rushed up.
"It turns out to be Sect Master Ling. I wonder what Sect Master Ling wanted to do when he rushed up in such a rage?" Xiao Wanjun asked with a calm face and a calm tone.
Ling Yungang's eyes darkened, he stared at Xiao Wanjun, and said coldly: "It was supposed to be a competition, but you secretly killed the killer. I would like to ask, what do you mean by this? Do you want to take the opportunity to kill someone?
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Xiao Wanjun was about to speak after hearing this, but Xiao Yunlong said first: "Get out of here! Old man Ling, if you don't want to be humiliated, get out of here! You shameless old man, you clearly saw your martial arts sect.
After Wei Rushan was defeated, he felt that he was humiliated, so he became angry and found an excuse to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble. Let me ask you, what do you want to do? Do you want to take action against my father? Okay, if you want to fight, I will accompany you!
I want to see what you are capable of as the leader of the martial arts sect!"
Xiao Yunlong's words revealed Ling Yungang's face beneath his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance without concealing it, causing Ling Yungang's old face to suddenly become gloomy.
As the leader of the martial arts sect, Ling Yungang has a high status and enjoys supreme prestige in the martial arts world.
However, instead of showing the slightest respect to him, Xiao Yunlong cursed loudly, which made Ling Yungang so angry that he was so angry that he was extremely angry.
In fact, Xiao Yunlong never thought of giving any face to Ling Yungang. He was not that big-minded, and he could not do it to a suspect related to the murder of the Xiao family, a person who suppressed the Xiao family in every possible way, and a person who tried to eliminate
Lose face to your enemies.
Since we have grudges against each other, why not just break up!
Furthermore, Ling Yungang's momentum was clearly aimed at Xiao Wanjun. Xiao Wanjun had just experienced a battle and was seriously injured. If Ling Yungang were to take action, Xiao Wanjun would be more likely to suffer disaster.
For such a person who is righteous on the surface but is despicable and shameless secretly, Xiao Yunlong feels that it is light to curse him loudly. At the very least, he has to beat the opponent until his teeth are all over the floor to relieve his anger.
"Little son of the Xiao family, you dare to be so disrespectful to me, do you think you don't take our martial arts sect seriously?" Ling Yungang shouted angrily.
"What qualifications do you have to make me respect you? Just because you are the master of the martial arts sect? How ridiculous! Think about what you have done to my Xiao family in secret. Do you feel at ease? Besides, you have to earn your face by yourself.
Yes, it depends on what others give you! If you have the ability, then use your fists to get back your face, I will be with you at any time!" Xiao Yunlong said coldly.
Ling Yungang's eyes darkened, and he stared at Xiao Yunlong closely. He exuded an extremely terrifying aura, and that aura faintly revealed a trace of the supreme power of the Grandmaster Realm. It was vast and crushing.
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However, Xiao Yunlong was fearless. His demon king aura soared into the sky, like a peerless demon king standing proudly on the spot. The rolling demon power was like a tide, sweeping in all directions and covering the whole place. He had an invincible aura!
The expression in Ling Yungang's eyes changed several times, but he did not take action because he realized that he could not see through Xiao Yunlong in front of him.
Somehow, Xiao Yunlong gave him an incomparably terrifying feeling. This fear had nothing to do with martial arts, but the restrained killing momentum. It was the killing momentum. Only those who have endured mountains of corpses and seas of blood can survive hundreds of battles.
The momentum that only veterans can have!
"Hmph! Want to fight with Instructor Xiao? You must pass my level first!"
Under the ring, Duan Dongliu snorted suddenly and stood up.
"You want to fight with Instructor Xiao? You really don't want to live or die! If you want to fight, we will accompany you to the end!"
One by one, the Dragon Flame warriors stood up, and in an instant, the ferocious iron-blooded aura emanating from them was as thick as a mountain, and the endless killing aura was fully displayed, shaking the whole place.
As this iron-blooded army stood up, countless people in the field were greatly shocked. The steel-like fighting spirit and the murderous intention filled with the smell of blood all proved that this iron-blooded army was in front of them.
of horror and terror.
Once they take action, these iron-blooded troops who have experienced life-and-death battles are many times more powerful than those warriors who only spar and fight in the arena.
Because they practice the art of killing, not the art of martial arts!