Chapter one hundred and seventy-ninth life without love
On the fighting stage.
The two talented disciples were originally equally matched, but now Zong Hentian's appearance was shocking. At this moment on the competition stage, Feng Xiaoling's heroic appearance crushed Zong Hentian to the point where not even a hair was left.
"In Jiuxiao Sect, I have heard your name. You are one of the most powerful disciples of the Holy Sect today." Feng Xiaoling praised him, but as soon as he said these words, the limelight suddenly changed, "But being famous is not as good as meeting, but it makes people
I am extremely disappointed, you are not worthy of being as famous as me."
Feng Xiaoling had a graceful demeanor and swung her folding fan slightly, not taking Zong Hentian seriously at all. There was a trace of disdain in her cold eyes.
At this moment, Zong Hentian wanted to crush the other person severely, but the pain in his crotch made it impossible for him to speak. The moment he opened his mouth, he was afraid that he would faint.
Uncle Lin's method was really too cruel. If he had known that this would be the method, he would rather lose than suffer such pain.
This kind of pain is not only physical pain, but also mental pain.
"Brother Zong, come on..." The Tianjiao disciples participating in the competition waved their hands to cheer for Zong Hentian.
The disciples on the competition stage looked at each other, and finally gritted their teeth and started waving.
No matter what, Zong Hentian is also their senior brother. Even if he is completely embarrassed now, he still hopes that senior brother Zong can win.
"The competition begins..." The ordinary elder glanced at Zong Hentian and sighed helplessly, what on earth is going on with the sect now.
Is it really going to fail miserably this year?
"Brother Wuya, it seems that Jiuxiao Sect will win this round again." Liang Yichu looked at the situation on the stage with a slight smile on his lips.
Wu Ya didn't say anything, staring at the competition stage. He had nothing to say to Liang Yichu's arrogance.
Be angry...
At this moment, Feng Xiaoling closed her folding fan and pointed at Zong Hentian coldly and arrogantly, "Come on, I'm afraid you won't have any room to fight back when I strike."
As soon as Feng Xiaoling said these words, the disciples of the Holy Sect turned red with anger and started discussing among themselves angrily.
"This guy is really too arrogant, even more arrogant than that Xin Feng."
"Although I don't know why Senior Brother Zong is in this state today, he is not something that anyone can despise."
"Senior Brother Zong is one of the most powerful geniuses in our sect. Why does he look down on Senior Brother Zong so much?"
"Brother Zong, come on, let this guy know how powerful our Holy Sect is."
….
Zong Hentian's bloodshot eyes stared at Feng Xiaoling. Now he was in pain and really had no mood at all. Although this guy was very arrogant and made people very angry, compared with his crotch, he
I still care more about my crotch.
"Let's take action, don't waste time." Feng Xiaoling put his hands behind his back at the moment and looked directly at Zong Hentian.
"Stand up and solve it quickly, there are still many games ahead." Lin Fan urged at this moment.
In Lin Fan's opinion, the moment Zong Hentian broke out, Feng Xiaoling should no longer be his opponent.
Although he has never given bonuses to others, and now Zong Hentian is still the first experimenter, he believes that the products produced by the system will be high-quality.
"That classmate of yours is quite interesting. He knew you would lose and urged it to end quickly. I think you should admit defeat. After all, this is not a shameful thing." Feng Xiaoling said with a smile.
"You are wrong..." At this moment, Zong Hentian took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice.
Zong Hentian was seen standing slowly and tremblingly, with his legs that were together slightly separated. At this moment, the energy and blood in Zong Hentian's body that had been trained to the limit suddenly erupted into bursts of roaring sounds.
"ah……."
Zong Hentian looked ferocious at this moment, and his bloodshot eyes instantly turned red. The moment he stood up, he felt an unparalleled pain that reached the peak.
The long hair that was flowing in the wind stood up at this moment.
"I can't stand it anymore, fight..." At this moment, Zong Hentian roared angrily, the sound of the explosion shocked the disciples with low cultivation level and their minds were shaken.
Lin Fan looked at the scene on the stage in astonishment and was instantly confused.
He didn't expect that the bonus of "Tickling Eggs" would be so powerful. This Zong Hentian was completely different from the previous ones.
"How is this possible?" Liang Yichu's expression changed on the high platform, and he looked down in disbelief.
At that moment, a violent aura suddenly erupted from the disciple's body.
"Eh..." Wuya, who originally didn't have much hope, suddenly exclaimed. He had already felt the changes in Zong Hentian's body.
This aura is at least much, much stronger than before.
"Come on..." At this moment, Zong Hentian roared, a whirlwind blew up under his feet, and he clutched his head tightly with both hands. The pain in his crotch had reached his head, and the pain was already unbearable for him.
Feng Xiaoling's originally cold expression changed instantly at this moment.
"this……."
Before Feng Xiaoling could say anything, Zong Hentian, who couldn't bear it any longer, burst out violently, and his violent aura swept through the entire place.
"Take my hand."
At this moment, Zong Hentian was walking step by step, each step colliding with the ground, making bursts of dull sounds.
A palm of true energy covered it, carrying unstoppable violent power, crushing towards Feng Xiaoling.
At this moment, Feng Xiaoling's expression changed, and her body's true energy rolled around, "I like it when you have a head-on confrontation."
Feng Xiaoling also struck out with one palm, trying to see who was stronger with Zong Hentian.
Lin Fan stood among the Tianjiao disciples and looked at everything in front of him, with a smile on his lips, "The victory or defeat has been decided, there is no need to look further."
"Bang……."
In an instant, a roar exploded, and two giant palms condensed with true essence collided with each other, creating a strong storm of true essence.
"It's nothing more than that..." Feng Xiaoling sneered at this moment, but in this moment, Feng Xiaoling's expression changed and she exclaimed in disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
At this moment, Zong Hentian's face turned red, and clouds of white smoke shot out from Zong Hentian's head.
"Bang……."
Zong Hentian swung out his palm, and the force was unstoppable. Feng Xiaoling's body fell to the audience like a kite with its string broken.
At this moment, the whole place was in an uproar.
The disciples of Jiuxiao Sect looked at each other in disbelief, what exactly happened just now and how could Feng Xiaoling be defeated like this.
Liang Yichu stood up on the stage and looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. He even wanted to roar, but it was impossible.
"Brother Yi Chu, I'm sorry, Xiao Sheng." Elder Wuya recovered from his shock and said with a smile.
Sect Leader Yan remained silent for the entire audience, but when he saw the current scene, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
The disciples in the audience cheered crazily at this moment.
"Won...won..."
"Haha, I didn't expect to win so easily."
"Senior Brother Zong is worthy of being Senior Brother Zong. This guy was so tough just now, and he was knocked away by our senior brother's slap."
Even some of the female disciples showed disdain on their faces, looking down on them and not expecting them to be so weak.
"In the second game, Zong Hentian, the proud disciple of the Holy Sect, wins."
….
"Come again..." Zong Hentian roared angrily as he looked at Feng Xiaoling flying away.
The palm he just slapped was dripping with sweat. As soon as he slapped the palm, the pain was reduced by one point. But now that this guy has appeared, what should he do?
Feng Xiaoling, who was in the audience, stood up with difficulty and looked at Zong Hentian with a confused expression. By now, he understood exactly what happened and why he was defeated so easily. This... this.
When Feng Xiaoling saw the looks in the eyes of the disciples around him, his handsome face suddenly turned red and he felt a little embarrassed.
In the end, Zong Hentian, who was roaring wildly on the stage, was dragged off by Lin Fan.
The side effects of this "tickling one's balls" are really great. Not only can it stimulate one's potential, but it can also turn a person into a lover of war. The winner has already been decided, and he still stands on the stage and provokes others. This makes
Where can I put my little face?
Looking at Feng Xiaoling's expression of lovelessness, one can know how much blow Zong Hentian has brought to him.