Seeing Yuan Chen standing on the ring intact, everyone's eyes jumped uncontrollably.
Is there really anyone in this world who can defeat his own ultimate move?
Or does the legendary Tietou Kung really exist?
Feeling the doubtful and blazing gazes in the hall, Zhang Ruozhuo coughed lightly and cleverly concealed his surprise.
"My disciple has extraordinary talent. I discovered it as early as when I accepted him as my disciple."
Zhang Ruozhuo looked around the audience with a smile, and said softly, "This kid has a tough head."
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Dao Ming looked at the two people who were standing and paralyzed, and his heart was filled with shock, but he had to announce the result.
"Number 98, Dragon Tiger Peak Yuan Chen wins!"
Turning around and looking back, Yuan Chen looked like a scumbag who had put on his pants and refused to recognize others. He had no mercy and no mercy. He didn't even look at Ni Luoshang who was lying on the ground and walked out of the ring resolutely.
"I didn't expect this Yuan Chen to be so heartless and not even look at Senior Sister Ni."
"Isn't that right? There are actually rumors that the two of them have a private life-long engagement. Look at Junior Sister Ni's injuries. It really hurts just to look at them."
Everyone who had recovered from the shock talked a lot, talking about Ni Luoshang's injuries and pain at this time.
As soon as Yuan Chen stepped off the stage, two female disciples from Changxia Peak hurriedly jumped onto the stage, one by one carrying Ni Luo Shang away as he collapsed on the ground.
How is it that a young girl with yellow flowers, with the sky as her bed and the earth as her bed, behaves in broad daylight and with the universe bright and clear?
Without seeing it with his own eyes, Yuan Chen could imagine the glaring faces of the elders of Changxia Peak, blowing their beards, and seemed to be able to hear Chixiazi's old voice in his ears.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, use this method to forcefully confuse a person's mind, and once the trick is broken, it will get worse.
Changxia Peak, there’s so much fun to see.
With Yuan Chen as the leader, the collision between the first ninety-nine disciples officially began, and several old acquaintances showed their prowess.
Two figures, one black and one white, circled around Fei Qingyi, like a spirit seducer coming from the underworld. Even under the constraints of the rules of the peak gate competition, they were full of murderous intent.
Life Puppet Peak, one life is like a puppet, use life to enter the puppet path.
Tang Tuan stood on the earth, and a steady stream of earthly fire energy coiled up from his feet, but he himself was like a huge alchemy furnace. Even if the blazing flames were not released from the body, they were like a small sun hidden in the human body, emitting
With endless heat.
Dan Ding Peak, I am the cauldron, containing fire elixir.
Lu Langyan's body was like a weak willow, and her slender waist seemed to bend when the wind blew, but the sword in her hand was sharp and as straight as bamboo, both hard and flexible, strong and soft at the same time.
Qiongzhu Peak, a woman's eyebrows, soft bamboo with strong strength.
However, the most eye-catching thing is that after escaping from the fantasy secret realm, Hua Tianyun, the first disciple of the ninety-second generation, went out of his normal way and was also deeply involved in the center of public opinion.
If it were in the past, Hua Tianyun would smile no matter who he met, and then salute with perfect etiquette that no one could fault, defeating his opponent, and salute here.
But now Hua Tianyun's handsome face has a gloomy expression, like a piece of ice that will never melt, and a piece of ice seems to fall off with every breath.
A pair of starry eyes were filled with a strong evil aura, which made people dare not look directly into his eyes. Once they met his eyes, they seemed to be sinking into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"This senior brother's eyes are a little strange."
Hua Tianyun's opponent is Guan Yuyu, another elite disciple of Xiandao Peak.
"Please, senior brother, please..."
Before he finished speaking, Guan Yuyu felt a gust of wind in front of his eyes, as if someone was approaching instantly.
Looking up in front of him, Guan Yuyu's expression suddenly changed. He saw that Hua Tianyun was like a walking corpse, his body was stiff and his movements were like a ghost. He came in front of him in an instant.
The situation was urgent. After all, Guan Yuyu was not an ordinary person. His body's instinctive reaction was faster than his thoughts. He raised the long sword behind his back and slashed towards the monster-like Hua Tianyun in front of him.
"With such a close distance, I don't believe you can escape."
Guan Yuyu, whose thinking followed instinct, thought to himself that in this kind of close-quarters battle, where two people also use long swords to fight, whoever has the upper hand means having the advantage.
Hua Yuntian has fallen into a disadvantage!
"when!"
"ah!"
Looking at the ring again, Guan Yuyu's right hand was twisted like a twist, and the long sword in his hand had been struck into the air at some point.
Hua Tianyun remained expressionless, and his right hand landed lightly on Guan Yuyu's chest.
The moment the two came into contact, Guan Yuyu's chest felt as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, denting a large area deeply. A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he had completely lost everything.
The power of war.
"Huh, trash!"
His eyes turned red, and Hua Tianyun's body trembled slightly at a level that was difficult to see with the naked eye, as if he couldn't control his bloodthirsty desire.
However, in the end, reason defeated desire. Hua Tianyun gently licked his lips with his bright red tongue, then turned around and left the stage, his handsome posture looked very much like Yuan Chen.
"Um... this guy couldn't have been hit too hard and turned into an old glass."
Yuan Chen watched the competition on the ring casually, but when he saw this scene, a chill arose behind his back for no apparent reason.
This evil expression, the coquettish turning around, and the chic walking posture, don't they just look like...me?
"I hope he is jealous of my beauty and chicness, otherwise it would be too unbearable."
As if sensing Yuan Chen's gaze, Hua Tianyun's wild beast-like eyes suddenly faced him.
"Jiejiejie, just wait, don't be eliminated by others, you are my prey!"
Seeing through Hua Tianyun's little trick, Yuan Chen smiled lightly and turned his head away.
Well, I checked the look, it's not an old glass.
Okay okay okay.
The competition progressed much faster than expected. There had been fierce collisions among the top ninety-nine, and only six out of ten remained.
Among the Daoxian Sect disciples who were not ranked among the ninety-nine, there were even more crouching tigers, hidden dragons. Some even defeated the first ninety-nine in an upright competition, causing countless disciples to exclaim.
Soon, there was another fight between dragons and tigers.
Disciple Wei Zhong numbered 899 versus Tashan numbered 97!
As soon as the two men entered the ring, they aroused public opinion because of their completely different appearances.
Unlike Tashan, Wei Zhong is thin and small, like a thin monkey suffering from hunger and cold, but his head is extremely large, like... a big-headed son?
I'm really worried that he might fall top-heavy due to uneven weight distribution.