Chapter 51, barbarian battle, rival

"You are too far away... really not addictive!" Chen Sheng shook his head, a look of embarrassment.
Ge Yin is angry, but he can't help it.
In the face of such an opponent, he really can't afford any fighting spirit.
The pain in the body made him look at the game with a sigh of relief and ended the game.
At the same time, on the 18th, another player from the Tsing Yi Eastern Court, Zhang Tianlun, just finished his fifth round of the big game with the end of the defeat.
"[Seven Leagues] Liang Feixue! It's terrible!"
Zhang Tianlun stood under the ring and recalled the thrilling game that was just less than four or five minutes. He looked up and looked at the boy who was wearing white and black hair like a waterfall. He still couldn’t help but chill.
Zhang Tianlun took Li Lan's gift [Zhu Li Dan], and his strength soared more than doubled, reaching a peak of martial arts. Even in the face of the two martial arts opponents, it is not inferior, but in the face of this The second person in the Intermediate People's Court [Seven Yimeng] has no chance to struggle at all.
one move!
In the first four minutes, Zhang Tianlun was attacking.
The fourth minute and one second, when Liang Feixue counterattacked, between the tricks, Zhang Tianlun easily flew from the ring.
The gap between the two sides cannot be calculated in a way.
......
The sixth ring.
Opposite Ding Hao, standing in the second battle opponent.
This is Dong Yi, the third seed from the South of Zisha.
A juvenile who is eager to express his hair and has a short hair. He is wide-eyed, his arms are waist-shouldered, his hands are over his knees, and his arms are obviously thicker than ordinary people. The whole person is like a meteorite, giving people a tough and firm Unstoppable feeling.
In the Quartet of the Fujian and Taiwan, there are at least five or six hundred disciples from the East and South.
Dongyi’s character is bold and has a high prestige in the South of the Zizhuang, second only to the first person in Nanyuan, and the popularity of Ding Hao in the East is not to be said, plus, Tsing Yi East and Purple In the South Court of the Shirts, because of the conflict between the Nangong Zheng and other people blocking the dining house, Ding Hao defeated Nangong Zheng and other ten disciples, making the South Court greatly shamed.
Therefore, this war has attracted the attention of a large number of disciples in both houses.
"East brother, defeat Ding Hao, beat him, and name it for our South Court!" The disciples of the Nanyuan disciples shouted for help, hoping that Dongyi could defeat Ding Hao and become a shame.
"Ding brother, don't be polite, smash the arrogance of the grandsons of the South Court!" The disciples of the East Court were tit-for-tat and did not show weakness.
The two men in the ring have not yet begun to fight, and the atmosphere is already hot.
Look at this situation, if there is not a magistrate, the disciples of the two houses will almost open the field and start playing.
On the stage.
"I heard that you are known as the "first sword of the Tsing Yi East Hospital". Not only did one defeat the Nangong Zheng, but it was also threatened that one person and one sword could single out my purple shirt south courtyard?" Dong Yi eyes sharp as a knife, double eyes Among them, the war is flourishing.
Ding Hao smiled: "I heard? Who heard what?"
"Haha, you don't need to know, today, I just let you know that arrogance is a price to pay, Nanyuan, can not be humiliated!" Dong Yi tied the long sword, but did not pull it out, clenched his fists, step by step approaching The momentum is amazing and it is crushed over.
"Insulting people, people are insulting."
At the foot of Ding Hao’s feet, the figure is like a mountain, and the for tat, there is no meaning of pulling a sword.
boom!
In the next moment, Dong Yi strode wildly, and a boxing out, the power of violent smashing, the air in the air was indiscriminately rubbed, and there was a screaming dragon sound, which almost blew the air.
Good direct boxing!
The power of goodness!
The disciples of the South Court under the stage screamed and applauded.
Ding Hao's face is unchanged, there is no meaning of dodge, the same step to step out, the right palm is lifted from the abdomen, the wrist turns, the bomb hits the palm, it is also a jet burst!
In the next moment, the fists meet and meet without a fancy.
Hey!
A violent bang, the disciples of the two chambers around the ring of the earthquake only felt as if a thunder bomb rang on the side of the ear.
Many people are pale and only feel the noise in their heads.
The wind is blowing, the figure is flashing!
The disciples of the South Court expected that Ding Hao was not seen in a boxing flight, and the face of the disciples in the East Court could not help but show the joy of being difficult to contain.
Because in the ring, the situation is presented.
Dong Yi's hair is all Zhang, like a tyrannosaurus, but he quits three or four steps.
Ding Hao's figure shook a little, but he took a small step backwards.
The two are relatively good, and they are good and bad, at a glance.
Almost no one thought that the South China’s Dongyi, known for its violent and arrogant power, was in the midst of such a simple competition of pure power.
This result is not only the disciple of the South Court, but even Dong Yi himself feels incredible.
"Come back!"
Dong Yi screamed in dismay, screaming at the numb arm, gathering strength, swelling his muscles, arms like a big hammer, people like a beast, floating up a layer of black The color of iron, once again rushing to the end, is another punch and whistle, lightning strike.
In the air, the thunderous sound of the rumble was directly heard.
"it is good!"
Ding Hao shouted, applause thunder, and a palm print.
boom!
Boom! ! !
In a twinkling of an eye, there was a continuous loud noise from the top of the ring.
The fists and the palms intersected, and the sound of a loud drum was like a roaring drum. In a few miles, the disciples around the ring were white, and some younger teenagers had to push away some of them. Reach out and cover your ears.
I saw that the airflow on the platform was overflowing, and the figures flickered. The two had never had a sword from beginning to end, but they were hard-pressed with brute force.
This scene, as if the copper pot touched the iron brush, the tip of the needle to the Maimang, one stroke and one type are hard horse hard bridge, Mars shot, the hot to the extreme, the two sides refused to have a step back, all are brave and refined.
"What a terrible power, are they two savage beasts wearing human skins?"
"How can people have such terrible power?"
"Good barbaric fighting style!"
"God, how did they develop such a force?"
The disciples of the two chambers around Fujian and Taiwan have been shocked at this time, and they can't believe everything they saw.
Especially when they saw Dongyi’s boxing air, falling on the ground and directly smashing the rocky ground, and Ding Hao’s palm was printed on the ground, and also smashed the bluestone within three inches of the palm print, the whole area was unstoppable. Inhale the sound of cold air.
Everyone can see that these two people have not spurred the mysterious spirits, and they have done all this with the power of .
This is a terrible thing.
On the outskirts of Fujian and Taiwan, Li Lan and Ge Yin, who have already fought their own battles, the [Seven Leagues] of the White Shirts, the Lu Man of the South of the Purple Shirts, Lin Xin, Ren Xiaoyao of the North Shirt, and the Extreme The strong men of the Red Shirt Western Academy have already come here to watch this savage battle that has been earth-shattering and has been completed for half an hour!
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Second, locked in the little black room, only came out.