Chapter 1160: The strength of the inner disciple

Seeing Jing Tong slowly shaking his head and sighing, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
But when his gaze turned to the disciple of the white robe, he became fierce again, and he didn't have any contempt for the situation in front of him.
Sure enough, the white-robed disciple seemed surprised, but the aura of the whole body rose instead of falling, and the vigorous spiritual power rolled out, shaking the void rumblingly!
"Junior Brother Jing, be careful!"
boom!
Before the words fell, the white-robed disciple suddenly swept his arms in front of him, and two white spiritual powers instantly transformed out, like two whirlwinds that were born out of thin air, rushing towards Jingtong.
However, the seemingly simultaneous attacks were divided into one first and the other, and the interval between the two was just right, making it almost impossible for the opponent to dodge calmly.
Even if it can block the first attack, it is difficult to calmly deal with the second one that follows closely.
If you want to deal with two attacks at the same time, you naturally have to have a strong spiritual support, and moreover, you have to rely on a tyrannical technique.
Can Jing Tong really do it?
Seeing this wonderful scene, many of the outer disciples who watched the game twitched their eyes and were extremely nervous, and even a layer of cold sweat was leaking out of their palms unknowingly!
Although they can't really understand the strength of the two, they only know from the scene before them that this attack is really difficult to deal with.
If they were transformed into their realm, it would be really difficult to cope with this method. As for how these two Profound Realm geniuses were dismantled, it was really hard for them to guess.
However, this suspense did not last long, and in a blink of an eye, Jing Tong gave the answer!
boom!
Accompanied by a violent roar, Jing Tong gave a violent shout, and his fists struck out like lightning!
Boom boom boom!
Violent bursts continued to sound, Jing Tong's fists trembled violently, and red fist shadows gleamed above the ring, and under the bursts, they turned into crimson spiritual power fluctuations, like a burst of flames, which looked gorgeous. pole!
"hiss!"
"What a quick technique!"
"Such attack speed is really beyond my reach!"
"Hehe, let alone we are quasi-profound realm martial artists, even if we advance to the advanced profound realm in the future, we may not be able to have such speed!"
"Jing Tong's shot was so fast, it seems that dealing with Brother Bai's attack is not a problem at all!"
Everyone shook their heads and sighed with emotion. While admiring Brother Bai's methods, they also felt awe of Jing Tong and even some people had already begun to worship.
Boom boom boom!
With a violent roar, Jing Tong exploded more than a dozen scarlet red fists in the blink of an eye, and involuntarily shattered the two white whirlwinds that the disciple of the white robe smashed, showing his tyrannical strength!
"Senior Brother Bai and Jing Tong seem to be almost the same in strength, this one seems to be a good match!"
"Senior Brother Bai just won one game, and the cost is not small. Could this one give Jing Tong the upper hand?"
"I think it's possible!"
"I don't think it is necessary. Although Senior Brother Bai has just played a game, it seems to me that he has just warmed up. At this time, he is in good shape with Jingtong!"
Everyone took a deep breath, staring at the ring without blinking, lest they miss the highlight.
"Senior Brother Bai, if this is your strength, then Jing Tong is welcome..."
boom!
Jing Tong spoke confidently, but he was interrupted by a violent roar before he finished speaking.
The white light in the void skyrocketed, and the billowing spiritual power blasted down violently.
"Junior Brother Jing, although your strength is not bad, you are not my opponent yet, you want to challenge me, wait until the next time the sect will meet Wu!"
Rumble!
The white light in the void rose again and again, and the powerful spiritual power fell from the sky, and it could not help but enshroud Jing Tong.
The white-robed disciple didn't know when he had already soared into the air, and he was condescending and booming, his arms stretched like a windmill, and the white spiritual power turned into a whirlwind and hurried down quickly, completely disallowing the opponent to counterattack.
Boom boom boom boom... a violent offensive shook the whole arena trembling wildly, and the protective circle flashed wildly. If it weren't for this protection, I'm afraid it would have fallen apart.
Under this tide of offensive, Jing Tong's complexion changed drastically, gritted his teeth and shouted, and he was unable to launch a counterattack every time he forced a shot.
After a short period of time, he was firmly suppressed by the condescending white-robed disciple, completely losing the power to resist.
"Damn...ah!"
Boom!
Accompanied by a dull roar, a huge white light blasted on Jing Tong's chest, causing him to scream and vomit blood and fly upside down, before falling into the ring in a blink of an eye.
"Senior Brother Jing, accept it!"
boom!
The disciple of the white robe rolled down with a powerful aura, and his arms shook, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations suddenly dispersed, sweeping away the residual spiritual power above the ring, and exuding a powerful and unparalleled aura!
"Genius! This is the strength of the inner genius!"
"Brother Bai's strength is not much worse than Di Feng!"
"It's terrible. When we encounter this kind of opponent, we probably don't even have the chance to admit defeat. We will be shocked by him in a blink of an eye!"
The corners of the eyes of many outer disciples twitched wildly, their faces were filled with fear, and their hearts were agitated.
Those few people who were "suggested" by the same door were even more ugly and worried.
Seeing the power of the white-robed disciple's action, they even regretted their cleverness just now, thinking of the situation they might face in the next round, their eyes twitched and they were extremely jealous.
"Unreasonable! The inner sect brother is so strong, we might become ugly if we get promoted by chance!"
"Is there any way, since we have already been promoted anyway, is it possible that we have to take the initiative to abstain?"
"Yes! Damn it, you have already reached this point anyway, even if you are blasted out of the ring by the inner genius, you can't do that kind of embarrassing thing!"
"That's it, let's fight!"
The several outer disciples who passed the test gathered for a while, comforting each other and alleviating the anxiety in their hearts.
Hearing what they said, the disciples who had taken the initiative to select and them were speechless for a while, but when I thought about it, I was a little grateful that I didn't compete with them for promotion places.
Thinking of this, they felt relieved and felt no regrets.
"Hahahaha! Want to challenge me Baisong, you have to weigh whether you have that ability?"
The disciple of the white robe couldn't help laughing after winning two games in a row, feeling very proud.
After seeing his performance, not to mention that the outer disciples were very in awe, even the inner disciples had a little drumming in their hearts, and they gave up the idea of ​​challenge after a moment of whispering while looking at each other.
The strength of Bai Siong is obviously not what they can contend with, and there is almost no other possibility of being eliminated rashly.
These few shook their heads and sighed, leaving this ring with unwilling faces, and went to another ring to find opportunities.
There are dozens of arenas on the square. There is always someone who is weaker than Baisong. As long as they find this kind of opponent, they can have a greater grasp.
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