Chapter 1171: can not wait anymore

What's more important is that they slapped Jiang Tian harshly just now, saying that his "eight levels of assurance" is completely nonsense, and it's simply nonsense.
If Qi Yurou really wins, would they have to be beaten in the face?
"Baisong, if you fight like this, you might as well just kowtow and admit defeat!"
"Huh! You are just like you, so you really shame the face of our inner geniuses!"
"Get down quickly, don't be ashamed of it!"
Several people shouted violently, wishing to rush to the ring to pull the white cabbage off and beat it up.
Such a method has completely lost the face of the inner disciple!
A dignified inner genius, a master of Profound Moon Realm, need to please a woman in this way?
joke!
Even if you really want to please any woman, the target should be an inner disciple of comparable strength. What qualifications does an outer disciple have to make him behave like a self-defeating disciple at the expense of his identity?
Maybe he was awakened by the scolding of a few people, or maybe he felt a strong crisis in the corner of the ring. Baisong's face sank and he was completely angry!
"Unreasonable! Shut up for me as a thing! How can I be suppressed by a quasi-profound realm of an outer genius?"
Baisong yelled violently, his hands slammed his chest suddenly, and the originally chaotic breath suddenly stopped and quickly began to restore his balance.
"Huh! Looks like you haven't fainted yet!"
"I thought you fell in love with this chick and wanted to take this opportunity to please her?"
"Okay, don't be fussy, hurry up and win this competition, we can't wait!"
Several inner sect disciples coldly scolded, feeling agitated in their hearts, and couldn't wait.
Through this test, they found that Bai Siong really had too much spiritual power, and its strength was not as good as before.
Everyone looked at each other and geared up, waiting for the outer female disciple to rush into the ring and challenge Baisong first!
Just kidding, with Baisong's current spiritual power status, they can win with any shot. This is almost a win for nothing. How can they miss it?
"It's all shut up! Don't think I don't know what you are thinking, you want to take advantage of me when people are in danger, there is no way!"
Baisong yelled loudly, and the breath of his body soared, as if he had recovered his strength instantly.
"not good!"
Qi Yurou was about to win, but suddenly faced with this situation, she was really disturbed.
No matter what, the other party is also an Inner Sect genius and Profound Moon Realm master, even if he exerts about half of his strength, she can easily crush her.
For her, this scene is not a good sign!
Boom!
With a slight loss of mind, a white palm print slammed wildly, rolling up layers of spiritual power fluctuations, shaking the void humming!
Fortunately, Qi Yurou reacted extremely quickly, before he waited for the palm prints to be photographed on his body, she drank aside with all her strength, and almost avoided the attack.
"so close!"
Qi Yurou's face sank, her eyes became extremely solemn.
Just now she would be hit by the opponent as long as she was slower to the front line, and even if she did not get out of the ring, she would suffer serious injuries. The next situation can be imagined!
However, Baisong, who had reversed its decay, did not pursue the victory as everyone expected, winning the competition in one fell swoop, but pausing slightly, standing in place and taking a deep breath, and quickly swallowing a few pills for strengthening and refining.
"Unreasonable!"
"Baisong, the face of the inner disciple has been completely lost by you!"
The disciples of the inner sect were slightly startled, then their faces sank, and they scolded coldly.
Whether the white cabbage has come very well, I didn't expect it was just a struggle in a difficult situation, which really disappointed them.
"Fuck! You all know what the fuck, do you think it's a trifle for Laozi to fight four games in a row?"
Baisong couldn't help the anger in his heart and retorted.
Originally on the ring, this kind of self-exposure was suspected of showing weakness. It was a taboo of the martial artist, but he believed that his opponent was just an outside disciple, so he didn't have any scruples, so he blurted out.
"You have the face to say that even if you win four games in a row, you won't even be able to win a quasi-xuan outside disciple, right?"
"Hehe, especially a girl!"
"Huh! I don't think he is as good as the girl opposite!"
The crowd scolded with cold faces, and took the opportunity to suppress Baisong's arrogance.
Of course, they don't think Qi Yurou can win, but just want to use this method to blow Baisong's morale. Then, no matter who is on stage to challenge, they will be able to defeat each other more easily and win a victory.
"Bullshit!" Baisong was completely furious upon hearing this!
It's totally unreasonable for these inner sect disciples to say that he is not as good as the lady on the opposite side!
"I will let you see if I can compare to her?"
boom!
As soon as the words fell, Baisong seemed to regain his spiritual power, his aura rose greatly, and he stepped out and strode towards Qi Yurou.
"Cross the dragon arm!"
Boom!
The dull roar was accompanied by a violent shout, and Bai Si crossed his arms suddenly and suddenly, a cross-shaped white light flashed out wildly.
"Senior Sister Qi, be careful!"
"Be careful!"
The complexions of several female disciples of Xiu Yunfeng changed, and they were shocked!
This offensive is so powerful that any of them might not be able to resist it, and it really makes them very worried.
For Jiang Tian, ​​this is nothing special at all.
With the same technique, the power of Baisong displayed at this time was not as good as before. Although the momentum was quite astonishing, the real combat power was significantly reduced.
Qi Yurou yelled, her palms flipped over and ten palm prints instantly blasted out. Amid the rumbling and cracking sound, they were simultaneously shattered by the white light of the cross formed by "crossing dragon arms".
However, with this moment of blocking, she flashed to the center of the ring, occupying a relatively advantageous position.
"No! This is not the way to go!"
Qi Yurou knew that even if the opponent's strength dropped sharply, she was not sure of winning.
The "eighth floor" opportunity Jiang Tian said was actually a bit exaggerated. Most of it was to encourage her to take action. Even though she gave her great courage, she couldn't increase her strength out of thin air.
Qi Yurou took a deep breath, shook her head and smiled bitterly.
At this moment, she suddenly shrunk her eyes, her expression stared!
The corner of his eyes glanced at Jiang Tian, ​​his ears moved slightly, and he heard the voice of the other party!
"Senior Sister Qi, Baisong seems to be regaining strength, but in fact it is the end of the force. As long as you exert all your strength, you may not be able to win!" Jiang Tian said calmly, transcribing.
"Junior Brother Jiang, didn't you say that you have the eighth floor, why now I don't even see the fifth floor?" Qi Yurou couldn't help but subconsciously asked.
Jiang Tian's eyes flashed, and a sly smile suddenly appeared: "You are right, but if I didn't say that, would you challenge it on stage?"
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