Chapter 188: One hundred and ninety two

Chapter 188 Chapter 192: Impulse (May I ask for a monthly pass~)
Tang Hongtao's smile couldn't be hidden at all, his eyebrows narrowed into a gap, and he continued to say: "Good, good, good!"
"Master, if there is nothing else, I will go to the research room first." Out of the corner of Tang Luo's eyes, he saw several anxiously waiting researchers, and said to Tang Hongtao.
Tang Hongtao patted Tang Luo on the shoulder and said with satisfaction: "Go, go!"
The disciple-grandson of the genius of Tianzong was not blindfolded by the momentary gain, and he was able to advance and retreat with a degree of courtesy and courtesy, which made him extremely excited. From this point of view, Tang Luo did better than his father. Tang Sen is okay. Although the two are talents of Tian Zong, Tang Sen prefers a pure warrior, and Tang Luo is more like a scholar. This is the fortune of the Tang family.
At the end of the conversation with Tang Hongtao, Tang Luo rubbed his hands and walked towards the three people in the distance. He grinned and said: "Three people, the long study is about to begin, are you looking forward to it!?"
He can’t forget that when he was studying Wuluozhi, because he had only a mortal physique, he was tortured every day by these people in the secret magic pavilion into a ghostly appearance. Now his body in the mortal state can also stay up late. Relying on cultivation throughout the night, this time he has to make everyone understand what a real overtime madman is!
Tang Guangyu said calmly: "Please, Team Leader Luo."
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Shura Martial Arts Hall
On the first day of the ring challenge, a total of seventy-nine warriors from the Mortal Realm were carried out. The big figures in the eyes of these civilians became cold corpses, and these corpses also taught the civilians to be quiet.
Just like Xu Laoying expected, only killing and blood can form a powerful enough impact, and this impact can make ignorant people learn to be awed.
So on the second day, boos and scolding were no longer heard in the huge fighting arena.
The atmosphere in the martial arts arena on this day was only dignified and dull, because all the warriors from the Mortal Transcendence realm came, and the warriors from various families sat in the auditorium full of them, but none of them signed up. They are all waiting for other people's shots, wanting to see the reality of Yuanzhun.
Because in just one day, the name of Arrow Demon Yuanzhun has resounded through Xiling and has become a name that cannot be circumvented in the Transcendence Realm. Moreover, because of the seventy-nine challenge games, he has only shot seventy-nine arrows, so strong. The pinnacle warrior of Transcendence Realm is eye-catching.
If you want to find a warrior who can defeat him, you can only win the battle unless it is a fierce warrior. However, when the realm is overwhelming, the original intention of the competition is lost. So now, everyone is sitting in their seats with tacit understanding. Say nothing.
The ring challenge has started for two full hours, but there is no challenger. This makes Yuan Zhun very annoyed, so he loudly said: "There is no warrior who can connect me with one arrow in the huge Xiling? Just like this, I dare to be right. The saint’s family is so utterly ignorant, really ignorant!"
This voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena, extremely arrogant, because Yuan Zhun’s anger could not be healed by the lives of dozens of Mortal Realm martial artists. For these Xiling people who did not respect the Xu family, he just wanted to indulge. Own killing intent.
These words successfully angered the warriors in the stands. In an uproar, several young people ignored the obstacles of the people around them, leaped off the stands and rushed to the registration office!
Young blood is always so hot, and they care more about dignity, glory and integrity, so how can they shrink when facing Yuan Zhun's provocation.
Most of the bravery who ignores the strength gap are stupid, and the price of such stupidity is often his own life!
Still the arrow that was as fast as the light, the first young warrior who rushed to the ring didn't even have time to announce his name, so an arrow pierced his throat.
"Next!" Yuan Zhun had no expression on his face. He had already said many times and resounded through the fighting arena again, and the stewards skillfully moved the corpse from the ring.
And Si Jiahao, who rushed to the registration office for a while, saw the martial artist who died so cleanly, as if he was washing down with a basin of cold water, holding the number two card, he looked at Yuan Zhun on the platform, only Feeling that there is no water in my mouth, I swallowed my saliva dryly.
He cast his gaze to the audience, hoping to slip away while others were unprepared, but found that the eyes of the audience were all focused on himself, making himself unable to move, and then he heard a piece of "Go!" "Come on!" !" The applause.
Si Jiahao was suddenly dizzy, because he wanted to escape, just like the 421 deserters yesterday, but under these gazes and the applause, he actually walked towards the ring step by step.
The sound of shouting and screaming became louder and louder, and the footsteps of the young warrior became more and more trembling, as if they were being forced onto the stage by the shouts of everyone.
"Enough!" A scream resounded through the martial arts arena, and stopped everyone's applause. Only a middle-aged martial artist flew down and fell beside Si Jiahao and took his arm.
The Liushen Wuzhu Si Jiahao turned his head and saw his father's gentle eyes. His eyes were clouded with tears. He choked up and said, "Father, I'm afraid, save me!"
Si Qingyu looked at the child with regret and fear, and sighed in his heart: Silly boy, you know. It’s easy to get on stage, but it’s not so easy to get on.
Today is a clan warrior, and there are at least a thousand at the pinnacle of Xuanfan. Why has no one shot it so far? Because they have to watch a few more Yuanzhun battles, because yesterday’s seventy-nine competitions were not seen in person. And the uneven level of warriors yesterday is not enough to serve as a reference.
They all came to observe the Yuanzhun combat mode. Finally, a few young people accepted the provocation and went to the stage. How could the onlookers let them come off easily? That's why the sound of shouting and applause will be heard through the sky!
The cheers that had just been stopped sounded again, mixed with verbal abuse, this time facing Si Qingyu who rushed into the court.
"Hurry up, bastard, don't stop the warrior in the ring!"
"To prevent such a sacred duel, you guy really should cut a thousand swords!"
"The brave man ignore him, go up and teach the arrow demon a lesson!"
"Where does the fighting field take care of it! Has anyone hit the ring and no one cares?"
At this moment, Si Jiahao, who didn't even know his name, seemed to have become the true brave in their hearts, the person who had the most chance to defeat Yuan Zhun, and they urged him to come to power.
Si Jiahao listened to everyone's words, his eyes were desperate, and he didn't know where to put his helpless eyes.
And the action of the middleman rushing to the ring to stop the challenger really broke the rules, so two stewards stepped up to warn: "Please don't stop the challenger from coming to the stage!"
Si Qingyu glanced at them, ignorant, put his hand on his son's head, and smiled lightly: "Silly son, think more about things in the future, don't make any decisions on impulse." This is what the father can give. Your last advice, he added a sentence from the bottom of his heart.
Taking a deep look at his son, and snatching the number plate in his hand, Si Qingyu said to the two officers, "My son is not good at learning art, so I will fight."
Si Jiahao looked at the token taken by his father and what he could say, how could he not know that it was his father who was going to die for him, his nose was sour, tears couldn't stop streaming down and howling: "Father No, let's run, let's stop fighting, let's run! Didn't many people ran away yesterday? We stopped fighting, we stopped fighting!"
At this moment, Si Jiahao had no desire and anger to become famous in his heart, only fear and fear.
(End of this chapter)