Chapter 69: Super Dark Horse--Yuan He

Ling Chen's opponent was a man named Li Hao. After Li Hao took the stage, he hugged Ling Chen and said, "Junior Brother Ling Chen, please!"
Ling Chen looked aloof and snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! Fight if you want to fight!"
Li Hao frowned slightly, and indeed, Ling Chen was as unruly and unruly as the rumors, but how could Li Hao be a soft persimmon!
Li Hao's arms were different from ordinary people, with his feet hanging down to his knees. Upon closer inspection, his five fingers were slender and sharp. It was not difficult to see that he had mastered his skills.
I saw that Li Hao's fingertips showed cold light, and he pointed towards Ling Chen in the distance.
"Boom!"
A blue light rushed towards Ling Chen.
"Humph!"
Ling Chen snorted coldly, moved under his feet, and hid, only to see that there was a huge hole in the place where he was standing.
Lin Feng in the audience nodded secretly. The martial arts that Li Hao showed before were very powerful, just like his own AK47 bullet came over, and the destructive power was amazing.
Ling Chen fluttered in a white robe, and the steps under his feet were vivid, transforming into afterimages, deceiving him to Li Hao.
Li Hao secretly said "Oh!", the cold light of his fingers reappeared, and he pointed on Ling Chen's body.
"Fool! Behind you!"
Ling Cheng's figure clearly appeared behind Li Hao, and then punched Li Hao on the back.
Li Hao couldn't bear the tremendous force, flew a few meters, hit the ground sturdily, and almost fell off the ring.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted from Li Hao's mouth.
"Boy, you are still far behind!"
Ling Chen squinted his eyes slightly and hooked his hand at him with a look of disdain.
Li Hao roared grimly: "You dare to look down on me!" I saw the space around Li Hao engulfed in a violent wind, and the spiritual power on his body was boiling and completely exploding. Li Hao slowly extended a finger on his right hand. There was a loud thunderbolt in the sky above him, and suddenly, a
The huge finger phantom, like an Optimus Pillar, carries the breath of destruction.
"Ten thousand nirvana means!"
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a thunderbolt, this huge finger phantom slammed into Ling Chen.
"This is my full blow! Give up, Ling Chen!"
Li Hao collapsed on the ground. Wandao Nirvana refers to a top-notch sub-level martial art. After it was used, it directly drained all the spiritual power in his Qi Sea. He has no more fights now. force.
Looking at the huge finger phantom that hit him, Ling Chen's face was extremely cold. The disdain on his face had long since disappeared, but instead he felt a strong sense of oppression.
Ling Chen pushed his hands towards the sky, and huge energy covered him, forming a barrier. Both feet sank under the ground. Ling Chen's eyes turned red and he let out a violent roar.
"Fucking Dragon King sits like a clock!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the sky, the huge finger phantom slammed against the barrier in front of Ling Chen.
"Boom bang bang!"
The huge explosion sounded endlessly. The floors paved with white marble on the arena were all lifted off by the huge momentum, and some of the floors even fell under the ring, hurting many people.
"Disperse! Disperse!"
Under the ring, some elders of the outer door evacuated the crowd quickly so as not to injure everyone.
On the ring, the huge finger shadow gradually disappeared, and the surrounding area was full of mist and dust.
Li Hao collapsed to the ground and laughed a long time: "Hahaha! Even if you defeated Tang Long before and became the first outer disciple, you still can't beat me!"
"I let you down!"
An indifferent voice sounded from above the ring.
Li Hao stayed where he was, with a look of disbelief, looking at the opposite side, his figure trembled uncontrollably. The mist gradually dissipated, and Ling Chen's figure appeared in everyone's field of vision. His white robe was spotlessly clean, his hands continued to hold the posture of sky support, but his breath was a little unstable, but he was better than Li Hao, who had lost his combat effectiveness. Too much
Too much.
Ling Chen put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards Li Hao.
"Impossible, impossible!"
Li Hao trembled and trembled, unable to believe everything in front of him, this powerful attacking martial art was actually carried by Ling Chen!
"You are too weak! I don't even have the qualifications to let me go all out!"
Ling Cheng looked at him sarcastically, then clenched a fist with one hand, his spiritual power boiled, and punched Li Hao in the chest.
"Away Seven Kills Fist!"
"Boom!"
Li Hao flew out and fell off the ring.
Li Hao under the ring vomited blood with a pale face. He looked at Ling Chen on the stage and roared: "Ling Chen, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Hao fainted.
"Come here, take him away quickly and send him to heal." The elder referee ordered the outside disciples in the audience.
"Senior Brother Ling Chen is great!"
"Senior Brother Ling Chen is now the first person in the outer door, who can be his opponent! Then Li Hao is simply humiliating himself."
"The champion of this martial arts conference, I think it must be Senior Brother Ling Chen!"
"Senior Brother Ling Chen, I love you!"
The female disciples under the ring screamed like an idiot, and several female disciples even ran to the ring and wiped Ling Chen's face. That scene made many male disciples under the stage embarrassed.
In the audience, Lin Feng, Murong Tian and Yuan Tianzhan gathered together.
"Brother-in-law, Ling Chen has become stronger again, Li Hao's move just now ten thousand nirvana fingers, to be honest, I am not sure I can resist it."
"Huh! Extinguish others' ambitions and destroy one's prestige! You are afraid of him, I am not afraid!" Yuan Tianzhan looked at the people on the stage surrounded by many female disciples with a full face of anger.
"I don't mean that, I mean in case you encounter Ling Chen behind, there is no way to fight."
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, and said: "Ling Chen's current realm is the Ninth Heavenly Refining Great Perfection. His defense and attack are very strong, and his body skills are also good. The only way seems to be head-on."
Yuan Tianzhan nodded, his thoughts coincided with Lin Feng's, Ling Chen's attacks and defenses were all types of openness and combination, and Ling Chen had to head-on.
An hour later, on the arena, the elder referee announced to the 30 disciples who had successfully promoted under the stage: "The second round of the competition will start. The competition will be divided into fifteen games. The winner will be promoted to the top ten of this martial arts conference. Top five!"
"First of all, Lin Feng and Yuan He are on the stage! The game begins!"
With the announcement, the whole audience exploded in an instant.
"No, Lin Feng actually fought Yuan He! They are both super dark horses in this martial arts conference!"
"In my opinion, Lin Feng is even better. Lin Feng will win in close combat. After all, his strength and physical body are very strong." "I think Yuan He can win. The long knife in Yuan He's hand is too powerful and defeats him. There are too many people under the knife."