Chapter 639: Teach you how to behave

The second semi-final was held between Gulangmen and Shenwumen.
There was a half-hour interval between the two semi-finals. There was still a short time from the start of the big contest. People were reluctant to disperse and waited for the second semi-final. What kind of martial art is Gulangmen? No one knows it, but the greatness and madness of Nanbatian have long been known to everyone. It is definitely a superb master of this festival. The situation in Shenwumen is different. In the wild world, this is a long-established martial art school. It has a long history like Gujianmen. This time it was a young disciple of the young generation of Shenwumen. It was crisp and neat in the previous rounds. The ground defeated the opponent.
The contest between Tianhuimen and Gujianmen has already been won, and the ancient sword gate is a bit weaker. Gulangmen and Shenwumen? Who can win, enter the final decisive battle and the demon of the demon?
People talked a lot, excitedly gathered in the ring to wait for the next battle. The time from the start of the battle is getting closer and closer, and more and more people are coming to the Tianhui Square. The son of the day, Jin Hong, has not gone far. He is resting near the platform and wants to witness the contest between Gulangmen and Shenwumen.
Shenwumen disciples have always been known for their bravery, and their strength is amazing. Especially this generation of disciple Yang Wenlei, rumored to be an orphan, was abandoned by the family to the wilderness because he was too ugly, and was raised by a female wolf. He was called a wolf child, and he was covered with thick black hair, and his body was strong and natural. He was accepted as a pro-disciple by the head of Shenwumen, and he broke through to the real world. Such an opponent, the son of the day, Jin Hong asked himself is not sure to win, but the comprehensive information, the South Ba Tian from the overseas world makes him even more taboo. In the next battle, if Nanbatian loses, it is naturally the best; even if it wins, I am afraid that it will not be easy to win. It can be seen in the battle.
The battle has not yet begun, it has already touched people's hearts, and the atmosphere of the Tianhui Square is getting more and more enthusiastic.
Jin Hong’s son is surrounded by a large group of Tian Yao disciples. Someone quickly sent the medicinal herbs to help him eliminate the fatigue and restore his vitality. The compliments of the sects of the sects do not need to say more. From time to time, there are also guests from all major sects. The final decisive battle will not begin until the afternoon. Now even the opponent is still unknown. Someone has already congratulated him on winning the big contest.
Thousands of wears and wears, and the flattering is not worn. It is clear that the sects of the sects are just flattering, but under the compliments of the people, Jinhong of the Son of Heaven still can't help but feel a little fluttering.
This festival is very important for the astronomical elders. It is the same for him, and there is no loss. The elders of Azure need this victory to prove the success of the reform. He needs to use this to prove his strength in the world. Otherwise, he will live in the shadow of the goddess for a lifetime and suffer the shackles of people behind him. All the way through will be defeated by the world's sect. The disciples of this day are justified. Therefore, people's congratulations make the son of Heaven, Jin Hong, particularly useful. Of course, the killer given to him by the elders of Azure is the best factor for self-feeling.
For this great sacrifice of the ritual ceremony, the azure elders are sure to win, and the blood of the son of the day, Jin Hong, is only one of them. With the killer given by the elders of the Azure, the son of the day, Jin Hong’s heart, Da Ding, the southern name of the pseudonym Nan Batian, gave him a strong sense of threat, but he believed that the final victory still belongs to him. No matter who will win in the next Gulangmen and Shenwumen, it is not his opponent.
Half an hour's time has passed.
The melodious bell announced the beginning of the contest. A two-meter-high burly big man took the lead to jump on the ring, looks strange and black, bare upper body, tall body and developed muscles give people a sense of oppression, dragging a big iron rod in his hand. Just put this big iron bar upright, the ground will shake with a burst, the weight is amazing at least ten thousand jin.
"Look, this is the disciple of Shenwumen, Yang Wenlei!"

It’s really ugly, it’s a savage!

Under the stage, I quickly picked it up.
After seeing the appearance of Yang Wenlei, the disciple of Shenwumen, many people were shocked. From afar, the seemingly peculiar disciple of the Shenwumen disciple, Yang Wenlei, is not a savage. It is better to say that it is a chimpanzee. If you meet in the wild, you should treat it as a monster.
The big iron bar in the hand is more than ten thousand pounds, so a fierce gorilla, who is the opponent? Can you be defeated by the arrogant overseas world disciple?
Look at the big iron bars in the hands of Shen Wenmen’s disciple Yang Wenlei. People are talking about it, subconsciously squeezing forward, and looking forward to this contest between Gulangmen and Shenwumen, looking forward to a wonderful and fierce battle.
The war began immediately. Jin Hong, the son of Tian, ​​sitting cross-legged on the carpet, couldn’t sit still and watched the appearance of Yang Wenlei, the disciple of Shenwumen. He sensed the power fluctuations in the latter and his face was slightly discolored. If you do not use the killer that the elders of Azure gave him, and relying on his own cultivation, he asked himself that he did not defeat the gorilla, and he did not.
The appearance of Yang Wenlei, the disciple of Shenwumen, made the atmosphere of Tianhui Square more heated. However, after waiting for a while, I did not see Nanbatian.
"What happened? The arrogant Gulangmen disciple was frightened before he started the war. Didn't dare to appear?"
"That is, what do you say about the South Ba Tian, ​​have you retreated before the final battle?"
People were puzzled and many people quickly opened up. After waiting for such a long time, isn't it necessary to witness a wonderful battle? How many people are coming from afar? If Nanbatian is really retreating, isn't it busy?
"How is this going?"
Jin Hong, the son of the sky, couldn’t hold it anymore. He asked the person next to him and his face was gloomy.
"Master brother, already sent ..., sent someone to check, and wait for a while should have a result." Kiss with the sweat on his forehead.
"Wait? You go and check it yourself, right away!" Jin Hong, the son of the sky, roared, and did not follow the common sense of the South Ba Tian, ​​faintly gave him a feeling of uneasiness. Ye Chuan, who thought of Nan Ba ​​Tian, ​​was even more upset, and his heart was irritated. After seeing Ye Chuan's extremely weak appearance, the black and white elders no longer say anything, but he always feels that something is wrong. It is absolutely not easy to feel that the master of Nanbatian is always not worried.
"Yes!"
I went around with my life and was about to turn and leave. I looked up and suddenly I was shocked.
In the distance, the two burly big men carried a sedan chair and sneaked slowly, and Nan Ba ​​Tian, ​​who had not played, was sitting on it. In front of the sedan chair, some people held a big banner. The flag read ‘Call the invincible hands in the world’. Some people behind the sedan chair held a banner with the words
Teach the emperor how to behave
.
"Come here, this guy, no, this uncle is finally here!"
"Playing invincible in the world, teaching the emperor how to be a good person, good, a big tone!"
On the Tianhui Square, it suddenly sensational.
Jin Hong’s face is suddenly black, red and red like pig liver. The words on the banner are all directed at themselves. In the demon gate, he is openly provocative, and he also teaches himself how to be a man.
South Ba Tian!
The son of the day, Jin Hong, was angry. Suddenly there was an impulse. If he couldn’t wait, now he wants to kill people and tear up the incomparably mad Nanba!