Chapter 919: He wants to fight

Xiu Qi only felt that his brain was humming, and the severe pain in his heart spread outwards, and his limbs were as painful and unbearably pricked by countless needles.
Finally, he couldn't help but exhale in pain, "Ah ¬ "
"Stop... Stop..."
His voice sounded so weak. Hearing the voice from the competition platform, Xicheng raised his head in surprise, and said to Gu Zhong: "This is the proof that you think you can turn over?"
"I can hold on till now and haven't died, but this young man is a little surprised, hahaha..."
"However, being able to appreciate such a scream makes my son feel very happy."
Chu Yicheng and Bai Jie, who had already rushed to the front of the performance stage, heard Xicheng's words and couldn't turn around, and one of them gave him an ear.
But when they recalled the cold face of Old Wang, and the two screams without dignity just now, they didn't seem to be what Old Wang would have made.
If it wasn't for Brother Wang...
Chu Yicheng and Bai Jie looked back at Gu Master in shock. Gu Zhong smiled, and said, "Why can Young Master Xicheng not even hear his own voice?"
"what?"
Xicheng's complexion froze, and when he wanted to understand what Gu Zhong said, if it was not Wang Xingkong who screamed, there were only two people on the competition stage.
At this time, the thick mist of spiritual energy on the test table gradually dissipated, and with a sound of "so pain", Xu Qi fell to the ground on one knee, and traces of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"what…"
The onlookers exclaimed, why Wang Xingkong, who was engulfed by Xuqi's mighty aura, was unscathed, but instead was the majestic Xuqi, who knelt on the ground with a pale face.
"what happened?!"
Xicheng couldn't believe it. He had been watching the competition platform just now, and he didn't feel any sign of Wang Xingkong's hands. But at this moment he stood in front of them unscathed.
"This is impossible…"
Xu Qi raised his head with difficulty, looking at Wang Xingkong in front of him, his heart was choking for a while, as if he had seen something terrifying.
He felt stronger than Xicheng, and obviously the other party did nothing, but he was suddenly seriously injured.
In fact, it wasn't completely nothing. Wang Xingkong just activated the defensive function of Zhishang when the opponent shot.
Bai Jie and Chu Yicheng in the audience were relieved to see that Old Wang was okay.
And they all reacted quickly, it must be the anti-armor worn by Old Wang, returning half of the damage to the opponent, and Old Wang only needs to do the same, according to the previous competition between Ye Huan and Xiao Tian. Normal defense will do.
Although there is the breath of a true in the blood of Xuan Qi, he is an illegitimate child, his blood is not as pure as Xicheng, and the coercion contained in his blood is minimal.
However, it is completely enough to frighten ordinary warriors.
But Wang Xingkong is a sword cultivator, and while comprehending the sword, he is also cultivating spiritual power. The coercion released by Rotten Qi looks scary, but as long as he gathers the spirit to resist, he can completely be unaffected.
On the contrary, the anti-armor he wore could have a surprising effect.
When the entire competition platform returned to Qingming, the pain on Xu Qi's body had completely dissipated, and his injury quickly recovered after taking another pill brought from the Ning Palace.
It's just that the inner panic still cannot dissipate.
Even the look in Wang Xingkong's eyes changed completely. Although he didn't know how he was injured just now, he guessed that it must have been an assassination weapon on the opponent's body.
And he just ignored this point carelessly, so he was injured.
This time, he opened the breastplate on his chest. The breastplate would release a protective barrier when he was in danger. Even if Wang Xingkong used hidden weapons again, he would not be as passive as he was at the beginning.
Xu Qi's eyes sank, his arms opened, and the light yellow aura flashed in his eyes, and the same light yellow aura soared over him, erupting like a sudden rising flame, and then violently. break out.
In an instant, like a ferocious beast roaring out of the jungle, the space trembled crazily, and the sound of a piece of cloth being pulled and torn intensively sounded, and Wang Xingkong's eyes became serious.
The reason why he was serious was not because he was afraid of decay, but the opponent was already prepared for the anti-armor. He was thinking that using the anti-armor's offensive and defensive functions to passively defend would definitely not work.
This time it was a real head-to-head, without a trace of fancy, Wang Xingkong raised his right hand, and then, in his right hand, a storm suddenly set off, and his sleeves were quickly torn apart.
A strange, demonstrating annihilation power emerged from the gust of wind... and the direction the annihilation power was aimed at was unexpectedly rotten...
"What...what!!"
The sudden changes on the competition stage surprised everyone onlookers, as well as Xicheng and his other entourage. If it was just a storm that broke out from Wang Xingkong's right hand, they would definitely not show such an expression.
What happened, made them show their shocked expressions again and again.
Just now, under the eyes of everyone, Wang Xingkong’s seemingly normal, powerful arm suddenly changed into a bright and dazzling dragon-shaped arm under the agitation of the strong wind, and that arm showed a fascinating look. The extreme red, originally the position of the fist, was replaced by a pair of oil-green longan.
And Wang Xingkong controlled this arm and lifted it slightly, and the small dragon beast turned into a demon with teeth and claws, sticking out his tongue at Xuqi.
On the other side, Xiu Qi, who regained his mentality and set off again, was glared at by those small eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of weakness in his legs, and the momentum of the surge was half withered.
I didn't know if he was frightened or suppressed by the dragon head.
Wang Xingkong glanced at his right hand with some surprise, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce when facing the enemy.
Somehow, when the dragon head stared at Xuqi, Wang Xingkong felt that he was a in the nine heavens, and Xuqi was as small as an ant.
At this moment, he could even feel the fear in Xu Qi's heart. The fear of the enemy was undoubtedly an encouragement to him. Wang Xingkong didn't care whether he was a member of the Hongsheng Empire or a powerful person in the five-layer Primordial Spirit Realm.
At this moment, there is only one voice in his heart clamoring, that is, he wants to fight! Its arm does not allow anyone to yell in front of him!
With that said, without a moment's hesitation, Wang Xingkong stepped directly on his poor boots...