Everyone shook their heads and sighed, and they did more than ever!
"Unreasonable! The guy in the green robe just said that he was going to unscrew his head and kick the ball. Now he doesn't admit it!"
"Huh! I think the inner disciples are nothing more than that, in vain I used to worship them so much!"
"Hehe, today I have a long experience, except for Jiang Tian, I will never believe in any ‘inner genius’ anymore!"
"Jiang Tian, don't care about their evaluation, we trust you!"
The crowd raised their arms and shouted and nodded to Jiang Tian to show their support.
"Shut up, fucking!"
"A group of outsiders, how dare to point me to Lao Tzu, do you want to get confused?"
"Don't force Lao Tzu to take action, otherwise you will be deeply taught!"
The inner disciples' complexions were blue, and the corners of their eyes twitched and sternly scolded. The disciple in Qingpao who once said that he unscrewed his head and kicked the ball even gritted his teeth and showed a threatening look at everyone in an attempt to cover up his unbelief. .
Jiang Tian waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, everyone. I knew they would not fulfill their promises. I would like to ask, who has the courage to actually twist their heads and kick the ball?"
"Puff...hahahaha!"
"Junior Brother Jiang said it well, hahahaha!"
The outer disciples burst into laughter, making the inner disciples almost embarrassed.
"Boy, you are looking for a fight..."
"Forget it! At the time of Huiwu, don't make trouble, let him do his best, and wait for them to get into the ring, and then learn a lesson."
"Huh! Go to the ring? Does he dare!"
The several inner disciples shook their heads and sneered.
Jiang Tian just tried his best, really went to the ring, dare he?
If he really had the courage, everyone would be happy to do so. Then he could let go and teach him a profound lesson, and let him pay the price for arrogance.
"Huh! Jiang Tian, we'll see you in the ring if you have the ability. It's meaningless to try these words!"
"Hehe, come on, how dare he go to the ring with us?"
"Don't compete with these guys. Our main task is to martial arts. Let's let go of the rest."
Several inner disciples shook their heads and sneered, then turned their gazes to look at the ring, discussing the next challenger.
At this moment, a few female disciples of Xiu Yunfeng came over, and the leader was Qi Yurou, Jiang Tian's acquaintance.
She had already noticed the situation here, and watched the fight between Baisong and Tu Lang on the ring as she walked, and she already had a deep understanding of the situation here.
"Junior Brother Jiang, I think Baisong is already at the end of the battle, why don't you take this opportunity to win it in one fell swoop?" Qi Yurou looked at Jiang Tian faintly and frowned.
Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, and slowly shook his head: "Don't worry, it's not yet time."
"Huh?" Qi Yurou frowned, puzzled. With Jiang Tian's strength, it's most suitable to win now.
Although Baisong's heyday is not Jiang Tian's opponent, but taking the stage at this time will not reveal his strength, and will also take advantage of some advantages in the next challenge.
Otherwise, if the strength is expanded as soon as they come up, it will inevitably cause the inner disciples to queue up and suppress.
Then, even if Jiang Tian is strong, it will be very difficult, even if the top genius in the inner door makes a move, whether Jiang Tian can advance is a question!
"Senior Sister Qi, don't worry, I have my own measures!" Jiang Tian smiled leisurely, full of complacency.
Qi Yurou frowned slightly, shook her head and sighed. She had no choice but to persuade her, so she had to stand aside with a few female disciples and watch the battle intently.
"Huh! Seeing that, the guy really didn't dare to take the stage to challenge, Bai Siong is already at the end of the battle, he still has no courage!"
"Hehe, of course he dare not. If he really goes up, he will only be defeated."
"Okay, I think the white cabbage is almost consumed, don't hesitate for a few of us, let's get on!"
"Ah, if several people have no objections, how about Luo coming first?"
The Qingpao disciple who had said that he would unscrew his head and kick the ball cleared his throat, took a step forward, and gestured to everyone.
"Well, I think let Luo Yongxian go!"
"Okay, that's it!"
Several people nodded one after another, and had no intention of vying with them, seeming to be quite confident in the next test.
"Then Luo will do my part!"
Luo Yongxian shook his green robe and shook himself up, fell on the ring, folded his hands and looked at Bai Siong, smiling proudly.
"Hehe, Zongmen Huiwu rules are like this, and I hope Junior Brother Bai will not blame Luo!"
What he meant was very obvious. Baisong's victory over Tu Lang was already an opportunistic way to get lucky, and I am afraid that it is impossible to pass the level by him.
Baisong seemed to be a little lacking in confidence, and his face became difficult to look at when he said that.
"Huh! The rules are like this. Of course I won't mind. What's the use if you do? Stop talking nonsense and take action!"
"Okay, that's offending!"
Luo Yongxian was overjoyed when he heard the words. He laughed and swayed out, his body overflowing with blue light, his legs swept across the sky, and layers of leg shadows appeared!
"Legs!"
Baisong's face sank, but a cool color passed between his eyebrows, and his body slid like a fish to avoid the opponent's attack.
When the right arm was swung, the palm of the hand moved towards the back of the opponent.
Amid the rumbling roar, the white palm prints turned out and swept out with powerful spiritual power.
"Huh! Junior Brother Bai is really tired, and Luo is somewhat invincible in this match!"
Luo Yongxian laughed proudly, swiping his right leg to dissolve the opponent's attack, and in words, it is already believed that this competition will win.
"Oh, is it?"
A weird smile fluttered from the corner of Baisong's mouth, and his arms stretched fiercely.
There was a loud bang, and dozens of dazzling white light palm prints blasted across the head and face, making the opponent afraid to neglect.
"Junior Brother Bai's spiritual power has been consumed so much and he wants to hold on, and he looks down on Luo too much, nothing else, let's not be wordy, let's send you off now!"
Luo Yongxian shook his head and sneered, his figure swayed into the sky, and his legs swept condescendingly, ready to blast away his opponent.
Baisong smiled coldly when he saw it, not surprised but rejoiced, his arms shook, and his breath suddenly began to soar, as if he had instantly restored his former strength!
"Hiss!" Luo Yongxian's face sank, suddenly feeling wrong.
He always thought that Baisong's spiritual power had been consumed too much, and he could no longer perform powerful attacks, but now it seemed that his judgment was wrong.
However, he cannot afford to hesitate in mid-air, because once he loses his senses and is seized by the opponent, he may lose instantly.
At this moment, he had no choice but to launch a fierce attack.
With a flash of thought in his mind, Luo Yongxian shouted violently, his legs accelerated, as if transformed into two sharp scissors, volleyed out layers of leg shadows and swept down at Bai Siong.
"Hahahaha! Brother Luo, you obviously don't know that my Bai family's exercises are unique in dealing with legs, right?"
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