At this moment, many people who wanted to see Lu Ziqing get beaten, including Lei Qiu, shook their fists excitedly, winning!

Lu Ziqing, the little white boy, is from the Sword Sect and is too flexible, so challenging him head-on and having everyone fight to the death is the best tactic.

Sheng Donglai has already grabbed the opponent's shoulder, and the opponent can't run away! The collision of Gangqi, Shenwu Sect's Red Lotus Sword Heart is the best technique, and the combination of offense and defense has never been defeated by anyone! What's more, Sheng Donglai held down Lu Ziqing

His shoulders and arms are also longer than Lu Ziqing's, and Lu Ziqing's fists can't hit him accurately at all.

There was a loud explosion in the arena, and the collision of fist wind and Gang Qi caused a cloud of flying sand and rocks.

Sheng Donglai's tall body suddenly shook, and his roar suddenly stopped, leaving only Lu Ziqing's roar. Along with the heavy thunderous sound, the wind of the fist became stronger and stronger, and the shadow of the fist became bigger and bigger! Sheng

Dong Lai's hand took off Lu Ziqing's shoulder, and he took a step back after being beaten! But Sheng Dong Lai continued to keep his steps steady, gritted his teeth and stretched his arms forward, and the Red Lotus Sword Heart exploded even more fiercely.

The bloody light shot out with the shadow of the fist, and was sprayed into the sky by the strong wind, turning into a fine rain of blood.

Yue Shiyu exclaimed: "Lu Ziqing's fists and arms were injured by the Red Lotus Sword Heart, but he still hit his opponent violently! Was his hand crippled first, or was Sheng Donglai knocked down first? There was a rain of blood on the scene.

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Shenlong showed a close-up slow motion, and Lu Ziqing's fist was sprinkled with a rain of blood. As if he couldn't feel the pain, he was violently hitting Sheng Donglai's chest. However, due to the obstruction of the Red Lotus Sword Heart, every move

The punches were like hitting the blade of a sword. Although Sheng Donglai was shaken back by the wind of the punches, he was not injured yet.

The whole city was silent, and everyone watching the battle held their breath, waiting for the outcome of this bloody fight.

Yue Shiyu exclaimed: "Sheng Donglai's energy has been exhausted!"

Amidst the intensive blows, the Red Lotus Sword Qi blooming on Sheng Donglai's body continued to shrink, gradually shrinking under the raging wind of fists. His hands were only an inch away, but they still could not grasp Lu Ziqing's shoulders.

With a bang, the red lotus energy exploded, like scattered flowers flying away with the color of fire!

Tsuki Shigure exclaimed: "The Red Lotus Sword Heart was beaten to pieces!"

"Where's Uncle Liu Huang?" Lu Ziqing asked.

Lu Ziqing suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, shouted loudly, and a violent fist wind turned into a fist shadow larger than the tabletop, flying directly against Sheng Donglai dozens of feet away, and fell to the ground with a bang. Sheng Donglai

All the bones in his body were broken, and he had completely lost consciousness.

Lu Ziqing suddenly felt awesome. This is Yin Liulang's magical power. Wouldn't it be able to save thousands of troops on the battlefield? This magical power is very much like an enhanced version of Lu Zishu's vitality domain. Basically, you can't die if you enter this fog.

And it can be maintained forever, and Yin Liulang doesn't seem to have to watch it specially.

A group of heroes came over and applauded Lu Ziqing.

Sheng Donglai was completely unable to attack at this time and was submerged in the shadow of fists.

Lu Ziqing deliberately raised his bloody arm to look heroic and save some face for the Shenwu Sect. We were not such violent people originally, you forced me to do so.

The sergeant took Lu Ziqing back to the camp to rest. It is estimated that he will not need to play again for the time being. If he wins three games in a row, he can directly advance to the next round. Since there are too many people in the first round, he can probably rest for a whole day.

Yue Shiyu said excitedly: "Have you seen it? Lu Ziqing's boxing skills are really amazing! Langli Baitiao is not an ordinary little Baitiao, he is a ferocious big shark!"

Lu Ziqing also moved closer to the wall, specifically to test the healing power of the white mist. A vast white mist enveloped Lu Ziqing, and the wound on his arm healed quickly.

The audience was shocked. They had never seen such intensive punches and such brutal attack power before!

Lu Ziqing roared wildly, punching Sheng Donglai in the chest, and another punch in Sheng Donglai's face. In an instant, Sheng Donglai's tall figure was enveloped by a large shadow of fists, and there was a sound of punches coming.

The violent sound of flesh was accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

Sheng Donglai's body was dragged away by a vague mist, leaving him to lean against the corner to recover his blood and heal his wounds. Sheng Donglai gradually groaned and regained his vitality.

At this time, although Lu Ziqing's figure was still weaker than his opponent, the aura he exuded was crushingly powerful. Every shake of a muscle would produce a heavy blow from an iron fist like a battering ram, and the dense sound of the blow was head-turning.

numb.

Many viewers nodded neatly while listening to Yue Shiyu's explanation. This pretty boy is so cruel! And why does he only attack people from the Shenwu Sect? Is Langli Baitiao the nemesis of the Shenwu Sect disciples?

The battles were all done by drawing lots, and there would be no shady secrets. Lu Ziqing always met people from the Shenwu Sect, and there was no telling who had bad luck.

Lu Ziqing also admired Yue Shigure. He didn't realize that you had this kind of talent during class. Your babbling explanations could create an extremely tragic atmosphere for ordinary fights. When you were teaching, what?

Why can't it arouse such a high atmosphere?

Tianwu City was silent for a moment, and then there was a warm cheer. It was fierce! It was so fierce that it made people go numb!

"A hundred consecutive hits with an iron finger!" In Lu Ziqing's wild roar, the offensive was launched again! A shadow of fists exploded from Sheng Donglai's chest, and gradually knocked Sheng Donglai's tall body away from his feet.

The energy of the fist shadows penetrated Sheng Donglai's body and appeared behind him, as if he was beating a large sandbag.

Lu Ziqing snorted coldly, there is nothing to fear about the Red Lotus Sword Heart! It is very simple to break it, as long as the punch speed is denser and more violent than the Gang Qi, just hit a point. It's just that if you hit it hard like this, there will inevitably be marks on your arms.

Some wounds had some blood flowing out.

"Come on." Someone said.

In the mirage in the sky, there happened to be Uncle Liu Huang and a Shenwu disciple fighting each other. The other party chose a stick fight, and it hit Uncle Liu Huang's arms. Two eyebrow-level sticks hit the ground from the sky, and then hit the ground again.

The scene of the fight from the ground to the sky was very exciting. In the end, Uncle Liu Huang was superior and used a flaw to knock the opponent's stick off. Then he immediately stopped and clasped his fists and said: "I give in."

At this time, the opponent was embarrassed to continue using his fists to ask for advice, so he gave up and stepped down.

Lu Ziqing immediately learned a trick. Uncle Liu Huang's kind of upright shamelessness is called high-level shamelessness. It not only pleases the audience, but also does not offend the Shenwu Sect. It also saves a lot of physical energy, and it will not capsize in the ditch.
Chapter completed!