Bang! Another palm slapped Zhou Bai's head hard, but the palm force that was enough to smash the steel plate could not even push Zhou Bai's head, but instead shocked Yun Kong's palms to hurt.

Daotu is good at practicing martial arts, and his speed of practicing martial arts is far higher than the other eight routes, and he can often practice a variety of martial arts.

Yunkong used a set of mountain-piercing palms to use the power of his soul to penetrate the other party's body surface and penetrate the internal organs.

But after finding it ineffective, I changed my electric legs and the power of the soul rang, shaking, causing a series of electric lights and kicking Zhou Bai's chest.

The terrifying lightning bombarded Zhou Bai's body, but even the other party's clothes were unable to break. Instead, Zhou Bai grabbed Yun Kong's soles while her feet were numb.

"The palm of the mountain is so careless." Zhou Bai shook his head: "The legs are so bright."

"Let's just stop here."

The next moment, I saw Zhou Bai reach out and swing. With the effect of the power of the soul, Yunkong was already thrown away like a brick. With a bang, he broke through the air and flew out of the ring more than a hundred meters wide, and fell to the ground with a bang.

But he still didn't stop, and saw Yunkong's body rolling continuously after falling to the ground, and then he rolled for more than 20 meters in one breath, and finally stopped.

She stood up in disgrace and looked at Zhou Bai with disbelief.

The entire field was also quiet, as if shocked by the process of the game.

The next moment, cheers suddenly sounded in the audience, and countless people stood up and kept applauding Zhou Bai.

Liu Xian stood up suddenly, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Bai on the stage. After a long time, he slowly let out a sigh: "This guy... is not as weak as we imagined. Although Yun Kong's soul power is only more than 160, if he can throw her out like this, Zhou Bai's soul power may have exceeded 200, but he underestimated you."

Kong Zhe, who had originally practiced breathing with his legs crossed, had already opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Bai on the stage: "This guy may become a roadblock for me to challenge the left path."

At the teacher's position, Lu Chongyang's eyes lit up slightly, and Zhou Shan's eyes were also flashing with surprise: "I originally thought Zhou Bai would be eliminated in this round, but I didn't expect that his soul power would be well trained, and he could block Yun Kong's attacks."

Lu Chongyang couldn't help but say, "Zhou Bai is still talented, and it's better to drop out of school..."

Zhou Shan waved his hand: "Look at it again, there are many students with higher power of soul, but they can't do whatever they want in school."

Jing Xiu laughed: "Brother Zhou is so awesome." She couldn't help but remember what Zhou Bai said before. Didn't Zhou Bai lie? But thinking about Zhou Bai's theory, she was a little uncertain again.

Xia Li pouted and said unconvincedly: "Hmph, it's a little bit powerful. But it's still a little worse than mine."

On the stage, Zhou Bai slowly stood up and said to himself: "It's successful. I feel that everyone is looking at me with shock and admiration, which makes me embarrassed."

Christina kept rolling excitedly: 'It must have been successful. Now those classmates and teachers must think that we are super strong! Very strong! terrible!'

Zhou Bai: ‘Tina, you did a good job. Thanks to you telling me what martial arts she used, I can click it out. It’s not a bad thing that he is a knowledgeable genius cat.’

Tina: ‘Zhou Bai, you are also very handsome. You use your soul power to support yourself, professional.’

Zhou Bai: ‘Are we so proud of this?’

Tina: ‘Why are you proud? Such strong strength and such terrifying talent are for me. I can brag for a year.’

Zhou Bai: ‘Yes, even if we can blow for a year, we will blow it in our heads. We are too modest.’

Tina: ‘I also feel too modest. We should be more prominent in the next ring game.’

Xia Li looked at Zhou Bai who was walking off the stage and frowned and said, "Why is this guy smiling like a fool?"

"Is that?" Jing Xiu said from the side: "It's okay, I'm probably happy to win."

Liu Xian looked at Yun Kong who was helped down and looked at the other party and said, "Don't worry, I'll leave this guy to me."

Yunkong nodded and said hatefully: "This guy is a bit powerful. His body is very strong. I'm afraid he has practiced any physical exercises. You have to be careful."

Liu Xian smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I've seen through his weakness. He has no chance in front of me." As he said that, he turned to look in the direction of Zuo Dao, and said in his heart: "The most difficult thing is Zuo Dao."

The top 16 are still ongoing. After Zhou Bai and Yunkong finished their first game, there are 7 games left in the next, and the winner will be in the top 8. They will face off again and rank in the top 4.

The next seven games were all other people's battles, and Zhou Bai could only find Jing Xiu, Qian Wangsun and others to watch the game together.

When all eight games are completed and the rest time is coming, after about half an hour of rest, the next round of knockout will begin.

Zhou Shan looked at the time of the teacher and frowned: "Why haven't Vice Principal Zhao come yet? Xiao Lu, go to the 12th Institute to take a look, don't forget the time when doing the experiment."

Lu Chongyang nodded, opened his mouth and spit out a purple flying sword. He had already flew out of the arena. After a while, he came to the gate of a secret experimental building at Donghua Road School.

Standing at the gate of 12 schools, he greeted the gatekeeper, then released the power of his soul to verify his identity. Lu Chongyang stepped into the formation and entered the building.

But when he arrived at the back hall on the first floor, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his pupils seemed to shrink into a needle tip.

‘It’s bloody smell.’

A purple flying sword surrounded him. Lu Chongyang stretched out his hand and another sword energy soared into the sky. After warning the Taoist school, he slowly passed through the gate of the back hall.

Then his breath suddenly sank, and the purple flying sword transformed into hundreds of sword shadows, surrounding him.

I saw a headless corpse lying on the ground not far away, and blood almost filled the surrounding ground.

Looking up, you can see a person's head being nailed to the ceiling, his eyes wide open, full of reluctance and anger.

‘It’s Xing Jun.’

But what made Lu Chongyang so alert was not Xing Jun's body, but the person standing in front of the body.

"Li Xiuzhu!"

Li Xiuzhu turned around helplessly, looked at Lu Chongyang and said, "You may not believe it when you say it, I just arrived."

At the same time, due to Lu Chongyang's warning, the formation of the entire building started to run, and a famous monk came to the back hall and surrounded Li Xiuzhu.

Behind Lu Chongyang, his body was surrounded by golden sword energy. The sword energy in the void was still floating and wandering, and the entire back hall seemed to have become a world of swords in an instant.

In this sword world, the ceiling was directly opened. Zhao Shou stepped on the void and walked down step by step. The surging sword energy was released towards the entire building, and completely surrounded Li Xiuzhu.

Li Xiuzhu's eyelids slowly drooped and sighed: "It seems you don't want to listen to my explanation."

Zhao Shouyi said coldly: "Xing Jun is dead. You surrender now, so we can talk about it."
Chapter completed!