Eternal Heart

Yuntian Peak.

There was a lot of chaos in the audience, which shocked the audience.

The beautiful young girl "Jiang Yun'er" who fell from the sky attracted the "crazy" of a group of male disciples.

Each of these people wants a hero to save the beauty, and to hold the beauty back, no matter how bad it is, they have to take advantage.

The number of people involved was as high as one or twenty, and dozens of people were involved.

"Ah! I came first!"

"Fuck off ... beauty is mine!"

In the crowd, some disciples collided with each other, their heads bleeding.

There were at least five or six people who were trampled, making a miserable howl.

Long Arm Boxing!

Thirteen willow leaves!

Under the scourge, there are many people who beat up, and Ding Ding wins.

Final Results.

Collided and restrained, no one held the beauty.

"what!"

With a scream, Jiang Yuner's body smashed into the crowd, and her complexion instantly turned red.

The several male disciples being smashed scrambled to hug the drag girl.

"Give me all!"

Jiang Yuner got soared and flew up to take out a few male disciples who took advantage of the opportunity to Fei Fei.

"Bang through!"

The crowd was dusty and knocked down a few more.

"quiet!"

A majestic voice, with a strong spirit of coercion, fell out of thin air.

霎时.

The disciples on the field seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, breathing qi and blood, all stagnant.

The audience was silent.

The sound of coercion came from the pavilion in the middle.

Sovereign Yun Yue's indifferent eyes glanced at the disciples and suppressed the scene.

just.

The scene just now made the middle and high level of Zongmen present look at each other with strange looks.

The middle pavilion.

"Is this pretty kid, having a relationship with Master Xia's female disciple?"

The old man with beard narrowed his eyes and looked up at Chen Yu.

Suddenly, he found the boy a little familiar.

Oh ... I remember, it was at Tianwu Pavilion, this son got "Bronze Statue Gong" from "Old Man Mao", I don't know how it is going.

The old man with white beard, that is, the grandfather of Nangong Li, had a brilliant look in his eyes.

"Huh! This is so rude and disrupts the order of Tabitha, Brother Suzerain, you said you should disqualify him."

Aunt Xia was slightly stunned, and a dignified and beautiful jade face revealed a trace of discomfort.

Obviously.

The aunt Xia, who is known as the "Xia Yu fairy", was dissatisfied with Chen Yu's behavior.

Chen Yu's lack of pity for women is enough to disgust most women.

not to mention.

Chen Yu and Auntie Xia's female disciple Mu Xueqing had some emotional conflicts.

"Disqualified?"

Sovereign Yunyue shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this is a bit of a big deal. This son didn't violate the rules of the big game. As long as he let his opponent out of the game, he really won, and he was impeccable. Furthermore, he didn't maliciously hurt any of his disciples. "

He whispered in his heart, and the boy didn't understand pity and love too much. A lovely little girl was thrown out of office.

Xia Xiangu's speech was stagnant, and indeed she could not pick out Chen Yu's principled errors.

"Chen Yu! Today's shame, Jiang Yuner will not give up! You wait for me--"

Jiang Yuner was angry and stared at Chen Yu with a look of hatred.

Chen Yu touched her nose and grabbed the hand of the girl's slim legs, leaving a hint of fragrance, and sniffed hard.

I knew I would be retaliated, so I should pinch myself.

Ugh.

Chen Yu shook his head, slightly remorseful. With his expression, Jiang Yuner was flushed with blood, almost did not frantic on the spot.

After this battle, Chen Yu won four games in a row!

Huh!

Chen Yu's name suddenly rose to the top on the formation board.

No. 99, Chen Yu, 4 points.

Because the fourth round immediately followed, he made his first appearance, so he temporarily topped the list.

"I'll go! Does this have a sense of reason?"

"This guy can throw him at random, and he can also rank first."

The disciples were very speechless, especially those who had been "thrown and smashed".

the other side.

In the circle of the wicked, Hu Yiba, Huang Yuan, Wang Lingyun, and others were extremely gloomy.

"Win four games in a row and stay at the top for the first time! This kid will not be the 'black horse' this year."

Yang Fan muttered in a low voice.

If you change to him and have good luck, you may be able to win four games in a row, but I'm afraid you can't do as much as Chen Yu, throwing people at will to win.

"Rest assured. This kid is just strong."

Wang Lingyun groaned.

The words dark horse made his heart sink.

This was what he was most worried about, but it was happening.

"strong?"

Huang Yuan and Hu Yiba grinned at the news.

To say that the strength is strong.

Ten miles before the outside door, several were very arrogant.

Right now.

Huang Yuan cultivated his family skills and practiced external skills from an early age.

Hu Yiba, practiced the family biography "The King of Halberds". Just listen to the word "overlord", you can imagine how powerful he is.

But the two did not know. Wang Lingyun had reservations about Chen Yu. The biggest feature of Chen Yu's "Bronze Statue Gong" is not its power.

time flies.

The fourth round of random battles quickly passed.

In this round, some disciples who are not strong are eliminated.

Of course, there are some talents that are not bad, but disciples with bad luck, such as those who have encountered the top ten and top twenty disciples in a row.

At the moment the array method board.

There are not many people who can maintain the winning streak, only 20 or 30 people.

Even the last ten disciples can't guarantee a winning streak.

For example, Yang Fan encountered Nangong Li in the first round, losing one match and losing three times.

The knockout round begins.

Not long after.

Chen Yu appeared again, and the disciples off the court, there was another boo and alert.

"Chen Yu, you'd better stop throwing people. There are big people on it who think you are suspected of disrupting order."

A voice sounded in Chen Yu's ear.

Chen Yu glanced at him, a law enforcement referee on the side, speaking to him.

The transmission of sound is dense, at least it must be done during the dirty period.

Can't throw any more?

Chen Yu muttered in his heart, which big man did he offend?

"Okay! If you don't throw, don't throw."

Chen Yu didn't care, he looked at a boy opposite him.

"Don't throw me ... I confess!"

Opposite to the young man, only the middle-term cultivation of Tongmai, knowing that he was defeated by Chen Yu, quickly gave up.

It is a trivial matter to be defeated. It is too shameful to be dropped and carried away.

Give up!

This is the first time Chen Yu has encountered the test.

It seems that his prestige is gradually established in the minds of a group of disciples.

Five in a row!

Chen Yu grinned and walked off the contest.

The fifth round of the test ended faster.

On the one hand, some participants have been eliminated, and the number has decreased.

In addition, some powerful figures, such as Duan Xiaolong, Hu Yiba, Nangong Li, and others, their opponents will decisively admit defeat.

The fifth round is over.

Look at the rankings on the array board.

"Five-game winning streak, only twenty-three are left ..."

The rankings on the matrix board have attracted a lot of attention.

Of course, some dim names came out and some disciples were eliminated.

The sixth round begins!

In the following battles, powerful disciples fought frequently and were in full swing.

some of.

A battle caused a panic.

"Iron sand palm!"

A young boy with a slightly dark face, with a glowing inner breath in his palm, looks like a hot iron sand, with a magnificent momentum.

His opponent is a Chinese-faced man.

"Pop!"

The young man, like a palm of hot iron, beat the man with the national character face back and forth.

"How come! Who is that young boy who can't fight the" Zheng Dong "that ranked 11th last time."

"Iron Palm"? Isn't this low-level martial art? "

The disciples couldn't help marveling.

A low-level boxing method can actually suppress the 11th Zheng Dong.

"The pinnacle of boxing!"

Chen Yu saw something strange.

Outside the court, some middle and senior levels in Zongmen were also slightly surprised.

It is not easy to practice a martial art to the highest level and understand its true meaning.

Even if it is low-level martial arts, reaching its peak, the power is amazing.

Not to mention, the young man also has Tongmai post-mortem.

After a few rounds.

Huh!

The national character face "Zheng Dong" was beaten out of the competition.

"Under Cao Lei, we have made the offer."

The teenager's voice is smooth, not arrogant or impatient.

Huh!

On the formation line, the name of the boy "Cao Lei" rushed to the forefront.

Take a closer look.

The result of the young Cao Lei was actually six consecutive victories!

"Black horse! Another black horse!"

"I've seen this guy and I've been working hard all the time. I didn't expect it to be a hit today."

Some disciples talked privately.

Cao Lei's performance in combat reached the top ten with little problem.

"Number 99 to number 33."

The referee's voice sounded and Chen Yu's turn came again.

On the stage.

"Wang Lingyun!"

Chen Yu looked at a familiar boy in Tsing Yi across from him, and couldn't help but look at it.

33, it is Wang Lingyun.

The corner of Chen Yu's mouth evoked a touch of play.

Until the sixth round of the game, he finally met Wang Lingyun.

"bad!"

Wang Lingyun didn't know it well. But if he confessed immediately before Chen Yu, he couldn't.

Even if you lose, you have to be decent.

Wang Lingyun had a plan, with a look of alert, that he could not be thrown out of office.

Iron Cloud Claw!

Wang Lingyun stepped forward steadily, his single claw swept through a sharp inner breath, and his energy was sharp and harsh, making people feel a chill.

Compared to the last time, Wang Lingyun's martial arts has obviously improved.

"open!"

Chen Yu smashed with a punch, huge strength and overbearing internal interest, directly hit Wang Lingyun with a punch.

puff!

There was a trace of blood on Wang Lingyun's mouth, and his face was shocked. He never thought that he couldn't even take a punch.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the opposite boy was blurred.

Grunt!

When the strong wind came, Wang Lingyun secretly said that it was not good, but he was afraid that Chen Yu would throw himself out.

however.

The next feeling is not the feeling of being caught.

boom!

A heavy foot hits Wang Lingyun's **** eyes from behind.

"Alas—"

Wang Lingyun only felt a tingling pain in the chrysanthemum, and screamed sternly.

Huh!

The next moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he was kicked vigorously and kicked out of the contest.

thump!

Some disciples in the audience had long been alert, and Wang Lingyun directly dropped a dog shit.

just.

What surprised everyone this time was that instead of throwing people, Chen Yu switched to fetters.

"Ah! My **** ..."

Wang Lingyun climbed up reluctantly, dripping with cold sweat on his forehead. He pressed his hand on his buttock, like a lame old man, walking for a while.

The referee stared straight and glanced at Chen Yu.

"I haven't thrown people this time, can't I use my feet?"

Chen Yu lowered her voice.

The referee jerked, waved the flag, and announced Chen Yu's six-game winning streak!