God-level full-time system

Looking at Xu Yi's bright smile, Elder Mu He nodded heavily and laughed loudly: "Haha, okay! OK!! Listen to the Xue Jian Sect, Xu Yisheng!!"

"OK!!"

"pretty!"

"This Xu Yi won for no reason. Isn't it all up to the power of inferior bombs? Is it his own ability?"

When the Xue Jian Sect side won, the people who supported them were naturally excited and shouted. However, some martial arts people who supported or remained neutral could not help but muttered in their hearts.

The main reason why Xu Yi was able to win was not because of how powerful his cultivation was and how profound his sword skills were. To put it bluntly, he was far from Wu Yang's opponent in these two aspects.

"What a Xu Yi, I heard that Xue Jian Sect has produced many talents!"

Faced with the doubts of many people, Wan Han on the platform spoke loudly without hesitation and praised: "How far can this kid's eyes see?"

"It's not obvious or revealing on weekdays. At critical moments, I'm really a reliable person!"

Yinglang from the audience gently stroked the bangs on his forehead, his eyes flashed with light, and he said, "It's resourceful, has he seen through the entire situation before he started the battle?"

"Tearing that Xue Jian Sect has the second son, it seems that it will become stronger again in the next hundred years."

Ying Yi, who was not sitting on the platform, stood next to his son, nodded and said, "From the beginning, he used sneak attacks and words to anger Wu Yang, he had already arranged the subsequent plan, which was quite meaningful.

The pedal not only allowed him to distance himself from Wu Yang, but the most important thing was to step out of the hole and shake off the storage bag on his waist at the same time. All the opponent's attention was placed on his movements.

This detail was cleverly concealed."

"In the end, when the latter took action with anger and lost his mind, he used the guise of inferior bombs to deceive Wu Yang in time and lowered his vigilance. Until he finally actually threw out a inferior bomb that had been kept in advance, it was still a trick."

"Everything is to lay the foundation for the power of the concentrated explosion of a pile of inferior bombs in the storage bag in the last storage bag."

"If all this is not a coincidence, then his mind is really terrible!"

Wang Ye swallowed and spitted. He originally thought that Xu Yi won a little inexplicably, and even had a lot of luck. But now after listening to Yinglang and Ying Yi's analysis, he immediately took a breath.

Will such prediction and foresight be possessed by that seemingly ordinary boy?

"With this brain, this guy will definitely not be a person in the pool in the future." Wang Dahui grinned. If others would suspect Xu Yi had already calculated the whole battle, then he would have already

No doubt at all.

"Since you borrowed twenty inferior bombs from me, I'm afraid you've already had some confusion in your heart?"

Facing Xu Yi who had jumped off the stage, Wang Dachu stepped forward and patted his shoulder and asked softly.

"Uh, if I were the first to go on stage, I would definitely not pay much attention to me when I saw the weakest strength here." Xu Yi shrugged and said, "My little cleverness is the only one who is more dull.

Only guys can exert their power.”

Logically speaking, as the challenger, Tingxue Sword Sect first sent disciples and those who made the move should have the advantage of choosing the people they sent, but in Xu Yi's calculations, it was even more of this.

They all considered it and took advantage of the other party's original advantages to successfully add another insurance for their own strategy!

"It would be terrible if you were enemies with you."

Wang Dachui touched the bridge of his nose and also felt a strong appreciation for Xu Yi.

In the hands of such people, fighting is not just about the competition and collision of internal strength, **, and combat skills. It is also about the operation and calculation of mind and wisdom.

In the hands of such people, combat has long been sublimated into an art.

"You're not wronged to lose, okay, don't be depressed."

Wan Xing stared at the Tingxue Sword Sect, the hot color in his pupils became stronger and stronger. He grinned and said, "I really didn't expect that even I was plotted into it by that guy unknowingly, Li Feng,

The second game, you go!"

The main battle platform has become bumpy and messy by Xu Yi and Wu Yang's battle, but it cannot cause the delay of the martial arts association.

After receiving Wan Xing's order, the tallest and strongest man among the five of them lined up the people in front of him and walked to the front of the stage, saying in a hushed voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely smash them!"

"Okay, OK, I don't have your brain, but my iron fists are not easy to talk to!"

On the other side, Zhang Quan from the Xuejian Sect smiled and came out, moved his wrists and twisted his neck, making a "crackling" sound like fried beans.

"Zhang Quan!"

Just as he was about to go on stage, Wang Dachu suddenly called him from behind, then patted his shoulder heavily, his eyes as deep as water, and he spoke word by word: "Remember, the shock of the moment is like the sky

Thunder, as stable as the earth."

"oh."

After hearing Wang Dachui's words, Zhang Quan frowned and nodded in a vague way. He didn't understand what the two mantras Wang Dachui suddenly said to him were meant.

Wang Dachui smiled with confidence. These two melody sentences were the general outline of the physical cultivation techniques he found from Yunxiake's inheritance.

Although there are tens of millions of paths to physical cultivation, in the final analysis, it is only a few sentences to summarize.

Every movement and one still.

The moment of shocking shadow is like thunder, and stable as the earth!

Li Feng and Zhang Quan came to the stage. At the warning of Elder Muhe, the two sides set apart and officially started the second disciple fight.

"Boy, I heard that you have practiced the physical practice of steel!"

Grinning, Li Feng's big copper bell-like eyes were full of disdain and said, "I am born with divine power. The aunt comes out of the womb and is thick in skin and flesh, and has a huge strength. I don't know, your small body can

You can't compete with me!"

"Give it a try!"

Zhang Quan snorted coldly. Both of them were straight and didn't have that much effort. After the martial arts meeting officially began, they both shouted loudly, and at the same time rushed towards the other side like a bull!

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!!"

The muffled sound of fist to the flesh made the scalp numb. These two guys were like two human-shaped beasts, smashing their heavy fists towards their opponents. You go back and forth,

There is no fancy to advance and retreat.

Although this kind of combat is not as gorgeous as those dazzling combat skills, it is like the boxing on the earth before Wang Dahui, full of violent beauty that makes people frightened while watching it.

, but I can't stop.

"boom!"

The two collided hard again, and Zhang Quan's swelling arms slammed heavily on Li Feng's chest, but the latter was also beaten with blood. He roared wildly, and his body did not retreat at all. Instead, he turned his backhand.

He hugged Zhang Quan's body, stretched his right leg high, and hit Zhang Quan's back with his knee!

"Ahem..."

His eyes opened angrily, and Zhang Quan was suddenly hit hard, snorted, coughed up a few strands of blood, and felt like his body was about to fall apart.

"Your strength is still far from it!"

With a sneer, Li Feng smashed Zhang Quan's body heavily and roared: "It's not that he is born with divine power and wants to practice physical cultivation. He is such an idiot!"

"Bang!"

It was like a firecracker that was furious. Zhang Quan turned into a black shadow under everyone's horror gaze and fell rapidly towards the audience!

"Bang!"

But when his body reached the edge of the ring, Zhang Quan seemed to have pulled up a little bit, and he slammed hard on the main platform with one foot. The powerful force made his entire foot sink into the table.

In the middle, he forced himself to stabilize his body.

"Now, it's just the beginning."

With a dark face, he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Quan clenched his fists and said intimately: "Even that boy Xu Yi defeated his opponent, how could I lose?!"

"Violent steel body!!!"

Blood was pouring out, but Zhang Quan's body became taller than before. His sleeves were tightly tight. After using violent steel bodies, the wild and tragic aura in his body suddenly became strong.

"Come on! The theory of martial arts, one horizontally and one vertically, whoever falls will be defeated!!" (To be continued...)

ps: After the smart art battle is over, hehe, come with something simple and crude!