God of War: I’m dying, can I meet?

Outside the door, all the elders and disciples of the True Martial Hall had solemn faces.

They saw Nangong Zhenwu and the guests enter the martial arts hall with their own eyes.

No one was allowed to watch the battle.

This aroused their curiosity even more.

"The hall master and the guest are going to compete in martial arts!" "The hall master

has already stepped into the Great Grandmaster, and there are only a handful of our Great Grandmasters in Great Xia, has anyone beaten him?"

"So, I'm afraid the guest is going to be abused!" Hearing

the disciple's words, a white-haired elder coughed dryly, "That's not necessarily, that guest is a big man." These

words made the disciples all gather around, looking at the white-haired elder as if asking for knowledge.

"Elder, who is that big man?"

"Yes, I haven't seen him on TV, but the hall master attaches so much importance to him and made us all stand for hours waiting for him, it must be a famous person!"

The white-haired elder snorted lightly: "Famous people will appear on TV, but the top big people, TV is not qualified to broadcast them." Hearing

this, the disciples became even more curious about Xiao Junlin's identity.

"Elder, who is that guest?"

"Elder tell us quickly!" The

white-haired elder's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed, because he didn't know who it was.

"That big man, it's not for you little disciples to know.

He pretended to be mysterious, which made the group of disciples even more confused.

And at this moment, a strong aura of internal strength erupted in the martial arts hall.

With the sound of fists and feet colliding, everyone knew that the battle inside had begun

!"It's so intense!This is the hall master's shot!""

The sound of the collision of hands is so fast, I can imagine the picture!"

Some disciples wanted to get closer, but they didn't dare.

Seeing this, the white-haired elder motioned for them to step back, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and moved closer, thinking about peeking a few times outside the door of the martial arts hall.

But the next moment, a wave of true qi swept out, directly shocking the white-haired elder three meters away.

"Elder Chen!"

"Elder, are you okay?"

a group of disciples hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Elder Chen was so frightened that his legs and feet were a little weak, obviously frightened.

He judged that this true qi was fortunately only the aftermath of the battle, and if he was attacked head-on, he was afraid that at that moment, he would either be dead or injured.

"Is this the battle of the Great Grandmasters?"

Elder Chen asked himself that in the eyes of ordinary people, he was also a generation of martial arts masters, but compared to the Great Grandmaster, he was still far behind.

The battle in the tournament hall continues.

And the sound of fists and feet colliding became more and more intensive.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Although no one dared to go up and peek again, they were all listening intently.

It wasn't until the twenty-eighth minute that the sound of the fight stopped.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the closed door, knowing that the battle was decided.

The door was opened.

Everyone in the True Martial Hall and Lin Tiezhu looked over.

At this time, Xiao Junlin and Nangong Zhenwu slowly walked out, and there were still residual internal strength fluctuations on the two of them, so you can imagine how fierce the battle was.

Nangong Zhenwu was panting like a cow, and there were beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

And Xiao Jun was calm.

Everyone thought that in this battle, their hall master was hanging.

But the next moment, I saw Xiao Junlin arching his hand to Nangong Zhenwu and said: "The master of the Zhenwu Hall is worthy of being the orthodoxy of ancient martial arts, I am defeated, and I am convinced."

His words also made everyone present uproar.

Except for Lin Tiezhu's swarthy face full of disbelief, the people in the True Martial Hall all had smiles on their faces.

They knew how fierce the battle had just been.

also saw Nangong Zhenwu's exhausted appearance now.

However, their hall master still won!

"The hall master is mighty!" "The hall master is mighty!"

Hearing the shouts of the disciples and elders, Nangong Zhenwu was not happy at all.

He pulled Xiao Junlin, went to the inner hall again, and ordered everyone to retreat, Nangong Zhenwu looked at Xiao Junlin seriously.

"Why let me?".