Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

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But then again, with their mentality, even if they can find an ideal opponent, what's the use of winning a game or two?

Will they be able to fend off the challenges of other members of the same sect, win ten games in a row and become the champion?

Ha ha, the possibility is obviously unlikely!

They don't even have the courage to face Bai Siong, and they want to win ten games in a row to advance to the next round, it's ridiculous to think about it.

You must know that Bai Song is not very famous in the inner sect, and his strength is not even as good as Di Feng, and even Di Feng is not the top figure in the inner sect.

From this, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of challenges and pressure every inner disciple will face if he wants to become the ring master!

"Bai Siong, don't be too happy too soon. They dare not challenge you, but it doesn't mean we don't either!"

"Hmph, you are so confident just after winning two games, I think you are too happy!"

Suddenly a taunting voice sounded, several inner disciples came leisurely, looked at Bai Song on the ring coldly, with a look of disdain on their faces.

"Hmm! What did you say?" Bai Song's face darkened, and sharpness appeared in his eyes.

He had just won two games in a row, and he had already seen the hope of becoming the champion. Hearing the opponent's provocative words at this time, he couldn't help being furious, and his face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

He is no stranger to these two disciples, it can even be said that they are very familiar with them. They don't have a good relationship with him on weekdays, but they have never fought against each other before.

From the looks of it, the opponent is going to take the initiative to initiate a challenge in this sect martial arts meeting.

"Huang Hui, Tu Lang, you two talk too much, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

Bai Song scolded angrily, the cold light flickering between his brows.

"Hehe, we may not be sure about others, but if we challenge you, there is still hope." Huang Hui shook his yellow robe and shook his head with a smile.

"It's very promising. I think it's just holding hands and winning!" Tu Lang's face darkened, his thick black eyebrows twitched, and the two copper bell-like eyes on his blackish skin glowed like beasts. , looks palpitating.

"Hahahaha! You are so arrogant, since you are so sure, then come up!"

Bai Song waved his big hand and said coldly.

"Junior Brother Tu, will you come first or should I come first?" Huang Hui, the yellow robe disciple, frowned slightly, and glanced at the green robe disciple beside him.

"Whatever! It doesn't matter who comes first, anyway, the two of us will inevitably have a fight later!"

Tu Lang grinned, he doesn't care about these things, the implication is very obvious, it seems that Huang Hui will definitely be able to eliminate Bai Song, and the next competition will be between the two of them.

"Well, since this is the case, I will do my part."

Huang Hui obviously didn't care too much about these things, he jumped onto the ring in a flash, looking down on Bai Song, his aura rose rapidly, showing a tyrannical coercion.

Bai Song was scorned by the two for a while, and he had already suppressed his anger. When he saw the other party on the stage, he took the initiative to attack without saying a word, and launched an attack.

"Huang Hui, you will know my strength right away, and you will regret what you just said!"

Bai Song's figure flickered, and he swooped out with a whirl of white wind, his arms crossed suddenly, and two glaring white lights formed a "cross" shaped spiritual power and rushed out.

Boom!

Huang Hui stomped heavily on his right foot, and the whole arena shook. At the same time, a tyrannical force poured into his right arm from bottom to top.

With this huge force, he swung his right arm and blasted out. With a bang, a ball of yellow light suddenly exploded in front of him, which was extremely dazzling!

The dull roar carried with it crazily scattered spiritual power, covering half of the ring, and the tyrannical fluctuations of spiritual power turned into gusts of wind and swept away, shocking many viewpoint disciples.

"Hiss! Huang Hui is stronger than Jing Tong!"

"I'm afraid Bai Siong is not sure about it now?"

"It's hard to say, Bai Song has won two games in a row!"

Many disciples who watched the battle discussed for a while, and they all stared wide-eyed at the confrontation between the two sides.

I saw Bai Song's figure swaying, and the white spiritual power lingering around his body fluttered out instantly, and entangled towards Huang Hui without any explanation.

"Hiss! What kind of method is this?"

"Bai Siong actually has this ability?"

"What kind of skill is this?"

Many spectators were stunned and shocked.

Before this, Bai Siong's strikes have always been fierce and powerful, but the method displayed at this moment is completely different from the past. Afterwards, Huang Hui was bound tightly so that he could not break free!

"It makes no sense!"

After all, Huang Hui was also a genius in the inner sect, seeing this situation, he couldn't help being furious.

His complexion sank, and the aura around him rose instantly, and a glaring yellow light shot up from his body with a tyrannical force to attack the silk-like white spiritual power.

Boom... Boom!

The dull roar kept ringing, and the white spiritual power that was tightly wrapped around him was stretched and swelled.

Huang Hui's heart relaxed and his face beamed with joy, and he was about to jump out, but at the same time, Bai Song, who was opposite him, swung his arms wildly, taking advantage of the situation to launch an intensive attack.

Rumble!

Bai Song yelled loudly, swinging his arms like a windmill like a windmill, and white auras blasted like a torrential rain, making Huang Hui hard to look at the head and tail for a while, and his face became stiff and angry, and he cursed.

"That's unreasonable! Bai Si, is this your strength? How fucking despicable!"

"Hmph! Isn't this what strength is? I didn't use a magic weapon, so is there a problem?"

Of course, Bai Song didn't take it seriously, because this was a special family-inherited exercise he practiced, it was specially created for his special blood, and it was called "Thousand Silkworm Art".

Once entangled by the "silk threads" transformed by his spiritual power, it would be difficult for even those at the same level of profound realm to break free, but with just a moment's delay, he could take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack and completely defeat the opponent.

The fact is exactly like this, before the words died down, Bai Siong's spiritual power surged and he punched out with both fists.

At the same time, Huang Hui finally broke free from the entanglement of the white "silk thread" at the expense of his spiritual power, and his figure jumped into the air in a flash, and he wanted to fight back heavily.

Boom!

However, accompanied by a violent roar, two balls of white light suddenly shot towards him, and they bombarded his chest involuntarily.

Dao Dao's spiritual fluctuations, which were a pity to the naked eye, suddenly scattered, and directly volleyed him out of the ring.

"Ah...damn it! How unreasonable!"

Huang Hui's face was extremely ugly, and he was so angry that he cursed.

He had only shown nine out of ten of his strength, but he hadn't fully displayed it yet, and he ended up in such an embarrassing defeat, which made him so distraught and furious that he wished he could rush to the ring and beat Bai Song fiercely.

It's a pity that the rules are limited, once he falls off the ring, he will be eliminated, no matter how unwilling he is, he will have no chance. Looking at the furious Huang Hui, Bai Song stepped on the edge of the ring and laughed loudly!