Maoshan Ghost King

That group of dragon energy broke free from Shao Xiaolong's body, and directly turned into a long golden dragon, with a dull sound of dragon roar, resounding across the sky, and then rammed into the chest of the monk Zhikong.

When the stick in Monk Zhikong's hand was about to hit Shao Xiaolong's body, the real dragon condensed from the dragon's energy slammed into Monk Zhikong's chest.

Under this collision, the Buddha's power condensed by the monk Zhikong dissipated instantly, and even he himself uttered a muffled grunt, flew more than ten meters in the air, and then fell heavily into the crowd.

The force of the collision was too fierce, and the people who were watching the ring next to the ring did not dare to reach out to pick up the monk Zhikong, fearing that they would be hit by Chiyu.

When I looked at the monk Zhikong again, after falling to the ground, he smashed the ground out of a pit. The body rolled a lot of circles before stopping, spouting a mouthful of blood, and the person immediately passed out.

The scene just now was too dangerous. When Monk Zhikong’s stick hit him, Shao Xiaolong also made a sudden move. If Shao Xiaolong used the power of a real dragon to catch Shao Xiaolong’s stick, it would not be a problem at all, but he chose Offense.

This is basically a life-threatening style of play. If the power of the true dragon doesn't attack the monk Zhikong first, he will have to take that stick with his head. Either you die or I die.

But at that moment, Shao Xiaolong relied on his keen insight and judgment, and it was just a few tenths of a second. He took the initiative and let the power of the true dragon hit Monk Zhikong first, saving himself, and also taking the monk Zhikong To beat down the ring.

This move, Shao Xiaolong shot very hard, if he is not heavy, he will undoubtedly die.

Fortunately, his judgment was completely correct, and his shot was just right. Between life and death, he defeated Monk Zhikong with one move.

Seeing that Monk Zhikong was knocked out of the ring, everyone took a breath.

This competition is not unfavorable, the previous one was dazzling, thrilling and exciting.

When Monk Zhikong passed out, a group of monks from Dharma Cave of Shaolin Temple gathered around and helped the young monk Zhikong from the ground.

Then Shao Xiaolong took a deep breath, with cold sweat on his forehead, standing on a messy arena, arching his hand in the direction of Monk Zhikong, and said politely: "Offended... "

A big monk in Bodhidharma Cave of Shaolin Temple glanced at that Shao Xiaolong. That big monk must be more than eighty years old. Ge Yu didn't know what this person was called, but his cultivation level must be terrifying. Shao Xiaolong saluted here, and the great monk also paid a salute right afterwards, and said politely: "Amitabha... the benefactor is a good method, you have won."

"Thank you for this master's absurd praise, it's just a little better luck here." Shao Xiaolong said politely.

The master nodded, and then retreated with Monk Zhikong.

Look at the arena on which Shao Xiaolong is standing. It can no longer be called an arena. The arena made up of hundreds of huge bluestone slabs has become a ruin. There is no complete stone. The shattering of human sword aura and the power of clubs is enough to see how terrifying the fight just now was.

With the sound of the gong, the person presiding over the ring announced that Shao Xiaolong had won the ring.

Because of the fight just now, that Shao Xiaolong's spiritual power is also very expensive, even if it is supported by the power of a real dragon, he can't hold it at this moment.

At that moment, Shao Xiaolong stepped off the ring, found a place to sit down, then closed his eyes, began to adjust his breath and restore his spiritual power.

The ten elders temporarily decided that the final match, that is, Ge Yu vs. Shao Xiaolong, will take place in an hour. For the sake of fairness, Shao Xiaolong is left with a period of time to recover spiritual power.

However, Ge Yu was also injured in yesterday's competition, and the injury was not minor, so it was fair to both sides to postpone it by one hour.

After this competition came down, the people under the ring once again discussed that Shao Xiaolong was able to win this competition, both as expected and unexpected.

And after watching Shao Xiaolong’s entire battle, Ge Yu was a little uneasy. The strength of Shao Xiaolong in front of him was so powerful that he defeated the monk Zhikong in Damo Cave, but Ge Yu faintly felt that this Shao Xiaolong still didn't fully show his hole cards, and he might have even more powerful tricks for himself.

Shao Xiaolong was basically the biggest black horse to be killed in this martial arts competition, which was beyond everyone's accident.

The black little girl standing next to Ge Yu looked at Shao Xiaolong, who was sitting there adjusting his breath, and then said to Ge Yu: "I'm going, this kid is so fierce, even Monk Zhikong was defeated. Now, Xiao Jiu, how sure are you capable of overturning him?"

Ge Yu looked up at Hei Xiaose, and asked, "If you go against him, can you win?"

"No, this kid is too strong. I don't think he will be able to support him to display the power of the true dragon." Hei Xiaose said without thinking.

"How many people in Huaxia can possess the power of a true dragon? As far as I know, there is a powerful dragon soul among the sword souls of Brother Xiaojiu. It was passed down from his ancestors. How sacred is Shao Xiaolong? , How can there be a real dragon body protection?" Zhong Jinliang also wondered.

Ge Yu shook his head and said: "I don't know this. His origin is very mysterious. The ten elders don't know where Shao Xiaolong came from. The land of the South China Sea does not seem to have a strong family of cultivation. If it’s, it’s already well-known in China, so why not come out to grab the limelight at this time."

"Brother Yu, you should be more careful. If it is really lost, we will give in. We have already beaten this time. We are not the leader, we are second. We are already very good." Zhong Jinliang said with relief.

Ge Yu didn't reply. He kept looking in Shao Xiaolong's direction. Shao Xiaolong seemed to have a reaction. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Ge Yu.

His eyes met, Shao Xiaolong smiled slightly, nodded towards Ge Yu, and then closed his eyes again.

At this moment, Ge Yu suddenly walked over to him.

"Master Long Hua..." Hei Xiaose and Zhong Jinliang hurriedly saluted Master Long Hua.

The head teacher Long Hua waved his hand and walked directly to Ge Yu. Ge Yu quickly got up and said, "Brother head teacher, what are you looking for me?"

"Well, you are about to fight for the top prize soon. There is nothing to give you as a senior. I have a talisman painted by a fairy in Maoshan. Take it."