The Dragon from Hell

"What! He fell down again? What happened just now?"

Seeing this Xuanjing disciple fall down again, some people could no longer sit still. They stood up after slapping the table, staring at the scene with wide eyes in disbelief.

Some people even rubbed their eyes hard in disbelief, not seeing what happened just now.

After Miao Jin approached, he just touched the disciple lightly, and the disciple knelt down?

Even if Miao Jin was a master of the Earth Realm, he would not be crushed to this extent, right?

What happened?

The Wumeng disciples were in an uproar, not only because Miao Jin's move was really strange, but also because the two disciples who had fought with him did not even have the strength to get up after their bodies went limp.

What's more exaggerated is that the Xuanjing disciple stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

When the Wumeng disciples came forward to help him, they found that... he was dead!

"Young Master, the person is dead!"

The disciple who went to check the breath reported to Wu Mian tremblingly, and Wu Mian did not even think: "How is this possible!"

The disciple was brought by him from Longdu. Although he was not a gifted disciple, he was only in the early stage of Xuan realm at the age of 38.

But even if he was to lose to Miao Jin, he would not die without even a chance to resist.

This is absolutely impossible!

"Cheating, it must be cheating!"

Xu Yu screamed out immediately, pointing at Qin Feng and scolding: "You are too despicable, you actually cheated in the ring!"

Qin Feng smiled indifferently: "Not as good as others is cheating? Since you say we cheated, you should produce evidence instead of shouting without evidence. So many people are watching, if you can't produce evidence, people will think that you can't afford to lose in the martial arts alliance."

"Besides, the ring is originally a place to win by any means. As long as we don't drug or bribe before the ring starts, no matter what means are used, the living one is the winner."

"If you die, you lose."

Qin Feng blocked Xu Yu with a few words.

At the same time, he also found that he had overestimated Wu Mian, the genius.

Chu Tiankuo next to him came over with some surprise: "Okay, Xiaofeng, this kid is actually a master of poison, killing people invisibly. Let him go, it is indeed much more appropriate than me!"

Sure enough, Chu Tiankuo also saw it.

Qin Feng did exactly what he said, that was the idea.

Chu Tiankuo could certainly win easily if he went up.

But it was no big deal to fight eight or ten people, but there were hundreds of Wumeng disciples today, and the continuous round-robin battles would definitely exhaust his physical strength.

If Wumeng sent out another expert at this time, Chu Tiankuo would definitely lose.

And Chu Tiankuo's influence was so great that Wumeng would definitely try every means to get rid of him.

It was hard to guarantee that after Chu Tiankuo's physical strength was exhausted, the experts sent by Wumeng would not kill him, so as to clip Qin Feng's wings.

And Qin Feng asked Miao Jin to go because Miao Jin was an expert in Gu poison.

In the current Dragon Country martial arts, people who can use Gu poison are already very rare, so ordinary people may not even be able to see it, let alone deal with it.

And Miao Jin would not consume too much energy to kill people, even if there were hundreds of them.

The other party wanted to play a Tian Ji horse race, using hundreds of Wumeng disciples to exchange for Chu Tiankuo.

Then he would use the same trick and let Miao Jin go on the field, and easily wipe out hundreds of Wumeng people.

If Wumeng sent ordinary disciples to the field next, more people would die.

As for Qin Feng's overestimation of Wu Mian, it was because Wu Mian had not seen the means used by Miao Jin until now.

This shows that his realm is not much different from Miao Jin.

Wumeng Tianjiao, it seems to be in vain.

"Liu Yang, you go..."

Wu Mian was just planning to send another stronger disciple to go up. Even if he couldn't defeat Miao Jin, at least he could hold on for a while and consume Miao Jin's physical strength.

But before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man next to him said in a low voice: "Okay, don't send anyone!"

Wu Mian was stunned, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Uncle Six, why?"

"Idiot!" Uncle Six lowered his voice and cursed: "Can't you see? That kid is using poison. Unless your realm completely crushes his people, no matter how many people you send, you will just die. Even if you are prepared, you will be timid in the fight, and sooner or later you will fall into his trap."

"Moreover, I suspect he is using the Gu poison technique, which is already very rare in martial arts!"

"Gu poison!"

Hearing these two words, Wu Mian's eyes widened instantly.

Xu Yu on the side was indignant: "Using poison? Then aren't they just cheating? It's really hateful, I'll go and expose them now!"

"Okay!” Uncle Six shouted angrily and stopped Xu Yu directly: “I just said that in the ring, life and death are determined by fate. Unless you admit defeat, no matter what means they use to kill you, you are inferior to them.”

“If you jump out and expose it at this time, it will only make us more embarrassed!”

As he said, he also glanced at Wu Mian: “With such an idiot around you, how can you grow up? Just rely on the people we give you? We asked you to go to the Wu League to train and select your subordinates, and you chose such a group of good-for-nothings? "

Xu Yu was scolded so much that he dared not speak, while Wu Mian's face turned red and white after being taught a lesson.

He understood what Uncle Six meant.

At the same age, he had such good resources as the Wu League and the Hidden Mountain Gate, but apart from the people assigned to him by the Mountain Gate and the Wu League, the people he recruited were either idiots like Xu Yu who only knew how to show off and cause trouble, or were killed instantly when they went on stage like just now.

And Qin Feng only brought four people, and sent the most inconspicuous Miao Jin, which had already given them the loudest slap in the face of the Wu League.

With such a comparison, the gap between them was immediately revealed.

Although he was not convinced, he still did not dare to talk back.

"Okay, too much time has been wasted today. It is meaningless for you to send people to die. It doesn't take much effort for them to kill hundreds of you."

Seeing Uncle Six say this, Wu Mian was still a little dissatisfied: "But Uncle Six, if you don't send people, how can you test their trump cards? ”

“Haha, do you think the others are all fools and can’t see that we want to fight a round-robin battle to bully them because they have fewer people?”

“If it succeeds, it’s fine. The winner is the king and no one dares to say anything.”

“But if we send a hundred people and they all lose to one person, that’s shameful!”

Wu Mian felt aggrieved, but what his sixth uncle said was the truth.

He looked at Miao Jin and wanted to tear him apart himself.

“What should we do now?”

“Since the theme of today is that you want to step on the new Dragon Lord to make a big splash, let’s get straight to the point. You go in person and let everyone see the style of my Wumeng Tianjiao!”