The Strongest Qi Refiner

As soon as these words came out, the faces of those monks who came to set up a familiar face all changed, and they froze in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

"Get out of here quickly." Du Hongtian said coldly.

The group of monks turned pale, and immediately dispersed and returned to the auditorium.

Du Hongtian sat on the spot, raised his hand to touch his smooth head, his eyes were dark.

"Master Du calm down, your reputation is too loud to make these monks want to attach themselves to you..." Sitting at the side was an extremely coquettish, beautiful woman with an excellent figure.

The identity of this woman was well known to many monks present.

This is the famous beautiful witch of Pinguchi, Fenque.

As one of the judges of this year's physical training competition, she sat beside Du Hongtian.

Hearing what Fen Que said, Du Hongtian turned his head, glanced at the extremely prominent parts of the beautiful woman, and said with a smile: "Then you...do you want to be attached to me?"

Fen Que covered her mouth and smiled softly, her winking eyes turned white, and she said coquettishly, "Master Du is so... how can I not love you?"

"Haha... In that case, should you go back with me tonight?" Du Hongtian raised his hand, put it directly on Fenque's lap, and said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Fenque replied with a bone-crushing soft voice.

Du Hongtian's eyes were full of heat, and he turned his head to look at the stage in front of him, with a little impatience in his eyes.

He just wanted to quickly end things here, bring Fanque back to Zhenwu Tizong... and then do some things he loves to do.

At this moment, the other monks sitting in the referee's seat were carefully watching the situation of Du Hongtian and Fenque.

Seeing the two flirting, the monks were full of envy.

A beautiful witch like Fenque, who is powerful and seductive to the core, is completely their dream lover.

But Fenque's eyes are higher than the top, and only a leader like Du's head can have a chance to win her favor.

...

Fang Yu and Chen Ye came to Shanwu City, asked passers-by, and rushed directly to the martial arts gym in the center of the city.

However, when we arrived at the entrance of the museum, we were told that the inside was full and we could no longer enter.

"Is it true that we can't go in anymore? We came from a far away..." Fang Yu said.

"You can go in if you want." The monk guarding the gate stretched out his left hand with a mean smile on his face.

"This world is full of filth." Fang Yu also smiled.

"What are you talking about?" the monk guarding the gate frowned and said coldly.

In the next second, his whole body trembled suddenly, and then he bowed blankly and said, "Please come in."

Fang Yu and Chen Ye strutted into the martial arts hall.

The monk guarding the door raised his palm and began to slap himself hard.

"I'm not a thing, I'm a bitch..." The gatekeeper monk scolded himself while slapping himself.

This stunned the subsequent monks.

...

"There are so many people?"

After entering the martial arts gym, Fang Yu was surprised by the crowds.

"It seems that there are still many physical repairs on the southern border?" Fang Yu said.

"It's not that there are many physical repairs, but that most people like to watch the competition between physical repairs." Chen Ye said, "Compared to the confrontation of spells, the fist-to-body competition between physical repairs is more passionate and passionate, so no matter What kind of competition is it, as long as there is physical training, it will be particularly lively."

"Of course, if you like to watch, you like to watch. The amount of physical training is still very small... After all, physical training is much more difficult than normal training."

Fang Yu nodded and said nothing.

Because there were too many people at the scene, the front view was blocked.

There was no other way, Fang Yu could only push forward with Chen Ye.

"start!"

At this time, the competition on the martial arts platform had already begun.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fang Yu and Chen Ye, who were pushing forward in the crowd, could only hear the sound of explosions hitting the flesh, accompanied by bursts of cheers and exclamations.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely warm.

However, when Fang Yu and Chen Ye finally squeezed to the front and could see the situation on the stage, the competition was over.

The loser fell to the ground with blood all over his face.

The winner stood on the stage, raised his hands, and accepted the cheers.

The winner is shirtless, showing muscular muscles, and has a prominent black tattoo on his right arm.

The man's eyes were cold, and his face stained with the opponent's blood was even more fierce, and his aura was extremely powerful.

After receiving the cheers, the man looked around again, scanning everyone with cold and cruel eyes.

Then, he slowly stepped off the stage.

Fang Yu sized up the man, his eyes flickering slightly.

According to Chen Ye, even in Datianchenxing, physical cultivation is still a minority.

But compared to Earth, this place already counts too much, at least there is a competition specially set up for physical training.

Therefore, Fang Yu is also very interested now.

He wanted to know how strong the physical training here could show.

After this round of competition ended, the next round soon came.

On both sides of the field, one of them was wearing a black suit with a fist mark on his right arm.

As soon as he played, the cheers of the audience were extremely warm, completely suppressing the opponent.

"Who is this guy?" Fang Yu asked suspiciously.

"You don't know? This is Du Chong from the Zhenwu Body Sect! Du Hongtian's only true disciple, a physical genius who has completely inherited the ancient Giant Elephant Art and Saint Body Art!" The monk next to him said excitedly.

"Du Chong?" Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

"Should he be related to Du Hongtian by blood?" Chen Ye asked.

"It is said that the orphan was adopted by Du Hongtian, who knows? Let's not talk about it, let's start!" said the monk.

"Please teach me more."

Standing opposite Du Chong was a white-robed physicist, who was very polite and polite.

But from his eyes, it can be seen that he is afraid of Du Chong.

"Brother Du, I'm definitely not as good as you. I just want to ask you to share some physical skills, and I hope you will be merciful. Don't use heavy hands..." The white-robed body repairer bowed again and said.

"Woo..."

There was a burst of booing all around.

In their view, the performance of the white-robed physique was too weak, even equivalent to admitting defeat voluntarily.

"Okay, I will take care of you." Du Chong said with a slight smile.

"Thank you Brother Du for your mercy." Baipao Tixiu licked his dry lips and said gratefully.

After a while, the referee signaled the official start of the game.

Du Chong looked at the white-robed body repair in front of him.

Bai Pao Body Xiu thought for a while, but still had to put on a show, so he took a few steps forward and took the initiative to make a move.

Du Chong clenched his right fist, and slammed it at the chest of the white-robed body repairer!

"boom!"

There was a shocking explosion, accompanied by the sound of a large number of bones smashing.

The white-robed body squirted blood from his mouth, his eyes protruded, and he just flew out of the competition arena.

"boom……"

The body repairer in white robe fell to the ground dozens of meters away, smashing the ground to pieces.

The monks around him stepped forward to take a look, and their faces changed.

died!

The white-robed body repairer spit out a large amount of blood containing internal organs and bone fragments, his entire chest was pierced, and he had already lost his vitality.

"Wow……"

There was an uproar at the scene.

In the semifinals, he can still kill his opponent with one punch.

What strength is this! ?