"To be honest, I can't feel it either.
I just feel it vaguely through my sixth sense.
When you face Zhao Wushuang tomorrow, you'd better be careful," Bai Mei said in a condensed voice.
"Can't you even feel it?"
I murmured, and while I was dazed, I suddenly heard a loud voice coming from the arena: "Qing Xuanzong Ye Hesitation vs.
Fuso Miyamoto Zangichi" "It's your turn, Ye Hesheng, you must work hard and never let that little devil win."
A female disciple wearing a blue floral skirt reminded him.
Although this female disciple is not very good-looking, She is very beautiful, a little chubby, but very clear.
Especially her fleshy face and shy expression give people a feeling of budding.
"Don't worry, he can't win as long as I'm here."
I nodded slightly, jumped up, and jumped towards the ring.
Miyamoto Zangichi obviously heard my words, his face turned cold, he sneered, and said with some disdain: "China Zhu, what are you talking about?
Do you think I can't win you?
Haha, what a big joke, have you forgotten your names?
Sick man of East Asia, look at how incompetent you are all, what kind of powerful masters can you train?
I only accounted for three, but I couldn't even make it to the first round.
It's a joke and a shame.
What kind of trick is this if it's not a waste?
One move is enough to deal with a waste like you.
I want you to kneel down.
In front of me, in front of these sick men of East Asia, admit that you are a waste, and I want you, China, to be trampled under my feet forever, haha.”
Miyamoto Zang was frivolous for a year and spoke without any scruples.
His voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena.
Most of the onlookers here were Chinese practitioners.
Upon hearing this, most people's faces suddenly became very ugly.
"Hmph, this little devil is too arrogant, we must not let him win again."
Someone was irritated and said with an indignant look.
"That's right, if we let him win another game, he won't be able to ride on our heads.
But do you think Ye Hesheng can really win Miyamoto Zangichi?"
A disciple said with worry on his face.
"Hey, I think it's hanging.
Although Miyamoto Zangichi is hateful, his strength is there after all.
He has the blood of Yamata no Orochi.
He is too powerful.
Even Huang An was defeated by him.
Ye Hesitant shown before His strength is definitely not as strong as Huang An's.
Not to mention winning, I just hope that Ye Xianyou can persist for a little longer, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if he loses within one or two moves."
A disciple sighed.
"In this case, I can only watch helplessly as this little devil continues to be rampant.
Is it possible that my country in China, Nuoda, can't even deal with the little devil who comes out of this tiny place?
It's really hateful and irritating," one disciple said unwillingly. .
"Hey, why are our skills inferior to others?"
Hearing this, many disciples' faces became even more ugly, and the entire martial arts arena was instantly filled with a low-spirited atmosphere.
"How come you people can't lose even if you lose, let alone they haven't fought yet?
Why do you all think that Senior Brother Ye will lose the previous games?
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Senior Brother Ye is not weak at all.
I believe he can do it.
"The female disciple in the blue dress who reminded me before was a bit dissatisfied.
Convinced, he argued with a blushing face, but among the many onlookers, it seemed a bit insignificant.
His voice was quickly drowned out by other sighs.
In the end, he could only clenched his fists, stared at me, and cheered softly: : "Senior Brother Ye, I believe you can do it."
"Hmph, a dog that doesn't bark will bite, a dog that barks won't bite.
Could it be that all of you Fusang people have this kind of virtue?
You have to beep for a while before starting a fight.
It's better to just take action, so as not to say I'm bullying you later.
"I didn't care at all about the conversation of the disciples in the audience, and mocked in a cold voice.
"Huh, okay, very good, very confident.
Now I am looking forward to it more and more.
You will kneel at my feet and beg for mercy, quack."
With a strange laugh, Miyamoto Zangyi's body burst into black flames, and his powerful aura was like water waves, rippling outward layer by layer.
This black flame seems to be alive, constantly rolling, shrinking, condensing, and finally manifesting into the shape of a huge python.
This python has eight heads, covering Miyamoto's body.
As soon as it appears, it shakes all eight heads.
A head shot out a stream of hot black flames in my direction.
Wherever the flame passed, the stubborn rocks below could not withstand the heat and cracked, making crisp crackling sounds.
Before I even got close, a scorching gust of wind blew in my face, almost melting my sleeves.
I have to admit that the strength of Miyamoto Zangyi is indeed strong.
The power he can erupt with his hands is no less than that of Nangong Sheng, who is holding a magic weapon to suppress religion.
Among the nine major disciples, except for Xue Ping and Hei, who hides his strength, Apart from Phoenix, perhaps I really can’t find an opponent, and even surpass my strength, which was not able to get through the Seven Stars Retrograde a few days ago.
But now that the Seven Stars are in retrograde motion, everything has to be discussed separately.
"Thundering Nine Heavens" At the critical moment, I deployed the Thunderous Nine Heavens in an instant.
In an instant, countless purple arcs around my body beat violently, and I easily blocked the black flame spit out by the Yamata no Orochi from the thunder ball.
"What the hell is this?
Go to hell" Seeing that the attack failed, Miyamoto Zang's face suddenly became very ugly.
He shouted loudly and rushed directly in my direction.
At the same time, the Yamato norochi surrounding him also roared. , eight huge heads bent, biting at the eight fatal points on my body.
The power of Yamata-no-Orochi is even more powerful than that of Miyamoto Zōben.
Wherever the eight heads pass, there is a terrifying pressure intertwined.
Even the space seems to be compressed and deformed.
It should not be underestimated.
I tiptoed and jumped away to my side.
In the next second, eight of Baqi's heads landed on my original position almost at the same time, making an explosion.
The reinforced ring was like tofu under the bite of Baqi.
Generally, large pieces of it were broken apart, and eight of Baqi's heads were instantly submerged into the ring. .
"Thunder in Palm" Taking this opportunity, I quickly condensed a thunder in my palm.
With the dazzling lightning in my hand, I jumped directly towards the position of Miyamoto Zang's original figure.
"Hmph."
Miyamoto Zangyi showed no fear on his face.
Instead, he stared at me and let out a disdainful snort.
Sure enough, the next second, there was a roar in my ears.
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At some point, Baqi, who had originally crawled into the ring, had already raised his eight huge heads and rushed towards my position again.
In desperation, I changed my strategy and slapped a palm towards the void, using the reaction force of my palm to escape from the original position.
"Haha, your strength is too weak.
You are not even as good as Huang An before.
You still want to defeat me.
I'm afraid you can't even get close to me.
Haha, you are really a waste."
Seeing that my attack failed, Miyamoto Zangichi seemed Extremely satisfied, he smiled proudly
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