Chen Jiayang was dragged down for treatment, and whispers began on the field.
Long Jian's performance exceeded everyone's expectations, and everyone began to re-evaluate Long Jian's combat effectiveness.
And at this time, Long Jian sighed: "Oh, really, how come the Cangshan sect still has such a waste?
With such a level, what else can you do besides giving experience to others after leaving the sect?
Don't you think there is such a waste again?"
Come up again, let’s find someone with a little bit of skill, otherwise what if I accidentally kill someone?
After all, I am also a senior brother, even if I am a waste, I can’t just kill someone casually, right?”
Long Jian's words immediately detonated the whole audience.
"Arrogance is too damn arrogant.
This guy deserves a beating."
"I'm so angry.
If I hadn't been able to beat him, I would have gone up and whipped him."
"Me too, damn, I want to push him to the ground and beat him up."
"It's too easy to hold him down on the ground.
He must be hung up and beaten."
"That's right, hurry up, don't be stunned, Long Jian has climbed on top of you to shit, and you are still indifferent, hurry up and beat him, beat the hell out of him."
"Yeah, he even shitted on your heads and didn't care.
Did he have to ask you to borrow paper to make you feel it?"
The disciples of the Cangshan Sect were all rioted by Long Jian's attack, and one by one they started swearing.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
Facing the roars of countless people, Long Jian remained indifferent.
He smiled and said: "Well, to be honest, I actually like this kind of thing.
You see me unhappy but you can't do anything about me.
This feeling is very comfortable and interesting.
I don't know how you feel about it."
"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore.
I'm going to go up and kill him, or I'll give him a beating.
This is so fucking uncomfortable," one of the inner disciples shouted.
"I'm sorry, you don't have the qualifications.
You didn't sign up, so you don't have the qualifications to challenge me.
Do you understand?"
Long Jian mocked.
"Oh, let me go, I can't stand it anymore, why don't you sanction this guy?"
Yang Qianluo's eyebrows narrowed: "This Long Jian is really unpredictable.
What exactly does he want to do?"
"I think he's just looking for trouble."
Su Qihan hummed, "Do you want me to test his depth?"
"Forget it, let others go first."
Yang Qianluo shook his head.
"I'm coming."
At this time, a majestic man suddenly jumped onto the martial arts field, "I am Yuan Yingshao, a disciple of the inner sect, who is in the middle stage of the Zifu, and I am here to meet you, senior brother."
"Oh, don't let me give you any advice," Long Jian said with a half-smile.
"Then this time, I want to be the instructor, or the boxing instructor."
"Hmph, Xiu shows off his power of words," Yuan Yingshao shouted, "Take the move, Overlord Martial King Fist" This Yuan Yingshao is obviously a rough man.
He doesn't like beating around the bush and starts fighting when he comes up.
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Yuan Yingshao moved his hands, and a mysterious method was unleashed.
Suddenly the surroundings surged, and the aura of heaven and earth began to stir.
The strong wind swept across and turned into a whirlwind, sweeping the spiritual energy of the world and converging towards Yuan Yingshao's arm, and soon turned into a huge fist.
"Long Jian, take the move."
Yuan Yingshao activated the magic formula and punched out.
The huge fist carried unparalleled power and hit Long Jian.
Facing this move, Long Jian didn't care.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the huge fist stopped in front of Long Jian, and he could no longer move forward.
Long Jian's fingers moved rhythmically, and his huge fist began to spin.
The originally powerful move seemed to have turned into a toy, and the people around him couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
I’ve heard of catching other people’s weapons and playing with them, but this is the first time I’ve heard that I can catch and play with other people’s moves and techniques.
It’s really fucking weird.
After playing with it for a while, Long Jian shook his head: "This thing is not fun, so I'd better give it back to you."
As he spoke, Long Jian waved his hand, and his huge fist immediately turned around and flew towards Yuan Yingshao.
"This, what kind of ability is this?"
Yuan Yingshao was shocked.
He never expected that the other party could easily catch his blow and throw the blow back.
The most terrifying thing was that he clearly felt the change in the power of this fist.
Stronger This surprise is extraordinary.
Not only can he easily receive his attack, but he can also return it and strengthen his attack.
This is too scary.
Yuan Yingshao couldn't believe it, but he also knew the horror of this blow and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
His spiritual power was strong, and countless spiritual powers around him gathered together and operated in a mysterious way. wavv Yuan Yingshao formed a seal with his hands, and golden light spread out, eventually turning into a golden shield in front of him.
This was Yuan Yingshao's strongest defense, the Golden Light Shield.
He knew that the blow returned by Long Jian was unusual, so he directly used his strongest defense.
"It's strange.
This move is Yuan Yingshao's strongest defense.
Why did he just use it?"
Yang Qianluo said doubtfully outside the court.
"Is that fist so powerful?"
He was not immersed in the situation and could not feel the terrifying power on the fist.
Although Yuan Yingshao did not feel it specifically, he had a keen intuition of danger.
The huge fist descended and suddenly hit the golden shield.
Huge air waves surged, and violent energy rushed in all directions.
The power of this blow was really terrifying.
As soon as it hit, cracks appeared on the golden shield.
Spiritual power surged.
Soon the cracks began to expand, almost to the point of shattering.
"Damn it, hold on!"
Yuan Yingshao shouted, mobilizing all the strength in his body and vowing to block this blow.
If he was defeated by his own blow, it would be really embarrassing.
Of course, he could explain that When the fist came back, it was much stronger than before, but some people had to believe it.
Who would believe it?
After one move was thrown back by someone, it was even stronger than before.
Who could believe it?
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So this time Yuan Yingshao has to fight to the death to block it.
But, I really can’t stop it Yuan Yingshao was about to cry but had no tears, and thought to herself: "My heroic reputation has been ruined like this."
"Crack" At this moment, the golden shield was finally completely shattered, and the huge fist still had some power, and struck Yuan Yingshao.
Yuan Yingshao vomited blood and flew out, fell to the ground, and fainted.
Of course there was injury, but more of it was because of embarrassment and fear of being blamed.
"This Yuan Yingshao is so inferior.
He was defeated directly by one of his own moves."
Someone immediately shouted.
"Yeah, luckily he is still an inner disciple.
He is in the middle stage of the Zifu.
He can't even take a blow from himself, and he still has the dignity to live.
It would be better if I just zish, which would save me the embarrassment."
"If you can't do it, don't go up and embarrass yourself, okay?
If you don't think it's embarrassing, we all think it's embarrassing."
"Next time whoever comes on stage, the people around you should watch and don't let this kind of trash come up again.
If they insist on going up, I'll hold them back and beat them to death to see if they dare to go up and embarrass themselves."
The audience who didn't know the truth couldn't help but started talking.
I have to say that it was very wise for Yuan Yingshao to faint.
If he were still conscious, he would probably faint from anger.
"You are a bunch of trash who don't understand anything.
You just talk nonsense.
If you have the skills, go ahead."
If Yuan Yingshao was still awake, this must be what he wanted to say the most.
Ordinary disciples just started making noises without understanding anything, but real masters like Yang Qianluo understood a little bit.
They really put away their contempt this time and began to truly regard Long Jian as their opponent. .
"If no one comes next, then I will take action," Yang Qianluo said.
"That's not right, I think you should make your final appearance," Su Qihan said.
"This Long Jian is very evil.
I want to try it first."
Yang Qianluo said.
"Okay then, I respect you."
Chu Xingyuan looked at Long Jian and was lost in thought: "Strange, why is this Long Jian so powerful?
Is he really not using magic weapons?
Wait a minute, I don't seem to sense his realm."
Chu Xingyuan was surprised: "He seems to have never revealed his realm from the beginning to the end.
Could it be that his so-called Yunling realm at the beginning was just to deceive us.
It seems that I was wrong.
If he is really the illegitimate son of the Supreme Elder, How could there be only Yunling Realm?
It turned out that he was pretending to be there.
So, everything was planned by him at that time.
He first offended some ordinary disciples, then let the situation expand little by little, and finally recruited all the ancestors.
It was all because I was too naive.”
It has to be said that Chu Xingyuan's imagination is very good.
He immediately helped Long Jian come up with a conspiracy, and it was quite convincing, which made it difficult for him.
However, none of this affected Long Jian.
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After he defeated Yuan Yingshao easily, he couldn't help but shook his head: "It's still too useless.
Can there be a decent master?
I think it's better to let the former senior brother Yang Qianluo come and end it all at once.
Defeated with one move every time, no challenge at all."
"Holy shit, he's here again, I can't stand it anymore, no one can stop me, I'm going to beat him to death."
"Hey, why didn't you stop me?"
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