Chapter 407

"Younger martial brother Zhao is really good."

Wei Qiwu is also willing to bow to the downwind and gets up to wipe the blood in the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Xin whispered a word of therapy in his heart, and put it on Wei Qiwu. Wei Qiwu also felt that the injury in his body was getting better.

Even if he is a friend with Wei Qiwu, as long as his opponent goes all out, he will not have a backhand. That is to look down on Wei Qiwu's performance. The enemies who go all out deserve respect.

"This new man is so powerful that he has only entered the sect for less than half a year. Even elder martial brother Wei is not his opponent."

"The younger generation is formidable."

"He is expected to be a black horse. I don't know how many rounds he can make it to."

Zhao Xin defeated Wei Qiwu and immediately attracted many people's attention.

Although Wei Qiwu's strength is not strong, the power of danhuo can't be carried by ordinary people. Even Jun Tianlan doesn't dare to regret the power of danhuo.

For a time, everyone's attention was put on two people, no one went to see Jun Tianlan again.

Jun Tianlan's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a cold voice, "I want to see how arrogant you are."

Of the 34 students, 12 were left, and the others gave up their qualification.

Lu Wuyan won the competition without any pressure, but unexpectedly, Luo Feilong's funny fat man also rushed to the end.

The elder of the inner gate said in a deep voice: "the next is the offensive and defensive battle. The one who guards the signature guards the No.1 challenge arena. The others attack the champion in turn according to the serial number. The champion is defeated by the disciple who defeats the champion. Until the last two are the final winners, Miss Ren's recruitment is also in the competition."

Defend the challenge!

Challenge!

Everyone was stunned. Those were just appetizers, but now the challenge is the most important thing, because challenge is the most cruel and testing thing.

Once someone is unlucky enough to win the first challenge, he has to face the remaining 11 enemies.

Zhao Xin went forward to draw lots and looked at "champion!"

The first champion?

Zhao Xin looked up at the elder of the inner gate and saw that his eyes dodged and dodged his eyes. He couldn't help but be angry. It was another plot against him.

In the twinkling of an eye, I look at Jun Tianlan.

"Fight for me?"

"Let's have a try. Who will win in the end?"

Looking at Zhao Xin's champion, the elder of inner gate yelled, "there are Zhao Xin's disciples defending the challenge, and the rest of them attack in the order of drawing lots."

When Zhao Xin stepped into the challenge arena, he was majestic and ugly, but he was extremely wild and ferocious. He looked like a human beast. He glanced at Zhao Xin coldly and snorted coldly.

He is also a disciple of an inner door elder, Tingwei!

Tingwei's talent is not good, but his foreign Kung Fu cultivation is very strong. Even some inner door elders dare not accept his fists.

However, what makes Zhao Xin frown is that Tingwei's master is very close to Jun Tianlan.

It seems that Zhao Xin is going to be defeated in the first round.

The atmosphere at the scene has always been very high, and every battle is amazing. Everyone is satisfied to see those powerful elder martial brothers fighting with their own eyes.

"The inner gate disciple, the third elder brother's disciple Tingwei, ningdan third floor."

Tingwei disdained to look at Zhao Xin, holding two fists burst out of the bone sound, scornful sarcasm: "little guy, I hope you can let me have a good time, don't be killed by me, or it won't be fun."

In the face of such a human beast as Tingwei, Zhao Xin's 1.8-meter figure is still small.

Everyone slowed down their breathing and watched the situation in the challenge arena.

Sitting beside jiuchongfeng, an old man with white eyebrows, sharp lips and narrow eyes looks very insidious, and he really has a strong sense of city.

He is the elder of Shengxu gate, Mr. Jun Tianlan and Mr. Liu Changtian.

Liu Changtian smoothed his long white beard and said with a smile: "the new Dan Hall disciple is very powerful. The others are very good, but the broken Dan field is always his weakness. This kind of disciple can't go far on the road of martial arts."

These words seem to be intentionally said to nine heavy peaks.

The Third Elder heard the words and said: "what elder martial brother Liu said is that even if this kind of disciple can really hold on to the last round under Wei'er, he is not qualified to be worthy of miss Wan'er."

As soon as Ren Wan'er hears someone saying something bad about Zhao Xin, she can't sit still. Just as she plans to refute it, jiuchongfeng Xuanqi releases her anger to appease Ren Wan'er.

"If they want to say it, let them say it. You don't believe Zhao Xin. Who still believes him?"

"Thank you for your advice."

Ren Wan'er sits on the seat and looks at Zhao Xin. There is a surge of trust in her eyes.

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In the face of Tingwei's provocation, Zhao Xin shrugged and said with a smile: "what can you say, big man?"

"I'm afraid you'll kneel down and beg for mercy if you can't stand me."

Tingwei was not irritated by Zhao Xin's words, and said: "yes, I like people with fighting spirit very much, but my favorite consciousness is that I like to blow those guys' heads with one blow."

The two have a high sense of war, and the war is imminent!

After the referee called to start.

Tingwei step by step to Zhaoxin, each step is fierce, fierce Xuanqi pressure like a beast is approaching.

Zhao Xinfeng frowned tightly, and his reserved momentum was slowly released, paying attention to Tingwei's action.

Ting Wei sneers. He suddenly leans forward when he is walking, as if he is about to fall. But before he falls to the ground, he suddenly bursts up, like a sharp arrow off the string, and pours on Zhao Xin in an instant. His momentum soars to the extreme. A series of residual shadows are left behind by a fierce human beast. The speed is not directly proportional to his body shape.

The whole audience was shocked, and Ting Wei had already cultivated to this point!

Break through their own shackles, the physical strength to the extreme.

Tingwei shot out and landed beside Zhao Xin. The iron fist of casserole came from a tricky angle: "tianmeng fist!"

The mysterious air is whistling and the strong wind is wheezing.

Without waiting for the fist to hit, the boxing style had already hit Zhao Xin's body.

Zhao Xin's pupil suddenly shrinks, the secret way is not good, the eye of writing wheel instantly opens, the heart net also releases at the same time, but Tingwei's speed is still too fast to see clearly.

Bang!

The fist burst open, Zhao Xin body weak inverted fly out, lying on the ground can't get up.

"It's too weak." Ting Wei turns around disdainfully and shakes the blood on his fist.

One punch will kill Zhao Xin!

The whole scene was in an uproar, but Zhao Xin, who couldn't get up, was shocked.

Ren Wan'er suddenly gets up and looks at the situation in the challenge arena in horror. She can't believe it.

Wei Qiwu, Lu Wuyan and others were also shocked.

"No way."

"Can't Zhao Xin get up with one punch?"

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"Hey, I haven't lost yet!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came.

The crowd was shocked, and the referee who was just about to step forward was also shocked. Zhao Xin stood up slowly from the pool of blood, and the blood trickled down his waist. A pool of blood had already flowed from his feet.

Pale, bloodstained face, a pair of scarlet writing wheel eyes slowly turn.

When Tingwei heard Zhao Xin's words, he turned and looked at Zhao Xin standing up in shock!

He knew the strength of the blow. He didn't leave any strength to blow it out.

His full fist, two star monster also can't bear, but Zhao Xin can still get up!