Chapter 210

As long as Chu Xingyu takes the first place on the podium, the boy is qualified to enter the finals.

If you are qualified to enter the finals, you can't use your carefully designed moves to humiliate the magic night college.

He suffered countless humiliations from Chu Xingyu, just in order to wait until the day of humiliating magic night.

But now it seems that if Chu Xingyu enters the finals, this day will never come.

Niu Zhengfei grabbed the handle of the chair with both hands. Does he want to swallow the insult of Chu Xingyu for so many days?

He will never swallow this evil spirit!

Niu Zhengfei, stop Chu Xingyu!

The Baishan beside him is also clucking with his teeth. As long as Chu Xingyu enters the finals, his wrist guard will lose to this boy.

This is a defensive wrist guard, but what the dean of Weiyang college rewarded him must not be lost to Chu Xingyu.

The hourglass on the high platform is only the last point.

With three minutes left, the competition in the competition circle will be over.

Contestants should carry tokens and board the award platform of the corresponding ranking in order to successfully complete the competition in the competition circle and obtain the qualification of the finals.

As long as Chu Xingyu is prevented from climbing the highest podium within these three minutes, the teenager will lose his qualification to enter the finals.

"Stop the Chu star rain!"

On the student stage, the two burst into applause.

"Stop him quickly. If anyone stops him from getting to the first position, I'll give him 20% of the Yuan Stone reward."

"If anyone stops him, the previous 10% reward will become 20%."

Niu Zhengfei and Baishan increased the reward.

Those who want to prevent Chu Xingyu from entering the finals are not only the two students on the stage, but also the martial artists eliminated by Chu Xingyu.

"If anyone stops this waste, Qifeng college owes him a face."

"I owe anda college a face to stop this waste."

"And I run the agricultural college. As long as I stop this waste, I owe him a face."

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They couldn't swallow the breath when Chu Xingyu robbed the points from the flying mountains.

As long as Chu Xingyu gets on the podium and qualified to enter the finals, it is a great insult to those martial artists who think their cultivation is better than Chu Xingyu.

So they tried every means to stop the Chu star rain.

"Let me come!"

"Stopping this waste can have such a big reward. I want to participate."

"I'm coming too!"

"I want to join!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men. The 27 martial artists on the podium are rubbing their hands and trying to stop Chu Xingyu.

"Executive, order to stop them!"

Lingyun frowned. These warriors were embarrassed by Chu Xingyu in the flying mountains. Now they still want to stop him from getting the first place.

"Princess, this behavior is allowed in the competition circle."

The executive whispered.

"This is allowed, that is allowed, get out of here!"

The aura of the VIP area is not good.

Then she looked at Chu Xingyu with a touch of sadness.

"I have the best chance to stop this waste from climbing the podium!"

Among the fighters fighting against Chu Xingyu, Xiao Zhan, who ranked 29th on the podium, took the lead.

At this time, he was standing on the first step of the podium. Chu Xingyu had to face him first.

As long as he stops the teenager on the first step, after three minutes, the sand in the hourglass will run out, and Chu Xingyu will lose his qualification to enter the finals.

Xiao Zhan was able to get 20% Yuan Shi reward from Baishan and Niu Zhengfei, and more than a dozen colleges still owe him a face.

This kind of business is very cost-effective.

The martial artist with a higher step behind Xiao Zhan looked envious.

"Waste, I will hold you here until..."

Xiao Zhan wanted to say until the end of time, but Chu Xingyu didn't give him this opportunity. The Li fire sword in his hand shook fiercely, and a strong force directly patted Xiao Zhan's fat face.

Click!

Li fire scabbard hit Xiao Zhan's face. His teeth were broken instantly and his mouth was full of blood.

But the strength of the scabbard has not subsided.

The whole body is like a meat ball of Xiao Zhan. He can't resist this force at all. He was directly photographed by Chu Xingyu on the podium and chewed mud with a standard dog on the ground.

The pupils of everyone in the audience shrunk fiercely. At this time, they saw the combat ability of Chu Xingyu when Xiuwei was suppressed in jiuzhong in quench Wu territory.

You know, Chu Xingyu once quenched his body on the wanzhang cliff in the Kunlin mountains. Even if his accomplishments were suppressed, it was very easy to release his power.

The martial artist standing on the second step of winning the prize is a thin martial artist with strong lower limbs.

The higher the steps, the higher the ranking and strength of the martial artists in the competition.

The picture of Chu Xingyu's sword hitting feixiao battle didn't send any emotional fluctuations except for some astonishment to the martial artist.

A sword attack on feixiao war does not mean that he can deal with himself.

"Waste...!"

He just wanted to drink and scold Chu Xingyu and clean up the boy, but Chu Xingyu fiercely picked up his collar and put the martial artist directly into the ground under the frightened eyes of the people.

"Let me come!"

Li Jiang, who was on the third stage, held a nunchaku and shook it with a roar.

As long as Chu Xingyu gets close to him, he will be crushed by the power of his nunchaku.

But the young man in white still didn't give in, but stepped forward.

"Die!"

Poof!

Li Jiang's voice was like a thundering nunchaku, hitting Chu Xingyu's chest directly.

This stick will break Chu Xingyu's chest and spend his life in bed.

Just as the wind like thunder was about to hit the nunchaku, Chu Xingyu turned over in a difficult way, and the nunchaku rubbed the boy's belly.

With his hands upside down on the ground, Chu Xingyu kicked Li Jiang's wrist with his right foot.

Boom!

The nunchaku fell in response.

Li Jiang's face changed. When he wanted to pick up the nunchaku, he was caught by Chu Xingyu.

Then with the power of nine cattle and two tigers, he swung round to the warrior on the fourth step.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One by one, the originally arrogant martial artists were frightened and didn't know how to defend against the sky.

If they didn't dodge in time, they were thrown out of the podium one by one.

On the tall podium, people couldn't help flying out of it, and then smashed on the audience stage.

Carrying Li Jiang's Chu Xingyu, he was so powerful that he swung his body around like a small whirlwind against the sky and pushed all the way to the podium.

"Is the Chu star rain so strong?"

The charming white hands covered the surprised little mouth, and the beautiful eyes flashed the color of surprise.

You know, Chu Xingyu's accomplishments at this time, like these martial artists, are jiuzhong in quenched martial arts, but his performance is completely at the rolling level.

"Waste, a group of waste, your cultivation is the same. Why is there no one who can stop this waste?"

Niu Zhengfei roared angrily.

On the tall podium, these warriors who resist the Chu star rain are as useless as scarecrows.

At this time, on Li Jiang's head, there were red and swollen bags stacked one by one, which were formed by colliding with other martial artists.

Boom!

Chu Xingyu kicked Li Jiang off the podium.

Oh!

He pulled out the Li fire sword and looked at the remaining ten people on the podium.

The top ten are the elites in the competition circle.

Chu Xingyu is about to launch an impact on these elites.

One minute left until the competition is over!!!