Chapter 0120 Someone Asked Me to Teach You a Lesson

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Su Tutu stared at the referee Mo Feng with an angry face, as if he was about to fight if he didn't agree with each other.

In front of him, there was a black silver needle suspended in mid-air supported by spiritual power. Under the eyes of everyone, many students saw this silver needle.

"Senior Brother Su, is this silver needle number 44?" Ling Xue walked over and asked, number 44 was her opponent at the fifth level of the Moon Realm.

"That's right! If I hadn't shot just now, this silver needle might have pierced your palm!"

Su Tutu nodded and said, then looked at the referee Mo Feng, "Old man, give me an explanation within ten seconds, if you don't satisfy me, I will shoot you to death on the spot!"

Su Tutu threatened nakedly.

He has now stepped into the fifth level of the Moon Realm, and with the addition of the four unique talents, he can even defeat the ordinary ninth level of the Moon Realm... It is really not a joke to slap Mo Feng, who is at the eighth level of the Moon Realm, with one palm.

Mo Feng was threatened in public, and an expression of shame and anger appeared on his face.

But what puzzled all the colleges was that Mo Feng endured it, and lowered his posture and said, "I didn't find the silver needle in No. 44's hand just now."

"Didn't see it? Want to expose this matter without seeing a word?"

Su Tutu sneered, and holding the black silver needle with his spiritual power, he stepped towards the referee Mo Feng, "How about this, you prick yourself with the silver needle. If there is nothing wrong, let this matter be uncovered. If there is something wrong... I'll give you a ride."

Everyone thought that when Mo Feng was about to lose his temper, Mo Feng took the silver needle and pricked his own finger.

Blood flowed out from the wound pierced by the silver needle, and after two or three seconds, pop, pop, two drops fell to the ground.

"The blood is still normal. Since the silver needle is not poisonous, I will spare you this time!"

Su Tutu withdrew his gaze from Mo Feng, and immediately said to the audience: "Listen, everyone, Lingxue is the younger sister of the young master Su Tutu, who dares to play tricks on her in the competition, this Fools are role models..."

After Su Tutu finished speaking, a burst of energy shot out from his palm, instantly piercing through the spiritual sea of ​​No. 44 that he had shot flying before.

Su Tutu... abolished the fifth level of the Moon Realm in public!

After Su Tutu got off the ring, the crowd around him erupted.

"Who is this Su Tutu? He is so arrogant. Not only does he abolish people's cultivation in public, he even dares to threaten the referee!"

"Besides, his cultivation base is so strong. The No. 44 who was abolished by him has a cultivation base of the fifth level of the Moon Realm, but in front of him, he doesn't even have the slightest resistance!"

"Also, even the referees are afraid of him. Not only was he threatened in public and lost his temper, he was even forced to poke his hand with a silver needle..."

All of a sudden, whether it was the students from the inner court or the outer court, all eyes fell on Su Tutu.

Su Tutu, on the other hand, walked down from the ring like a normal person, and stood next to Yun Qingyan again.

Su Tutu hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Brother Yun, that silver needle is obviously poisonous, so why didn't anything happen after Mo Feng pricked his finger?"

"The poison on the silver needle is called Kui Ling San. As long as the poisoned person does not use his spiritual power at the moment of poisoning, nothing will happen."

Yun Qingyan said: "When you forced Mo Feng to tie your hands just now, the spiritual power in Mo Feng's body was in a static state, so there will be no abnormalities in his body."

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Two hours later.

"Next game, No. 8 vs. No. 50!"

No. 8 is Yun Qingyan's number.

After waiting for five days, it was finally Yun Qingyan's turn to play.

"It turned out to be him..."

As soon as Yun Qingyan entered the ring, many people recognized him.

"Is No. 8 famous? Why do you all seem to know him?" Many people asked with puzzled faces.

"In our inner court, No. 8 is indeed not well-known, but in the outer court, his reputation is like the sky!"

"In this year's inner court grade competition, No. 8 is the only student from the outer court who made it to the finals!"

"Of course, apart from that, there is another reason why he is so famous... During the preliminaries, every opponent he met was thrown off the ring by him."

"Really, students from the outer court can enter the finals by throwing their opponents?"

"What did you lie to you? At least thousands of people saw it at the time. Moreover, there were also two inner court students who were thrown off the stage!"

While everyone was discussing, No. 50 had already jumped below the ring.

Originally, No. 50, who didn't care about Yun Qingyan, suddenly brightened his eyes, "Are you the Yun Qingyan who threw the opponent all the way to the ring?"

Yun Qingyan nodded slightly.

"Hahaha, I finally met you!"

No. 50 couldn't help laughing out loud, but soon, his smile turned into a sneer, "For someone as interesting as you, I just need to win you at most, but someone asked me to teach you a lesson, so..."

Before the voice of No. 50 finished speaking, the figure had already flitted out.

It was almost a face-to-face meeting, his hands were already on Yun Qingyan's body, and he threw it towards the bottom of the ring.

What no one noticed was that the moment No. 50 threw Yun Qingyan out, violent spiritual power gushed out from both hands and broke into Yun Qingyan's body.

For other students from the outer courtyard, the meridians and acupoints in the body would be disintegrated and destroyed in an instant under the impact of his spiritual power.

"Hahaha, look quickly, Yun Qingyan is about to be thrown off the ring!"

"The one who came out to mess around will have to pay it back, he was finally thrown once!"

"If you kill too many pigs, you will turn into pigs. The ancients did not deceive me!"

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Seeing Yun Qingyan being lifted up and immediately thrown off the ring, the onlookers couldn't help laughing.

But soon, their smiles froze, and Yun Qingyan, who was thrown off the ring, was about to land... disappeared!

The next moment, they heard No. 50's shocked voice, "What kind of cultivation are you, how can you be so fast, and..."

No. 50's "and" didn't go on, and the figure was thrown to the ground under the ring with a bang.

And unlike the opponents that Yun Qingyan lost in the past, after No. 50 landed, he fell into a coma, his face pale like a dead person.

No one knew that the meridians and acupoints in No. 50's body had all been disintegrated by Yun Qingyan... Even if he could wake up, he would be completely disabled.

After No. 59 was carried away.

The game continued, and it seemed that the tenth round was about to end... At the tenth round, Su Tutu's number was suddenly called.

"Next game, number 18 vs. number 66!"

As soon as the referee Mo Feng's voice fell, Su Tutu's figure jumped onto the ring.

"I'm number 66, there's no need to fight this fight, I'll just surrender!" A young man's voice came from the crowd, and immediately, a number plate was thrown onto the ring.

The number shown above is exactly 66.

"Hahaha, the young master is really awesome, he directly scared the opponent to his knees!" The next moment, the sound of Su Tutu's laughter spread throughout the audience.