Chapter 933, the Strong Is King

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The game is on!

All new disciples came out one by one.

Wu Feng stood at the front.

Behind him are more than a dozen disciples of the Juling Sect, then the Chongtian Sect, the Four Seas Sect... and the last one is the Tianyu Sect. This is based on the ranking of the rookie competition in the previous year, but this year there is an extra one. Behind the others is Luo Tian.

Wu Feng's expression was extremely haughty, and he ordered directly: "What belongs to him is mine. If anyone dares to beat him to death in the ring, I will definitely not spare him."

He wanted to kill Luo Tian.

No one can stop it.

The same goes for the participating disciples.

He wanted to wash away the shame of a slap with Luo Tian's life.

Everyone froze, looked away and didn't speak.

At this time, Wu Feng looked at Luo Tian who was at the back of the line, made a provocative gesture, and said with a sneer, "You damn trash, just wait and kneel in front of me and call me daddy."

Luo Tian didn't look at him at all.

Ignore it!

This made Wu Feng even more annoyed, wishing he could immediately challenge Luo Tian.

Just at this time.

"Chongtianmen Wang Xiu vs Sihaimen Li Chong, two newcomer disciples please come out!"

The voice fell.

The two disciples walked out of the team and walked onto the ring at the same time.

The referee said slightly: "For martial arts competitions in the arena, you can stop when you click on it, but... fists and feet have no eyes, injuries, and death are not allowed to be investigated after the match. This is the rule of the Bai family's martial arts competition. So far, don't hurt your peace."

In the arena, life and death are divided.

Martial arts are killing skills!

Otherwise, what is the use of cultivation?

this point.

They all know very well in their hearts that these people are all low-level powerhouses, and they understand that there is no "click to stop" on the ring, and if I don't kill you, you will kill me. A carnage feast.

Only the strong will survive to the end.

It is the same as practicing martial arts.

The strong is king!

No one can change this law of survival.

"Do you hear clearly?" The referee gave a slight drink.

The two said at the same time: "Clear!"

"Brother Wang, please."

"Brother Li, you go first!"

...

The two disciples were polite, and under the order of the referee, they attacked almost at the same time. Both of them were at the peak of the first level of Lingwu, and there was not much difference in strength or speed.

So that the two kept fighting.

There was no difference for ten minutes.

In about 15 minutes, Li Chong pretended to be blocked and retreated suddenly. Wang Xiu didn't know the fraud and charged forward. Get off the ring.

"boom!"

Wang Xiu fell half to death and fainted.

Li Chong smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wang, I have accepted."

A few disciples from Chongtianmen immediately came to help him, glared at Li Chong coldly, and snorted coldly: "Admit that fart, beat people into cripples, sinister and despicable things."

Li Chong smiled coldly and did not answer.

The strong are king.

Only people will remember that he defeated Wang Xiu, no one will remember what method he used to win, winning is winning!

There was an uproar from the crowd.

"Hahaha... I won!"

"Won!"

"Wang Xiu, you are a piece of trash. You caused me to lose ten Xuan coins. I am so disappointed. Don't let me see you next time, or I will see you hit once!"

...

There are bets on every match.

Someone loses and someone wins.

This is gambling!

During the conversation, an hour passed.

Each sect has its own winners and losers, but Tianyumen has been losing all the time. It is completely the existence of making wedding dresses for people. It has not won a game. Regarding this point, Bai Xuan snorted coldly, "Tianyumen really can't do it. Looks like it's time to consider a replacement."

This kind of low-end competition can't win a game, which is too disappointing.

Just at this time.

"Wu Feng of Juling Sect vs. Yu Lei of Lanxin Sect!"

"Wu Feng has appeared!"

"Finally it's his turn."

"Wow...Senior Brother Wu is so handsome, I wish I could marry him."

"Wu Feng, don't let us down!"

...

Wu Feng is the only one among these disciples who has a medium talent. He is very famous in Wushan City, and almost everyone knows him. After he stepped into the ring, he immediately caused a lot of cheers, and those gamblers shouted crazily stand up.

"Second Kill, Second Kill, Second Kill!"

Wu Feng first saluted Bai Xuan slightly.

Bai Xuan nodded and smiled.

subsequently.

Wu Feng looked at Yu Lei, sneered disdainfully, and said with that superior air on his face, "One move!"

"Uh?"

"Wu Feng, aren't you too arrogant?" Yu Lei said angrily.

Wu Feng said contemptuously: "To deal with rubbish like you, one move is enough."

Yu Lei was extremely angry, and the moment the referee said the start, he rushed up madly, "Die to me."

in an instant.

The moment Yu Lei rushed towards him, Wu Feng remained motionless, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing a contemptuous sneer, "Just this kind of power? Too weak! Get the hell out of here."

The moment Yu Lei's fist blasted out.

On one side of Wu Feng's body, his body spun violently, and his right foot slammed fiercely, hitting Yu Lei's cheek like lightning, and the whole body flew straight out.

"boom!"

It hit the bluestone floor outside the court.

Blood splattered everywhere, his head was split open, and Yu Lei died at the beginning.

Instant kill with one move!

"Second Kill, Second Kill, Second Kill... Wu Feng, Wu Feng..."

There was a sound of boiling in the square.

Wu Feng enjoyed this feeling very much, an excited expression appeared on his face, and then he looked at the stunned fallen leaves in the crowd, moved his index finger, pointed at Luo Tian, ​​and said with a sneer, "Get ready to kneel down and call me daddy!"

Everyone followed his gaze.

Many people sneered and said: "This kid will suffer, Wu Feng is already angry, otherwise he would not be able to kill Yu Lei instantly. If that kid Luo Tian meets Wu Feng, he will definitely be tortured to death, hahaha..."

"It's not just torture. Wu Feng will definitely play Luo Tian to death slowly. Who told him to insist on Wang Huan hitting Wu Feng in the face in front of so many people? Isn't this an act of courting death?"

...

Standing in the middle of the team, Luo Tianchong kept calculating in his heart.

"My odds are fifteen to one. If I keep winning, how much money will I make?"

"I don't know if I can buy the power of the blood spirit?"

"It would be great if I could undo the seal of the bloodline of the four beasts. Then I could go to Yunlan Academy to find the silly queen. Hey... I don't know how she is now? I don't know if her injuries have healed."

Luo Tian didn't care about this rookie contest at all.

As for Wu Feng?

From the very beginning, he didn't pay attention to Wu Feng, a stupid, aggressive person, jumping up and down to find a sense of existence, this kind of person can't get on the stage at all, he never thought of treating him as an opponent, if If you really want to kill.

That's very simple, just slap him to death!

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