Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2207 The Finale Person
Because the force he received was too great, Zhang Lei's figure kept sticking to the defensive cover, shaking the entire defensive cover for a while.

Under the powerful squeeze, Zhang Lei's whole body was almost deformed, and the sound of the bones being squeezed was very clear, making everyone feel their scalps tingling for a while.

Ling Zhi's face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, he had already lowered his face and offered to admit defeat, but Zhang Lei was still seriously injured.

It seems that it is impossible to recover within a few months.

And even if it recovers, I don't know if there will be hidden dangers.

After a while, everyone recovered from the shock, and immediately let out a sound of exclamation.

Before, no one thought that Zhang Lei would lose, and he would lose so badly.

Even Lexus took the initiative to admit defeat, which is not easy.

"Mo Xian, you are so vicious. We all gave up, but you still did this." Ling Zhi said angrily, it's fine if he loses, but if a talented disciple like Zhang Lei is ruined because of this , that was a huge loss.

"You saw it too. As soon as you made a sound, I stopped." Mo Xian shrugged and said calmly: "Besides, I gave him a chance before."

"That's right. I don't know shame at my age. If you lose, you lose." Han Linger also said openly, regardless of whether the other party is her senior or not.

"You..." Ling Zhi couldn't refute for a while, and was so angry.

And with so many eyes seeing what happened just now, he really couldn't find anything wrong with it, even though he knew that Mo Xian clearly did it on purpose.

"Hehe, don't be impatient. It's important to save people. Do you need me to provide you with a healing room? It seems that your disciple is seriously injured. It would be bad if he died here." Yan Bin said lightly, After winning this second match, he suddenly had great confidence in Mo Xian.

He always felt that Mo Xian should be more than that.

After all, a master of Wu Zongjing was almost completely defeated in his hands.

"No, our Lingtian Pavilion disciples don't need your Beihuang Temple to treat them." Ling Zhi's mouth twitched, trying to calm himself down, and said: "Go and carry that trash back."

Soon, Zhang Lei, who was unconscious, was carried back and received emergency treatment immediately.

And the disciples of Beihuang Hall who were waiting outside had been waiting impatiently because they couldn't see what was going on inside.

"In the second round, Mo Xian also won, and his opponent was none other than Zhang Lei, who was beaten to death."

At this time, a person ran out sweating profusely and said excitedly.

"Wow..."

There was an uproar all around. Although they wanted to see the result, it was hard for anyone to believe it.

"I didn't expect that Mo Xian would defeat Zhang Lei. That kid is very likely to be a one-star martial arts master."

"Yeah, those of us who are seniors, just find a place to crash and die."

Yesterday they saw how arrogant Zhang Lei was, but today he was beaten half to death, which made them feel quite happy.

Seeing that Mo Xian's voice is so loud now, some Beihuang Hall disciples feel quite unbalanced.

After all, Mo Xian was just a new disciple, and his performance was so outstanding, where did the old disciples lose face.

Immediately, these people poured cold water on them.

"Don't get too excited, the two battles may have completely exposed Mo Xian, and the next third battle, Ling Tian Pavilion may not give him any chance."

"That's right, a new disciple is worthy of your praise, it's really shameless."

"Hey, you guys are standing over there, talking sarcastic words, you do what you want." Immediately, some people were dissatisfied. After all, Mo Xian was still fighting for Beihuang Palace.

"We are just discussing the matter as it stands. When the results come out, you will naturally know."

For a while, the two sides insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. If the rules were not strict, they would probably fight.

"Be safe and don't be impatient, isn't there a third game!" In the venue, Yan Bin smiled when he saw Ling Zhi's ugly face.

"Hmph, do you think you still have a chance, Ling Yun, you go." Ling Zhi snorted coldly, and nodded to his own disciple.

Ling Yun immediately got up and walked slowly towards the ring.

This person not only has an extremely handsome face, but also has a very restrained aura. It is impossible to tell what kind of state he is, but he is undoubtedly much stronger than Zhang Lei, otherwise he would not be on stage as the finale.

"Brother Ling Yun, come on..."

As soon as this Ling Yun appeared, all the disciples in Lingtian Pavilion went crazy, they got up and shouted, and those female disciples even made love to each other.

Obviously, this Ling Yun is also a man of the hour in Ling Tian Pavilion.

Ling Zhi looked much better now. Although Ling Yun was arranged for the third game, he never thought that Ling Yun would have this opportunity to play.

But since it's on, it's stable.

After coming to the arena, Ling Yun looked Mo Xian up and down, and said with a smile: "Brother Mo Xian, your strength is indeed very good, and you are qualified to meet me. You should be lucky."

His voice is quite magnetic, coupled with Yin Jun's appearance, he is an absolute girl killer.

However, although his voice was flat, there was obviously a trace of joking.

"That would be my honor." Mo Xian shrugged and said flatly.

"Don't say I'm taking advantage of others, you can choose to rest, as long as you want." Ling Yun said generously: "In case some people lose at that time, they have to rely on excessive consumption."

"No need, just finished warming up." Mo Xian still said calmly.

"This kid, Mo Xian, is quite arrogant." Hearing this, everyone in the Northern Wilderness Hall shook their heads helplessly.

If the first match of Mo Xian could really be called a warm-up, but the second battle with Zhang Lei can be regarded as a hot battle.

But he actually said that the warm-up was over, no doubt he didn't pay attention to Ling Yun at all.

"Hmph, after winning two games, are you starting to be complacent?" Ling Zhi said with a sneer.

Yan Bin at the side didn't answer the words, he looked at Ling Yun and felt vaguely familiar.

"Oh?" Hearing Mo Xian's words, Ling Yun nodded, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and Yin Jun's face suddenly became serious, almost 360 degrees without any dead angle, which immediately caused screams from the female disciples in Lingtian Pavilion .

"Please!" Ling Yun made a gesture of invitation to Mo Xian, and then quietly waited for Mo Xian to make a move, as if he was not afraid of losing the opportunity at all.

Mo Xian was not polite either, and just slapped him with his palm.

"Wow..."

The energy of the black flames spewed out like a tide, and the momentum was not at all as if it had just experienced a big battle.

"Tsk tsk, it looks like it's really just warming up." Seeing this, many people in Beihuang Hall couldn't help but click their tongues.

Although they were used to seeing all kinds of geniuses, Mo Xian's performance this time still amazed them.

After all, it was a battle of wheels, and the opponents were quite powerful. Even the strongest of them might not be able to hold on, but Mo Xian was still alive and well.

Seeing that the black sea of ​​flames was about to envelop him, Ling Yun flicked his fingers suddenly, and immediately a domineering force gushed out.

His Yuanli was completely different from the other people in Lingtian Pavilion that Mo Xian had met before, even more fierce and domineering.

Obviously, Ling Yun's cultivation method is even more advanced.

(End of this chapter)