Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 40
"Ok?"

Bei Mingtian looked at Beihan's palm, and immediately frowned, but a sharp light burst out from his eyes.

Luoyun Nine Palms are the ultimate, body tempering seventh stage.

Beihan... When did he become so strong.

It's only been three months.

"it is good!"

Bei Fenglie at the VIP seat, also after being silent for a while, slowly uttered a word. Anyone who knows his temperament will understand that Beihan's strength has made him extremely satisfied.

Bei Chuan on the side was a bit gloomy during the interview. He kept his mouth shut and said nothing. Beside him, Bei Long Xing also frowned slightly.

"This guy, he still has some skills..."

Looking at the somewhat depressed young man, Bei Han slowly withdrew his palm, then turned to look at Bei Xiaohu in the audience with a smile.

Bei Xiaohu was also completely stunned by Bei Han's counterattack. Seeing Bei Han's gaze, he quickly announced, "Bei Han wins!"

As soon as Bei Xiaohu's voice fell, there was a loud applause and applause in the martial arts arena.

Only now did they realize that it turned out that Beihan was able to get here without any risk, not relying on luck, but on his own real strength.

Standing on the battle platform, Beihan saw the seething martial arts arena, walked up to Beisong, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You are very strong."

"Luoyun's Nine Palms have achieved great success, and the peak of the seventh-order Body Tempering is even higher. I am not wronged to lose."

Beisong looked at Beihan and smiled slightly, "You should be able to defeat him."

After finishing speaking, Beisong didn't want to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked off the platform to leave.

Looking at the figure of Beisong, Beihan also smiled. He has a lot of interest in this person. If there is a chance in the future, he must make a good acquaintance.

But before that, he had to get rid of that proud guy in Beilongxing. Today he was going to prove to everyone in the family that he, Beihan, was the real No.1 of the Beijia.

Bei Han turned her head and cast her eyes on the position where Bei Long Xing was stunned, only to see that the latter was also looking over, with a hint of disdain seeming to hang from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Xiaohan, you are awesome!"

Looking at Beihan who was walking back to the viewing platform, Slimy smiled coquettishly and gave Beihan a little thumbs up.

"You kid, you are hiding something very deep."

Bei Mingtian also said with a smile, but there was no sense of blame in his words. Beihan's strength was beyond his expectations.

Moreover, Beihan's performance today was also very exciting. The excitement in Bei Mingtian's eyes was almost happier than his being the first in the family.

"hey-hey."

Bei Han scratched his head and smiled, but seeing that Bei Mingtian didn't delve into it, he felt a little relieved.

In the arena, after Beihan's competition ended, the top three had been thoroughly selected. They were Beihan, Beilongxing, and a boy in the sixth level of body tempering.

However, after seeing the strength of Beilong Xing and Beihan, the boy at the sixth level of tempering body directly abstained, because even in a fight, he couldn't beat any of them, so he might as well look at Beihan easily. Han and Beilongxing are competing for the first place.

Seeing that young man give up all his efforts to fight for the first place, Bei Xiaohu also nodded slightly. The current Beihan and Beilongxing are indeed not something that a sixth-level warrior like him can compete with.

So now there are only two people left, Beihan and Beilongxing.

"Rest now for half an hour, half an hour later, the decisive battle will begin!" Bei Xiaohu stood between Beihan and Beilongxing, and his voice spread throughout the martial arts arena.

Under the approving gazes of Xianxian and Beiyi, Beihan came to this beauty village.

Now Beihan has firmly won the top two. After round after round of competition, Bei Mingtian feels like a dream, as if seeing himself fighting on the stage a few years ago.

"Xiaohan, good job. But if you don't have the confidence to defeat Beilongxing, you can also choose to give up. He is different from Beisong."

Bei Mingtian smiled at the corner of his mouth, very satisfied with Beihan's current results.

But Bei Mingtian is still very worried about facing the more powerful Beilongxing in the next round, because compared with Beisong, Beilongxing is definitely a ruthless guy, which can be seen from the injuries of Beilei and Bei Yiyi .

"Haha, it's okay, I have long disliked him, and I am looking for an opportunity to teach him a lesson."

Bei Han smiled slightly, and the indifference and confidence flowed out naturally.

Hearing this, Bei Mingtian was taken aback, but looked at the young man in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said: "Then be careful."

Bei Han nodded, then closed his eyes, and quietly adjusted his spiritual power, striving to bring out his strongest strength in the final battle.

Time flies, half an hour is fleeting.

"The time is up, please, Beihan and Beilongxing go to the battle arena to prepare for the decisive battle."

Hearing that deep voice, Bei Han suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Xianxian and Bei Wei behind him, and then walked into the arena under the gaze of many eyes, when he turned around, his eyes flashed A faint sneer.

Today, I, Beihan, will completely get rid of this trash name!
Bei Han slowly stepped onto the battle stage and stood still, facing the rumored strongest genius of the new generation of the Bei family, Bei Long Xing.

"Beihan, you really surprised me. But you're going to stop here."

Bei Longxing looked at Bei Han, and said lazily, as if he didn't take Bei Han seriously.

"Really, but it's just a little bit better than Brother Long Xing."

Bei Han put on the same gesture, but just glanced at Bei Long Xing lightly.

As Bei Han's voice fell, Bei Longxing's originally lazy complexion also turned cold, and a faint luster poured into his hands. It seemed that he didn't plan to hold back.

"In our generation, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like that. Let's see if you have the strength."

The corner of Bei Longxing's mouth gradually raised a sneer, and he was completely angry.

"Uncle, let's go to war!"

Bei Han ignored Bei Long Xing's words, but looked at Bei Xiao Hu in the audience, and said calmly.

"Okay, since both sides are ready, the final battle begins now!"

"Beihan, now I'm going to tell you with my strength how big the gap is between us." Saying that, Beilongxing spread his claws to grab Beihan.

"Eagle Claw!"

Looking at the bright light of spiritual power, Bei Han didn't dare to underestimate it. With his cultivation of the eighth level of Body Tempering, although he has some advantages over Beilongxing, this set of combat skills is a second-level martial-level combat skill. It is stronger than my own Luoyun Nine Palms.

Therefore, Beihan didn't ask him to directly spread out the Luoyun Nine Palms to protect almost all the gaps around his body. Then took three steps back.

"I have already cultivated the Eagle Saber Claw to the peak state, and you only have such a first-grade set of Luoyun Nine Palms, why do you fight me!"

Beilongxing, who succeeded in one blow, launched a second attack with a smile on his face.

The spirit is shining brightly, the light of Beilongxing's claws has become brighter at this moment, one can imagine how powerful such a blow is.

"Hehe, self-inflicted fellow, today I want to let you know that trash is trash after all, even if he is struggling, he is trash!"

Following Beilongxing's sarcasm, the claw that contained its strong spiritual power had come close, and the audience in the audience hardly dared to watch the next scene, and they all frowned.

"boom!"

The sharp eagle claws reached Beihan's chest in the blink of an eye. However, just as the claws were about to fall, Beihan also moved.

It was still Luoyun Nine Palms, but at this moment, such a first-rank combat skill actually blocked the second-rank combat skill of Beilongxing's cultivation.

Luoyun Nine Palms, one palm after another, when you reach the peak of cultivation, nine palm prints will appear in front of the guards. At this time, Luoyun Nine Palms are comparable to second-rank combat skills.

This was what Bei Mingtian told Bei Han when he first learned Luoyun Palm.

And now Beihan has reached this level.

After blocking Beilongxing's attack with one palm, Beihan moved clouds and flowing water, and immediately used the second palm and the third palm, and each of Beihan's palms had nine palm prints, unlike in the past when the last few palms were reached, Then the palm movement can condense the last palm print.

Under the impact of huge spiritual power, Beilongxing was completely at a disadvantage in the face of the endless Luoyun Nine Palms from the initial offensive to the final retreat.

"This brat is actually at the eighth level of Body Tempering Realm!"

Looking at Beihan's shining palms, Bei Fenglie stood up involuntarily, "I didn't expect Xiaohan to have such a talent."

Seeing Beihan who was completely in the upper hand, Xianxian and Beihan also smiled happily. Although they didn't know Beihan's strength, they had no reason to believe that Beihan would definitely succeed.

Sure enough, as Beihan Luoyun's nine palms were fully deployed, the spiritual power on Beihan's palms became stronger and stronger. When it was the last palm, the nine palms directly pounced on Beilongxing's claws under.

"what!"

With a shrill scream, Beihan stood still, and Beilongxing fell to the ground, unconscious.

At the last moment, Beihan's palm force completely destroyed the spiritual power on Beilongxing's claws, and even further crushed his hand bones. This kind of injury has only been a few months old, so I'm afraid he can't use it anymore. hands up.

Looking at Beilongxing who fell on the ground, Beihan's eyes were cold.

"Now, I'm going to tell you who is the real waste!"

(End of this chapter)