Dragon Warrior

Han Li didn't expect Ge Xiaotian to dare to go on stage, his face was expressionless, but the energy in his body was rapidly gathering.

"If you are looking for death, I won't mind giving you a ride." Han Li said coldly, holding a black dagger in his hand, with black energy hovering around him, looking very strange.

"I just want to loosen my muscles and bones. I really think I'm afraid you won't make it?" Ge Xiaotian shook his neck, and his bones made a crisp sound of "clucking". Although he was a little embarrassed with his chicken nest head on his head, the black python didn't hurt him at all. .

"Young Master Ge, well done, I'll top you."

"Brother don't cry, stand up and masturbate, don't cheat!"

Watching the excitement is no big deal, those disciples from the aristocratic family who were still attacking Ge Xiaotian just now started to cheer him up again.

"Spirit Crane Fist." Ge Xiaotian stretched out his hands and made a strange fingering. At the same time, he raised his left leg and stood firmly on the stage with one foot. A two-foot-tall spirit crane loomed behind him.

"It's actually Linghe Boxing. It's an ancient boxing technique that's almost extinct." The old man of the Li family narrowed his eyes, showing a shocked expression.

"It's the Ge family after all. It has a profound heritage, so don't underestimate it!" the ancestor of the Wu family also sighed.

This spirit crane looks faint, but its aura is pure. Following Ge Xiaotian's moves, it bends its neck and stretches its legs, as if dancing with the wind. It fits the natural way of heaven and makes people yearn for it.

Martial arts monks, in order to break through the limits of their bodies, will use external force to release the soul sealed in the spirit weapon with the seal technique. It is a relatively common type. A warrior can control the soul and can exert more than double the combat power, but he also faces the possibility of being attacked by the soul. The risk of backlash, the higher the level of the soul, the greater the threat. In the end, it will be backbited and become a part of the spiritual weapon.

The other is to observe the nature and comprehend the essence from it, so as to strengthen one's own strength. This is what Ge Xiaotian is displaying at the moment. After countless ancestors' pondering, comprehension, and continuous improvement, he can form an inheritance.

This kind of inheritance from the ancient times, except for aristocratic families, it is impossible for ordinary small families to have it, and it is very difficult to cultivate. If you want to achieve great success, you need extremely high talent and understanding, but there is no danger of backlash when you practice, and your strength will increase steadily. .

Wu Yi didn't expect that this guy actually had such a hand. If it wasn't for his extremely domineering power, it would not be so easy to subdue this kid.

"Beautiful fists and embroidered legs are just for show. Second brother, why don't you take him out?" Han Fei said coldly, watching Ge Xiaotian's momentum keep rising, at this moment the only way to seize the opportunity is to take the initiative.

Han Li, who was watching Ge Xiaotian dancing, also came to his senses, slashed his dagger obliquely, and the black python roared and rushed over. And with his finger like a sword, he cut off the long tail of the black python, which is considered revenge.

"Good... good... good..." There was a burst of applause from the audience.

The black python was not made of flesh and blood, a black mist rose, and soon a new tail condensed, but compared with just now, it was completely thinner.

Han Li's face became even uglier, his blood was almost gone, and his body began to tremble. The spirit beast was attacked, and he also suffered a backlash. If it hadn't been forcibly suppressed, he would have been vomiting blood by now.

"Don't confront him head-on, attack him at the foot." Han Fei shouted loudly. He had already seen that Ge Xiaotian's attack was fierce, but his right foot never left the ground. That must be his weak point.

Wu Yi has scolded this fat man countless times in his heart. He looks simple and harmless, but in fact he is extremely sinister. Snakes and cranes are fighting each other. Once his feet are entangled, it will be dangerous.

Han Fei understood, the black python meandered out, and went straight to Ge Xiaotian's feet, quickly rolled up half of Ge Xiaotian's body, and tightened it tighter, making him unable to move.

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to be squeezed out now." The big man who was still eager to try just now said with some fear, although he also admired Li Peiru's beauty, but it was too fucking dangerous, so he gave up decisively Qualification for the knockout round.

"Damn it, I'm really going to be in this boy's hands today." Ge Xiaotian's face turned red, his legs were entangled, his flexibility was greatly reduced, the body of the black python was already pressed to his chest, and it was difficult to breathe, with a foul smell It made me want to vomit, the snake Xinzi was already in close contact with his mouth.

"Young Master Ge, you need to hit seven inches to hit a snake. Do you still need me to teach you this truth?" Just when everyone thought that Ge Xiaotian was destined to be squeezed out by the black python, Wu Yi said leisurely.

"Yeah! How did I forget this?" Ge Xiaotian staggered his hands as if waking up from a dream, and tightly grabbed the black python's seven-inch vital area.

The black python roared, the light was shining brightly, and he desperately resisted. Ge Xiaotian also fired a real fire at this moment, clenched his teeth, and refused to let go. He was pulled into the mid-air, and everyone in the audience was far away and could no longer see clearly. From Ge Xiaotian's figure, he could only see the slender beak of a spirit crane biting the black python's seven-inch vital point.

Finally, Han Li couldn't hold it anymore, Yang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black python also weakened weakly, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

The powerful oppressive force finally dissipated, and Ge Xiaotian's feet softened, and he almost sat down on the competition platform, bending over to breathe in the fresh air. This battle was the first life-and-death battle he really experienced. The ancestors of the Ge family protected him, and he stomped on them all. Has he ever experienced such a fierce battle?

"Young Master Wu, I've been tricked by you this time." Ge Xiaotian couldn't help cursing, while walking towards Han Li with a grinning grin.

"Boy, will you accept this?" Ge Xiaotian hooked his left foot, kicked the dagger away, and stepped on Han Li's chest, smiling brightly.

"You..." The eyes of the disciples of the Han family in the audience burst into flames, but due to the rules set by Liu Yuliang just now, no one dared to come to the stage to help, so they could only worry on the sidelines.

Liu Yuliang, who was still secretly complacent just now, had a sullen face, as if he had swallowed a dead fly. He didn't expect that Ge Xiaotian would actually hide his strength and deceive the young master of the Han family.

"We quit, and admit defeat if we lose. There's nothing shameful about it." Han Fei knew his younger brother's temper too well, and he was extremely conceited. He would never bow his head easily, and said first.

"I didn't fight you, it's not your turn to be silly here, I ask you, are you convinced?" Ge Xiaotian stared at Han Fei and said, this kid's ribs were almost broken, he didn't even hum With a sound, a pair of eyes stared at Ge Xiaotian, wishing he could swallow him in one gulp.

"Damn it, your bones are really tough!" Ge Xiaotian felt a sense of contempt when he saw this look in his eyes.

"Young Master Ge, you need to slap someone in the face!" Wu Yi reminded him kindly as he was submerged in the crowd.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were on Wu Yi. This kid is so bad. He was the one who came out just now when he hit the snake seven inches. Otherwise, he might be Ge Xiaotian lying here at the moment.

"Wu Yi, don't challenge my patience." Han Fei said coldly, "Otherwise you can only go out from here sideways today."

Threat, Chi Guoguo's threat, did the young master get scared? Wu Yi sneered, glanced at the mysterious young man not far away, and said meaningfully: "It's not certain who goes out from here sideways, but you will definitely not see it."

"Crack...crack...crack..." Just as the two of them were fighting each other, the crisp sound of blows came from the stage, and Ge Xiaotian opened his bow left and right, and the blow was a delight.

The martial artist's strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. After a few slaps, Han Fei's face was already swollen, and the five clear fingerprints were particularly dazzling.

The old men in the audience couldn't stand it any longer. The young people nowadays are getting more and more outrageous, they don't have any manners at all, and they don't look like martial arts people, but no one can go on stage, they can only sigh aside.

The patriarch of the Han family, Han Mo, had an old face darker than Mo at this moment, and his gray beard was about to turn up. The one lying there was his direct descendant, and his favorite one.

Han Li is more talented than Han Fei in martial arts, because he is proud, conceited, and unsophisticated, but it also prevents him from being easily disturbed by common things, and he concentrates more on the way of cultivation, so he just turned twenty years old. He has already stepped into the Blood Coagulation Realm, and has always been regarded as the apple of his eye by Han Mo. This is the first time he has been brought out, and he did not expect to fall so badly.

"Damn, are you convinced? You still dare to stare, don't you?" Ge Xiaotian took a break, and raised his two palms again.

Poor Han Fei, his head is swollen like a pig's head, and there is only a slit left in his eyes, and he can't even open them. How can he stare at him!

"It's too cruel!"

"It's too bloody!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

There were endless sighs from the audience, but everyone's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they watched with extra enthusiasm.

"Ge Xiaotian, on behalf of the Han family, I am warning you that if you don't stop, my Han family and the Ge family will break up, and the Han family will go after you with all their strength, and there will no longer be any friendship between the aristocratic families." Han Fei threatened loudly. It is a statement on behalf of a family.

On this occasion, it is inconvenient for the old men to come forward, but they all kept silent, obviously acquiescing.

Although the Han family is not the Yanjing family, their strength is absolutely terrifying, and behind the Han family, there is a hidden shadow of the Taixuan sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and its foundation is immeasurably deep.

"That's what I said, it seems that I'm going to stop now, let's forget about it." Ge Xiaotian listened carefully, and when he said this, he stepped on his right foot without hesitation.

"Pfft..." Han Fei spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he lost his breath. The young master of the Han family, the hope of the Han family for the next 100 years, was stifled in the first experience like this.

And he died so aggrieved, being trampled to death by a monk of the same rank, there was deep anger and unwillingness in those eyes that couldn't close.

"Next." Ge Xiaotian kicked the gradually cold Han Li towards Han Fei who hadn't reacted yet.