Martial Invincible Sovereign

"Miss, I admit it. I'm offended." In the face of Zhan Ning, Sun Yi is also difficult to ride a tiger. On the one hand, she is a strong exhibitor, and on the other hand, she is unhappy with Zhan Ning.

"Ning'er, why don't you agree a hundred moves with this boy? It's not unfair."

A loud voice came out from under the stage. It was the exhibitor sitting on one side smiling.

"This boy is treated specially by the exhibitor."

"I know him. This boy was a genius who perfectly matched in front of the plaque of the king of war that day. It seems that the owner of the house is going to betroth his daughter to this boy."

The martial artists under the marriage recruitment stage were sour and envious. They looked at the unspeakable jealousy in Sun Yi's eyes.

And in another place of martial arts.

"Damn, who is that boy who can let the old man betroth his daughter to him?"

"Don't worry, young master. That boy can't fight Zhan Ning. Young master will take Zhan Ning when he comes on stage."

"Well, that's right. I must be the leader of the future exhibitors."

These are the arrogant young people who rode into the city that day.

And on the matchmaking stage.

"Then, according to my father, if I can support a hundred moves in my hand, my daughter will marry her."

Zhan Ning's beautiful eyes flickered and sighed. I'm afraid my father and daughter will disappoint you this time.

Sun Yat Sen looked innocent. If he lost today, his life would come to an end.

"That offends me, girl."

Sun Yi's feet suddenly whirled, and a residual shadow came to Zhan Ning in the blink of an eye. A domineering fist soared, and the violent golden energy of the whole body was like a layer of golden battle clothes, and the golden fist print condensed in the air was getting bigger and bigger.

Sun Yi dare not be careless. Zhan Ning's strength is obvious to all, and Lian Zhan Gang is not her enemy.

Zhan Ning's beautiful eyes flashed across the golden fist print. The fist style made her hair slightly messy. The thorn whip shook up again, and the whip shadow appeared. The red whip shadow was like fire and rain falling on Sun Yi.

"Crackle!"

The fist seal and whip shadow burst in the sky, bursting out waves of shock waves like water ripples. Sun Yi's fist intention to the sky has become more domineering since he realized the war intention in the war King plaque.

Fearless and fearless, I have only one punch in my heart. If you whip the power, I have only one punch in my heart.

Suddenly, Sun Yi's eyes flashed a golden light. It was not for the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, but for the war. A fist seal crossed the sky, and a fierce fist wind rose. The next second, Sun Yi's body appeared in front of Zhan Ning again. This fist was like a mountain falling from the sky. The huge pressure seemed to stop time slightly.

"Good boy, the Zhanwang fist left by his ancestors was really understood by this boy. It's your blessing that a husband like Ning'er deserves you."

The exhibitor's sharp eyes shot at Sun Yi. That fist is the oldest fighting skill of the exhibitor, which can only be understood from the plaque of the king of war.

Zhan Ning's beautiful eyes contracted tightly, and the pressure made her movements coagulate slightly. However, after all, she was the strong one at the peak of the Dharma body, and the thorn whip in her hand waved again.

Ten thousand whip shadows emerged in the void, then swallowed and condensed together. A flame whip shadow that was several times thicker than before appeared. A flame snake coagulated to the marriage platform. This hot meaning made some martial artists watching under the platform feel that they fell into the furnace, and the void near the flame whip shadow was hazy.

Sun Yi uttered a light spit, and the golden fist hit the snake of fire. A more terrible glare of light and shadow shot out, so that the weaker martial artists under the recruitment stage could only lower their heads and close their eyes.

Huge gusts of vigorous wind set off dust all over the sky, and shock waves rippled the whole recruitment platform like radiation. The central stone slab of the two men's battle turned into powder.

"How could it be so strong." Zhan Ning looked unbelievable. She occupied the advantage of cultivation, but she could only block the fist seal.

Zhan Ning is not a loser. A thorn whip lashes at Sun Yi again, and the lotus moves gently. The thorn whip emits a hot wave. A whip wind comes first, and then Zhan Ning's figure appears in front of Sun Yi like a blink.

Sun Yi's eyes had been fixed on Zhan Ning for a long time. The angry dragon gun pointed out, and the golden strong Qi split towards Zhan Ning without pity. The angry dragon gun shook again and again, and a harsh hum in the air rang through the whole matchmaking platform.

Zhan Ning's beautiful eyes flashed, but they were also smart. The thorn whip fiercely circled the angry dragon gun for several times. Sparks splashed everywhere. He wanted to pull Sun Yi back, but found rujinsong nailed in place.

"Come here!" Sun Yi gave a low cry. He made a sudden effort in his hand and quickly pulled back the angry dragon gun. With his strong strength, Zhan Ning stumbled and fell in front of Sun Yi.

However, with great strength, Zhan Ning fell on Sun Yi's broad chest, and his head was tightly attached to Sun Yi's chest.

"This..." the sudden scene also made Sun Yi dumbfounded. Originally, he just wanted to take back the angry dragon gun.

This scene made the whole audience stunned. How could they hold each other together.

"You bastard!" Zhan Ning, who responded, blushed and hurried away from Sun Yi's arms. Her body retreated again and again. Her beautiful eyes flashed and hid, and she didn't dare to look at Sun Yi.

Why am I not angry? Well, but the guy's chest is quite warm. Zhan Ning's heart suddenly came up with this strange idea.

"Good boy. I know how to cultivate feelings now." The exhibitor on the other side smiled, and Sun Yi was very satisfied with his performance.

At this time, Sun Yi was also at a loss. He looked forward and said, "girl, I didn't mean it, it was just unintentional."

"Nonsense, rogue boy, you haven't done a hundred moves in my hands." Zhan Ning put away the throbbing and shouted to Sun Yi.

This time Zhan Ning's attack was not as fierce as before, but softened a lot. She kept replaying the previous scene in her mind. That hug made her heart tremble, and her eyes at Sun Yi were not so annoying.

"That bitch, do you like that boy? Is this a martial arts contest?" The young man beside the stage had a look of resentment in his eyes.

The time of the hundred moves passed quickly, and Zhan Ning didn't know what she was doing. In her mind, Sun Yi's broad chest had been seducing her mind. The hundred moves were just doing it.

"A hundred moves have passed. Congratulations on this young man becoming the son-in-law of my exhibition family." A loud voice came into everyone's ears, and then a hiding light appeared on the marriage recruitment platform. It was the exhibitor.

It turned out that the exhibitor had been counting the moves between the two people. After a hundred moves, he couldn't wait to fly to the marriage recruitment platform. He didn't allow any more accidents in the competition.

What makes the exhibitor happy is that Zhan Ning's heart was captured by this boy in the battle just now.