Rise Against Desperation

Hearing this, Fang Zhi nodded his head again.

"This is Fang Ruyu's master, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Master?"

"The people of Nan'an City taught him this skill when he was traveling, only because Fang Ruyu looked like the dead offspring of that expert, so he taught him."

Hearing this, Li Dao nodded: "no wonder it seems that the level of martial arts is not low."

Below the sound of a jade flute, Li's children fell to the ground in response to the sound, which naturally attracted the hearts of all.

"Is it the spirit attack?"

Looking at Fang Ruyu, who stepped down from the stage, his words were full of contemplation. As soon as the flute sounded, his opponent fell to the ground. He could not think of anything else except the spirit.

As for the children of the Fang family who had already left the stage, they all resounded with cheers.

"The flowers on the street are like jade. The eldest son of the Li family is unparalleled in the world."

Listening to these shouts, Fang Ruyu nodded with a smile and walked off the stage. Then she sat up quietly with her eyes closed.

As for the female disciples around, they were all obsessed with the color: "how handsome, childe, unparalleled in the world!"

The sound of cheering came from the Li family, and his mouth was curled up. However, his eyes were full of fear. For this strange skill, he had a look of thinking.

Only a few people did not show too much expression, just a little surprised.

Gradually after an hour, it was their turn.

Slowly walked on the challenge arena, for this young masked, people around have a very deep impression.

They've seen the young man who hit Li Jiawu's top ten times before. He's not a good one to provoke.

His opponent is a loose repair, there is no too much words, just about to start, I saw the opponent holding a fist.

"Thank you for relieving my brother's hurt before. I'm not an opponent according to your strength. I quit voluntarily."

In front of him, the bald boy had the top ten accomplishments of martial arts, but he took the initiative to admit defeat and walked down the stage.

Between the eyes, he saw the young man before, and then nodded and said no more.

Gradually, an hour passed again, and the second round of martial arts competition was over, and the cloud thousand clothes on and off the stage successfully solved the battle.

"Ha ha! Old man Huang, your family was beaten by the little city Lord, too? Do you still have to do it? "

"Well, what are you proud of? Your family is just a fluke. "

In the second round of the final, there are only 16 players left on the stage.

The sixteen figures, including Lin ya, are Fang Ruyu, Li Sanlang, Yun Qianyi, Gutian, Zhao San, and Yan Lan, as well as seven martial artists, ten Duan peak children, and the two ordinary teenagers.

"The third round of the final, come up and draw lots!"

He took the wooden card from the stage and looked down: "No. 3!"

"Zhao San, get out of here!"

The words roared out. Lin Ya followed her eyes and looked up. Zhao San walked out from the side of the ordinary looking boy, and then the corners of his mouth were playful.

"Yan Lan, you are so anxious to die, then I will satisfy you!"

Zhao San jumps up to the top of the competition stage with a smile. Yan Lan is quiet and silent when she comes to the stage, but the anger in her eyes has already been expressed.

"Give my family back!"

After drinking a lot, his whole body was full of martial spirit and his umbrella was thrown into the air.

"Heavenly maids scatter flowers!"

In the eyes, the paper umbrella whirled in the sky, and then the speed of light shot toward Zhao San below, a wisp of martial Qi turned into a substantial white light.

These lights seem to become very sharp under the sunlight.

"Rock shield!"

Zhao San suddenly hit the ground, the stones under the Biwu platform blocked his head, and the above blocked the substantive light.

Through the light, the shield's indication was pierced into big holes.

"Earth wave palm!"

"Scattered flowers coagulate!"

The two voices almost cried out at the same time. The ancient gray air current on the ground mixed with the stones on the stage shot upward, hitting the condensed white light.

Two people spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

"Die!"

This fateful Da Falin Ya frowned and was completely hated and lost his sense. This state will undoubtedly be full of crisis.

I saw Yan Lan already did not want to die close to Zhao San, but Zhao San's mouth slightly raised.

"Just waiting for you to get close!"

"Hum! I'm not afraid of you in close combat

It's not like that! His eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Zhao San's right fist above the competition platform. A trace of black air was condensed between his right fists.

Such a scene immediately spread the sound of the forest bud."Shut up and get out of the way!"

Yan Lan was stunned by the sudden voice of words, because he was very familiar with the voice of words. This voice was not someone else, but the young man who wanted to offer his freedom.

I didn't expect that young boy of the same age as him could communicate in his heart that he was a strong man in martial spirit realm, but the more he was like this, the more he trusted.

After listening to the young man's words, he quickly closed his fist, stepped up and quickly avoided the surrounding area.

All of a sudden, Yan Lan didn't fight with herself. Zhao San's eyes were full of doubts. Her mouth curled up and the air in her hand had already been used.

At the moment, he looks at the Cloud City Master Yun Qianyang on the high platform, and the divine consciousness spreads.

"City Lord, look at the breath of Zhao San's fist!"

After a short speech, he stopped speaking because he was afraid that Yun Qianyang would lock his position according to his divine sense and deliberately changed his inner voice when he communicated.

At this moment, cloud Qianyang suddenly stood up and faced the cloud Qianyang who suddenly stood up. The three masters around him were all with a color of doubt.

"The Lord of the city?"

Just after the words, I saw the master of Cloud City pointed out that he killed Zhao San directly on the challenge arena. Zhao Sangen could not resist the penetrating red beam.

For such a scene, Yan Lan had already been unable to avoid. In front of her body, a body with a burnt black chest was pierced, slowly looked at her chest, and then fell down with a puzzled look.

Yan Lan also has a color of surprise. Not only Yan Lan, but also everyone under the stage has a look of doubt.

"Don't doubt what I did. This man was the one who attacked our Wutang in Yuncheng and the black clothes people camp of the Lin family that night. I killed him without hesitation."

After a light word, he sat down and looked back and forth in the figure of the person below.

Lin Ya's heart leaped. He must have been looking for the person who had spoken to him before. However, all he could do at the moment was to stand still and calmly and look at the corpse above the stage like everyone else.