Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

The competition was in full swing, and the sky was stained with a rouge-colored sunset. At the end of the stage, a tall and sturdy man was left. He defeated two or three people in a row. The coat was damaged and his appearance was slightly embarrassed, but However, the momentum continued, and after kicking his opponent off the ring, he raised his arms high, exposing strong and swollen muscles, and provoked the audience.

Several people on the table have been watching the changes. Seeing that these reckless people have stayed on the ring, they have cast aside, how can they think that the leader of the martial arts should not be held by such a reckless person.

"How? Do you want to go up and play it once?" There were only a few people left to take the stage, and Heron looked at Ao Li, wondering if he was going to fall asleep.

"Play?" Ao Li opened his eyes and looked at him, with a smile in his eyes, and was very interested in his term.

After all, this is not an ordinary street competition, but a top-level competition. There are many masters in the rivers and lakes, all of them are hidden. Even the most corner seats may be some prestigious masters.

Heron didn't speak, shrugged, as if asking him back, didn't he?

Ao Li was greatly pleased by his attitude of trusting himself wholeheartedly. If there were no outsiders, he would certainly be tempted to hold him in his arms and rub his ears with him. Naturally, he didn't care if anyone cared , Just worried that this person will be angry because of thin skin,

No longer waiting, as soon as he dropped his clothes, he rose up in the sky and left the wind. The crowd just drew his eyes, and a long figure appeared on the stage out of thin air.

The stout man looked at Ao Li's slightly slender body and sneered in disdain, but saw that he was well-formed, and his whole body was extraordinary, and he did not dare to take it lightly. The footsteps had not yet moved, but suddenly burst into violence, and several large points on his body burst out of blood as if they were detonated by gunpowder.

Ao Li, however, is still standing lightly and quietly.

There seemed to be several twisted traces remaining in the air. Looking at it, it turned out that there were several air waves attacking. In front of the sturdy man's murderous door, the power was powerful and unavoidable. There was no trick. That's why it's only one move that determines the outcome so quickly.

This unexpected situation surprised everyone, never expecting a fight to end so easily, but it also fully reflected the depth of the internal strength of the latecomers, leaving such a master with no power.

This situation made people enthusiastic and gave birth to a heart that wanted to compete with such a strong opponent. A skinny old man jumped onto the stage like Qingyan, stunned, and sighed: "Finally see An incredible kid, my husband will come to meet! "

After he had said it, he shot without hesitation, flashing like a ghost, and rushing towards Ao Li with a breaking wind.

I saw Ao Li raising his hands in a hurry, and a stream of air came out, but it was not as easy as usual, and it was only able to block a blow. The depth of the internal force in it made Ao Li's eyes stare.

The old man paused for a moment, showing hearty laughter, and proudly issued another move. His left foot stepped forward, and the tip of his toes slightly shot like a sharp sword full of bows. Ao Li also stopped. A look of burnout, a little more serious, Bai Jing's hands exposed from his sleeves, it seems that he intends to parry the hidden master.

The two were quick to move. If it wasn't for many years of martial arts and eyesight, it was difficult to see what was happening on the stage. When he found that he had difficulty watching, he gave up and waited quietly for the result, or A little peeping from the reaction of others.

But no matter how dull he is, he can't ignore the increasingly strong breath on the two, especially Ao Li, whose magic is completely uncontrollable to leak out, making his side completely show a strong black Like the most depressing dark clouds, the rolling power is continuously released, and it competes with the person opposite.

The people on the stage recognized the identity of the old man, showing surprise and admiration, shouting the name of the old man who was alone, with words like "hundred years of martial arts" and "returning the customs" and "one step alone". The decisive deeds and praise kept digging into Heron's ears, and seeing that Ao Li's face was indeed getting more serious, Heron knew that this opponent was not simple.

Although Ao Li's complexion was not as relaxed as before, his eyes raised a kind of warfare that Heron had never seen before, so that his dark and cold eyes were stained with a bit of starlight, and he looked interested and sure enough Masters are more or less keen to compete with rivals of the same level.

The old man's internal strength is really strong, and he constantly supports his moves, but Ao Li's mixed-yuan demon body is not a bad name, coupled with his overbearing moves, so even if he is young, in the competition with him It is not inferior at all.

Until the end, the two faced up, and the two air streams behind them swelled violently, emitting a huge light. This powerful coercion made everyone in Xiwu have a hunch and couldn't help backing up.

With the loud noise and the light disappearing, the two stood at one end, and the ring platform also shattered into powder.

The two men were already a bit tired after this battle, and they were about to end it. The old man changed his previous aggressive posture, stroked the thin beard, and burst out of laughter from his chest again. "The afterlife is terrible! The old man is just a fun, this old bone can not afford to be the leader. "

At the end of the speech, he bowed his waist like an ordinary old man, squinted his waist and legs, hummed a fragmented tone, bowed his head to the crowd, and disappeared between the mountains and rivers.

When his figure was gone completely, a loud cry broke out from the audience.

Ao Li looked around for a week and found Heron's figure accurately. The two eyes met, Heron smiled.

The middle-aged man in charge presided over the situation in front of him and repeatedly asked the audience if there was anyone to compete with.

The people in the audience shook their heads one by one, and the hesitation before they even hesitated was interrupted. "Even the lonely old man has yielded to this, who dares to go up? Hey, let's just stop, this leader is not good."

Of course, there are also people who are not convinced. They criticized Ao Lipin and said, "This person is very powerful, but I heard that he is the master of the mixed Yuan religion, that is, the demon ... You just see the evil spirit around him. How can such a person be a leader? Even if it is a competition, it should not be something that cats and dogs can be ... "

All these whispers were naturally taken into Ao Li's ears. He lowered his eyes and thoughtfully his spine collapsed straight.

Heron was slightly puzzled, and cast a questioning glance at him. Seeing that he had become the last master, why did he show such a sick look?

Naturally, the communication between the two people was noticed by the interested people. As soon as they saw Heron, they got into a lively mind, run a few words and then proposed loudly, "Zhuo Daxia is here, don't try it. Do you want to vain this trip! "

Heron smiled helplessly and wanted to wave his hand, but Ao Li extended his hand to him in the ruins of Yantai, as if to invite him up.

His actions made everyone's atmosphere boil to the extreme hot water, boiling to the extreme. Although they are all masters on the rivers and lakes, in this case, it is not too big to see the excitement.

Moreover, if you let the boss of the demon become the leader of the martial arts league, it is really a big joke. I heard that Zhuo Shulang ’s martial arts are getting deeper and more extraordinary, and he looks familiar with him. In the end it was a little better?

Heron couldn't bear the hot eyes, shook his body, and spread his hands innocently to Ao Li. "It's not a bad thing to do, but I'm afraid I'll give in."

Ao Li raised an eyebrow and let him go first.

Herron also shot him a fake.

After experiencing rounds of battles among the masters, Heron ’s move was as impulsive as bombardment, but even so, Ao Li was forced to retreat to the border of the platform again and again, and then shook his head with regret. It seems to be inferior to people. "

"........."

Herron and the others were speechless for a while, but he did not expect that this slap of hand could defeat the arrogant man who had just returned to the masters, and let him give up.

"Uh ... this ... this ... It seems that the heroes are slightly better. Only then does the palm look weak and powerful, but the domineering is strong ... So where is the next brother to challenge?" The middle-aged man in the post wiped sweat with his sleeves, and continued to ask the audience due diligence.

Aoli raised his eyes in a timely manner and looked around the people for a week, showing threatening colors.

"........."

After a long absence of voice, the middle-aged man asked, "But no one is coming to challenge? So is the final master Zhuo Shulang?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't object much to it. He heard that he was kind and friendly, except for the previous rumors, he was fairly innocent. Most importantly, compared with this devil, Heron was extremely good and reasonable.

Heron was still in a state of ignorance. The middle-aged man came first to give him congratulations. The people who had previously greeted him quickly crowded around him, congratulating him diligently, and sending blessings. It seemed that Several people are familiar with each other, and the title of him in the mouth has also changed from "Brother Zhuo" to "Leader"

In the ear, the title of "Leader" kept digging into Heron's ears. Among the crowd, Heron was quite uncomfortable, hovering with the people around him, thanking him for being alienated, and his mouth dry Complained.

He stretched his neck, and finally saw Ao Li's figure. Seeing his leisurely appearance, Heron's temple was swollen and painful.

Why does it look like this? What did that person think?

As early as when Ao Li successfully defended Huantai just now, he was still physically and mentally comfortable, thinking that Ao Li would soon be successful, so that his task would be able to complete the situation.

Unexpectedly, the position of the leader came to his hands for no reason.

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