Zombie Bodyguard

"I'm me, no need to admit it!" Liu Xiaoxiao screamed, and at the same time raised his hands, like an eagle spreading its wings, as if it was about to dive and smash and kill prey.

The slender arms originally felt slender, but at this time they were full of strength, and the audience also saw that the tight-fitting sleeves undulated and moved under the vigor of running.

The vibrance of vigor disturbed the air even more, and everyone seemed to hear the howling wind, just like the eagle swooping down from high altitude.

This momentum and power appeared on a woman, and the contrast between softness and fierceness struck everyone's eyes, and the audience watched.

"A woman has an eagle's heart and soars for nine days. Although I don't know what her move is, she already possesses it." Lin Tianwei smiled.

"What's wrong with women, women can't have ambitions?" The young lady glanced at him, slightly dissatisfied.

At this moment when the two were talking, Liu Xiaoxiao had already attacked like an eagle, and she did not use a weapon, but just attacked with her bare hands. However, in this first round, Liu Xiaoxiao exerted his full strength.

She knew very well the gap between her and Ji Zimo, so she spared no effort and went all out to win.

The wind was blowing, and she had reached Ji Zimo in front of her, and she fought with her hands from side to side, just like a hawk grabbing a rabbit and grabbing Ji Jimo's head.

"Eagle strike, wind crack!"

The low-pitched sound blew in everyone's ears, and those who laughed at her couldn't help shaking. They could seem to imagine that if they stood in front of her, they might have fled.

Of course, Ji Zimo is not them. Ji Zimo is a congenital master. In the face of such a fierce attack from Liu Xiaoxiao, he doesn't move half a step under his feet, he doesn't dodge, and his expression is still ancient.

"One punch ..." Ji Zi Mo faintly said, and then punched out without any skills, no moves, pure strength.

With a bang, Ji Zimo hit the center of Liu Xiaoxiao's martial arts with one punch, and she felt a powerful force. In an instant, "Eagle Strike, Wind Rupture" collapsed and disintegrated.

Liu Xiaoxiao flew out and crashed into the crowd, and the ancient warriors avoided each other.

With a bang, he fell to the ground, and the talent stopped. Liu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and wanted to stand up, only to find that his whole body strength was dissipated. No matter how the Qi was operated, the strength could not gather.

"You lost." Ji Zimo said very surely, then stood still, no longer making a second punch.

This condescending appearance made many people unhappy, and Liu Xiaoxiao was even more unhappy and refused to accept it, but she had no combat power for a short time and could not launch a second attack at all.

The results were clear at a glance, the old man announced loudly: "The first match, Ji Zi Mo Sheng."

As soon as the result was announced, Ji Zi did not return, and left the ring platform, still sitting in his seat, as if there had been no fighting just now.

Everyone felt the difference in strength. The congenital master was too powerful. There was no innate strength, there was almost no hope of winning, and even a move could not be resisted.

This result was the biggest blow to the casual practitioners. They used to think that, with their own efforts, they could one day stand up to the ancient Wu family.

It is now discovered that those outstanding disciples of the ancient Wu family not only worked hard, they also had powerful resources.

The so-called "Everyone's starting point is the same" is just a lie, because some people have something that they have at birth and others cannot reach it through their lifetime.

The ancient martial arts warriors were silent, and now they felt the gap and a kind of spiritual harm.

The disciples of the Ji family, the disciples of the Situ family, looked at those downcast ancient martial arts warriors, not only did not have sympathy, but developed a sense of superiority.

The older generations of Ji Wancheng and Situ Yuanzhong are even more indifferent. Ji Wancheng's desired effect was achieved, and Ji Jialiwei strengthened his position.

Lin Tian shook his head slightly, and sighed, "There is no difference between the ancient martial arts world and the secular world. Eighty percent of the resources are concentrated in the hands of 20% of the people. These 20% of people form a circle. Barriers, that 80% of ordinary people, can't break this barrier throughout their lives. "

The Xiao family sisters, Yun Xiaotian and Ling Shuiyao could not refute, because they are also 20% of them. Of course, they can't blame them. The barriers of the circle were established by their ancestors, and they were unable to change.

Ling Zishan stood up slowly, glanced at the people in the field, solemnly said: "Victory is a matter of common practice. Among our ancient martial arts warriors, there are many talented and persevering people, they just lack an opportunity."

"Therefore, Langya Court decided that after the end of the ancient martial arts competition, disciples from outside Langya Pavilion will be recruited. As long as you have perseverance and perseverance, you can also learn upper-level exercises and martial arts. I hope everyone will not give up."

"The road to cultivation is long. I try to search upwards and downwards, and it is unreasonable. I just hope that on the road to cultivation, there will be more people traveling with me." Ling Zishan's voice was not loud, but every word fell into the San Xiu Wu Wu In the heart.

The ancient martial arts practitioner looked up, looked at Ling Zishan, and looked at Langya Pavilion, as if looking at hope, the fire of faith, rekindled in his eyes.

This belief is not in the Ling family, not in the gods, or in anyone. They believe in the spirit of ancient martial arts.

Ji Wancheng and Situ Yuanzhong listened to Ling Zishan's words, and then saw the reaction of the ancient martial arts practitioners, and frowned. Because in their view, Ling Zishan's words are equivalent to breaking the rules, or to break certain conventional barriers.

"Master Lingge, some of the rules were made by the ancestors. Did you say something like this? Www.ltnovel.com ~ Ji Wancheng said indifferently. Although not explicitly stated, the tone clearly means blame.

"Brother Wancheng is right, we still don't want to do those things that are inconsistent." Situ Yuanzhong was more straightforward and said that the decision of Ling Zishan was inconsistent.

"Two old immortal, self-respecting superiors, unwilling to break the rules, and unwilling to watch the Ling family absorb the talents of casual training to grow, to use the old rules to suppress people, his skin is thicker than Lao Tzu. Skip your lips and disdain.

Of course, who is Ling Zishan and how she might be afraid of them? She said humblely: "This is the case of Langya Pavilion. I, the master of the cabinet, should not interfere in Langya Pavilion's decision."

Ji Wancheng couldn't think of Ling Zishan's lack of face, his brows frowned deeper, and his face was a bit cold: "As seniors, we still have the right to make comments."

Ling Zishan was still sitting, her face stunned and unshakeable. What she said almost made the two of them spit out old blood: "You can make comments, I can choose not to listen."

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