Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 303: Mysterious body method
What an arrogant tone! What a flamboyant mood!
But why is it still so weird?
"Boom..."
On Zuoqiu Hongyuan's arena, he stepped out in one step, moving his body, and lightly patted the opponent's body. The strong yang product who had been fighting with him for a long time could no longer maintain his balance, slipped and fell into the ring.
Standing up straight, the tall and straight body exudes incomparable pride.
Zuo Qiu Hongyuan turned around and stared at Ouyang Ming, with a strange arc slightly wafting from the corner of his mouth.
The dominance of a yin-class warrior is really interesting! At the very least, before today, there has never been such an overlord in the Wanbao Conference.
Although the ancestors of Ji Dao will not make a move, Yang Pin is already recognized as the lowest standard. Generally speaking, if you haven't cultivated to the fifth rank of Yang Pin Peak, you don't have to worry about this position at all.
However, today, there is a warrior of Yin class who risked the world’s great disapproval to take the stage, and instantly defeated three of the same rank by means of treacherous means.
Such a thing is absolutely unique.
His eyes fluctuated slightly. If it weren't for he was also dominating, he might take the stage challenge regardless of his status.
Wu Hanning's eyes lit up, and she slightly nodded, shouting so loudly, this is a touch of masculinity! However, a thought came into her mind, this little liar, is there any masculine character to me?
The face that was hidden by the face towel was suddenly flushed.
Her mental power is so powerful that she would never be so distracted in her daily life. However, after she was born, she encountered countless strong people. However, Ouyang Ming was the only one who could compete with her in spiritual power.
She is not in love, but just feels like she has found the same kind.
In the vast crowd, it is not easy to find such a person. Therefore, she hopes from the bottom of her heart that Ouyang Ming will be able to make a blockbuster, and she will look at him differently from now on.
It's just that she didn't know that when she had this idea, she had already looked at him differently in her heart.
Bai Shixue paused and let out a helpless sigh.
If she comes one step earlier, when Ouyang Ming has not made this voice, she can still deal with it as the master of the IKEA Pavilion, and persuade Ouyang Ming to get out of the ring, not to do such unwise things. .
However, when this voice spreads far and wide and everyone knows it, if she wants to stop it anymore, it will be against the trend. Not only is IKEA's face lost, but Ouyang Ming will never want to look up in front of others in the future.
Taking a deep breath, Bai Shixue suppressed all the anger and annoyance in her heart. She suddenly turned around and said solemnly: "Old Hu, you go back and take all the energy potions!"
"All of them?" a yang-pin strong behind her asked in surprise.
Energy medicine is not a general wound medicine, but a special medicine. This medicine is extremely difficult to prepare, even if it is IKEA, it is impossible to have too much inventory.
Generally speaking, this kind of medicine is a life-saving treasure, and it will never be squandered at will.
However, the words of the Young Pavilion Master turned out to be all the energy potions, which naturally made him a little unbelievable.
Bai Shixue slowly said: "Since Master Ou wants to do something a man should do, then we should do our best to help."
Although her voice is very light, she has a powerful force that cannot be refuted.
The two strong males looked at each other, and their hearts were secret.
What do men should do? Could it be that the two of us are not men if we don't have domineering?
However, looking at the high ring and the people under the ring, they felt a chill in their hearts. If you don't count, don't count. If you dare to dominate now, you will definitely be dragged to death by countless lives.
For the sake of your own life, just feel wronged.
A strong male figure left, while another strong male figure was protecting Bai Shixue carefully and slowly moving closer to the ring.
At this time, no one paid attention to Wu Hanning or Zuo Qiu Hongyuan's arena.
Even Zuoqiu Hongyuan, who was the first to propose dominance, seems to have ceased to be the focus of everyone's attention.
The Wanbao Conference began to dominate on the first day, which is indeed jaw-dropping, and it has won the opinion and respect of countless people.
However, all of this became trivial after the strong Yin Pin made the same declaration.
At this time, what was being discussed among the people was that Ouyang Ming, who was younger and bolder, was overwhelmed.
Many yang-type strong men frowned slightly. Although they wanted to take the stage and beat this little guy down, they were embarrassed to bully the little guy in the end because of their identity.
If you play against Ouyang Ming at this moment, it is only natural to teach the opponent after winning. But if you accidentally miss it, you will end up hating it forever.
And more Yin-type warriors are also looking at each other and ready to move.
After Ouyang Ming easily solved three Yin-rank martial artists of the same rank, even the ignorant knew that he must be weird. If there is not enough self-confidence, indeed no one dares to take the stage easily.
However, since there are so many people here, geniuses with strong confidence are inevitable.
They believe in themselves more.
A figure suddenly rose into the air and dexterously jumped onto the ring occupied by Ouyang Ming.
This is a young man who is about 20 years old. He held a long sword in his hand, clasped his fists, and said: "In Xiafeiya County, Yan Junchi, I’m here to ask!"
This person declares himself as soon as he opens his mouth, obviously confident.
Ouyang Ming nodded slightly. From this person's breath, he knew that he was a peak powerhouse of Yin.
However, as far as he is now, he doesn't need a cultivator to delay time.
"Ouyang Ming, Changlong County, please, Brother Yan."
Yan Junchi took a step back a little, and said loudly: "I want to learn the skills of Brother Ou on weapons, please do it for Brother Ou."
Ouyang Ming was slightly startled and couldn't help laughing. And under the ring, there are many people beyond regret.
Yes, none of the three people in Shicai carried weapons. Seeing Ouyang Ming's bare hands, could it be that the weird means could not be released on the weapons?
The more powerful the skills, the more restrictive they are in line with their power.
The more they looked at Ouyang Ming, the more firmly they believed in their hearts that this kid's weird methods would definitely not be able to be copied on weapons.
With a slight glance, Ouyang Ming turned around, took a saber from the weapon rack at the corner of the ring, and said: "Brother Yan, please."
Yan Junchi's face changed slightly, and he sternly said: "Brother Ou, don't you have a weapon to put your hands together?"
Ouyang Ming laughed, and secretly said in his heart, I have a hand-held weapon, and I am still a magic weapon! However, this weapon is not here.
Yan Junchi snorted, and suddenly put away the special long sword in his hand. He also came to the weapon rack and chose a common sword: "Brother Ou, I won't take advantage of you."
The corners of Ouyangming's mouth twitched slightly and nodded silently.
On the two high platforms in the distance, Wu Hanning and Zuo Qiu Hongyuan both whispered, idiot!
Yan Jun said loudly: "Brother Ou, I'm offended." With a movement of his body, he immediately unfolded his body and turned around Ouyang Ming.
This person's body skills are extremely fast. Once it is performed smoothly, it is like a vigorous panther moving back and forth on the ring.
Under the ring, all those who know the goods have a slight change in their complexion. Even some strong males nodded slightly, the mystery of this son's body is indeed guided by a famous expert.
However, even though Yan Junchi's body skills were deployed, he was always cautious whenever he approached Ouyang Ming. Once Ouyang Ming turned his head and stared at him, he moved quickly like a frightened bird. In any case, he never confronted Ouyang Ming directly.
This is also because the methods shown by Ouyang Mingshi are too crooked, that's why it brought him tremendous pressure.
Ouyangming's face was smiling but not smiling, and his eyes moved with Yan Junchi's body style. There was a hint of joy in his eyes.
Although he has a lot of martial arts experience, he has not learned much.
Although I have seen a lot of stamina in the Ni family heritage, there is no one as mysterious as Yan Junchi.
After a while, he had already concluded that this body technique is definitely a true knack, and it will not be inferior to the powerful skill of the Breaking Throat Gun.
It's just that Yan Junchi's lack of cultivation is far from being able to use the mysterious Olympic Games of this body method to the extreme.
But even so, Ouyang Ming can learn by analogy and gain something.
Faced with such an opponent, he couldn't bear to beat him to death with a stick.
However, Ouyang Ming is willing to drag on, but Yan Junchi is not willing. He repeatedly shot from places where Ouyang Ming couldn't see, but the result was all in vain.
Because Ouyang Ming always turned his head at that moment, those eyes that were as deep as the starry sky made him frightened.
However, it is impossible for him to procrastinate so endlessly. Exercising this kind of stamina is an extremely heavy burden for him.
Sensing the true Qi fading in the body, Yan Junchi suddenly yelled, unfolding his body skills to the extreme, leaning over.
The sharp sword light followed the mysterious and quick body style ~ IndoMTL.com~ as if it enveloped a small half of the arena.
Ouyang sighed secretly, this guy still couldn't help it.
Looking at Yan Junchi reluctantly, the huge spiritual power was crushed down in an instant.
Yan Junchi, who is rushing forward, has piercing eyes, and his spirit and energy are all climbing to the peak of his life at this moment.
However, at this moment, an irresistible pressure fell from the sky, as if the mountain was crushed by the top.
There is no room for resistance, Yan Junchi's eyes are white, and his footsteps are staggered. When the sword is stretched forward, he has lost his focus and fell on the ring with a thump.
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