Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 137: Powerful special blood vessels

"Don't be mad, Seo Hyun is only ranked forty-two, don't think it is invincible, I will fight you."

A young man walked out.

"Pu Sichong is about to make a move. Pu Sichong used to be ranked 19th in the bronze list. This time he stepped back one place and ranked 20. He is much stronger than Xu Xuan."

Someone recognized the speaker.

Pu Sichong fought against the volley during the four-house competition, and his combat power was very strong. Everyone expected that Pu Sichong could teach the strong youth a lesson.

"Where are you on the bronze list?"

The strong young man asked with a smile.

"Not high, it's only twentieth. There are nineteen people who are better than me."

Puschong said.

"20th place?"

The strong young man shook his head and said: "You are not my opponent, let's come to a stronger one."

"Arrogant, you will know once you have fought."

Puschong strode forward and came to the strong young man.

"Brother, these wastes will not be seen in the coffin without tears, a quick fight, let them know how **** they are."

Jian Wuchen said coldly.

"Haha, don't worry, Brother Jian."

The strong young man grinned, and then shouted: "Boy, let's do it!"

Boom!

The strong young man also blasted a punch, his fist was black and shiny, emitting a metallic luster.

Keng!

Pusicong's long sword was unsheathed, and the sword aura rose to the sky. The cyan sword aura almost turned into substance, avoiding the fist of the strong young man, and slashed towards the strong young man.

"Want to avoid my fist, the beauty of thinking."

The strong young man sneered, his fist flicked, as if he had traveled through the space, and instantly blasted on Pu Sichong's sword.

There was a loud noise, just like the previous fight with Xu Hyun, black sharp rays of light shot towards Pu Si on his fist.

Pu Sichong's face changed, and his figure moved. With the help of the opponent's strength, his figure drifted back, and his long sword swung out, cutting out more than a dozen sword lights, blocking the black light.

"Can stop me with a move, good, but what's next?"

The strong young man laughed and rushed towards Pu Si Chong, slamming his fists continuously, and a series of terrifying fists enveloped Pu Si Chong, making a continuous roar.

Pu Si-chong ran his swordsmanship, cutting out a ray of sword light, and resisting it with all his strength.

Boom! boom! ...

In an instant, the two of them fought a dozen moves, and then a figure flew out, coughing up blood in the air.

It was Pu Sichong, he lost again.

Even if I try my best, I can only stick to a dozen tricks.

The hearts of the audience sank. Is this still a disciple who just started this year?

Is it too strong? Everyone could see that the Xuan-level low-grade fist practice cultivated by the strong youth had reached the fourth level, not far from the fifth level.

Moreover, his physical body is also very powerful, at least second-grade.

The most important thing is that the opponent's bloodline hasn't exploded, it's so strong.

Too abnormal, if you participate in the four-house competition, it will definitely cause a sensation.

The faces of everyone are ugly.

Does it mean that to deal with a disciple who has just started this year, we must dispatch the top ten masters of the bronze list?

Everyone couldn't help but looked at the top ten figures in the bronze list.

This time, the top ten in the bronze list has reached eight.

Except for Duanmu Yunyang and Lu Ming, everyone else is here.

Bu Xingkai, Duan Gang, Ling Kong, Duan Muchen, Cheng Feiluan and others have ugly faces.

It is a shame to deal with a disciple who has just started this year, even if he wins, besides, are there still Jian Wuchen and the young man with a sword who did not make a move?

The opponent obviously has no intention of letting go, regardless of the difference, the opponent will obviously not leave. Everyone on the bronze list will lose face today.

"Let me come!"

At this time, a burly young man walked out.

"It's Su Song, it's great to have Su Song."

Everyone was slightly happy.

Before the Fourth House Competition, Su Song was ranked eighth on the bronze list, although this time he was squeezed out of the top ten and ranked eleventh because of the rise of Lu Ming and Lingkong.

But the combat power is indeed very powerful, much higher than Pu Si Chong.

"Junior Brother Su, be careful."

Duan Gangdao.

Both of them are from Xuanwuyuan and have a good relationship. They are also the two strongest Bronze disciples in Xuanwuyuan.

Su Song nodded and walked out.

"Su Song, the eleventh bronze list, please advise."

Su Song clasped his fists.

"Hey, eleventh place, it seems that something interesting has finally arrived."

The strong young man licked his lips and sneered.

War!

There are no extra words, the two fight together.

Everyone on the court stared at him for an instant, hoping that Su Song would win.

Su Song's fighting style is very similar to Duan Gang, practicing physical and defensive martial arts, preferring defensive and melee combat.

The strong young people in the Kylin Academy also tend to fight close combat.

The two fist-to-fist, constantly bombarding, like two wild beasts colliding together.

The battle is extremely fierce, and the punches/shoots are fierce.

But the strong young man is indeed very powerful. It is obviously the fourth level of Xuan-level low-grade boxing, but when he uses it in his hands, the combat power he exerts is stronger than others of the same level.

Su Song has no choice but to explode blood and fight with him.

Fortunately, Su Song's defensive martial arts are very powerful, blocking the attack of the strong youth.

In a blink of an eye, the two fought dozens of moves, and it was difficult to distinguish the outcome.

"Damn it, can block me so many tricks, watch me blow your turtle shell."

The strong young man roared.

It seems that so many tricks have been blocked, which is a great shame to him.

Boom!

There was a flash of blood on the strong young man, and then a simple boxing glove appeared above his head.

"The blood of the glove? Is this the special blood in the legend?"

Everyone was surprised and watched curiously.

For most people, this is the first time I have seen a special bloodline.

The blood of the glove was jet-black, full of primitive aura. Everyone even saw the scars cut out by the sword on the glove, as if it had experienced a tragic battle, and a mighty fist filled out.

There are six chakras on the glove, obviously, it is the sixth level of blood.

Then, the blood of the glove disappeared in a flash, submerged in the body of the strong young man, and the strong young man's breath was full.

"Break it for me!"

The strong young man yelled and slammed a punch, reaching a peak.

Boom!

The horrible boxing force blasted on the tortoise-shaped shield around Su Song's body.

Amid the violent roar, Su Song staggered back, his face turned pale, and his defensive martial skills were almost broken.

"Come on again, see if you can block me a few punches."

Boom! boom!

The black boxing power~IndoMTL.com~ was so violent, Su Song was completely suppressed and could only defend with all his strength.

But even so, he only resisted more than ten moves, and was penetrated by the defensive martial arts by the strong young man, with a punch in the chest.

Su Song screamed, his body flew out dozens of meters, and he fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood, and breathing weakly.

With a punch, Su Song was hit hard.

"Junior Brother Su!"

Duan Gang hurried over, and after checking it, his face was angry, glaring at the strong young man, and said: "It's just a discussion, you are too ruthless."

"Who told him not to admit defeat and resist desperately, this is what he asked for."

The strong young man pouted his lips and didn't care.

(End of this chapter) Ten Thousand Dao Dragon Emperor