Martial Arts Master Chapter 124: Yangtian laughed and went out

Looking at Peng Leyun's slightly staggering back, feeling the uncontrolled tremor of his own muscles under the influence of the residual current, Lou Cheng, standing in the center of the ring, suddenly felt a little bit of sorrow. www. biquge. info

Finally defeated the big devil once dignifiedly, it is not easy!

Starting from today, he and I are really on the same level, looking at each other, no level or low.

It’s been two and a half years since Master took me to the north of the mountain to see Peng Leyun in the morning, receive education, and set goals!

Hundreds of days and nights, I got here step by step.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that I can overwhelm the "Taoist" from now on. It can be felt that even if the secret method is included, the gap between the two sides is still a little bit between them. After fighting the "Sigh after the Ice", the ending may be completely different, rather than the level of human being promoted. At the current stage, every step will be very difficult, even if you have mastered the skills of the "Fire Department" and "Taoist" practice. It has become another faculty, and it is just a rich means to play one or two unexpected effects, and it can't bring substantial elevation. For a long time, the two will win each other.

Lou Cheng glanced at Peng Leyun for the last time, slowly retracted his gaze, and said silently in his heart:

Next, our contest is to see who can get closer to the "Dragon Gate" faster, and who can become a Waigang earlier!

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Above the stands, An Chaoyang, who came to pay for a ticket specially, released his crossed hands, leaned back, and sighed to himself:

"Hey, the'Taoist' lost the game without making waves..."

Peng Leyun in the past has not failed, but he has either lost in the wheel of the strong, or he overturned the ship because he wanted to see the opponent’s fascinating knowledge. It is rare to go all out and lose to the opponent. At the same level Even more so!

In the locker room where the Imperial College is located, Ren Li watched the live broadcast throughout the whole process and was not worried that it would affect the upcoming second semi-final.

At this time, her beautiful doll-like face is a little more melancholy, and a little more decomposed.

Unfortunately, Lou Cheng finally caught up, worrying became a reality, and liberation is "proving" that Taoist priests will also "fail", and there are times when they are powerless, not the invincible demon king, a little shadow in his heart. Swept away.

I can beat you too... She rubs the sheathed long sword lying horizontally on her lap, her tentacles are warm and brass as new.

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"The building is completed!"

"Peng Leyun, Peng Leyun!"

With half flames, half sea water, half cheers and half inspiring shouts, the host Liu Chang in the live room exclaimed: "A wonderful game, a tyrannical building, the era of the great devil is completely over."

"Indeed, although the gap between them is not big, maybe Peng Leyun can win the next game, but the invincible'big devil' has indeed passed away." The guest commentator He Xiaowei sighed and echoed, "From now on , The master is not lonely!"

"The masters are not lonely...That's a good point! They don't have to worry about not having opponents of the same level, they can forge each other, promote each other, like enemies and friends, surpassing the past!" Liu Chang exclaimed, and added, " What I mean by "enemy" is a competitor."

The fans nowadays are terrible, they put their hats on when they don’t agree, speak carefully and then be careful, and be careful and careful!

"Well, there are not many such contests in inhuman matchups in professional tournaments. You can always take it back. Then Liu Chang and I will publish a detailed commentary. It will not be a little stuck like just now. I was stunned, and I couldn't keep up with the rhythm. Haha, if you want to watch the replay now, the Baiyutang video we cooperated with supports online pull back and slow performance." He Xiaowei helped the partner put up an advertisement.

Liu Chang nodded invisibly satisfied, and then said with emotion:

"It's a pity, Lou Cheng's senior year will enter the professional competition ‘internship’, otherwise, he will be an unshakable super demon in the next college martial arts club."

"What's the point of bullying a'primary school student'? Without Peng Leyun, without Ren Li, without a similar opponent, what's the point of abuse of food? A waste of time, a waste of life!" He Xiaowei said with a smile.

Liu Chang thought for a while and answered seriously:

"Only for me, I must admit that abuse of food is really interesting!"

As he talked, he laughed, which made He Xiaowei laugh.

"Well, the second game is about to begin. Let's see how much strength Lou Cheng still has, and whether he can perform miracles!" After ten seconds, Liu Chang's face became straight.

"I don't think Lou Cheng can do anything after winning Peng Leyun." He Xiaowei has always expressed his opinions.

Shut up! A supporter of Shanbei, a fan of Peng Leyun, shouted these two words together in his heart.

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In the early morning in the United States, the sky was slightly bright, Yan Zoke leaned back on a pillow, computer in front of him, tablet on the left, mobile phone on the right palm, while continuing to watch the live broadcast, he pulled back the previous battle again and again, brushing it over and over again. The beautiful words of the forum Weibo.

When the referee just announced the result, at the seat of Songcheng University's Martial Arts Club, Yan Xiaoling had jumped, danced her arms excitedly, and mumbled the so-called words.

If it weren't for He Zi's pulling, she really didn't know what she would do.

Deng Yang, another **** fan, also raised his fists frantically, **** with Cai Zongming, Wang Dali and others over and over again, and the others were a little speechless.

Mom's mental retardation... Classmate Xiao Ming glanced up and down at the corner of his mouth, then cursed inwardly.

Oranges are so **** good!

Indulged in joy, they forgot that the game was not over. It was not until Fang Zhirong, who had freckles and a beautiful face, climbed the stone steps. They calmed down and waited for the referee to wave his arms indifferently.

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On the ring, looking at the enemy with a baby-faced face and a slightly gloomy temperament on the opposite side, Lou Cheng didn't take a breath, but returned his energy and blood for fear of wasting his little spirit.

Although this will cause the body to continue to experience the paralysis and stimulation of the electric current, when the battle is officially started, you can "snap and fight" in the game!

Looking at Lou Cheng's slightly twitching body, Fang Zhirong didn't dare to neglect, put on the air and concentrated on it.

The opponent is indeed close to the limit, and has a more serious impact of electric shock, but the thin camel is bigger than the horse!

The dying beast is equally ferocious!

The referee did not wait, raised his right hand, and slammed it down:

"Go!"

Fang Zhirong bowed his back and sprang out to the side in a strange posture, like a snake wandering around, a wild wolf concealed against its prey, the figure seems to darken, as if dragging out a dark shadow.

He wants to fight around the enemy, waiting for a fatal chance!

Lou Cheng took a breath, supported the numbness and soreness of the muscles, using the strong "seeing self" control ability as the center, thumped out, and instantly changed from static to high speed. When turning, rubbing Void, broke through the air barrier, swayed in the wind, and actively pursued the enemy!

Boom! boom! boom! The wind was constant, the thunder was intertwined, and it seemed that there was a divine approach. Lou Cheng continued to change directions, madly advancing, and narrowed the distance with Fang Zhirong with a shout.

However, the opponent's body is weird, slipping without leaving his hands, eagerly, difficult to lock.

At this moment, Lou Cheng's spirit condensed, and he sketched out the ancient characters, and the blood followed the movement, stimulating somewhere in the body.

Huo Ranfeng's eyes were sharp and cold, and the blood "shot" out, covering the enemy.

Fang Zhirong's heart swayed immediately, as if he had come to a blood-stained battlefield, facing the general who was riding a high horse and raising a butcher knife, and he was trembling from the inside out, and his figure was halting.

It was this meal that Lou Cheng grabbed the front, hugged his blood, and resolved part of the numbness, his left fist wore a glove with glittering frost and swayed out.

The effect of the simplified "Bing" tactics is not strong. Fang Zhirong wakes up after just staying, seeing that he can't avoid Ice Soul with heavy punches, he explodes Dan Jin, bulges his arms, straight fists forward, and strong block.

Boom!

Fang Zhirong's body is swaying, and his strength is equal to that of Lou Cheng in his current situation, but his blood is cold, his muscles are slightly stiff, and his movements are a little bit meaty.

Slap! Lou Cheng tried to "return his strength" again, his right fist lingered in the red flame, turned into a cannonball, and shot out.

Happiness! He broke out continuously, alternating his fists, sometimes the "Ice Soul" slowed down, and sometimes the "Yandi" wounded, and the connection was so heavy and precise.

Boom boom boom! Fang Zhirong was struggling to support, barely holding, trying to get rid of the predicament with the ultimate move, or dodge and retreat, regroup, but couldn't find a chance. The opponent's rhythm control and moves were connected as if a ruler had been measured, without any flaws. , So that the unique knowledge that I have worked hard to cultivate this year is not useful at all!

In the fierce attack, Lou Cheng suddenly slowed down, using his first hand to visualize the heavy and hot "Emperor Yan" and Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, who was stepping on the red dragon.

Step! He stepped forward, pulled his right arm back, bent the bow and shot the arrow, and shot out his fist heavily.

The "Fire Department" simplified the outer gang, the fist of implosion!

In the previous battle, Lou Cheng used his ice energy and was exhausted, and could no longer support his "drinking". Even if he tried his best, the impact of opponent Zhirong would be limited, and it would be difficult for him to remain injured and wasted.

At this time, Fang Zhirong was obviously at a loss for the changes in the enemy's rhythm and couldn't adapt enough, so he could only "hold his strength", spray his "Pill Qi", squeeze his palms, and place them under Lou Cheng's fists.

Boom!

If a bomb explodes in his body, his blood will roll frantically, and his internal organs will seem to shift.

Lou Cheng contracted his vitality and blood, and another heavy fist of the cold icy soul struck Fang Zhirong's barely erected arm. He staggered backwards, his muscles stiffened, and he hugged again. Dan, struggling to contend.

It was visualization and implosion again, Lou Cheng's expressionless face, took a step forward, raised his right fist, smashed down heavily, and hit the opponent's hurriedly erected arms.

Boom!

Fang Zhirong's eyes, nostrils, ears, and lips were filled with crimson overflowing. The blood was tumbling to such an extent that it was difficult to move, and the internal organs suffered severe damage.

Lou Cheng regained his strength and tried to punch the "Ice Soul" again, but his head was suddenly dizzy, and his spirit was beyond the limit.

He didn't hold the pill, and the condensed blood dispersed.

Fang Zhirong froze for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ and then suppressed the injury, seized the opportunity, pulled his back, swayed back, and jumped more than ten meters.

This was not over yet, he forced a turn and flashed to the side.

It's a pity that the building has been in a while, trying to catch up, and try again with normal attacks.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt that the world was spinning and he almost fell, and he had no choice but to stop.

When he stepped out, Fang Zhirong was like a frightened bird, swinging his weight, and hurriedly backing away, seeming to be frightened.

Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh at it.

He couldn't stop this laugh. It was from Fang Zhirong's overreaction and from the joy of defeating Peng Leyun with difficulty!

"Haha..."

Lou Cheng shook his head, ignored Fang Zhirong, ignored the referee, turned around, stepped on his feet, smiled and walked to the stone steps, and left the ring freely.

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