Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 137: Brother

At the beginning of the trial, nearly 500 students immediately fought fiercely in the ring.

People are constantly being beaten to the outside of the ring, and all kinds of gorgeous martial arts are dazzling.

These five hundred inner courtyard students have everything they need to practice martial arts.

"Hahaha...I practice horizontal martial arts, the Huang-level top grade martial arts ‘Iron Wall Jue’! Let’s see who of you can defeat me!"

A burly young man jumped onto the ring and immediately stabilized the bottom plate. His entire body swelled up his clothes. Several inner courtyard students attacked him but failed to shake him. He couldn't help but feel a little proud and laughed. .

"Arrogant! I want to see if it is your iron wall art, whether it can stop my broken water leg!"

A leaning young man next to him was obviously dissatisfied. With a long roar, his legs kicked out again and again, bringing a gust of bad wind to the burly boy.

Boom boom boom boom...

The sky is full of leg shadows, as if a curtain has been opened between the sky and the earth, the overwhelming momentum rushes to the burly youth, the dull voice, deafening.

"Hahaha...too light, too light!"

The burly boy resisted dozens of kicks, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were triumphantly looking at the boy showing his legs.

Without a dozen tricks, he failed to win the opponent. The boy looked a little ugly. He was about to use more martial arts, when the burly boy suddenly shouted.

"Lie down for me! Tieshanjin!"

The sound fell, and his clothes suddenly swelled up like a balloon.

Boom!

The leaning young boy kicked his legs and feet on the burly boy, his face changed wildly, he screamed, his whole body was spit out blood and flew out of the ring!

"Hahaha...My Iron Wall Art has been cultivated to great success, strong and soft, who can beat me!"

The burly boy shook his opponent and laughed wildly.

"Damn, this guy is too arrogant! Everyone, he is so powerful, we are definitely not opponents. Why don't we go together! Put him off the ring first!"

"Good!"

I don't know who yelled it, and there was an echoing voice around him.

A dozen students, murderously surrounding the burly boy.

The burly boy's laughter stopped abruptly, his face changed slightly, and he pretended to be calm and said: "You dare to join hands, do you still have shame!"

"Winners and losers! No matter how much you care about, everyone!"

Boom boom boom...

More than a dozen students practiced their martial arts and attacked the burly youth.

Boom, boom...

A dozen pairs of fists and feet, with the sound of breaking wind, attacked the burly boy together.

"Ah! I'm not reconciled!"

Although the burly boy is strong, his fists are hard to beat with his four feet. After supporting for a moment, he spits out a mouthful of blood and flies off the ring with an unwilling look.

"Self-inflicted..."

Luo Feng saw this scene and shook his head with a wry smile.

Now everyone is fighting, everyone is afraid of opponents higher than their own cultivation base.

This burly young man deliberately showed off his strength, he was digging his own grave!

In a short moment, two to three hundred people have been blasted off the ring.

Luo Feng saw Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan on the ring.

The students from the inner courtyard of the Dragon Tiger Column a hundred outside, are basically in the six-fold supernatural bravery state.

Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan are the cultivation bases of the Seven-fold Tibetan Spirit Realm. In the arena, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, even if they don't use their anger, they will immediately turn their backs wherever they go.

"Flowing clouds over the peak!"

On the stage, Bing Ruolan gave a soft yell, and danced lightly on the arena, with a sword in his right hand, which struck out like lightning, and his movements were smooth and agile.

Boom, boom...

In the fierce air current four, the nearly ten inner courtyard students beside her all groaned and fell to the ground, unable to stand up.

Hey...

Seeing this scene, a gasp sounded from the stands, and even Zi Hongyuan's eyes lit up.

"The Floating Cloud Swordsmanship of the Dacheng Realm is rare. Bing Ruolan's talent for martial arts is unique."

Zi Hongyuan nodded slightly, his eyes admiring.

Every time Bing Ruolan makes a move, several students must fall to the ground.

Finally, when other people saw her approaching, they immediately dispersed in horror, not daring to do anything with her.

In response, Bing Ruolan smiled bitterly, stopped, and stood quietly on the ring, waiting for the end of the game.

"Hehe, good swordsmanship! As expected of a "fairy"!"

A hearty voice sounded and Li Heshan came over. After he defeated dozens of opponents, no one dared to fight him again.

Bing Ruolan glanced at Li Heshan and smiled lightly: "Your opening punch is also good, and no one can block your punch until now."

Li Heshan coughed awkwardly, and glanced at Luo Feng in the audience, his face a bit hot.

Yesterday, he and Luo Feng started their hands and unfolded the mountain fist with all their strength, but they couldn't shake Luo Feng for half a point. At this moment, I am embarrassed to accept Bing Ruolan's praise.

The number of people who can stand on the ring is getting fewer and fewer, and soon, only the last ten people are left.

"The trials are over! Congratulations to the ten of you, who are eligible for the next round of competition."

A middle-aged instructor walked to the ring and announced to the remaining ten people on the ring with a smile.

Immediately, he took out a porcelain bottle from his body, poured out ten blood-colored pellets, and said, "Here are ten blood-stained pills, which can help you recover your injuries and vitality. Take them to take them. Prepare to participate in the next round of competition. Match."

"Thank you for teaching."

The ten people thanked them, took the blood shendan and took them, and then each walked off the ring.

The entire martial arts field was still immersed in the melee atmosphere just now, and everyone was talking about it.

The topic mainly focused on Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan, who showed outstanding performance.

"Unexpectedly, in addition to the hundreds of Dragon and Tiger Pillars, there are students from the Seven Layers of the Essence Realm. It is really surprising."

'Ruthless Man' Zhou Tong looked at Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan who walked off the ring, his eyes were a little surprised.

Nan Xiao, ‘Blood Fiend’ next to him, smiled:

"I know both of them. The teenager was Li Heshan, the monitor of the Jinyang squad, and the girl was Bing Ruolan, the squad leader of the Yinyue squad. Both of them have good talents. It's reasonable to have such cultivation skills. It's just that. That ice-like blue swordsmanship, like a dangerous mountain near, and like a flowing cloud, has a high artistic conception. It is estimated that it has been instructed by a certain expert..."

Zhou Tong nodded and did not speak any more.

The initial cultivation base of the Seven Layers of the Essence Realm, although the inner courtyard is considered to be a leader, it still does not arouse much interest in him.

"Ruolan, congratulations."

Bing Ruolan walked off the ring, and Luo Feng stepped forward.

Bingruolan's short and light blue hair shone with a charming luster under the shining of golden sunlight. She was also very happy to win the game. Looking at Luo Feng, she smiled: "Thank you."

Next is the ‘Scramble Tournament’, which competes for the top ten of the Mavericks. Both of them stopped talking and sat down to adjust their interest.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged instructor in charge of the competition stepped onto the ring and announced:

"Everyone, the competition is about to begin. In this competition, as before, the 100 of you will be divided into ten groups. Each group will have a top ten student of the Wing Tiger ranking, and the last ten students who won , Will qualify for the next round of finals challenge!"

The game adopts a random lottery rule. Which two people are drawn, which two people will go to the stage to play against each other, and the winner will be determined. Those who win continue the game, and those who lose lose the qualification to continue the game.

"Now start the grouping. One to ten is a group, the eleventh to twentieth are a group, and so on, everyone will come forward to draw their own numbers."

After the middle-aged instructor finished speaking, he glanced at the audience, and the other two instructors moved a huge sandalwood box to the ring.

The students who got the qualification for the competition stepped forward and got their numbers from the sandalwood boxes.

"I hope you and I are not a group."

Bing Ruolan looked at the sandalwood box, worried.

If they are divided into a group, then one person will definitely be eliminated.

Luo Feng was also a little nervous in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He smiled and said, "It shouldn't be so coincidental."

Bing Ruolan nodded, her small face barely squeezed out a smile, inhaled slightly, walked to the sandalwood box, and reached for a number plate.

Luo Feng followed behind and took his own number plate.

"What's your number?" When they walked to the side, the two asked at the same time.

Bing Ruolan smiled slightly and spread out her palm, "I am number five. How about you?"

Luo Feng raised his brows slightly, and a helpless smile appeared on his face: "It looks like this is a coincidence."

Speaking, he took out his number plate.

Number three!

It happens to be the same group as Bingruolan.

Bing Ruolan was slightly lost, immediately holding his number plate, blinking, and looking at Luo Feng with a smile: "It's okay, I can't make the top ten anyway."

Luo Feng didn't speak. He didn't expect that he would really be in the same group as Bing Ruolan, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"What are you two talking about? Why are your faces so ugly." A hearty voice suddenly sounded, and Li Heshan came over.

Seeing the number plate in Luo Feng's hand, Li Heshan immediately guessed the matter by seven or eight points, then turned to Bing Ruolan and said: "Bing Ruolan, show me your number plate."

Bing Ruolan's eyes flashed a hint of doubt, but he still passed the number plate to Li Heshan.

Li Heshan took the number plate and smiled: "Can I change the number with you?"

"Why?"

Li Heshan pointed to Luo Feng, shrugged and said: "When Luo Feng and I were in the King's Tournament, we had an agreement to have a showdown. Now it just happens to be an opportunity, and my number is twenty-four. No Team up with him. I hope you are a grown-up."

Although Bing Ruolan felt that something was wrong, she didn't want to be in the same group as Luo Feng, so she nodded: "Okay."

"Thank you."

Li Heshan handed Bing Ruolan his number plate and blinked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Li Heshan, and whispered: "I owe you a favor."

Li Heshan waved his hand, learning the expression of Luo Feng yesterday, frowned and said: "A big man~IndoMTL.com~Don't be hypocritical with me!"

Luo Feng smiled and hammered Li Heshan's shoulder, "I am grateful."

Li Heshan smiled faintly, shook his head and said: "I was injured by Lin Yuanjin yesterday. The injury hasn't recovered yet, so I definitely won't be able to enter the Qianlong list. It would be better to be a good friend."

Thinking of Lin Yu, Luo Feng's eyes were slightly cold, and he said solemnly; "Don't worry, I will personally avenge you tomorrow!"

Li Heshan felt the bitter chill radiating from Luo Feng's body. He was shocked and looked at Luo Feng deeply. Could it be that he really has the strength to defeat Lin Yu?

At this time, the voice of the middle-aged teacher on the side ring suddenly sounded.

"The team has been divided, and the competition has officially started!"

Wow!

The voice fell, the whole martial arts field burst into flames, and the cheers went straight into the sky...