Chapter 150

Wu Jing is defeated!

The defeat was so muddled that no one could react. He had already rushed to the stage and ended the game himself. However, there were only a few people present who really understood what had happened

"What happened?" Ling Yuyao turned around and looked at Yang Chen curiously. He said in an incredible way, "how did Wu Jing suddenly jump off the stage?"

"It's magic."

Yang Chen's face was a little dignified, and said slowly, "the first ability of Shura's martial spirit is illusory art, which makes people fall into it unconsciously Wu Jing, it should be in the first moment of seeing the spirit of Wu, entered the magic of Mo fan! "

Hearing this, everyone's face changed slightly.

Magic?

It sounds very advanced.

Yang Chen pondered for a moment and said, "however, Mo fan should be merciful. Otherwise, he can kill Wu Jing as long as he wants with the illusion of cultivating the soul of the martial arts."

When they heard this, they looked pale and could not speak.

This Mo fan is really powerful!

It's really tricky for Wu Jing to be defeated if he doesn't waste a knife and a sword!

Luo Qingling hesitated for a moment and said, "moreover, since this person has been able to cultivate martial spirit, it means that he must have reached the martial arts realm His age is about the same as ours, but his accomplishments are much higher than ours. "

Speaking of this, Luo Qingling sighed and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

She thought that with their strength, she was already outstanding in the Qingfeng Empire, but she didn't expect that there were people outside and heaven and earth!

This time, Wu Jing is afraid to be deeply hit!

……

Under the stage, Wu Jing fell and sat on the ground.

Eyes gradually restored to the clear, and when he responded to what happened, a sense of despair, immediately filled his heart.

He lost! Lose completely!

The other side has not even put out the sword, he has been defeated!

This made Wu Jing a little hard to accept.

"Jingxie sword spectrum, it's just like this." Mo fan came to Wu Jing with a smile and said, "it's a pity. I don't know how this sword technique is called the first sword skill of the Empire? I didn't even use my sword. You've already lost. It's really Rubbish

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Wu jingdun was so angry that he would get up and beat him.

"Enough!" At this time, a shout came, Wu mountain river said: "Wu Jing, you have lost, hurry back! Don't be shameful

Hearing this, Wu Jing was shocked.

Stand up slowly

Without saying a word, he returned to the rest room like a walking corpse.

The crowd did not speak, but looked at him silently, not knowing how to comfort him.

For a person who always thinks highly of himself, it is hard to make up for any consolation when he is suddenly hit by this.

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment and walked over, but did not wait for him to speak

Wu Jing suddenly raised his head and said seriously:

"Yang Chen, if I tell you that I just slipped my foot, do you believe it

Yang Chen's face was as usual, and said, "of course I know that you have slipped your feet. Otherwise, with your strength, how can you not beat him?"

Yang Chen smiles.

Hearing this, Wu Jing's face immediately showed gratitude and said, "thank you, Yang Chen."

"You're welcome." Yang Chen did not speak, turned and continued to watch the game.

The first game soon ended, and the disciple named Mo fan also directly entered the top five.

In the second game, it was Ling Yuyao's turn to play.

The little girl seemed very excited. When she left, she took Yang Chen's hand and seriously said, "Yang Chen, you must watch my game well later. Do you know?"

"Don't worry. I'll watch you all the way." Yang Chen smiles.

Ling Yuyao blushed and spat softly: "who wants you to stare at me all the time, but also to see the opponent Well, I won't tell you, I'm going to the game

Ling Yuyao said, is to open a small short leg, jump to the stage.

Yang Chen looked at her players for her.

Fortunately, they are all ordinary goods. There is nothing to worry about.

However, the only thing to note is that Ling Yuyao has a fat man on his left. He is about twenty years old, but he is extremely fat. He is estimated to be about two or three hundred kilograms. His flesh is like a hill, and he is staggering.

And this fat man's cultivation has reached level 9!

In contrast, Ling Yuyao, after so many days of tempering, is only a level 8 martial artist.

"If you win with speed, the monitor may have a chance to win." Yang Chen calculated in his mind.

And just as he calculated, the game had already begun.All the people used their most powerful strength to fight against each other. This kind of scuffle is not brainless, but also skilful!

For example, at the beginning of the game, the odds of the weak are lower than those of the strong, so at the beginning, the weak need to unite and fight the strong first. After the partnership has finished, their winning rate will be much higher!

Sure enough, as soon as the game started, the other eight people on the field were immediately divided into two groups, one group focused all the attacks on Ling Yuyao, the other group focused all on the fat man!

They all know, these two people, are the strongest on the field!

For a moment, the whole stage was full of spiritual power and martial arts.

Ling Yuyao used a kind of palm technique. Her hands were covered with a layer of red spiritual power. The girl's figure swayed between waves. This set of palms originally belongs to the kind of extremely strong, but in Ling Yuyao's hands, it has a little more softness and appreciation.

But under her palm technique, those contestants all screamed incessantly. Ling Yuyao beat them to fly out and fell to the ground, completely losing the competition qualification!

After finishing all this, Ling Yuyao can't help but look at Yang Chen under the eye stage.

See the other side is smiling at themselves, as if in praise of themselves.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao was very happy.

On the other hand

The fat man's action was more simple and crude. When other people's attacks fell on him, it was like hitting on a sponge, which did not have any effect.

The fat man is still motionless, as steady as Mount Tai!

Suddenly, he stretched out his hands and picked up the four players on the ground.

There was a roar in his mouth, then a wave of both hands -

the players were directly thrown off the stage by him.

Disqualified.

From the beginning to the end, the fat man did not move. He looked very relaxed.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen's eyebrows immediately wrinkled up, a sense of uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart.

This fat man, it seems, is not as simple as it seems

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