Frightened by Liu Yu's talent, Wu's disciples secretly made up their mind that he should never stay.
Determined, in order to avoid a long night's dream, without hesitation, the young man surnamed Wu launched a secret method and quickly improved his strength.
Liu Yu saw that her breath was constantly rising, and she knew that the other party must have launched a secret method. Moreover, at least it was the secret method of the top grade yellow level, because at least it was the secret method of the top grade yellow level, so that his strength could be improved.
It's lower than the top grade of yellow. It's useless for a martial arts master.
"Well, my second type of palm has yet to be improved. The pressure this guy gave me just now is not enough. There is no way to improve it. Now it is just right." From the beginning to the end, Liu Yu did not regard it as an opponent, just as an object of trial.
For all this, Wu youth naturally did not know, but at the moment some regret said: "it is a pity that your great talent, today is to be buried here."
Liu Yu didn't speak. At the moment, he didn't have the extra mood to speak. Now he is trying to reflect on the boxing and palm techniques he has seen. Among them, there is paiyun palm used by Wu youth.
Seeing that Liu Yu didn't speak, the young man surnamed Wu thought that Liu Yu was frightened by his accomplishment that he had suddenly reached the top of the third grade of martial arts master. He stopped talking. Instead, he used his best strength to pat Liu Yu.
No matter what moves the opponent uses in paiyun palm, Liu Yu always fights against the eight wastelands with pride.
It seems that Liu Yu has been passively beaten, and the situation is in jeopardy. However, if you look carefully, you will find that Liu Yu's move is changing all the time, and her power is gradually increasing. Although both the change and the frequency of power increase are subtle, they are extremely real.
"This younger martial brother..." All the people present, Murong Xue, find Liu Yu's strange, Liu Yu is preparing to take each other to sharpen his moves.
The more young Wu felt that Liu Yu could not stay, the more quickly he attacked.
At a certain moment, Liu Yu suddenly stopped. The young man surnamed Wu was careless and thought that Liu Yu could not hold on under his stormy attack.
"Ha ha, die!" Wu, a young man with the surname of Wu, made his best shot. Even if he was given another chance, he might not be able to make such a blow.
Facing such a blow, Liu Yu was not in a hurry. On the contrary, she was full of spirit. She said in her heart, "just try my power of creating perfect eight wastelands."
Seeing that Liu Yu is still using this move, the young man surnamed Wu can't help sneering. The power of his attack is at least 30% more than that of the previous attack. How can Liu Yu resist it? In a trance, the young man surnamed Wu seems to see that Liu Yu has been beaten to pieces by himself.
But soon, the smile on the young man's face solidified.
Liu Yu's two palms collided with him fiercely, and then a huge force poured into his body. Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet.
In disbelief, the young man of the surname Wu was unwilling to fall down, but the exterior of his body looked intact. In fact, the internal organs of the young man of Wu family name had been blasted into Rouge by one blow, and Da Luo Jinxian was unable to recover.
"How can it be? How could elder martial brother Wu lose? How can he lose when he is so fierce?" Qinling almost collapsed. Among the people who took part in the examination this time, the most powerful disciple of Qingyun sect lost and died.
Originally, he thought that Liu Yu would lose. He solved Luo Fu earlier, so he could cook Liu Yu by himself.
Who would have thought that the sudden appearance of Murong Xue in front of him prevented him from dealing with Luo Fu, which made him very depressed. Now, the sudden death of senior brother Wu made him extremely frightened.
Liu Yu is very satisfied with her move. She has almost reached the power of Xuan level martial arts. Although she has only one move, it's a good move as an assassin's mace.
Picking up the package of the young man surnamed Wu is very heavy. Liu Yu is very sincere. It seems that the young man surnamed Wu has got a lot of tokens.
Put away the package, Liu Yu see Murong snow is still fighting with Qinling, Liu Yugang is going to help.
"Ding..." When the bell rings, the elder of the inner gate shouts: "the examination of the outer gate disciples is over, everyone stop."
The voice of coercion came, and everyone who dared to violate it stopped. Qinling was also relieved. When he saw Liu Yu walking away, his heart was about to jump out.
"That's great. I found the tenth token. I've got ten tokens together. I'm a disciple of Liuyun sect."
"Ha ha, I've got it together. I'll be a disciple of Liuyun sect, too!"
Some people are happy, naturally some people are sad, and among them, there are those who are not willing to say in a high voice, "who has a token, buy it at a high price, one hundred pieces of spirit stone, if there are not many tokens, you'd better exchange it for a spirit stone, otherwise you'll get only one token, but it won't benefit you at all."
One after another, Liu Yu was surprised by the call to buy and sell, and some of them really succeeded, which immediately made more people follow suit.
Liu Yu's eyes are patrolling around, suddenly found that in the corner not far away, it is Lin Yifan squatting on the ground, full of pain.Liu Yu went to Lin Yifan and asked, "what's the matter, elder martial brother Lin? Haven't you found enough tokens?"
"How could it be? I found fifty tokens." Speaking of this, Lin Yifan was complacent, and then he said angrily: "unfortunately, those tokens have been robbed. It's not difficult for those people to deal with them individually, but there is nothing I can do to deal with me together. Finally, I scattered the token and threw it everywhere, which gave me a chance to get rid of myself..."
I didn't expect that Lin Yifan was still in a bad temper at this time, and Liu Yu was also a little annoyed. But after all, everyone is from the same family. It's better to care about it. If you can help, it's better.
Thinking that he had many tokens and had not seen the package of the youth surnamed Wu, he was absolutely enough to become a disciple of Liuyun sect. So he asked, "how many tokens do you need, elder martial brother?"
I was a little embarrassed, but Lin Yifan replied: "I wanted to fish in troubled waters and get benefits by taking advantage of this scuffle. However, it was too dangerous when the population was dense. Therefore, eight tokens were needed to let me become a dog and become a disciple of Liuyun sect."
"Eight dollars?" Liu Yu calculated for a while, then took out eight tokens and said to Lin Yifan, "elder martial brother, now you can enter Liuyun sect?"
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