Chapter 502

Long Teng spear and Luohe's right fist collide again, and the sound of metal clang fills people's ears.

Wu Yong's body turned back slightly, his arm shook, and he almost didn't grasp his body shape. At first, Wu Yue was more and more excited, but now, he has begun to doubt himself.

The power of the Dragon spear was blocked by the other party's bare hands. It was ridiculous.

Of course, the onlookers at the scene also thought it was ridiculous.

In shock, Wu yongmeng took a breath and released his whole body's spiritual power without reservation.

The ability to control the spear is displayed to the extreme. The Dragon spear raises the spear shadow all over the sky and covers the whole body of Luohe River.

Qiang ---

Qiang >.

Qiang!!!!

"Er!"

Wu Yong gave a dull hum, as if he was hit by an irresistible storm. His steps fell back in a staggering way. He stopped after more than ten steps. His hands shaking with the Dragon spear.

Luo He put down his hands and looked at him calmly, but he did not attack again.

With a sigh of relief, Wu Yongchang took the Dragon spear back into the space ring, stood up straight, gave a grateful smile to Luohe, and said, "brother Luo, I lost, I am convinced."

Others can't know, but Wu Yong knows very well that the last impact was completely beyond his tolerance, enough to let his dragon Teng spear fly out. But just as his dragon Teng spear was about to be released, his powerful spiritual power suddenly withdrew

As for Wu Yue, who specializes in weapons, Long Teng spear is his partner who believes in his life and never leaves his body.

For such a man, it is a great shame to be knocked out of his arms, which is almost more difficult to accept than to kill him.

"If possible, I really want to make friends with brother Luo." Wu Yongdao. This time it was completely taken, including Lin Xiao and Xiao Tian, who played before. Wu Yong gave a lot of respect and affirmation in his heart.

"With your words, we are already friends." Luo He smiles.

Wu Yong is stunned, and then he gives a fist to Luohe, smiles sincerely, and Shi Shiran walks down.

"I lost." Wu Yong walked to his brother and said quietly.

Those who had not yet played were silent. Wu Yong should have been one of the few people who had lost, but they couldn't be happy anyway.

The elder martial brothers who are stronger than them are defeated miserably, and those who are similar to them voluntarily admit defeat. In this situation, their pressure only increases.

In the hall, there is already a lot of noise.

The leader's own disciple has lost three rounds in a row. Can we say that the honor of the sect should be defended by these "outsiders"?

Of course, after watching for such a long time, they also understood that those who just came on the stage were very strong. At least the result showed that the shadow hidden under their frivolous performance was the real strength.

In the world of martial arts, food is the original sin. It's an eternal rule that whoever favors others. At least now, no one will underestimate them.

"Brother Luo I don't see. You don't even play with your friends... "

After Luohe finished, Xiaotian was the first to go up and clapped on the shoulder of Luohe.

"It's a bit of a day Brother.. "

" AI... "

Xiaotian is about to say a few Sao words to molest Luohe, but without saying a word, Luohe falls on him like a piece of soft mud.

On his back, Xiao Tian suddenly felt a burst of wet, raised his hand to see, the palm side of blood.

"Master..."

"Well, help him to rest first."

Gu Zhong couldn't bear it. All his disciples wanted to win. It was he who was the leader, but he didn't provide enough for them.

Before the game, Luohe pistol was given to him to protect himself with more hind hands. Who knows that the boy is quite twisted and even uses his body to pick up other people's sharp weapons.

Although Luohe's body is tempered by plastic body pill, it can resist sharp weapons by strengthening with spirit power.

But after all, there is a gap in cultivation. Wu Yue's strength is still hard. Luohe's forced support will cause great loss to itself.

This round of winning is really dangerous and dangerous. If Wu Yong and Murong Yinxia Mo do the same thing step by step, Luohe will surely be defeated.

Now people are dizzy, Gu Zhong is not good to say anything, but next time, he doesn't want to see his disciples injured.

"I'm here to ask for your advice."

Before Gu Zhong decided, someone stood up on the opposite side. According to their position, this person should be ranked fourth. His cultivation is higher than that of Wu Yong, and he destroys the Dharma Realm seven times.

"Master, let me go!"

Tang Wu can't wait to be on the stage. In the first few games, not only the off-site audience was worried, but also they were boiling with blood. It turns out that the senior brothers who practice and do tasks together on weekdays are so strong!As the saying goes, the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation. Tang Wu now urgently wants an opponent who can give him pressure to find his own upper limit.

"Wu Song, you go."

"Master..." Tang Wu frowned. The leader didn't let me go. Didn't you believe I could win?

"I don't want to see you injured. Wu Yong was hardly seriously injured in the last game. Although Lin Xiao severely injured murongyin, he was also seriously injured. Without ten days and a half months, it is difficult for them to recover as before."

The ancient clock said in a resolute tone: "although won, it is disgraceful."

Tang Wu's whole body was shocked. Just now, in those three competitions, he won the contest with such a huge gap in cultivation. Isn't it glorious?

On second thought, the headmaster is right. After all, the contest is a contest. He takes a big risk to win like brother Luohe. If one fails to resist, his meridians are damaged and his foundation is not protected, even if he wins the next competition, he loses the overall situation.

And Tang Wu's pride in winning the previous three games completely disappeared.

"I understand."

Tang Wu replied, and then stood aside honestly, waiting for the leader's arrangement.

"And you?"

Gu Zhong turns to Wu Song again. Wu Song nods firmly. He can fully understand Gu Zhong's mood. After all, he was the head of the mercenary regiment. When he thinks of the scene of his brother's tragic death at the foot of the spirit beast, wu song is deeply trapped in self blame.

Therefore, the ancient clock will have such concerns, but also let him firm determination to follow the ancient clock.

Although he was young, he was resolute and decisive in his life.

"Wu Song, come and fight with you."

Turning over and jumping on the test platform, wu song is not humble or arrogant.

"Have fun."

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