Chapter 100： too slow

(Fourth, seek the first guaranteed monthly pass in 2015)

Of the fifteen freshmen in martial arts, at least five were with Xiong Qisheng, or had an agreement, all of which were important targets for Ye Xing to guard against.

Mixing up with Xiong Qisheng is definitely not good for him.

Right now, Jiang Wenlong's attitude justifies this.

Ye Xing's eyes glanced coldly at Jiang Wenlong and said, "Jiang Wenlong, right? If you run into it later, whoever confesses to lose is the tortoise of the turtle king, and see who is making the **** out."

A sharp breath flashed in Jiang Wenlong's eyes, hehe smiled: "Okay, whoever admits defeat is the tortoise king bastard, hehe ..., garbage, you wait, I will beat your **** out, hehe ...!"

Nearby students, when they saw Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong fighting, some looked surprised and some sneered.

Although they all think that Ye Xing's strength is very strong, they don't think Ye Xing can compete with the master of martial arts.

Seventh martial arts, known as the master, and the distance between the six martial arts soldiers, is not just a little bit, but a gap that is difficult to bridge.

In the first round of the knockout round, Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong were unable to meet each other, because the rules of arrest were first in the group and second in the group. Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong were the first in the group to advance, so this round could not meet.

The names of the second-promoted students in twenty groups were placed in a wooden box and arrested by the first-promoted students in twenty groups.

When Ye Xing caught a paper ball and opened it, a strange smile appeared on his face, and the name on the paper was Feng Yuanming.

It seems that he and Feng Yuanming really have some fate, not only in the twentieth group, this knockout arrest. Ye Xing's chance was once again caught by Ye Xing.

When Feng Yuanming learned that the opponent in the first round of the knockout round was Ye Xing, he suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and his right face was still a little swollen. At this moment I felt the hot pain again.

And Ye Xing once again, it was extremely frightening. At this time, Feng Yuanming was very awed in front of Ye Xing. Before Ye Xing spoke, he quickly gave in.

Ye Xing was promoted to the top 20 without any action.

As for the other groups first. Of the fifteen seven major divisions, no one can shake it, while the other four six-limit groups were defeated by the top six students who were promoted to the second group and eliminated.

The first twenty are settled. Fifteen seven major divisions, three six-fold extremes, one six-peak peak, and one six-middle.

The rewards from twenty-one to forty are all the same, a top quality star Dan, so the eliminated students do not have to compare and start the next round of competition.

All eliminated students. The spirits are uplifted, they are eliminated, and they naturally become the audience. The second round of the knockout round is a 20 to ten match. This round will have a master martial arts duel, and there will be master martial arts eliminated. The fierce battle is more exciting and fierce than before. Inspiring.

"Ye Xing. How dare you join me this round!"

The college has not arranged a list of matches, and arrests have not started. Jiang Wenlong yelled and named Ye Xing directly.

Ye Xing just planned to meet Jiang Wenlong and packed him up. I did not expect that the other party was even more anxious than him, and in this round I pointed out that he was going to fight him.

However, Ye Xingsi said without fear, "What dare not."

Jiang Wenlong smiled and said to the dean of the academy hosting the event: "Deacon, since we are all willing, we will arrange a showdown for this round."

Now that both parties are willing, the deacon will naturally not step in, and nodded, "Yes."

"Hey ..." Jiang Wenlong's face showed a fierce smile, staring at Ye Xing fiercely, like a hunting dog staring at its prey.

"Jiang Wenlong, don't be careless, you lost our Master Martial Arts face and were defeated by this two-star destiny garbage!"

Beside Jiang Wenlong, a sixteen-year-old freshman hummed. He was also a master of martial arts, and he was also the one who was just found by Xiong Qisheng.

"How can I be defeated by this garbage, hum, at most three strokes, I will beat him out of urine, Bian Chusheng, this garbage can't be your turn to learn."

Jiang Wenlong arrogantly glanced at Ye Xing and said.

"This is the best, but ... Hey!" Bian Chusheng sneered, and said, "Jiang Wenlong, if you lose, I will help you get revenge."

"Hmm ...! Never."

...

The other eighteen people's duel list was quickly determined. The first nine students broke through the seventh of martial arts, arrested the other nine, and there were five pairs of seven masters. This was the highlight of this round.

In the second round of the knockout round, this round consisted of ten battles with only five venues, so it was divided into two rounds.

The battle between Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong took place in the last round and was located on the easternmost ground.

Of the five battles that were fought at the same time, three were martial arts duels, which attracted the attention of most spectators. Not many spectators watched the battle between Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong.

"Come on, see how I beat your **** ... hey!"

Jiang Wenlong sneered, his weapon was a spear, the tip of the gun was gleaming, and it was a top-quality weapon.

As the saying goes, Yue sticks a knife for a lifetime.

Martial arts are the most difficult to practice, but after they are refined, they are amazingly powerful.

"Get started ...!" The deacon on the side said.

"dead--!"

When the deacon started, Jiang Wenlong's temperament changed instantly, his eyes glared, his momentum was astonishing, and he yelled.

call out--

The spear stabbed, the dazzling spear, like a straight Bai Lian burst out.

call--

There was no wind and waves in the air, and the square air was agitated by Jiang Wenlong's stab, which almost caused the wind.

It seems that Jiang Wenlong worked **** the gun, and the gun skill was very good. The average six-armed warrior, even the six-fold limiter, could not stop him from shooting.

However, for Ye Xing, this shot is not a big threat.

Ye Xing had already realized a trace of wind, but now Jiang Wenlong stabbed the wind in all directions, which made Ye Xing feel the wind. It looks like he has eyes in all directions, but he can't be stabbed by the latter.

Ye Xing stepped on the seven stars, moving with the wind, suddenly rising up.

Whether it was Jiang Wenlong who shot the gun, or the audience around him. I feel like a flower in front of me.

Looking again, Ye Xing has reached the air and stepped on the tip of his gun.

How fast was Jiang Wenlong's shot? Ye Xing was able to step on the gun head exactly at the same time. Make everyone look surprised.

If you step on it a little faster and step in front of the gun head, then this gun will pierce a big hole in your foot.

Unfortunately, Ye Xing is in the dictionary. If not, since he dare to step on, it is naturally foolproof.

Ye Xing looked light and fluttering, but stepped on the tip of the gun, but it was extremely heavy. He immediately let the gun sink down and fell to the ground.

"It's too slow!" Ye Xing's voice sounded, like a slap on the face of Jiang Wenlong.

Between words. As Ye Xing's footsteps moved, he followed the gun and quickly walked towards Jiang Wenlong.

Jiang Wenlong looked startled. The body exploded, and the gun was instantly retracted, and the waist swept away: "Sweep thousands of troops!"

The gunman swept across like a half-moon, and suddenly blasted forward, terrifyingly. The air seemed to be broken in half by the gun.

Ye Xingren was in the air, and a pound fell to the ground. Leaning back, the gunman was cut over his belly. Frustrated again.

"It's too slow." Ye Xing still commented on this sentence.

"you wanna die--!"

Feeling the irony in Ye Xing's discourse, Jiang Wenlong was furious, and said furiously, "Strength break Qianshan!"

Jiang Wenlong's body leaped up, holding the gun in both hands, as if holding a big dragon, and slamming down on the ground.

The tip of the gun marked a sharp lance blast, split everything in front in half, and slashed to Ye Xing.

This shot has an indomitable momentum. The tip of the gun is split, which can break everything.

Unfortunately, the gun's attack is strong, but it changes slowly. When the gun hits the ground, Ye Xing has disappeared. The tip of the gun splits a large piece of the solid floor, but he does not touch the corner of Ye Xing's clothing.

"It's too slow!" Ye Xing's voice sounded the same.

However, when Jiang Wenlong heard this time, he was not half angry, some were just creepy and frightened.

Ye Xing's voice came from behind him, as if it sounded from his ear.

However, Jiang Wenlong broke through thousands of mountains with too much force. At this moment, he was unable to receive a counterattack.

Before waiting for Jiang Wenlong to avoid, he felt a pain in the back of his head and was punched by Ye Xingbang.

His head was severely blown, and Jiang Wenlong suddenly stunned. With a humming sound in his head, his body flew forward.

After all, Jiang Wenlong was a master of seven martial arts. His inner strength was not really stunned by Ye Xing. He took a few steps forward, feeling the wind behind his head, and his body turned around suddenly.

The treasure gun swept away instantly.

"It's still too slow ..." Ye Xing's voice sounded again, making Jiang Wenlong's hair explode, and his voice was right in front of him.

However, Jiang Wenlong didn't see Ye Xing's body, but only saw the shadow of Man Tian Quan.

Superior martial arts-Qianyingquan!

Bang bang ——

Jiang Wenlong not only made a punch in the chest, he was also severely hit by the arm holding the gun, and the spear in his hand was blown away.

Even the weapons were released ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jiang Wenlong was really frightened at this moment, and his power was exerted to the extreme.

However, Ye Xing's speed was faster than him. When Qian Yingquan came out, Jiang Yinglong struck Jiang Wenlong with a blue nose and a swollen face.

Even if Jiang Wenlong was a master of Seventh Martial Arts, he couldn't withstand several hits. He was directly knocked to the ground by Ye Xing, and his back hit the ground heavily, shaking Jiang Wenlong with blood and blood, a sudden pain in his chest, and bleeding from his mouth.

Transmigration——Follow the Wind!

Ye Xing's legs were like the wind, his speed was like electricity, his body turned over, and his legs fell like an iron gun.

boom--

Jiang Wenlong was smashed by Ye Xing's leg, and his stomach was severely pumped. Not only did he suffer from severe internal injuries, but he also suffered incontinence and urination.

Exclaiming, students watching this battle were shocked, one by one, unexpectedly. As a martial art master, Jiang Wenlong was beaten so miserably by Ye Xing. (To be continued) (This article starts from)