"What? This kid wasn't hurt?"
"No wonder he was so fierce before that he couldn't always be beaten to death."
"Shameless, pretending to be five people and six people, deceiving people without paying for their lives."
"If he is not injured, doesn't this kid have any hope of winning?"
"It's miserable. This time I went bankrupt and bet that he would lose. If he doesn't lose, wouldn't I be dead?"
"Bitch Xia Ping, this is to defraud our hard-earned money, so nobody cares about him?"
Countless spectators yelled at them, and some of those who participated in the gambling had green faces. It seemed that their hearts were pinched by hands, and their breathing became rapid.
They couldn't imagine how terrifying this kid would be if he hadn't been injured.
But they also don't know why this happened. Obviously this kid has been hit so much, even the strong man at the peak of the martial arts will be seriously injured, but why this kid is okay.
At this time, above the ring.
"Even if you are not injured, you are still not my Xie Anshou's opponent. Under absolute strength, everything is false." Xie Anshou roared, and he ran the qigong inside his body with a palm of his backhand.
King-level martial arts-the palm of the sky!
This palm was extremely terrifying, as if the earth was turned upside down. A dragon's hand fell from the sky and crushed it down. It seemed that even a large mountain was crushed and collapsed at this moment.
Even this palm locked Xia Ping's energy, making him inevitable and inevitable.
This is almost a move towards the realm, and it almost has the taste of a master!
At the beginning, he used this trick to shake the sky and he did not know how many powerful enemies he had defeated.
Cultivate to the extreme, and you can slaughter a city under the palm of your hand!
"Heaven Palm? There is a fart, see I refine your whole person, the Sun Furnace!" Xia Ping operated the Pure Yang Immortal Art, as if every cell in his body was turned into a flame at this moment.
Deep in the body, there is a divine bird crying, shaking in the void, and a trace of unique rhythm spreads, causing the souls of the martial artists around to shake.
Booming~~~
Among the one hundred and eight thousand pores, huge flames gushed out, overwhelming the sky, and condensed into substance. In an instant, a dark red sun seemed to be condensed, enveloping a radius of 100 meters.
This sun is like a huge furnace, and the flames are burning crazily. This is the illusion of qigong practice to the extreme.
Anything under this furnace will be burned to ashes.
"What kind of exercise is this? Why is it terrifying to such an extent?" Many core students couldn't help jumping up and staring at the peerless qigong displayed by Xia Ping.
This solar furnace stands in the void, with many ancient inscriptions engraved on it, which seems to contain mysterious and ancient power, with a chaotic and ancient atmosphere.
It seems that this furnace doesn't know how long the baptism has gone through. It was born the moment the chaos first opened, and they couldn't help but worship.
Even the soul seems to have been oppressed and dare not look directly at it.
"what!"
Suddenly, Xie Anshou let out a bitter scream. When the sun's furnace was condensed, his sky-shaking hand slapped it down, and it was melted in an instant. It seemed that even the true essence was burned into molten slurry.
Even wisps of flames spread and clashed. These flames followed the eruption of true essence, along every pore of his body, penetrated into his body, and entered the strange meridians.
The power of these flames is extremely terrifying, just like the real fire of Samadhi, with the mighty power that burns everything in the world, and immediately burned his whole body pain.
It seems that at this moment, even his meridians were burned.
"No, Xie Anshou is going to lose?"
"No, no, it's impossible, how could you lose so soon?"
Many core students clenched their fists, clenched their teeth, and almost bit their lips to bleed. They were extremely unwilling and didn't want to see Xia Ping's victory.
If this kid really won the championship, then they don't know how heavy the loss this time was. Some people may lose their fortunes. This is an unbearable weight.
"Xia Ping, do you want me to Xie Anshou lose? You are simply dreaming. You forced me to expose my biggest trump card. You must pay the price."
Xie Anshou shouted.
Suddenly, there was an extra pair of gloves in his hands. The fists were pale gold, with dense textures engraved on them, which seemed to outline unique lines and contained mysterious power.
There were many sharp corners on the surface of the fist, extremely sharp and invincible, and there were traces of dark red blood on it. I don't know how many creatures were killed.
When this glove was put on, Xie Anshou immediately enveloped a layer of golden light, and a mysterious force penetrated the internal organs and circulated in the meridians.
And these flames that tried to destroy his body were immediately extinguished by this mysterious power, and these alien true essences were quickly expelled, and at the same time the wounds on his body were repaired.
With his body as the center, a terrifying real air field also appeared, and the surrounding flames were evacuated at once, and no force could get close to his body.
"Um?"
Xia Ping squinted his eyes and immediately moved back hundreds of meters, staring at the glove in Xie Anshou's hand. He felt an inexplicable breath: "This breath? Is this a treasure?"
He stared at this fist, seeming to have the same aura as the treasure on his body. There is no doubt that this glove is an extraordinary treasure with extraordinary power.
"Jiaolong gloves, my goodness, how could this kid Xie Anshou have dragon gloves on him?!" A core student jumped up in shock immediately, staring at Xie Anshou's fist, and refused to look away.
"Jiaolong gloves?"
Huo Gang also stared at the glove, with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "It is said that it was made by beheading a dragon king, using materials from its body, plus thousand-year-old cold iron, nine-fire bronze and other materials. A treasure that contains the power of the dragon."
"If you wear it on your hand, you can immediately increase your strength at least twice, and even form an aura to resist the enemy's attacks. It is a powerful weapon with both offensive and defensive capabilities."
His thoughts were surging, and he seemed to be unable to believe that Xie Anshou had such a treasure on his body.
"Won, this time I will win."
"Even the treasure is taken out, there is no reason not to win."
"Damn it, I don't even have a treasure on my body, how could this Xie Anshou have it? Is it really looting the true dragon's lair?"
"I don't know how much shit luck I took, I'm so envious."
Many core students have red eyes. Even if they are master-level masters, it is very difficult to obtain a treasure. They did not expect that an elite student would have one in his possession, which made them extremely jealous.