Wow!
Under the eyes of everyone, Deng Jiuling's figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
The next moment, Deng Jiuling's figure appeared ten meters away.
boom!
The ground cracked, and Thunder Commander Deng Jiuling, where he stood just now, cut a huge crack.
but!
Deng Jiuling, but nothing happened!
"This kid is so light and strong!" Liu Hu was immediately moved.
"Lei Feng, this kid, it turns out that the most powerful thing is light work!" Xiang Dong was suddenly stunned.
"Except for luck, this kid, Lei Feng, is even so good at fleeing?" Jiang Taiji was stunned.
There was a commotion among the disciples, and they were all stunned.
At first, everyone thought that the thunder was so fast that Deng Jiuling could not avoid it.
Unexpectedly!
Deng Jiuling actually avoided him
Damn it!
At this moment, Zhang Qingshan's face became stiff, and that handsome face was suddenly distorted:
"Lei Feng, even if you can avoid the first thunder, I see if you can avoid the second!"
Click!
The sound fell, and among the dark clouds, the third thunder fell instantly!
boom!
The next moment, the earth cracks!
however!
Deng Jiuling's figure has disappeared again when he was young!
"what!"
"Actually... escaped again?"
"What is this light work?"
Wow!
There was a commotion among the noble sons, and they were all stunned.
boom!
At the same time, the thunder attacking Lu Liang slowly fell.
Boom!
Along with the shaking of the earth and the mountains, Lu Liang's huge body only paused slightly, and then continued to rush forward.
"This Lu Liang's body is actually so strong?" Zhang Qingshan's expression suddenly changed.
Rumble!
The next moment, Zhang Qingshan, still hasn't awakened.
He only felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person was lifted in the air by Lu Liang.
"This battle, Comrade Lei Feng, win!"
In an instant, the old voice of the referee resounded through the audience with the wind.
Quiet!
The audience is deadly quiet!
At this moment, the disciples rubbed their eyes.
They all doubt whether there is a problem with their eyes.
Nima!
This... Is this the end
"Damn!" Liu Hu couldn't help but explode, saying foul language.
"Lei Feng, don't Bilian!" Xiang Dong looked excited.
"Damn, Lei Feng, you Bilian, what else can you do besides hiding and relying on Lu Liang!" Jiang Taiji was immediately furious.
"Lei Feng, get out!"
"Don't Bilian!"
Roar!
In an instant, the disciples of the various halls took out eggs, vegetable leaves and steamed buns one after another, and threw them towards the ring.
Wow!
Thousands of eggs, gathered into streamers, instantly flooded the ring!
however!
In the face of the scolding of the disciples, Deng Jiuling did not take it seriously.
"Frozen!" Deng Jiuling said suddenly.
"Oh." Although he was puzzled, Shi Ling'er still had white light blooming, and the whole ring was frozen.
"The disciples of the Church of Life and Death immediately sent these eggs and vegetable leaves to the dining hall on the Ninth Mountain."
Deng Jiuling's strong voice resounded through the audience in an instant:
"Everyone has an extra meal tonight, and save more. Anyway, it's frozen and can be stored for a long time."
Rumble!
Thunder is rolling!
At this moment, everyone finally understood why Deng Jiuling would let Shi Ling'er directly freeze the ring.
Nima!
It turned out that after a long time, the eggs and vegetables that everyone threw were actually cheaper
by!
At this moment, the disciples were holding the eggs, their eyes excited, but they didn't want to continue throwing them.
"Come on, go on, Beng is polite."
Deng Jiuling stood on the ring, holding his fists and smiling.
"Lei Feng! Don't Bilian!"
"Lei Feng, come down, see if I can kill you!"
In an instant, all the disciples scolded more cheerfully.
It's just that everyone has learned well this time, only talking but not hands!
In this scene, all the venerables who watched looked at each other with black lines on their faces.
"This Lei Feng is really shameless. It's like no one before and no one to come after." Venerable Xuanbing sneered.
"Mu Xiu Yulin, the wind will destroy it. Lei Feng's doing this will only make more people hate him."
Zhang Tianshi sneered: "Although Qingshan has lost, it is still a glorious defeat."
"Wait and see, wait a minute, there will be more people picking up Lei Feng."
The voice fell, Venerable Xuanbing deliberately asked Venerable Yao: "Brother Yao, what do you think?"
"Don't be jealous, you're mediocre!" Venerable Yao said lightly.
"You...!" Venerable Xuanbing, suddenly furious.
"Please draw lots for the top eight players for the final battle of the top four!"
The host's strong voice drew back everyone's thoughts.
"The old man proposed that the next quarter-finals battle will no longer be a team battle, but an individual battle!"
Zhang Tianshi stood up suddenly, and his majestic and old voice resounded through the audience in an instant.
As soon as these words came out, Venerable Xuanbing stood up: "Brother Zhang is right. My Son of Dalin Temple not only needs to be able to unite people, but more importantly, personal martial arts."
"Just ask, how can a little bastard who only knows opportunism and wins by others, can become a holy son?"
When the voice fell, the venerables talked a lot, and many people agreed.
In the end, even Venerable Yu stood up: "Secondly!"
boom!
When the voice fell, Venerable Yao, Venerable Guanyin and others suddenly changed their colors.
"It should come, it will come after all. If Wu can't convince the crowd, it's very first. What's the use?" Venerable Yu said lightly.
Hearing this, several venerables suddenly became silent.
"That said, in the next quarter-finals, the rules will be changed to individual battles!" Venerable Yao said with gritted teeth.
Originally, Venerable Yao was still stealing joy, and felt that this time, Deng Jiuling had a high probability of becoming a leader.
Unexpectedly!
Because of the great outrage, Zhang Tianshi made an individual match after Zhang Qingshan's defeat.
Anyway, the Tianshitang lost, and it does not matter if it is cheaper for others.
But in any case, Deng Jiuling can't be cheap!
As for Venerable Xuanbing, Venerable Tiger Fu, the thoughts in their hearts were similar.
"Next, please draw lots for the top eight winners. The same number will be a group, and the winner will be the top four!"
The host’s strong voice resounded through the audience with the wind.
The voice fell, and a lady of etiquette with beautiful legs in a cheongsam walked past the quarterfinals one by one, holding the lottery box.
"Group A, Tiangang." Holding the small wooden sign, Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"Group B, the evil spirit." A glance at the small wooden sign, the misty young master, with a sneer:
"Lei Feng, you are really lucky, and you have escaped again, huh!"
The rules of the game have been changed, and Lu Liang and Shi Ling'er are unable to continue playing.
In the eyes of the Misty Young Master, Deng Jiuling would definitely lose in the next battle.
He wants to hang Deng Jiuling, I am afraid there is no chance.
Then!
In the next battle, who is Deng Jiuling's opponent
In an instant, all the disciples were looking forward to it, and all had some expectations.
"Senior brothers and brothers, for a while, if anyone wins the first group Tiangang, I am willing to exchange it with him at a high price." Jiang Taiji said suddenly.
"I give one million contribution points, who will sell me Group A Tiangang?" Liu Hu roared.
"Two million!" Xiang Dong said afterwards.
"Three million!" Xiao Zhan also spoke.
In full view, all the noble sons shouted and yelled at each other in order to fight Deng Jiuling.
The disciples who watched this scene were stunned.
But at the same time, the disciples became more and more white, and now Deng Jiuling has become a public enemy of the whole people.
"Don't quarrel, this is a game, not a deal, shut up!" The misty young master exclaimed.
The voice fell, and everyone was silent.
At this moment, when Liu Hu draws lots, he is immediately happy: "Haha, Group A, Tiangang!"
Hum!
When the voice fell, all the nobility shook all over, all with envy in their eyes.
Everyone knows that Deng Jiuling is just lucky and has no real skills.
Even if Deng Jiuling's light work is good, as long as he pays attention in advance, the problem is not big.
In other words, whoever can play against Deng Jiuling can safely advance to the top four!
Cool!
At this moment, Liu Hu was holding the small wooden sign and grinned, his smiling mouth couldn't close.
…
"The first game, Misty Young Master, fight eastward!"
"The second game, Jiang Taiji, against Mu Wanqing!"
"The third game, Xiao Zhan, the battle..."
"The fourth game, Liu Hu, fight against Comrade Lei Feng!"
"Four games, one by one, let's ask the mysterious young master, Xiangdong!"
Accompanied by the host's vigorous voice, the ethereal Young Master and Xiang Dong both stepped onto the ring.
"Brother misty, I am asking myself if it is not your opponent, but I still want to feel how high your martial arts is, and to what extent."
Xiang Dong clasped his fists and said, "I am also the noble son of the Xiangtang of Longxiangtang. I have cultivated the dragon elephant skills for 30 years."
"Leave aside, the defense of my dragon elephant skill is still very strong."
"The little brother is not very demanding, I hope I can support ten tricks under the hands of the misty brother!"
Hum!
When the voice fell, all the disciples were moved.
Although everyone knows that the Misty Young Master is very powerful.
However, everyone did not have an accurate concept of how strong the misty young master's martial arts was.
Nowadays, Takako Xiangtang is so humble, and he only wants to take ten moves.
Damn it!
Both are the top eight, the gap between the two is so big
"Senior Brother Xiang, since you have spoken, then I will let you nine strokes."
Standing with a negative hand, the ethereal young master wins the snow in white, with proud eyes:
"After the nine moves, the tenth move will be the winner!"
what!
Boom!
The voice fell, and towards the east, suddenly furious: "Brother misty, do you think I can only do one trick under your hand?"
angry!
At this moment, Xiang Dong felt endless anger.
The Misty Young Master is very powerful and is very likely to win the first prize. Xiangdong naturally knows.
But the ethereal young master was so arrogant that he looked down on himself at all, and Xiangdong himself was upset.
"Junior Brother Xiang, I think you have a bit of a misunderstanding. If it is a life-and-death battle, within one move, I can kill an existence like you." The ethereal young master said lightly.
"I really don't believe it!"
Boom!
Xiang Dong was furious and waved his big hand, and suddenly appeared behind him, a phantom of a golden giant elephant.
"Long Xiang Gong, the ninth layer!"
"Damn, Xiangdong still has enough left, and he has actually cultivated the Dragon Elephant Technique to the stage of Consummation!"
Hum!
All the disciples who watched this scene were shocked!
Even Deng Jiuling was immediately moved.
because!
At this moment, in Deng Jiuling’s mind, the originally peaceful life and death began to change...