Du Yuenlong took a lot of effort before slowly climbing from the ground to the battle platform. He had already fallen into a black nose and swollen face.
"Hey! Have you done it yet?" His opponent's eyes were extremely cold, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Uh, uh... This is all right!" Du Yuenlang straightened his clothes, with a very serious look, and coughed slightly, looking a bit pretentious.
"Huh." His opponent, a cold, dark-skinned young man, curled his mouth, gently clenched his fist with the iron fingertips, opened his posture, and instantly gathered momentum.
Du Yuen Long touched his face awkwardly, but still did not enter the state.
In the VIP audience, Yang Mingxuan, the deputy leader of Cangmeng, smiled, put his hand on the arm of the chair, and waited indifferently.
He stared at Du Yuanlang in silence for a long time, and then with a smile, he muttered: "This kid, I really don't know what he has been thinking all day."
But seeing the beginning of the battle, this dark boy came from the puppet sect, and his appearance looked very fierce.
His eyes are as sharp as a falcon, and his hands are like hammers.
"Ah!" The dark-skinned young man yelled and stepped forward.
"Wow!" His body, like a shadow, flashed to Du Yuen Long's side in an instant, Du Yuen Long seemed to be still in a daze.
"Bang!" With this punch, Du Yuenlang suddenly distorted his face and screamed!
"Ah!" He flew out suddenly, fell to the ground, grinning, and howling.
"Damn!" Under the ring, a strong young man in the Cangmeng team, his eyes widened, said dullly: "This kid, will he fight? Is he deliberately looking for a fight?"
"Puff..." The dexterous girl who kicked Du Yuen Long's butt to blossom before, couldn't help laughing at this moment, covering her mouth and chuckles.
"Hehe... Let him be lazy every day, make him self-righteous, retribution!" The girl stroked her hair, pursing her mouth, gloating.
"That's right, this guy really deserves it. He will brag all day long. I think he just has this ability."
Suddenly another girl of the same age responded.
For a time, almost all the female disciples of Cangmeng sneered at the fat man Du Yuenlang.
The elder brother was also speechless for a moment, and said in his heart: This kid, do you just pull hatred like this
"Huh!" On the ring, the dark boy saw Du Yuenlang screaming and wailing. He seized the opportunity and rushed out again, stepping on Du Yuenlang's chest, wanting to end the battle as soon as possible.
Du Yuen Long hurriedly rolled on the spot, like a meat ball, and finally avoided the blow, immediately jumped up, and glanced at the dark boy with complaining eyes: "Hi...Hey, you disrespect me too much. Wait for me to do it. Get ready, OK!"
The dark-skinned boy's face was speechless. He cursed with a hint of irritability: "Get out if you don't want to fight!"
"Ka!" The dark youth clenched his fist, his muscles tightened, and the blue veins protruded on his arm, and he rushed forward like a tiger.
He exploded with energy all over his body, forming a sharp arrow phantom, and slammed towards Du Yuenlang, like holding a sharp blade in his hands!
The whole strength of this young man, from the peak of the spiritual energy realm, gradually approaching the spiritual energy realm perfection, his feet are like stepping on a giant hammer, shaking every stone platform thunderously, with a surging momentum, It crashed into Du Yuen Long like mountains and seas.
"Hiss... Is this going to kill someone?" The smart girl who laughed at Du Yuenlang before, suddenly covered her jade lips, her expression a little flustered.
After all, Du Yuenlang would still be in the same school as her teacher no matter what, she would not wait to see her again, and she did not want her fellow students to be slaughtered!
In the Danwu Conference, there has always been a rule that if the one who has the disadvantage does not admit defeat, the battle will go on forever, and it will not be counted as a foul if the opponent is killed.
Therefore, it is true to say that this dark youth is going to kill someone. At this moment, his eyes are really filled with blood and burst into red!
All the disciples of Cangmeng mentioned their throats in their hearts, for fear that there would be a suffocating scene next, they even couldn't help but want to speak and persuade Du Yuen Lang to admit defeat.
"Get out of me—" The dark youth condensed his majestic strength. At this moment, his figure flashed, and his fist hit Du Yuen Lang's chest like a blade.
Du Yuen Long was originally a fool, but at this moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Then, his body moved, and the steps, like a wave, lightly stepped away, and in an instant, a ripple was splashed.
The dark youth saw that Du Yuen Long was about to be knocked off the ring, but suddenly, Du Yuen Long in front of him disappeared, and he didn't notice it at all.
"What?" The dark youth frowned, his expression a little flustered, and he turned around quickly!
"Boom!" A huge force, when he was caught off guard, instantly hit his thick chest, his body, like a fallen leaf, flew out.
Boom!
Under the gaze of everyone, he flew more than a dozen feet away and fell directly off the battle platform. At this moment, everyone felt a sense of suffocation in an instant.
The weak group of young spectators were still in a dull state. They didn't understand at all, what happened
Only some strong men flashed in their eyes. Previously, they didn't care about Du Yuen Long, but at this moment, everyone's heart was a little serious.
After the dark-skinned boy was blasted off the battlefield, Du Yuen Long immediately became arrogant again, clutching his head and grinning and wailing: "Mom! My head, why are you hitting my head... It hurts—"
It turned out that Du Yuen Long didn't use his fists for the blow just now, but his head.
Immediately, with a restless heart, everyone began to stare at Du Yuen Long and continued to watch the next match.
At the same time, the other eight arenas are also in progress, but unexpectedly, no one is going to watch it.
Almost all their attention was focused on Du Yuen Long, this little fat man.
At the beginning of the second round of the battle, the one who came onto the stage was a slender, slender man with long braids and a melon-seeded face.
What he held in his hand was a long whip.
On the pink placket of her chest, there is a medal with a letter of heaven engraved on it.
This girl, from the Tiannv Sect, is a generation of Yu Hongluan's disciples.
When she stepped onto the stage, Du Yuen Lang, who had originally screamed, suddenly changed his face, straightened his head, held his hands on his back, and held his head high. He looked like a calm gentleman. It seemed that he had not been harmed just now.
"Oh... this pervert is starting to harm other girls again." Du Yuanlong's little senior sister sighed helplessly, glancing at the Miao Man girl who appeared on the stage of the Tian Nv Sect, with an appearance of deep sympathy.
On the ring, the slender and cold girl of the Tiannv Sect lightly waved the whip in her hand, and the whip fell to the ground, about two or three feet long.
"Cough!" Seeing the girl in front of him eager to make a move, Du Yuen Long, who was still looking at her thigh, immediately rolled his eyes and waved his hand hippiely with a smile: "Wait a minute, beautiful woman!"
"Huh..." The cold girl didn't say a word, and with a wave of her jade arm, the whip suddenly sprang out like a long snake, and instantly hit Du Yuanlang on the shoulder.
"Snapped!"
"Uh!" Du Yuen Lang's eyes widened, but he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from being forced to scream by the intense pain.
"Hey..." He grinned, humans and animals smiling harmlessly.
There was even a trace of disgust in the cold girl's eyes, and she waved the long whip even more mercilessly, beating Du Yuen Long's wound for the second time.
"Ah, wait!" Du Yuen Long was recruited again, hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed the whip, and said hurriedly: "Don't be angry, beauty, I just want to make friends with you, you are so beautiful, I really am Can't bear to hurt you..."
The cold girl frowned, her face was cold, and even more angrily, she tried to pull the whip back.
However, she suddenly discovered that her whip seemed to be fixed there, Du Yuen Long's arm had not moved half a point, she seemed to be unable to pull it back no matter what.
"Yeah!" The cold girl turned blue with anger, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet.
"Hey... Beauty, what's your name?" Du Yuanlang blinked at her, showing his usual wretched smile.
"You..." The cold girl stared at Du Yuen Long angrily. After holding back for a long time, she couldn't say a word, because Du Yuen Long's gaze was on her flawless face, neck, chest, and thighs, walking back and forth. A kind of blasphemy to her!
"Huh, presumptuous!" She finally stomped her feet with anger, released her hand directly, gave up using the weapon, and then rushed forward quickly with a light pace.
Her body was as light as an Yingyan, gently tapping her toes on the ground, and then rose into the air. Her legs were wrapped in two or three transparent waves, dancing and hovering, reaching the perfect spiritual energy realm.
This kick kicked Du Yuen Long's forehead like a sharp arrow. Du Yuen Long chuckled. The moment she struck, she stretched out her arm and grabbed it!
Unexpectedly, he grabbed the cold girl's ankle. When the three waves of air rushed towards him, they were shaken by a circle of waves, and suddenly lost their power.
The cold girl trembled all over, and instantly lost her balance. She stumbled and fell down, her face a bit red and white.
Seeing this, Du Yuen Long leaned forward and immediately wrapped his other hand around the girl's waist, hugged her, and turned around in place, not letting go for a long time.
The girl who was wrapped around her waist was trembling slightly like an electric shock, her face was extremely ashamed, and even with great anger, she slammed away, and slapped Du Yuen Lang with a majestic palm!
With this palm, Du Yuen Long's body retreated several steps and settled on the edge of the ring before slowly standing firmly.
She leaned over and picked up the whip desperately, gritted her silver teeth in shame, and said coldly, "Cracking Wood!"
With a flick of the long whip, the cyan vine air spread away, wandering like a dragon, and the whip sounded in the air, and a whip hit Du Yuen Long's face.
Du Yuen Long just stood firm and was struck by this momentum. He shook his body and almost fell down. In that case, he would really lose.
Unexpectedly, Du Yuen Long's reaction speed was so fast. In a blink of an eye, he once again held the whip and pulled it hard!
A huge inertia caused the girl to jump forward involuntarily, just falling from the top of Du Yuen Long's head to the ring, and she was about to fall to the ground.
Du Yuenlang hurriedly squatted down, grabbing the girl's ankles again, making her head down, her feet hanging on the ground, her hair hanging upside down, drooping on the ground, her short skirts fluttering apart, she was in full view. Next, it's gone.
"Hey hey... Beauty, I caught you, are you okay! Why are you so careless?" Du Yuen Long asked with concern.
Everyone present is a black line, cursing secretly: too shameless! How can you treat girls like this!
"Ah—" A sharp cry irritated everyone's eardrums...