The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 152: The leader of the Qin alliance lost control of his emotions

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"Boom!"

Su Xiaomo poured spiritual power into her fingers, and stabbed hard between Lao Tie's buttocks.

"ah--"

The pain that cannot be described in words rippled in the martial arts arena.

"hiss!"

Many warriors gasped, their indescribable parts suddenly lifted up, their spines felt cold, and their scalps felt numb.

There are many vital points in the human body, such as the Baihui point, such as the temple.

In a world of high martial arts like Xingyun Continent, if one suffers a heavy blow, not to mention sudden death on the spot, it will also cause huge damage.

For example, Li Fei just now.

One kick landed on Sun Ye's temple. Although he didn't burp on the spot, he was dizzy and fainted, creating an opportunity for Iron Bone Shadowless Kick to use it.

The Baihui acupoint and the temple are exposed to the outside, and the warrior has some spiritual power to protect it.

The indescribable area in the middle of the buttocks is the most vulnerable acupuncture point.

It will definitely be very painful to be attacked by surprise, and if you condense violent spiritual power to stab it, it will be even more unlovable!

"ah--"

Lao Tie clutched his buttocks, jumping and jumping in the martial arts arena, his face extremely ferocious.

Judging from the expression alone, it is clear what kind of pain it is.

"Shameless!"

"Various means!"

Alliance bosses condemned angrily.

This kind of poking with fingers in indescribable parts is really inferior, but anyone in the Jianghu who wants to save face will not perform it.

Jun Changxiao secretly said: "A group of decent and dignified gentlemen."

Although the method of the disciples loses points, it is enough to defeat the opponent and win.

What's more, the opportunity was created by himself, and he didn't just use indiscriminate methods as soon as he came up.

If you want to blame, you can blame that kid for not protecting his butt and showing that big flaw.

Judging from this mentality, Su Xiaomo must have taught him the method of 'chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is full of injuries'.

Lao Tie was still clutching his buttocks and jumping around in the martial arts arena, tears streaming down his face.

It can be seen that it really hurts!

"brush!"

Su Xiaomo rushed forward with a stride, her body rose into the air, and her right foot swept over.

In terms of cultivation base and leg strength, his strength was much stronger than Li Fei's, and the opponent was in pain and had no defense at all, so he blasted the temple on the left side of his face with incomparable precision.

During the period of retreat, Jun Changxiao must have taught them, otherwise it would be impossible to get rid of the important acupuncture points!

"Boom—"

Lao Tie, who was clutching his buttocks, rose up dizzy and dizzy, flew out like a shell, and landed directly tens of meters away from the martial arts arena.

Iron-Bone Pie, win another game!

"..."

The corners of the mouths of the bosses and warriors from all sides twitched.

Haoqimen's loss in the first game can be described roughly, the second game was suppressed by strength and martial arts, and the third game seemed very easy.

In normal sparring, the early stages of competition are just appetizers, and the more exciting it becomes, the easier it feels to fight!

Qin Haoran was so angry that his teeth chattered.

In his mind, the Iron Bones faction could win at most one game, and if the disciples used it improperly, they might be shaved bald.

As a result, they lost all three games, so what's the face!

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, did you intentionally release water and send a group of miscellaneous fish to the field?"

These words seemed to turn into a sharp sword, piercing Qin Haoran's heart fiercely, making his expression slightly ferocious.

Damn guy!

It's only the third game, and as long as you win four games in a row, you will still be like a dog in the stables as a lowly servant!

Leader Qin doesn't care about shaving his head anymore, as long as he wins the next round, as long as he wins, he can trample on Jun Changxiao's self-esteem.

"Hu Zheng, let's play."

"yes."

Ask Hu Zheng's personal disciple to come out.

He is a direct disciple of a high-grade spiritual root, and his strength is a peak martial artist!

Qin Haoran didn't send middle-grade spirit root and ninth-grade martial disciples, but he also wanted to win this match to boost morale.

After thinking about it, Jun Changxiao said, "If you're guilty, go."

"call!"

Xiao Zuiji clenched his fists tightly, and his exposed muscles immediately strengthened and became solid, and then he walked towards the central area of the martial arts arena.

Wang Donglin frowned and said, "This kid's physical strength is probably much stronger than the first three disciples."

Looking at Xiao Zuiji, Ai Shangpan slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized: "No wonder this kid can win the championship of the sect competition, it must be because of taking the body shaping pill!"

"Hao Qimen, Hu Zheng."

"Iron Bones, Xiao Zuiji."

After the two reported their names, the competition began.

The disciple named Hu Zheng's spiritual power was fully activated, and he immediately unleashed his punches, which not only stirred up wind and waves, but also made a hissing sound.

"Haoqimen's unique martial art, mid-level high-level Fenglei Fist!"

"A middle-grade martial skill, under the exercise of a peak martial artist, the strength must easily break through to 20,000 catties!"

"If the Iron Bones disciple is hit, the result will be..."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the stormy fists had already struck.

However, Xiao Zuiji stood still, spread out his hands, and received the shadow of the fist from all angles.

That's called an elegant!

The bosses of all parties looked a little dizzy.

Hu Zheng, a peak martial artist, is displaying a middle-grade high-level martial skill, with a strength of 20,000 jin. Even if you block it, and bear so much strength, you should take a few steps back, right

Back off!

However, he is a disciple of the Haoqi Sect!

Because when the opponent made a move, Xiao Zuiji swung his arm and swung him over, directly knocking him back a few steps!

This blow is very powerful, and it is definitely more than 1.8 catties.

"brush!"

Xiao Zuiji stepped forward, poured his spiritual power into his right arm that had been tempered through thousands of years, and then swung it over again.

Hu Zheng, who had just stabilized his body, hurriedly raised his arms to block, but when he heard a loud 'bang', he staggered back immediately after being bombarded again.

this…

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How strong is that boy's physical body, who can beat the peak warriors to such an embarrassment with a frontal attack!

"Unbelievable!" Ma Donglin exclaimed.

He has never seen that a martial artist can temper the strength of his body to such a terrifying level.

Seeing his disciple being beaten so hard that he could hardly stand still, Qin Haoran's eyes were tearing apart.

This battle is too crucial.

If the disciple was beaten dizzy and lost the game, then Haoqimen would be defeated!

If you lose, you lose, but there is a lot of money.

In front of so many people, as the leader of a faction, as the leader of an alliance, what should I...

Qin Haoran didn't dare to think about it any more, and didn't care about his identity, as if losing his rationality, he yelled at Hu Zheng: "Stand still, fight back, fight back!"

"..."

All the bigwigs were silent.

They can completely understand that the leader of the Qin alliance lost control of his emotions.

After all, if this disciple loses again, he will go to the Iron Bone Sect to clean the latrines!

"Guilt yourself."

Jun Changxiao folded his hands and said lightly: "Pound me hard!"

Xiao Zuiji was ordered to pour all his spiritual power into his arms, swung them up suddenly, and blasted towards Hu Zheng who had just stood firm.

That strength, that vigor can only be described as tough!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Under the violent bombardment of Xiao Zuiji's arm like a big iron pillar, Hu Zheng was like a boxer who was at a disadvantage in the ring, he could only bend down and use his arms to protect his head as much as possible.

The ring also has guardrails to stop backsliding.

There was no martial arts arena, so Hu Zheng stepped back step by step, dizzy and swollen from the beating.

Qin Haoran roared angrily: "Dodge, fight back..."

Hu Zheng was so bombarded that he suddenly felt that the sky was dark and his ears were gradually deaf. The almost mad shouts of the sect leader weakened until they were completely wiped out.

"Plop!"

In the end, he clutched his head and fell to the ground with a bang. The blue sky seemed to be spinning infinitely, and his soul seemed to float out of his body.

"Pfft!" Seeing his disciple collapsed outside the martial arts arena, Qin Haoran clutched his chest, a mouthful of blood spattered out, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

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