Chapter 179

On the competition stage. kuku

The two Tianjiao disciples used to be evenly divided, but Zong Hentian's appearance now is shocking. At this moment, Feng Xiaoling's heroic posture crushed Zong Hentian to the point where there was not even a hair left.

"In Jiuxiaozong, I have heard of your name, one of the most powerful disciples of the Shengzong in the contemporary era." Feng Xiaoling praised, but just after the words were said, the limelight changed, "But being famous is not as good as meeting, but it makes people feel better." Extremely disappointed, you don't deserve my name at all."

Feng Xiaoling was personable, his folding fan swayed slightly, he didn't pay attention to Zong Hentian at all, and there was a trace of disdain in his cold eyes.

At this moment, Zong Hentian really wanted to crush the other party, but the pain in his crotch made him unable to speak at all. Once he spoke, he was afraid that he would faint.

Uncle Lin's method is really too ruthless. If he knew it would be this way, he would rather lose than suffer such pain.

This kind of pain is not only a physical pain, but also a mental pain.

"Brother Zong, come on..." The Tianjiao disciples who were participating at the moment waved their hands to cheer for Zong Hentian.

The disciples on the competition stage looked at each other in blank dismay, finally gritted their teeth and waved it.

In any case, Zong Hentian is also their senior brother, even if he is humiliated now, he still hopes that Zong Hentian can win.

"The match begins..." The ordinary elder glanced at Zong Hentian and sighed helplessly, what happened to the Zongmen now.

Could it be that this year is really going to fail miserably?

"Brother Wuya, it seems that Jiuxiaozong will win this round again." Liang Yichu looked at the situation on stage with a slight smile on his lips.

Wu Ya didn't say a word, he stared at the competition stage, he had nothing to say about Liang Yichu's embarrassment.

Let's fight...

At this moment, Feng Xiaoling folded his fan and pointed at Zong Hentian coldly, "Make a move, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to fight back before I make a move."

As soon as Feng Xiaoling said this, the disciples of the Holy Sect turned red with anger and discussed with each other indignantly.

"This guy is really too arrogant, even more arrogant than that salary wind."

"Brother Zong is in a state today, although he doesn't know why he is here,

But not everyone can despise. "

"Senior brother Zong is one of the strongest talents in our sect, why does he underestimate brother Zong so much?"

"Brother Zong, come on, let this guy know how powerful our Holy Zong is."

....

Zong Hentian's bloodshot eyes stared at Feng Xiaoling, and now he was in so much pain that he really didn't have any mood. Although this guy is very arrogant and makes people very angry, compared with his crotch, he still cares more about his crotch.

"Let's do it, don't waste time." Feng Xiaoling now looked directly at Zong Hentian with his hands on his back.

"Stand up and solve it quickly, there are still many games to come." Lin Fan urged at this moment.

From Lin Fan's point of view, Feng Xiaoling should no longer be his opponent at the moment Zong's hatred exploded.

Although he has never given bonuses to others, Zong Hentian is still the first experimenter, but he believes that the products produced by the system must be high-quality products.

"That fellow of yours is interesting, knowing that you will lose, and urging it to end quickly, I think you should admit defeat, after all, this is not something to be ashamed of." Feng Xiaoling said with a smile.

"You're wrong..." At this moment, Zong Hentian took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaoling's complexion changed slightly.

I saw Zong Hentian standing tremblingly and slowly, his legs that were close together were slightly separated. At this moment, the vitality and blood in Zong Hentian's body that had been trained to the limit suddenly burst into roars.

"ah……."

Zong Hentian looked ferocious at the moment, his bloodshot eyes instantly turned red, and the moment he stood up, an incomparable pain reached the peak.

The long hair flowing with the wind stood upright at this moment.

"I can't take it, fight..." At this moment, Zong Hentian let out an angry roar, the sound of explosion shook the minds of the lowly cultivated disciples.

Lin Fan looked at the scene on the stage in astonishment, and was immediately stunned.

He didn't expect that the bonus of the "fucking feet" would be so strong, this Zong Heantian was completely different from the previous one.

"How is this possible?" Liang Yichu's face on the high platform changed, and he looked down in disbelief.

At that moment just now, a violent breath burst out from the disciple.

"Huh..." Wu Ya, who had no hope at first, suddenly exclaimed, he had already felt the changes in Zong Hentian's body.

This breath is at least much, much stronger than before.

"Come on..." Zong Hentian roared angrily at this moment, a whirlwind blew under his feet, his hands clutched his head tightly, the pain in his crotch had already reached his head, the pain was already unbearable for him.

Feng Xiaoling's originally cold expression also changed instantly at this moment.

"this……."

Before Feng Xiaoling could utter his words, Zong Hentian, who had already become unbearable, exploded violently, and the berserk aura swept the audience.

"Take my palm."

At this moment, Zong Hentian was walking step by step, each step collided with the ground, making dull sounds.

Covered with a palm of true essence, carrying unstoppable violent force, it crushed towards Feng Xiaoling.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoling's expression changed, and his whole body was rolling with real energy, "Head against head, I like it."

Feng Xiaoling slapped out the same palm, he wants to have a try with Zong Hentian, whoever is stronger.

Standing among the disciples of Tianjiao, Lin Fan looked at everything in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The outcome has been decided, don't watch."

"boom……."

In an instant, there was a roar, and the two giant palms made of true essence collided with each other, creating a strong storm of true essence.

"It's nothing more than that..." At this moment Feng Xiaoling sneered, but at this moment, Feng Xiaoling's expression changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"How can this be."

At this moment, Zong Hentian's face was flushed red, and clouds of white smoke shot out from Zong Hentian's head.

"boom……."

Zong Hentian swung out his palm with unstoppable force, Feng Xiaoling's body fell to the stage like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

The disciples of Nine Heavens Sect looked at each other in disbelief, what happened just now, how could Feng Xiaoling lose like this.

Liang Yichu on the stage even stood up, staring at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and even wanted to roar, it was impossible.

"Brother Yi Chu, I'm sorry, Xiao Sheng." Supreme Elder Wu Ya reacted from his astonishment, and said with a smile.

Sect Master Yan did not speak in the audience, but seeing the current scene, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And the disciples in the auditorium cheered wildly at this moment.

"I won... I won...."

"Haha, I didn't expect to win so easily."

"Senior Brother Zong deserves to be Senior Brother Zong. This guy was just a jerk just now, and he was sent flying by our senior brother."

Even some of the female disciples showed contempt on their faces, they didn't expect to be so weak.

"In the second round, Zong Hentian, a disciple of Tianjiao of the Holy Sect, won."

....

"Again..." Zong Hentian looked at Feng Xiaoling who was flying backwards, and roared angrily.

The palm was dripping with sweat just now, and the pain was reduced by one point, but now that this guy is introduced, what should I do now.

Feng Xiaoling in the audience stood up with difficulty, looked at Zong Hentian with a confused face, and now he has figured out what happened, why he lost so simply, this... this.

And when Feng Xiaoling saw the eyes of the surrounding disciples, his handsome face turned red, feeling a little ashamed.

In the end, Zong Hentian, who was roaring furiously on the stage, was dragged down by Lin Fan.

The side effects of this "scratch" are really great. Not only can it stimulate potential, but it can also turn a person into a lover of fighting. Where can I put my little face?

Looking at that Feng Xiaoling's look of lovelessness, one can know how much blow Zong Hentian has brought to the other party. (To be continued.)