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Chapter one hundred and ninety seventh kick flying

At this time, the battle on the arena was even more intense. The previous battle of Greedy Wolf made people feel excited. What is more important is that it is a breakthrough in the battle. For the monks, what is the most attractive and what the goal they pursue is undoubtedly improving their cultivation is the first choice.

Seeing that Greedy Lang was breaking through in battle, although everyone knew the hardships and dangers, they couldn't help but feel the desire in their hearts soared. So, there were still a few people who were still angry because they were taken first by Shang Zhendong!

Seven Star City is not big or small. These foundation-building geniuses in each city have heard of other people's names during the Qi training realm, and many of them have had intersections, so they are not unfamiliar with them together, especially for a monk like the Yun family (Zhou Hao) who suddenly appeared like an airborne, there is a little bit of a common hatred for the enemy.

Shang Zhenjiang and Shang Zhenhai were completely surrounded by a group of peers. The meaning was very obvious. Your brother took the lead, but you wanted to seize the opportunity, but if you wanted their consent, they had to smile bitterly and greet the monks, and they were indignant.

Several female cultivators, also monk Zhenyu, were chatting and laughing, and seemed particularly harmonious, but the vague circle cut off the opportunity to go to the ring. On the ring, Shang Zhendong was not like Tan Lang, but against Zhou Hao. As an orthodox monk, he was more accustomed to controlling spiritual power, displaying magic, and using spiritual weapons to fight.

Zhou Hao knew his shortcomings well. Although he was a little angry, he paid more attention to observing his opponent and learning from his opponent in the battle. Shang Zhendong was indeed not bad. His spiritual power was used, his spells were coherent, and his spiritual power was no flaw in control. His spiritual power was also thick and pure. However, for Zhou Hao, what he longed for at this time was a more intense battle. Shang Zhendong wanted to use these ordinary methods to break through with Zhou Hao's hand, which seemed a bit childish and ridiculous. Time was not long. Zhou Hao was tired of this boring battle, and suddenly exerted force, and kicked Shang Zhendong off the ring with a straightforward and neat move.

"Oh! Help!" Shang Zhendong, who was handsome in green, was a little confused and unaware of his mistakes. Fortunately, he still knew to call for help. Because Zhou Hao was holding back anger, he directly activated his spiritual power when he kicked Shang Zhendong, and shook his spiritual power. Shang Zhendong was like a bird that had lost his ability to fly. He waved his arms and rushed out of the ring. If he really fell to the ground, he would have to break his bones and tendons.

"Brother!" Two calls sounded at the same time, and two figures rushed out and caught them before Shang Zhendou landed. Finally, he was not guilty of breaking his bones and tendons.

"Brother, are you okay?" Shang Zhendong, Shang Zhenjiang, and Shang Zhenhai, who were shaking a little confused, didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Don't, stop shaking, shake it again, there will be something wrong if you have nothing to do." After finally getting angry, Shang Zhendong begged his two younger brothers speechlessly, and even more sad, and he didn't know what to say.

"But brother, you, you are too embarrassed!" The third brother Shang Zhenhai, although he has a good cultivation level, his temperament is very dull, so he is the most dull among the three brothers. He was called back and forth by his two brothers in the past. Of course, his relationship is really good, so he spoke up and told the truth.

Slap, he was slapped hard on the forehead, "You idiot, don't you go to avenge your elder brother and say sarcastic words, why are you so stupid?" The second brother Shang Zhenjiang was speaking, with a petite and thin body, and there was not much flesh on his body. There was a hint of cunning and brightness in the eyes of a pair of triangles.

The third brother was dull and always followed the two brothers. Shang Zhenhai was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Brother, the second brother is right, wait, San will beat you up that boy Yun, wait!"

The third brother was exactly the opposite of the second brother. He was strong and burly, like a strong iron pillar, heading straight to the arena. The guardian Jindan monk was still very responsible. It was just a pressure that made him unable to get what he wanted. However, Zhou Hao was on the ring and said directly: "Senior, I can fight again, please continue to arrange for the next game to start immediately."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Hao would be so eager to fight, so he had to ask the seven city lords about their meaning. The city lord of Yangyang immediately agreed, hoping that Zhou Hao would show off too much.

At this time, a group of geniuses surrounded the two brothers of the Shang family, concerned about the injuries, some asked their opponents, some were sarcastic and quarreling, and they were all watching the battle under the arena, but the strength of the monks still had to be truly fought before they knew that based on their eyes, they could only judge a rough comparison.

Shang Zhendong was actually not seriously injured, but his spiritual power was difficult to mobilize for a moment. He resumed his movements after a moment. He didn't care about being kicked off the ring and his face turned red. He quickly looked up to see the third brother on the ring. On weekdays, the brothers also started to compete with each other. The three brothers still knew each other's strengths, so he complained that the second brother rushed to let the third brother go to the ring. He couldn't say much at this time, so he could only hope that the Yun family (Zhou Hao) could show mercy.

Shang Zhenhai practiced with a fierce and domineering path, which was similar to Ganlang, but also different. With the advantage of his strong body, he used a top-grade spiritual weapon, Eyebrow Stick, which was more than eight feet long, and was covered with various formations and forbidden formation runes. After Zhou Hao tried to take a stick, he immediately did not dare to show off his power. If Ganlang could destroy the top-grade spiritual weapon with the handcuff armor attached to his arms, then Shang Zhenhai's Eyebrow Stick was probably unwilling to resist even ordinary magic weapons directly.

Just like the golden feather spiritual robe that Zhou Hao once refined, he would never survive a hundred and ten strategies when attacking the powerful Qimei stick. What’s even more hateful is that the huge impact force contained in it will not be destroyed because of the spiritual weapon and magic weapon that is not broken even if it succeeds, in the end, the huge force will still be resolved. How could a cultivator’s body dissolve the invasion of more than ten thousand golds?

What's more, not only the huge force generated by the wielding stick, but also the spiritual power of the monks who control the cultivator. Zhou Hao suddenly realized that he had a great weakness in power. He had also considered refining his body, and his physical body was good, but he never thought of playing his due role. He just used it bluntly, neither using it reasonably, nor developing its potential, and alerting himself now.

Shang Zhenhai's strength is beyond doubt. It is just too much of a loss for magic flow like Zhou Hao. In addition, he lacks defense ability and dares not directly show Zhou Hao's powerful flames. For opponents who cannot continue to improve their strength and cannot bring new opportunities, Zhou Hao did not hesitate to force him to get off the ring, regardless of whether Shang Zhenhai was unwilling to accept it.

Just calmed down his breath, Zhou Hao spoke loudly, "Next, Yun is not talented, please give me advice."

Dozens of geniuses were shocked by Shang Zhenhai's mad failure and hesitated for a moment. Although they were all young talents, they also loved face. The cultivators who were almost as strong as their cultivation were easily defeated one after another, so they had to consider whether they were qualified. But in just this short skill, a clear and beautiful woman who was as pure and refined as a worldly fireworks fell on the arena like a fairy.

Zhou Hao was also amazed by the sudden arrival of the woman, slightly stunned, and even his burning fighting spirit sank a little. Wow, outside the ring, countless monks were boiling, and had seen the crazy fighting techniques of Zhou Hao and Tianlang before, and such a delicate woman on the ring, which made countless men feel ashamed of it.

Under the stage, under the light gauze of the Lord Yaoguang Pavilion, he frowned slightly, obviously he was displeased. On the other hand, the old Taoist Tianji seemed to know something, and forgot about the Lord Yaoguang Pavilion with deep meaning, but he said a lot.

"This fellow Taoist asked, I'm asking for advice from fellow Taoist." Shang Zhenyu, a cultivator with almost no reputation, but someone from the audience almost jumped onto the ring. They were the three masters of the Shang family. Others don't know, how could the three of them not know? That was the forbidden body of the three of them. However, at the ninth level of Qi Training Realm, they were sent to their master's sect to practice. Unexpectedly, they appeared in the Seven Star City Martial Arts Arena, and they happened to be on the ring at this time.

Fortunately, the second son Shang Zhenjiang was smart and grabbed the excited boss and the third son, and even used their spiritual power directly to stop the excited two people.

"Second, what are you doing?" The eldest and third brother asked Shang Zhenjiang angrily at the same time.

With a wry smile, Shang Zhenjiang said, "Brother, third brother, I know what you want to do, but Zhenyu is on the ring at this moment, and there is a Golden Pill Cultivator Town Guardian." Seeing that the two of them were silent, they continued, "You were defeated on the ring, and Zhenyu then went on the ring. This means that Zhenyu was angry and knew that you and me were here. She didn't come to recognize each other, but went on the ring. Let's not disturb her now."

"But? But what if the zhenyu is kicked down? What should I do if I get injured?" The third brother Shang Zhenhai was still worried and asked in a muffled voice.

On the ring, Zhou Hao didn’t want anything else. Whether it was a man or a woman, it was necessary to keep the ring and win the competition. He was still counting on getting a place so that he could go to Tianyan Sect!

"Since the fairy has come on stage, Yun will naturally accept the challenge, please..."

He Wuyou did not act like a demon this time, but he gritted his teeth with pain. Before, Tianlang was defeated, and the other monks did not take advantage of it. He made a lot of money, but one person made a lot of money. He finally pointed out Huang Zhonglu's spirit stone and forced a few female cultivators to drink the flower wine. He seemed to have no concern about the situation and outcome on the ring.
Chapter completed!
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