Chapter 89                                                                                                                             �

"Not bad..." Qin Long smiled at the sky. He was originally at the peak of the sixth level of the innate level, but after passing through the tomb of King Wu, he broke through to the seventh level. Recently, the family gave him a treasure pill for this martial arts ceremony, which allowed him to break through to the eighth level again. He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Kneel down obediently, maybe I will let you go today! Otherwise..."

Shaking his head, Wang Teng's lips raised a cold curve and said, "Go on."

Such a calm and gentle look made Qin Long's expression froze immediately, and then his eyes became fierce, staring at Wang Teng, Sen Han said, "Looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Long's body rushed over like a tiger that had come out of the gate, with his palms intertwined, and he slapped out three palms in succession. He had been resentful to Wang Teng for a long time, and today he made up his mind to avenge his previous shame. Now that he broke through, his energy was boiling and his blood rumbled in his body, which really gave the human race a sense of momentum like a mountain.

Faced with such a powerful attack, Wang Teng's face remained unchanged. He suddenly stretched forward with his finger and used the second "Dripping Water to End the Stone".

Qin Long's feet were wrong, his body rotated, and the sharp finger knife flew over in front of him.

Buzz!

At this moment, Wang Teng suddenly changed his sword force and turned into the first style of "knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger". When the sword shook, a sharp sound came from the void. Qin Long buzzed, his head almost exploded, and he felt a faint pain in his eardrum and he was unable to stand firmly.

"Damn it!" Qin Long gritted his teeth and thought: "This kid's sword technique is really exquisite."

As soon as the thought fell, I felt a cool air on my head. When I looked up, I saw that Wang Teng had already pointed at him with a knife in an attitude of creating the world. This was the third move of "Strike Huashan". During these three moves, the flowing water seemed to be ready in advance, without any abruptness, and connected!

Qin Long had not yet developed his new power, so he could only slapped out in a hurry, hoping that he could withstand one or two.

Click!

Only a sound of bone breakage sounded.

Wang Teng's finger knife hit his elbow and immediately dislocated it. If Qin Long had not wrapped it with internal strength at the critical moment, his elbow would have been broken. Even so, it would have hurt so much that he screamed and his face was distorted.

Fortunately, the martial arts practitioners have strong physical constitution and their elbows are dislocated, which will not affect much.

Qin Long endured the pain and connected his arm, and his strength was warm and his arms were intact. His face was now greatly increased with murderous intent, and his two moves became claws. He used the second-grade martial arts "Dragon and Tiger Capture", which seemed to be able to catch wind and shadows.

Wang Teng smiled lightly and hit a tiger fist directly!

Although this martial arts is only one level, it is matched with his powerful power, which is like a tiger adding wings, and its power is not inferior to that of the second level. Originally, this set of fierce boxing was a bit clumsy, and it would be difficult for people of the same level to dodge. However, he has learned Feiyun Step, his body functions have been strengthened, and his moves are faster. This punch seems ordinary, and it contains explosive power.

Bang!

Qin Long felt like he was hitting a piece of hard metal, and his five fingers immediately heard a series of breaking sounds, and he screamed immediately!

Wang Teng's feet slid, rose into the air, and kicked Qin Long in the face. Qin Long seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, his whole head grew a circle, flew four or five meters away, and fell outside the red line.

"Wang Teng, win!" Seeing this, the referee said.

The air seemed to stop flowing for a second!

Qin Long thought that after he broke through, he would definitely show his strength at the ceremony, but now he was defeated by Wang Teng again. He felt his chest tightness and his breath was blocked. Then he vomited a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and he was stunned.

Wang Teng sighed and said, "Pity." With his current strength, the eighth-level master of the innate level is not his opponent, so Qin Long will also be defeated in a mess.

After returning to the competition area, after half a tea time, Liu Fei came back panting. After asking, she learned that she met a very strong foreign opponent, whose strength was comparable to her. She paid a considerable price to win.

"I need to cultivate myself, otherwise it will be unfavorable to the next match." Liu Fei took out a pill and swallowed it, closed her eyes and meditated.

Wang Teng thought to himself: "These children of aristocratic families can swallow pills when they are free in the competition and recover their vitality at any time, and invisibly take a considerable advantage." He also thought: "I, a kid with no background, can only rely on my own breathing."

When he was free, he began to adjust his state.

Although the battle with Qin Long did not consume too much. However, with the rounds of competition, the waves washed away the sand, and the strength of those who continued to stay was getting higher and higher. Just in case, he would also let himself stand at the peak at any time.

"Wang Teng!" But not long after he closed his eyes, a delicate voice came.

Wang Teng frowned and opened his eyes, but saw Qin Fengling wrapping her hands around her chest and walking over with an unkind look on her face. She said coldly: "You are merciless and beat my second brother to many bones."

Wang Teng shrugged: "There will inevitably be losses in the ring competition."

Seeing his appearance as he was neither salty nor light, Qin Fengling was even more angry and bit her teeth. Just as she was about to get angry, a voice sounded around her: "Cousin, this person is the so-called Wang Teng!"

Wang Teng's eyes turned and saw a man in blue standing next to her. His face was fair and cold, and his whole body looked like an iceberg.

Turning his head to look at the man, Qin Fengling smiled faintly and said, "Yes, he is the bastard who messed up your cousin and Minqing's good things."

The man in blue had a cold light surging in his eyes. He looked at Wang Teng and said, "I hope you don't meet me." His tone was calm and he turned around with a strong sense of confidence.

"Wang Teng, please do it yourself." Qin Fengling smiled coldly and left.

At this time, Liu Fei opened her eyes and said, "The man in blue who spoke before was - Lan Ming!"

Wang Teng frowned and said, "Lan Ming?"

Liu Fei nodded and said, "Well, he is a relative of the Qin family, and he is also a genius. It seems that you need one more powerful opponent." After this adjustment, her face turned much rosy!

Wang Teng thought to himself: "No wonder he is so arrogant."

At present, there are only 40 contestants left in the entire competition area. The competition is getting fiercer, and everyone is sharpening their knives and striving to go to another level!

In the next round, Wang Teng met Tianfeng Academy. The second-ranked master was named "Yang Fei". As a young master in Tianfeng Academy, he was indeed extraordinary. Wang Teng fought with him for more than 100 moves, but he still had no choice but to win.

Yang Fei practiced a kind of "wind step". Although it was not as profound as Chu Mengyao's phantom step, it was extremely fast. I saw a lot of figures on the ring, constantly attacking Wang Teng, like a storm!

Although Wang Teng has amazing strength and physical fitness, he can't do anything to him for a while.

Yang Fei suddenly whispered: "What is your relationship with my senior sister Mengyao?"
Chapter completed!