[69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAU.COM] Both sides have already ended, but there are still complaints on the seat. Many people think that if Ye Wutian doesn't use any evil tricks, Gu Jianfei should win.

Wanjia sat on the seat.

Wan Zhixuan said angrily: "Hmph! That shameless bastard is so hateful. He actually used such a sinister method. Cousin, you must beat the monk later, and then teach that bastard a lesson in the finals."

"Don't worry, I will let that kid pay the price for his previous behavior." Despite saying this, Wan Shijie was still a little uneasy because he vaguely felt that Ye Wutian was probably also a strong man in the earth realm.

As the two left the game, the microphone sounded again. In the second match between the semi-finals, Wan Shijie vs. Shaolin Jingkong.

The two quickly walked onto the stage, reported to each other, and then took a pose for preparation.

"Ding!~"

The ringtone rang and the competition began.

Jingkong took the lead and used Shaolin Luohan Fist to attack Wan Shijie.

Wan Shijie slowly used the first level of Wan Buddha Palm, with a thunderous thunder and eased to block the opponent's fist.

Then the two of them faced dozens of moves in a row, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while. However, overall, Wan Shijie was able to deal with it easily, and Jingkong was a little difficult to deal with it.

When two people of equal strength fight each other, they usually don’t rush to fight to the death. Instead, they fight a protracted battle first, so that they can understand the opponent’s moves and tricks and find the starting point.

After a few rounds, Jingkong seemed to have taken the lead and saw Wan Shijie's flaws. He quickly took the opportunity to use his killer weapon, the powerful Vajra finger, passed through the gap between Wan Shijie's moves, and pointed towards Wan Shijie's chest.

Seeing Jingkong use this move, Wan Shijie not only did not panic, but instead raised a cunning smile.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Wan Shijie's mouth, Jingkong frowned, as if he realized something, but he could no longer take back this finger.

"Ding!~"

Jingkong's powerful Vajra finger hit Wan Shijie's Hungarian mouth, and it actually made a metallic impact.

Jingkong secretly complained that something was wrong, but before he could return to defense, he had already hit Wan Shijie with a palm, and his whole body was slapped backwards. After falling to the ground, he spat a mouthful of blood.

"Did you give in?" Wan Shijie asked indifferently.

Of course, Jingkong knew that the other party must have deliberately exposed his flaws just now, and judging from the previous fights, he felt that he was at a disadvantage, so he immediately gave in and surrendered.

Many viewers also guessed that Wan Shijie had a defense, so the result of this game is still controversial.

Wan Shijie didn't care about this either. After the referee announced the verdict, he went straight back to his seat.

"The next is half an hour of rest, and the third place competition will start after the rest."

There were a series of discussions in the seat, and everyone was arguing about the results of the two games just now. Some of them could not compete with each other and flirted with each other, and the scene was in chaos.

Of course, they can fight as much as they like, and even if they kill people, there will be no one to stop them. This is the martial arts world. If you don’t have the strength, you should be low-key, otherwise you deserve it if you die.

The half-hour rest time was finally over, and a crisp ringtone instantly calmed down the originally chaotic scene.

The third place competition has begun. Gu Jianfei and Jingkong both stood on the stage, and Jingkong's injuries have been healed.

Both sides reported to the door. After the bell rang, the two rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

Jingkong did not have the ability to see things like Ye Wutian, so he seemed a little powerless to resist when facing Gu Jianfei's ghost step and the shadowless fist.

After a few rounds, he was hit by Gu Jianfei. Although his injuries were not serious, it made his next battle more passive.

The two of them fought for less than five minutes, and finally ended the game with Gu Jianfei's heavy punch.

After the two of them left the court, the audience started to make noise, because the next one was the final of the Youth Competition of the Martial Arts Conference. Many people felt that this final was not interesting, because in the semi-finals, both of them seemed to have used unremarkable means to defeat their opponents.

Of course, people with discerning eyes can still find many highlights, such as the thing on Ye Wutian’s back and the hidden defenses on Wan Shijie, which is also the biggest highlight of the finals.

"Next, please invite two finalists to play."

As the microphone sounded, loud cheers sounded in the venue. Some people called Ye Wentian, and some people called Wan Shijie, but the sound of calling Wan Shijie obviously overshadowed Ye Wentian. In fact, this is not surprising. After all, Wan Shijie got to this point with his strength, and Ye Wutian probably climbed up by luck.

Under the shouts, Ye Wutian and Wanshijie walked onto the ring with their heads held high.

"Boy, you are really good. You can actually climb to this point." Looking at Ye Wutian opposite, Wan Shijie sneered.

"That's right! Actually, I admire myself very much. A man as good as me can't find a second in the universe. It's normal for you to envy me and be jealous of me. But you don't need to be too inferior. Although you are not as handsome as me, not as strong as me, and have a sloppy sexual ability, you are still more masculine than men like Brother Chun." Ye Wutian teased.

Wan Shijie was not angry, and he hummed disapprovingly: "What's the use of being awesome in words! If you have the ability, you can beat me down."

Seeing that the other party was so calm, Ye Wutian increased his strength and said excitedly: "If I kick you off the ring later, would you lend me your cousin to play for two days? Don't say, your cousin's two steamed buns are quite exciting to pinch." As he said that, he raised a despicable smile on his face.

After hearing what Ye Wutian said, Wan Shijie was not calm enough. His fists were already clattering, his breathing became extremely heavy, his face turned blue and red, and his eyes full of killer were enough to make people shudder.

Seeing the other party's angry expression, Ye Wutian nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "It's necessary to have this kind of momentum, otherwise it would be a fool to defeat me with your ability."

As soon as Ye Wutian finished speaking, the ringtone of the game finally rang.

Before the ringtone could fall, Wan Shijie shouted angrily, like an angry beast, rushing towards Ye Wutian with a fierce momentum.

There was silence on the seat, and everyone stared at the two people on the ring with concentration. Which one is stronger and which one is weak will be revealed soon.

Seeing Wan Shijie coming in full force, Ye Wutian tentatively took out two silver needles and shot them at him.

Faced with the two silver needles attacking the Hungarians, Wan Shijie did not take them seriously and let the silver needle hit him.

Two crisp "ding" sounds, and the two silver needles were bounced away directly.

"This guy is indeed wearing defensive armor." Ye Wutian said in his heart. Needless to think about it, what Wan Zhixuan wore yesterday should be the same as Wan Shijie in front of him.

Seeing Wan Shijie's offensive approaching, Ye Wutian quickly mobilized his true energy to use the Overlord Fist.

Before Ye Wutian could punch, Wan Shijie slapped him first.

"Thunderous!"

The same move, Wan Zhixuan used it yesterday, obviously without the momentum in front of her.

Wan Shijie's palm was still one meter away, and Ye Wutian felt a strong wind coming towards him. He could use this simple palm to such an extent. This move must have been mastered by him.

When dealing with Gu Jianfei before, Ye Wutian suffered a lot of losses. At present, the power of the Wanfo Palm of Wanjia is obviously above the Shadowless Fist. Moreover, the first level of Wanfo Palm is a mysterious realm-level move, so Ye Wutian naturally dared not use the first level of the Overlord Fist to fight it.

"Own one side!"

Ye Wutian shouted loudly, decisively used the second level of the Overlord Fist, and swung his fist towards Wan Shijie's palm. There was no leak in all the domineering and restrained fists.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms hit each other, and the two of them retreated backwards. Judging from the steps they took to retreat, Wan Shijie seemed to have the upper hand in this round.

After standing firmly, Ye Wutian said in his heart: "In terms of power, the first level of the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm is probably no less than the second level of the Shadow Fist."

"Good boy, I can actually use this kind of garbage punch to block my Wanfo Palm. It seems that I can't deal with you if I don't use my real skills." Wan Shijie said coldly.

"With your Xuan Realm cultivation level, it seems that you can only use the first level of Ten Thousand Buddha Palm? Could it be that you have practiced other more powerful techniques?" Ye Wutian asked curiously.

"My Ten Thousand Buddha Palms are the world's unique skills, so how can there be a more powerful technique?" Wan Shijie said conceitably.

Many people at the seat expressed dissatisfaction with Wan Shijie's words, especially those major sects, who naturally believed that their martial arts were the only ones in the world.

If you want to compare the skills, what is the shadowless fist of Ten Thousand Buddhas Palm, it is weak and violent in front of the Great Prajna Sutra and the Thunder Demonstration Technique. Ye Wutian is too lazy to compare with the other party. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Since there is no more powerful skills, what are you going to deal with me?"

"Of course it's the second level of Wan Buddha's Palm." As he spoke, Wan Shijie took off a ring from his left hand.

As the ring was removed, Wan Shijie's cultivation suddenly improved a lot.

"A strong man in the earth!"

"He actually has the level of cultivation!"

......

There was a sound of marvel at the seat. It was indeed a genius of cultivation to enter the earth in his twenties.

"I didn't expect that such a genius would appear among the younger generation of the Wan family." Master Jueqing exclaimed, and when she heard her tone, she seemed a little envious.

"The thief finally suffered retribution." The middle-aged nun next to him said gloatingly.

Feeling the envious gazes coming from all around, Wan He felt proud with his chest.

Wan Shijie on the stage naturally looked proud, and the amazement of the audience around him greatly satisfied his vanity.
Chapter completed!