A burly figure flew from the distant sky and landed on the ring. It was like a big stone falling down, making a loud "bang" sound. ["Crazy" Get more chapters]

Niu Yong, with a rough look on his face, twirled the black iron rod in his hand for several weeks, and struck the ring with a loud bang, making the whole ring tremble.

He held the iron rod with one hand, pointed at Long Wu with the other, and shouted: "Young grown-up kid still dares to talk nonsense and talk shamelessly. Today, I will let the old cow teach you a lesson."

Niu Yong's appearance was much more impressive than the sword-carrying young man before, and the name of the Holy Blood Niu family was also extraordinary, which immediately attracted cheers and applause from the disciples of the surrounding aristocratic families.

At this moment, they share the same hatred

In the restaurant, Young Master Teng "swish"ed his white paper fan, slapped his palms hard, stood up excitedly, and said: "Niu Yong from the Holy Blood Niu family has appeared. It seems that Ma will have a good show."

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Mr. Mouse said unhappily: "This Niu Yong's strength ranks low among the Holy Blood Ox family, but he is much stronger than the three of us. This time, he may be able to steal the show."

Mr. Yang gradually loosened his clenched fists, and his cold face finally revealed a smile. In his opinion, Niu Yong, who had been in the industry for several years, was very powerful and should be able to teach Long Wu a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the ridicule he did not repay his hope actually attracted a disciple of the Holy Blood Family, and Long Wu's heart began to feel a little alive.

He held the wishful stick, jumped from the high platform to the ring with a slight jump, and came to the opposite side of Niu Yong. He looked at Niu Yong, whose body was not as strong as usual, with a careful look, and said coldly: "Courage is commendable, I hope I won't let it go."

"I am disappointed"

Niu Yong looked at the dragon five in front of him who was dressed in golden battle armor and had two "long chicken feathers" flying in the air. He couldn't help but cursed "slut" with envy and jealousy, and said proudly: "Listen carefully, this one in my hand is

The iron rod is forged from black iron in the sea and weighs 3,500 kilograms. If an ordinary person touches it, it will turn into flesh. If you know this, just admit defeat and I can spare your life. If not, I will definitely

I want you to know how powerful Lao Niu is."

He originally thought that the other party, this "slut", would give a shocked reaction after listening to his introduction. Who knew that the other party's face became depressed instead, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "What kind of expression do you have? Do I

Is Lao Niu’s iron rod not heavy enough? Or do you still look down upon the strength of my Holy Blood Ox family?”

Ma Tianxiao stroked his forehead helplessly below and murmured to himself: "I knew this guy was so aggrieved in the restaurant earlier and rushed here in a hurry. He must be itchy and wants to fight. As expected, my guess is right. You should fight

Yeah, why are you talking so much nonsense to him?"

Long Wu, who looked disappointed, didn't say much and just handed the wish-fulfilling stick in front of Niu Yong.

"What do you mean?" Niu Yong, holding the black iron rod in hand, asked in confusion while being cautious.

"Try my stick." Long Wu's expression was extremely dull, and he was obviously extremely disappointed.

Niu Yong's eyes widened and he said angrily: "What? Is it possible that your stick can be heavier than mine? Just try, I am still afraid of you, old Niu?"

While speaking angrily, he reached out and grabbed Long Wu's wishful stick.

Long Wu shook his head gently and reminded: "I'm going to let you go, you have to hold on to it yourself."

"There's so much nonsense, let it go quickly." Niu Yong shouted impatiently, and then immediately let out an exclamation of "Ouch", almost reaching his waist.

The auspicious cloud texture on both sides of the Ruyi stick reflects a dark golden luster in the sunlight. Such a golden stick that looks like pure gold makes Niu Yong feel extremely heavy pressure.

His arms were shaking, and his wrists were a little sore. In the end, he had to let go of his black iron rod and let it fall to the ring with a bang. He used both hands to smash the dark gold rod in front of him.

, hold it firmly.

He exerted his strength with his arms and swung the golden stick in his hand for several weeks. The roar that ripped through the air was like muffled thunder.

His actions and expression attracted everyone's attention.

"Isn't that golden rod an ordinary magic weapon?"

"Niu Yong's magic weapon weighs 3,500 kilograms, but it can still be wielded with great force. Even if the golden rod is made entirely of gold, how heavy can it be? Why is he struggling so hard?"

"I don't know, I don't know what metal that golden rod is made of."

People were talking a lot, and the children of the aristocratic families were also whispering among themselves, discussing this issue.

However, things like divine weapons are also used to guard the house among divine families. Only the head of the family can hold them. Therefore, they know very little about divine weapons.

In the restaurant, Teng Sangong's white paper fan had stopped shaking. He said with a shocked face: "Hey, dear, the Holy Blood Niu family has always been famous for its strength. The golden rod must be heavy to make him show that kind of heaviness."

Mr. Rat bared his teeth and said, "Niu Yong can't even dance with other people's weapons so hard. He has already lost this competition before it even started."

Mr. Yang's face turned livid again. He clung to the last glimmer of hope and said coldly: "You may not win if you are strong."

Mr. Rat curled his lips slightly and said nothing.

Niu Yong carefully placed one end of the dark gold stick in his hand on the ground, fearing that if he used too much force, it would pierce the floor of the arena.

"What kind of magic weapon are you?" Niu Yong's face was condensed, and his eyes were full of shock. This stick was too heavy for him to keep swinging. It was absolutely impossible for him to use it as a weapon.

Because fighting is not just a matter of a short while.

Long Wu sighed and said, "This is forged from pure gold and weighs eighteen thousand kilograms. I asked it to be used as a wishful stick." As he spoke, he walked forward, grabbed his magic weapon, and looked at the cow.

Yong was disappointed and said: "You are no match for me, so you should retreat on your own."

"Is it really a fine gold rod?" Young Master Teng, Young Master Rat, Young Master Sheep, and even Ma Tianxiao in the audience all gasped, suddenly feeling that Long Wu's strength was unfathomable.

The children of other aristocratic families and the people watching may not know what the word "fine gold" represents, but they can hear the number "eighteen thousand catties" clearly, which makes their faces change wildly.

I suspected that I was hearing hallucinations.

Niu Yong's face turned red with anger at Long Wu's disappointed expression, and he held on to the scene and said: "Your magic weapon is so powerful, so what, I, Lao Niu, don't believe you are really that strong, come on, come on, let's

After a few tricks, you will know that I am not a vegetarian."

Long Wu glanced at him and said pitifully: "In that case, I will fight you a few times with bare hands, which will be your lucky start."

"Wow ya ya"

Niu Yong was completely stimulated. He was no different from a red-eyed bull. He rubbed and picked up his feet, and the black stick flew into the sky. Niu Yong followed closely behind, soared into the sky, and grabbed Heichen three feet high in the sky.

The stick roared loudly: "Look at the stick". The head of the stick fell like a meteor, hitting Long Wu's head. Wherever it passed, the air was distorted, the wind howled like a roar, and Niu Yong's hair exploded backward, setting off

He had a furious look on his face, majestic and threatening.

Long Wu looked up at the sky with a calm expression. He held the stick in one hand and made a fist with the other hand to blast out. It was like a cannonball blasting out of the barrel, blasting the air and causing a heavy white air wave to explode on his arm.

"Bong buzz"

The iron fist collided with the iron rod, making a dull and weird sound explosion, and a white air wave suddenly exploded, spread, and disappeared in an instant.

Long Wu stood still, motionless.

Niu Yong, who was in mid-air, was blocked from falling, and the iron rod bounced up high, which made him even angrier. His eyes were red, and he roared repeatedly. While he was in mid-air, his waist twisted, the iron rod turned into a streak of black light, tearing the air.

, slashing left and sweeping right, two consecutive extremely fierce attacks, roaring like thunder.

Long Wu used the same iron fist to hit left and right, violently colliding with the iron rod, and the air wave exploded with a muffled sound like thunder.

The next moment, before Long Wu stepped forward, his voice was sonorous and powerful: "The offer is over, get off here."

I don't know whether the sound preceded the attack or came out together with the attack. At the same time that Niu Yong heard the sound that sounded like gold and cracking rocks, he saw a ring of air waves exploding in front of him, and an iron fist pierced through the white air waves.

, in the blink of an eye, he came one foot in front of his chest.

Niu Yong was suddenly startled, his whole body tensed up, and the black iron rod rolled over like a python and slid to his chest in an instant. He held up his hands to block the iron fist.

Bang buzz

The sound was as loud as a bell, and the white air waves exploded like rings. Long Wu's arms were as straight as a spear, and the black iron rod that touched the iron fist bent outwards and dented. In an instant, it straightened like a spring, pulling the cow that had not yet landed on the ground.

Eject bravely.

While screaming, Niu Yong's body as strong as an ox flew backwards, rushed out of the ring, drew a long arc in the sky, passed over everyone's heads, and fell far away next to Ma Tianxiao.

His feet landed with a thud, and spider web-like cracks exploded and spread on the solid floor.

Where are you really coming from and where are you going back to?

Ma Tianxiao supported Niu Yong, who was staggering a little. He was frightened and anxious, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

The blood redness in Niu Yong's eyes gradually faded away, his arms and arms felt like electric current, sore and sleepy, and his face was as red as pig liver. He stared closely at the golden God of War in the ring. After a moment, he let out a long sigh of frustration and slumped down.

He came to his head and said in frustration: "I'm fine. The other party has shown mercy. Otherwise, my iron rod wouldn't be able to block his fist in time."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ma Tianxiao couldn't hide the shock on his face and said, "Since this guy dares to make such arrogant remarks, he must have done something wrong. Brother Niu, don't be too sad."

Niu Yong took two deep breaths, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I have nothing, but the opponent is too powerful. With just one fist, he can defeat me holding the magic weapon. I, the old Niu, lose with all his heart"...

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