The martial arts competition began with the first match between Xiao Jie and Ge Kun, which entered a feverish stage with a mysterious color.
The third match was between No. 5 and No. 6. With the ninth level of Yuan Monk's strength, No. 6 won.
In the fourth game, there was no doubt that Luo Ying drew number seven. The two patriarchs and the town leader on the stage were immediately surprised when Luo Ying took action instantly. One move, the same move, and one move.
The palm hit No. 8's chest and bounced away. Moreover, that was not all Luo Ying's strength.
"What is the origin of that boy?" The town leader's eyes flickered, and then he turned his eyes to Xiao Jie, who was sitting in the competition seat with a contented look on his face. This young man in silver robes surprised him too much. He
I would not believe that in just a few short months, Luo Ying, who had the strength of the fourth level of the Yuan cultivator, soared to the eighth level of the Yuan cultivator. Moreover, she knocked out No. 8, who had the ninth level of the Yuan cultivator, with one move.
outside.
Xiao Jie also noticed the mayor's gaze, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and closed his eyes.
And Luo Hong also had a look of astonishment on his face. His little daughter actually relied on the eighth level of Yuan cultivator to kill a cultivator of the ninth level of Yuan cultivator in an instant. Luo Hong would not believe that this was Luo Ying's own cultivation.
There is a figure of Xiao Jie.
Luo Ying jumped back to the competition seat from the field with a smile on her face. Luo Ping, who was on the side, also recovered from the shock just now, smiled and congratulated: "Cousin Luo Ying, congratulations to you, eight
Made it to the semi-finals."
"Cousin Luo Ping, please come on, sister, she is very strong." Luo Ying rolled her eyes and said narrowly.
In response, Luo Shan just smiled and didn't say anything. She just looked at Xiao Jie slightly.
The next two games were both played by number 10, with number 11 winning.
At this time, Luo Shan and Luo Ping came on stage.
When they arrived at the court, Luo Ping smiled and said to Luoshan: "Cousin Luoshan, you have to be careful, I will not be merciful."
"Haha, thank you very much, cousin Luoping." Luo Shan replied with a smile.
After the referee announced the start of the game, Luo Shan narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her vitality. A bit of vitality rippled on her palms. Then, in the astonished look of everyone, her figure moved like a ghost, and then, with a solid palm
It actually landed on Luo Ping's chest, and the force directly knocked Luo Ping away from the field.
"Gah?"
Another move to defeat?
But Luo Shan felt that this was expected, smiled, and returned to the competition table.
"Sister, please be more ruthless. After all, cousin Luo Ping is also a member of our Luo family. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?" Luo Ying stuck out her tongue and said.
"Luo Ping relies on his extraordinary talent in the Luo family and doesn't put others in his eyes. If he continues to be so proud, it will only harm himself. It's time to let him know what it means that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world." Luo Shan did not.
With a big look on his face, he just smiled and explained.
Extraordinary talent? Xiao Jie was immediately amused after hearing what Luo Shan said. In the Luo family, or even in the entire continent, I am afraid that no one can surpass Luo Ying, the owner of the heavenly spirit physique, in terms of talent, right?
Even his own spiritual physique is beyond comparison.
"Oh, that's right." Xiao Jie also suddenly remembered something. He looked at the two women and said with an indifferent expression: "I don't care which one of you wants the first place."
Hearing this, the two girls were dumbfounded. Luo Ying said with a smile: "Give it to my sister. After all, my sister represents the leader of the Luo family. This is better."
Xiao Jie also nodded, indicating that he understood, and then closed his eyes.
The last game of the eight semi-finals was won by number 16.
Next, there are the semi-finals.
The first game was the match between Xiao Jie and Lei Heng. What was shocking was that Lei Heng abstained directly.
But Xiao Jie didn't care. The outcome had already been decided anyway. Even if there were thousands of Lei Hengs, they were no match for Xiao Jie. Xiao Jie could crush a large number of ants to death with just one kick.
In the second match, No. 6 versus No. 7, what surprised Xiao Jie was that Luo Ying's opponent turned out to be a quasi-Yuanshi practitioner.
"Hey, Xiao Nizi, your opponent is a Qi Yuanshi, do you need my help?" Xiao Jie asked with a smile.
"Yi Qi Yuan Shi? No way, No. 6 is so hidden, why don't you pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? Humph, I will deal with him by myself when I go up. I don't need your help. Don't I still have a trump card?"
." Hearing this, Luo Ying also had black hair, but she soon became relieved, raised her little mouth, and hummed.
"Be careful, do your best, don't be brave, at most I will help you find your place later." Xiao Jie put his hands around his chest and said seriously.
Hearing this, Luo Ying also nodded seriously, with a solemn look on her face.
"Xiaoying, be careful, come on." Luo Shan smiled and cheered Luo Ying up.
"Yeah." Luo Ying responded with a smile.
So, Luo Ying walked to the field and looked at the man in front of her seriously.
"Give up and admit defeat. You are no match for me. You only have the eighth level of Yuan Cultivator strength." Man No. 6 said proudly with an arrogant look on his face.
"How will you know if you are your opponent if you don't try?" Luo Ying said lightly.
Man No. 6 narrowed his eyes slightly, and his energy aura suddenly increased. He still looked like he was the best in the world, and said proudly: "I am a powerful Yuanshi. In my eyes, you are just an ant.
Luo Ying's brows furrowed visibly, but she didn't answer.
At this time, the referee also announced the start of the game.
As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Ying immediately boosted her energy, using the eighth level of Yuan cultivator's energy, she punched straight towards the man No. 6 with a fierce punch.
Man No. 6, on the other hand, still didn't hear anything. He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand, and patted Luo Ying's energy slightly. Man No. 6 immediately dissipated Luo Ying's energy.
"Huh." Luo Ying also knew that this was expected, and her figure suddenly moved, but her body pace was like a shadow, irregular, her fingers were clenched, her teeth were biting her pink lips, and the top of her head was moving.
Beads of sweat broke out, and his fists were ready to strike.
"Broken Wind Fist."
The whining sound of breaking wind, the Wind-breaking Fist that Luo Ying borrowed from Xiao Jie, could not be dealt with so much at the moment, but this punch, with her eighth-level Yuan cultivator strength, could only be used with all her life once, because,
Performing this Wind-breaking Fist move was enough to consume her vitality, and it would take a day to recover.
Xiao Jie, who was closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Ying in the field with a heavy expression. Damn it, didn't he say he would do his best? Why are he still working so hard? Of course he understands Luo Ying's situation.
, with Luo Ying's current strength, if she uses it once, she will collapse, and the next one will only be beaten.