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Chapter one hundred and sixteenth close call

[2015 is here, I wish you all a happy new year and all your wishes may come true]

The really difficult thing is that Yang Ji not only thought of it, but also did it.

Zhou Qun is not a weak person, on the contrary, he is the strongest among the strong. The judgment, consciousness, and reaction of characters of this level are all superior choices, and they will never be easily deceived.

However, in fact, Yang Ji's "performance" not only deceived Zhou Qun, but also perfectly led Zhou Qun's two King Kong puppets into the trap to kill each other.

Not everyone can do this.

This is not an attempt without risks and costs. If Yang Ji cannot deceive Zhou Qun, or if the timing is wrong, and the two Vajra puppets cannot hit each other smoothly, then it may be another outcome.

——Yang Ji will not have any chance again.

boom!

Zhou Qun's figure appeared several feet away. After being hit by Yang Ji in an instant, he disappeared again and reappeared... The "shunbu", which was a magical skill in martial arts, now became Zhou Qun's escape skill.

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And even so, he couldn't avoid being tracked by Yang Ji's floating footwork.

Bang bang bang!!

Streams of blood gushed out from Zhou Qun's mouth and nose, and even his robe was stained with blood. His injuries were getting worse and worse, and anyone with a clear eye could see that Zhou Qun was definitely defeated.

Now he is just relying on Shunpo to hold on.

"Hmph! I really think highly of him. I thought he would finish off that kid."

Shi Zhongye sneered, flicked his sleeves, and turned around to walk to the back of the palace without looking at the final result.

After this game, it was his turn soon. Ishi Nakano had to make some preparations first.

"Damn! Useless! Waste!"

Shi Qing cursed a few times, expressing how disappointed he was as much as his expectations were:

"If you hold a treasure like the King Kong Puppet, you will lose... you can go die!"

There was no need for Ishi Nakano to warn him. He could also see that Zhou Qun was destined to lose in this round. Even his strongest trump card had been lost. What other tricks could Zhou Qun come up with?

It's not just Shi Qing. In fact, the format of the game has become very clear at this point. In the eyes of many people, Zhou Qun has lost. Except for one person.

"Brother, there's nothing left to see. Let's go back."

A disciple of Mount Paektu said.

At this stage of the competition, all the Baekdu Mountain disciples who have entered the final competition circle have already gone on stage. As for Bai Julu, there is no competition for him today, and the last twelve places will be eliminated directly.

This is the right of seeded players.

"Wait a minute!"

Bai Julu shook his head. His feelings were rarely wrong. At this point in the game, although many people thought Zhou Qun had already lost.

But Bai Julu doesn't think so.

From the beginning to now, Zhou Qun's smell that makes people feel uncomfortable has never changed.

Bai Julu had an intuition that this game was not over yet. Zhou Qun might have been at an absolute disadvantage, but it was by no means hopeless.

"Click!"

A white palm, strong and powerful, tightened violently. He firmly grasped the metal armrest of the seat. However, he didn't know what he thought of. The light in Yang Xuanlan's eyes turned, and the gloomy look disappeared. Suddenly,

The time returned to calm.

"Hmph! I want to see when you are going to give up that pitiful self-esteem."

A light flashed in Yang Xuanlan's eyes,

The crowd exclaimed, but Yang Xuanlan's eyes were calm at this time. He didn't even look at it.

"Hmph! Still can't let it go? I want to see when you are willing to give up that pitiful self-esteem."

A cold light flashed in Yang Xuanlan's eyes. Then he withdrew his gaze, took the tea from the guard next to him, and tasted it calmly.

——He actually didn’t seem to care about the fighting in the ring.

boom!

On the ring, Zhou Qun staggered, but Yang Ji seized the opportunity and punched him away.

"Aren't you still willing to admit defeat?"

Yang Ji frowned, and followed him with a flicker. He had to admit that Zhou Qun's Shunpo was indeed powerful, and was almost not inferior to his Floating Light Body Technique.

Especially Zhou Qun seems to be in a state of confusion now, and even his footwork no longer follows the previous rules. This makes the rules deduced by Yang Ji suddenly fail and no longer apply.

Face to face, Zhou Qun was no match for him. But by blindly evading like this, even Yang Ji couldn't succeed in a moment.

"What is he still insisting on?"

Yang Ji found it hard to understand.

When the battle between the two reached this point, Zhou Qun could say that he had no chance anymore. Even if Yang Ji couldn't join forces in one fell swoop, he could completely defeat him and end the battle.

But if he continued as usual, Zhou Qun would lose more and more blood, his injuries would become more and more serious, and defeat would only happen sooner or later.

Yang Ji could even infer that this time would be no more than half a stick of incense at the latest.

His biggest trump card failed, and his strength became weaker and weaker, but Zhou Qun was still struggling to support himself, as if he was still holding on to something. But what was he holding on to?

Yang Ji couldn't understand.

"boom!"

Before it was too late, Zhou Qun had an obvious flaw in front of him. Yang Ji seized the opportunity, bullied him, and punched him hard. Click! With this punch, Zhou Qun's chest was sunken, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. It was tragic.

He screamed and flew out.

Yang Ji was about to strike while the iron was hot and catch up again, when suddenly there was a flash of light and Zhou Qun disappeared out of thin air again.

——Shunpo again!

"Damn it!"

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a "Captain" looked at the ring with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"What on earth is this bastard doing? Why is it still delayed until now when the battle can be ended quickly?"

The captain glared at Zhou Qun on the stage through the void.

In his opinion, Zhou Qun's broken bones, vomited blood, and humiliation were all caused by himself.

Mr. Fu Ma was indifferent to this battle and seemed to have no concern at all, but he had to ask and ignore it. As the confidant of Princess Chaoyang, this Yang Ji was the target that he must deal with in this operation.

If it cannot be dealt with, this mission will be a complete failure.

Not to mention Mr. Fu Ma, even if he were to face Princess Chaoyang, he probably wouldn't have the nerve to face her.

"Zhou Qun!——"

A shout was mixed in the crowd. It sounded inconspicuous, just like other restless spectators. But when this ordinary voice reached the ears of Zhou Qun on the ring, it was as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his whole body

A moment of coldness.

"Can't they wait any longer?"

There was a bitter look on the corner of Zhou Qun's mouth, and heaven and man were at war in his heart.

He had worked so hard in this battle that he could not even use the "Vajra Puppet" given to him by his master. Unexpectedly, he still lost to this candidate named Yang Ji.

"I'm sorry, Master. I'm disappointed."

When he thought that he would have to use that person's help in the end, Zhou Qun felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The martial arts examination was very important to him. He had always wanted to use his own strength to save his master and win the title of Wu Scholar. But when things got to this point, Zhou Qun had to admit that he had failed.

"Master's kindness in raising me also has the meaning of teaching. I can tolerate myself, but I can never let Master be harmed in the slightest. - Yang Ji. I'm sorry! For Master, I have to sacrifice you!"

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Qun's mind, and the next moment, Zhou Qun finally made up his mind.

"boom!"

With a flash of light from the corner of his eyes, Yang Ji used the Floating Light Body Technique to approach again. However, this time, Zhou Qun did not dodge. His legs were spread apart and his body remained motionless.

"sorry!"

A light flashed in Zhou Qun's eyes. The next moment, Zhou Qun finally opened the depths of his Dantian. A ball of extremely deep energy was sealed in his body.

"Boom!"

The sky shook and the earth shook, and the fine iron arena weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms was like a small boat floating on the sea in a storm, shaking violently.

Under countless pairs of shocked eyes, a majestic and tyrannical aura that far exceeded the fifth or even sixth level of martial arts suddenly burst out from within the group.

Zhou Qun, who was originally only able to parry but had no ability to fight back, saw his aura rising sharply and was able to steadily overpower Yang Ji in an instant.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Go down!"

Boom!

Zhou Qun's eyes were bright, and he punched out with his right hand, which seemed to be slow but fast. This punch was ordinary, not a move or a special skill, but the power of this punch exceeded all martial arts and special skills.

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Just hearing a roar, this wild force rushed over the sky and swept over the entire place like a tsunami.

Facing the power of this punch, even an existence like Bai Julu became mediocre.

"The blood of Wuzong! He actually has the power of Wuzong!"

Seeing this scene, the white giant deer suddenly changed color.

There are so many masters in Baitou Mountain, and others don't know what's going on. But Bai Julu knows that what is erupting from Zhou Qun is the genuine "Wuzong" power.

This kind of power is very different from Zhou Qun's blood energy, and it is definitely not what Zhou Qun can have!

"Buzz!"

At the entrance of the hall, Shi Zhongye, who had left the arena, was shocked and his steps stopped abruptly.

"How can it be?"

Shi Zhongyehuo turned around, widened his eyes, and looked at the arena in the distance like the center of a storm in disbelief.

"How could he have such power?!"

Ishi Nakano was shocked.

"not good!--"

Yang Ji looked shocked and his expression suddenly changed.

He felt intuitively about Zhou Qun's changes. As soon as the terrifying power that destroyed the world erupted from Zhou Qun, Yang Ji immediately felt a terrifying danger.

Zhou Qun refused to admit defeat, even when his bones were broken. Although Yang Ji knew what he was still insisting on, he did not expect that he actually contained such unpredictable power.

This kind of power cannot be resisted by Xiao Zhoutian-level warriors. Even a master like Bai Julu, who was born in the Five Holy Lands and is one of the best in the martial arts examination, can never withstand it.

This punch is not limited to defeating the enemy. If you are hit by such a violent and terrifying punch, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die. Moreover, it is the kind of serious injury that can destroy the foundation of martial arts.

"Yang Xuanlan!!"

In the flash of lightning, Yang Ji's eyes passed through the heavy waves and looked towards the stands behind Zhou Qun. There, Yang Ji saw a pair of cold eyes, looking at him as well.

"It's definitely him!"

A cold look flashed across Yang Ji's eyes. At this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind. Yang Ji understood all of them and suddenly understood Yang Xuanlan's plan.

In this last round, which was also the most critical round, although Yang Ji invited Wang Tai to suppress Yang Xuanlan, Yang Xuanlan still took action in the end.

Although he did not play, he used the blood energy sealed in Zhou's group to punch Yang Jibo and Wu Xiucai.

It was Zhou Qun who punched, but it was actually Yang Xuanlan himself!

This punch can only be taken wisely, not by force!

"boom!"

In the flash of lightning, there was no time to think too much. Yang Ji didn't have time to think too much. He stepped heavily on his feet and his whole body shot into the sky like a cannonball.

"childish!"

Yang Xuanlan looked at the ring with just a hint of a smile. In his eyes, Yang Ji's actions were simply childish and ridiculous. He worked hard to select Zhou Qun. If he jumped casually, he could resolve Wu Jiao. He managed everything with all his heart.

Hasn't it become a joke?

In this round, it was Zhou Qun who punched, but it was actually him who made the move!

What is Wuzong?

Not only power, but also speed!

If Wu Zong could evade at any speed, it would be a joke!

"I could have returned to my family and taken care of myself for the rest of my life. It's a pity that you don't understand current affairs!"

Yang Xuanlan remained motionless, but a cold and stern light flashed across his eyes.

He had accurately calculated that such a punch could destroy Yang Ji's entire body's meridians and all Dantian, basically destroying his path to martial arts.

Even if he survives, he is basically a useless person.

As for the final consequences, it was Zhou Qun who made the move anyway, so he will naturally bear the responsibility!

"Whoosh!"

As if responding to Yang Xuanlan's thoughts, with a swish, two black shadows bounced up from the ground and suddenly appeared under Yang Ji's body.

Seeing these two black figures, Yang Xuanlan Huo, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly changed his expression. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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