On the competition field, as the half-year-old beauty from the Paradise Palace announced the start of the competition, Guo Tu sneered. He had already picked up the sword, and held it tightly on the handle of the sword. With a faint spiritual power,
It circulates rapidly in the body, bringing a strong sense of power.
After a slight silence, Guo Tu stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot and rushed straight towards Chu Jun who was very close at hand. At the same time, Guo Tu held a knife in both hands. On the sword, the sharp blade glowed with a cold light.
When he was only half a meter away from Chu Jun, Guo Tu suddenly stopped and drew a tricky arc with his sword, slashing straight into Chu Jun's head: "Senluo chop!"
With a calm expression, he looked at the sword that was striking at him rapidly. At a certain moment, Chu Jun suddenly leaned forward and struck out with a fierce palm!
The sword hit Chu Jun's head unexpectedly, and Chu Jun's palm mark hit his wrist without any warning.
Feeling this unforeseen huge palm force at his wrist, Guo Tu's expression changed, and his sword was knocked down. His body also felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. After taking more than ten steps back with both feet, he finally
He stopped awkwardly.
Looking at this scene from the spectator seats, Chu Fang looked slightly surprised, but Chun Yuyan beside him smiled sweetly, elegantly picked up the purple sand wine glass in front of her, opened her red lips slightly, and took a small sip.
"Master Chu is really secretive..." Chun Yuyan murmured with a charming smile on her lips.
"You...what kind of skill are you doing?" Guo Tu asked with a stern look on his face as he held his aching wrist with his left hand.
Chu Jun glanced at him lightly, and then leisurely moved his palms, "What technique? Do I still need to use the technique to deal with a scum like you with a combat power of only five?"
For actually underestimating himself, Guo Tu's face trembled slightly, he gritted his teeth, mixed with anger, and rushed towards Chu Jun again.
Chu Jun still looked leisurely, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at Guo Tu who was getting closer and closer, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved in a cold arc.
Suddenly, Chu Jun moved!
Guo Tuzai rushed towards Chu Jun quickly, but Chu Jun also suddenly rushed towards him. The two of them were approaching each other at a terrifying speed!
Although he was a little surprised by Chu Jun's sudden hand, when Guo Tu looked at Chu Jun who was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but smile solemnly, and his spiritual power quickly condensed on his fist.
"Shaking Mountain Fist!" With a loud shout, Guo Tu clenched his fist fiercely, and a sharp wind-breaking energy sounded low in the air. He immediately hit Chu Jun on the shoulder. Looking at this posture, if he was hit
I'm afraid Chu Jun's arm will be severely damaged. From the beginning of the fight, Guo Tu has never been soft.
Zhenshan Fist is the only Xuan-level low-level skill that Guo Tu practices. In terms of power, it is more terrifying than his sword skills!
Feeling the sharp energy, Chu Jun slowly exhaled and finally fully unleashed the strength of the sixth level of Lingshi.
As the shout in his heart fell, a violent thrust spurted out from Chu Jun's palm again.
There are no techniques or moves. They just rely on faster speed and stronger power to crush them. Although the fourth level of Lingshi and the sixth level of Lingshi are only two steps away, there is a huge gap. When it comes to speed and strength, there is a huge gap.
At this time, any skills and moves are useless!
"Bang!" The air rippled slightly, and an invisible thrust hit Guo Tu hard, who was shooting towards him. The two opposing forces struck him, and his face immediately turned pale.
"Pfft."
Between the two opposing forces, Chu Jun's palm force took the upper hand in the end. After the moment of stalemate, Guo Tu was directly shaken by the palm force and flew backwards. Finally, he was scratched on the floor for more than ten meters before he slowed down.
He slowly stopped his body, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out miserably.
Looking at Guo Tu who was paralyzed on the ground in the distance, and then glanced at the slightly quiet arena, Chu Jun slowly moved his wrist, put on a disdainful gesture and smiled: "I used to let you, Third Master,
If I don't know you, do you really think you are nothing?"
"Puch!"
Hearing Chu Jun's contemptuous words, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Guo Tu's mouth again.
Looking at Guo Tu who was defeated cleanly and neatly, the audience quickly became commotion after a slight silence, and the shock that had not completely dissipated began to surge in their hearts again.
Almost everyone stared dumbfounded at Guo Tu, who was vomiting blood and fell to the ground. Didn't it mean that Guo Tu was stronger? Didn't Guo Tu often chase Chu Jun? However, now, under Chu Jun, just
After two moves, he was beaten to a pulp. In the first move, the weapon was shot down, and in the second move, everyone was knocked away! This sudden change simply caught everyone off guard.
The most important thing is that they all bought Guo Tu. Isn’t this a lie?
Looking at the quickly defeated Guo Tu from the seats in the spectator stand, Meng Jing's excited face quickly became distorted. He also couldn't believe that Guo Tu would actually lose! Just a month ago, he asked Guo Tu to lose.
Trying to hunt down Mr. Chu!
"How did this bastard become so strong? Damn it, am I having nightmares today?"
Chu Fang on the other side also had an extremely ugly face, and sighed coldly in his heart: "Lao San, Lao San, it seems that not only the eldest brother is a huge threat to my status, but you are also a big threat. At such a young age, you actually have
Such great strength!"
"Second Master, Third Master won, aren't you happy?"
"Ah! Ah?" Chu Fang was startled, turned around and saw Chun Yuyan looking at him with a meaningful smile. Chu Fang immediately hid the shock and vigilance in his heart and changed to a smiling face.
"I'm happy. The third child has such strong strength. Of course I'm the happiest, hehehe..."
After saying that, Chu Fang once again turned his attention to the young man in the arena: "Lao San, I hope you can always be happy in the Paradise Palace and don't let me down, hum..."
…
In the field, looking at Guo Tu who was lying softly on the ground, Chu Jun touched his nose casually. He didn't seem to be overly happy because of this victory. Maybe it was because the victory was too easy.
"If you don't surrender, are you going to let me kill you?"
"Surrender, I surrender!"
Guo Tu was overjoyed. Originally, he thought that Chu Jun would never let him go and begging for mercy would be useless. But now, Chu Jun actually took the initiative to surrender. Guo Tu certainly couldn't ask for his life if he could survive.
"Vote to your mother, come to me. If you don't kill that bastard today, I will definitely kill you later!"
Before Guo Tu's smile could fully relax, Meng Jing's roar could be heard from his seat at the table. Guo Tu's face suddenly turned ashen!
"Master, I really can't beat Mr. Chu, please spare me!" Guo Tu begged with a sad face.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
…
At this moment, the shouts of killing all around finally came to mind. None of these people dared to make a fuss before. On one side was Chu Jun, and on the other was Guo Tu, who represented Meng Jing. Who dared to shout for killing?
But now, Meng Jing actually wants Guo Tu to die, and these people watching the gladiatorial fight can finally vent their anger. All their money was invested in Guo Tu, but this guy actually lost so miserably, he must die!
It has to be said that the shouts of killing all over the place did have a catalytic effect. In the distance, Guo Tu, who had fallen softly to the ground, suddenly bounced up like a crawling cheetah. His originally weak spiritual power suddenly surged at this moment.
, stamped his feet hard on the floor, and rushed towards Chu Jun.
Guo Tu's face looked a little ferocious as his blood-red eyes stared at the approaching Chu Jun.
"You little bastard, go to hell!"
"Chu Jun, be careful!" Chun Yuyan, who was sitting on the seat, was stunned by the sudden change, and then shouted loudly. However, her warning had already been drowned out by the shouts of death all around, and she was afraid that it would not reach Chu Jun's ears at all.
The changes in the field also excited Meng Jing. He hoped that this attack, which was almost a sneak attack, could kill Chu Jun, or at least seriously injure him first.
"Shaking Mountain Fist!"
With a loud shout, Guo Tu completely squeezed out all the spiritual power in his body this time, and wildly threw this terrible punch at Chu Jun. The wind of the punch even carried a strong oppressive wind pressure.
The wind pressure blew up Chu Jun's black hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of cold black eyes.
Faced with Guo Tu's powerful blow, Chu Jun unexpectedly did not retreat. He clenched his right fist and slightly bent his body, like an angry lion ready to attack. For a moment of silence, his body was like an arrow leaving the string.
, rushed out, and the fist that was thrown out was even more powerful!
Looking at Chu Jun who chose to confront Guo Tu head-on in a hurry, Chun Yuyan couldn't help clenching her pink fists and became a little worried.
"It's hard for me to be merciful, but you don't know what to do!"
There was a dull shout in his heart, and Chu Jun's fist violently collided with Guo Tu's in Chun Yuyan's frightened eyes.
"Bang!" Two fists met in mid-air, and there was a slight silence. Guo Tu's face suddenly turned pale, and blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth.
Chu Jun's face was indifferent, his arm shook violently, and his fist was sent forward. A more terrifying force was transmitted. Guo Tu's figure was like a fallen leaf in the strong wind, and was directly smashed down by countless horrified eyes.
Out of the arena.
This time, Guo Tu's arm was smashed directly and he fainted.
If a warrior's most important right arm is broken off, it can be imagined that if he is not a cripple, he is almost there.
Looking at this scene, Chun Yuyan's pupils at the seat shrank suddenly, and she couldn't help but take a long breath of cold air. The man she admired not far away seemed to have become mysterious at this moment.
"Master Chu San wins!"
Everyone had already fainted, and the beautiful woman in charge of the gladiatorial battle in the Paradise Palace finally announced.
As soon as these words came out, almost everyone was crying, and they were not excited at all because of the excitement of the competition, because they lost money, and they completely lost it all!
"Hahahaha, third brother, when did you become so powerful? I will definitely tell dad later so that he can reward you for your breakthrough!" Chu Fang stood up and burst into laughter. That sound was heard in front of many people who were crying in despair.
, is so loud and special.
"Yes, Mr. Chu defeated Guo Tu so easily, I'm afraid he is no longer the fourth level of Lingshi!"
I don’t know who was the first to shout loudly, and then——
"Yes, he must not be Lingshi 4th Dan."
"The fight is against the rules, pay me back! Pay me back!"
As if they saw hope again, countless gamblers howled.