"Hahaha, nothing is impossible! Senior Brother Jing, let me show you my current power!"
On the ring, Fu Nianshan laughed loudly, then he stepped on his feet and took the initiative to attack Senior Brother Jing.
He was very fast, like a cheetah shooting towards him.
Boom boom boom.
There were no unnecessary movements, he just simply punched.
Every punch can make the air explode.
Suppressed, absolutely suppressed, he was unable to fight back against Senior Brother Jing. Every punch he made made Brother Jing's energy and blood surge, causing his mouth to feel numb and his body to keep retreating.
Desperate, the people of Qianlong Peak are completely desperate.
I thought there would be hope and miracles, but now it seems that they are simply overthinking it!
This year's exchange meeting is a complete shame for Qianlongfeng.
Even the number one young man in Qianlong Peak was beaten by others.
Finally, a soft thud came.
Senior Brother Jing was punched in the chest by Fu Nianshan. He vomited blood, flew upside down, and landed heavily on the ground. "Hey, I really can't stand it anymore. It's a shame, it's a complete shame!"
"I didn't expect that after four years, the people at Shenglong Peak would become so powerful."
"Hey, it seems like we are going to be completely defeated this year."
On the ring, Senior Brother Jing stood up, his face was pale, and he shouted that it was impossible.
"No way, I won't fail so easily. Come again, come again!"
Brother Jing launched another attack, but in the ensuing battle, he was completely suppressed by Fu Nianshan. The spear in his hand was unable to break through Fu Nianshan's defense.
On the entire mountainside, only the laughter, cheers and jeers of the disciples of Shenglong Peak could be heard. On the other hand, the disciples of Qianlong Peak were all pale-faced and silent.
"Master, do you really don't want me to come on stage?"
In the stands, Shi Feiyan spoke again.
Even Zihuang seemed very anxious. Unfortunately, his cultivation was the weakest at Qianlong Peak, because he had just transitioned from a warrior to a cultivator.
"Jingyun, do you still want to fight? Haha, stop insisting, haven't you seen our senior brother Fu playing with you?"
"Yes, your fifth shot still can't break through Senior Brother Fu's defense. Stop struggling. The number one person in Qianlong Peak is nothing more than that, haha."
On the ring, Fu Nianshan held his head high and his chest high, full of confidence, like a cat playing with a mouse, playing with Jingyun. It must be said that Jingyun was still quite brave. Although he knew that he could not break Fu Nianshan's defense, he still
He still held the spear and did not give up.
At this moment, Lan Xianghan, who had been silent in the crowd, turned to look at Zhang Yifeng and said, "Are you sure your cultivation has advanced?"
Zhang Yifeng asked, "What's the benefit of lying to you?"
Lan Xianghan chuckled and said: "That's good, I think it's your turn to play, what do you think? Now that Qianlong Peak has been completely defeated, it's time for you to show up and become a blockbuster."
"I think so too."
Zhang Yifeng's voice was calm. Since he had come to Zhengyimen, he was definitely going to compete on stage. Now, the time was right.
Just as the two were talking, a crisp sound came.
On the ring, the spear in Jingyun's hand was knocked off and inserted in the middle of the ring. The spear trembled and made a buzzing sound.
The spear fell, and Senior Brother Jing's body was kicked away by Fu Nianshan, and blood sprayed out like withered petals.
"Unlike you, there is no challenge at all!"
This time, Fu Nianshan did not wait for Jingyun to stand up again. He suddenly pulled out the spear stuck on the ground, and the spear danced, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Senior Brother Jing's throat!
"you lose."
Three plain words, but like a warning bell, kept echoing in Jingyun's mind.
He lost. Although he knew he would lose, he never thought that he would lose to Fu Nianshan.
"No, I didn't lose, I can still move!"
Jingyun looked ferocious and had the urge to go berserk. This failure severely damaged his self-confidence.
Just when Jingyun wanted to continue fighting regardless of his life, Po Lao appeared behind him and knocked him unconscious with a slap.
Po Lao's face was ashen and he had no victory in Qianlong Peak. He was in a very uncomfortable mood and was not willing to accept it. However, a defeat was a defeat.
A gap is a gap.
Subconsciously, Po Lao glanced at Zhang Yifeng in the audience.
Zhang Yifeng is his last hope.
I don’t know how much Zhang Yifeng’s cultivation level has improved after half a year. Can he create a miracle?
Shaking his head, Po Lao said calmly: "In this competition, Shenglong Peak Fu Nian Mountain wins."
"Senior Brother Fu is mighty!"
"I, Shenglong Peak, am indeed the strongest!"
As soon as Po Lao's voice fell, the Shenglong Peak disciples roared loudly. The Qianlong Peak disciples all lowered their heads.
Although they expected this outcome, they still felt very uncomfortable.
The gap between Qianlong Peak and Shenglong Peak is getting wider and wider, that is to say, the gap between Qianlong Peak and the Seven Peaks is getting wider and wider.
This is definitely not a good sign.
"Hey, it's boring, not interesting at all. Life is so lonely as snow!"
In the ring, Fu Nianshan's pretentious voice came. He put his hands behind his back, looking like a lonely master.
"Senior Brother Fu, just be lonely. There is no one left in Qianlong Peak who can fight. They have all been defeated by me, Shenglong Peak."
"Senior brother, you don't need to say this feeling at all, because people in Qianlong Peak can't understand this feeling at all. Hahahaha."
The disciples of Shenglong Peak cooperated and shouted. The atmosphere at the scene was very harmonious.
Of course, harmony is only for the disciples of Shenglong Peak. For the people of Qianlong Peak, these words are simply a naked humiliation.
"Is there anyone else who wants to fight? If not, I will go down."
Fu Nianshan's voice came again, and this sentence was obviously meant for the disciples of Qianlong Peak.
After he finished speaking, no one spoke for a long time.
The disciples of Qianlong Peak all buried their heads and remained silent. Even the strongest person was defeated, what could they do?
"No more? Then let this competition end like this. Uncle Po, haven't you announced the result yet?"
Fu Nianshan looked at Po Lao with a smile on his face. His eyes were high, looking down at all the disciples of Qianlong Peak.
But just as he finished speaking, before Po Lao had time to speak, there was a muffled sound.
A figure fell on the ring like a cannonball.
This man is dressed in white, with Zhengyi embroidered on his left chest and Qingfeng embroidered on his right chest.
It is Zhang Yifeng.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng came on stage, the scene became strangely quiet. No one thought that someone would really dare to challenge Fu Nianshan.
After a brief period of silence, they were shocked. The disciples who were watching discovered that the clothes this boy was wearing were not from Qianlong Peak! In fact, they were not from any of the nine peaks, but from Qingfengyuan.
"This... Qingfengyuan's service, what the hell is this!"
"This kid is a disciple of the outer courtyard?! Ni Ma, a disciple of the outer courtyard, actually dares to challenge the inner courtyard? And he challenges senior brother Fu. Is this world too crazy? Are cockroaches going to dominate the world?"
After a brief shock, he burst into laughter.
"Disciples from the outer courtyard, you'd better step down as soon as possible. We can pretend that nothing happened."
"Yes, go down. If you can beat Senior Brother Fu, I will eat shit live on live broadcast! There must be a limit to how young people can show off."
"I admire your backbone, but aren't you looking for death?"