Chapter 152 Qin Alliance Leader, Emotional Out of Control
"Bang!"
Su Xiaomo poured spiritual power into her fingers and stabbed it hard between Lao Tie's buttocks.
"ah----"
Pain that cannot be described in words rippled through the martial arts arena.
"hiss!"
Many warriors sucked in the cold air, and the indescribable parts were suddenly lifted up, sending chills down their spines and numbness on their scalps.
There are many fatal points in the human body, such as the Baihui point and the temple.
In a world of high martial arts like the Starfall Continent, if you suffer a heavy blow, not to mention dying suddenly on the spot, it will also cause huge harm.
For example, Li Fei just now.
A kick hit Sun Ye's temple. Although he didn't burp on the spot, he was still dizzy and retreated, creating an opportunity for the Iron Bone Shadowless Kick to be used.
The Baihui point and temple are exposed to the outside, and the martial artist can protect them to some extent with his spiritual power.
The indescribable area in the middle of the butt is the most vulnerable point.
It would be extremely painful to be attacked by someone like this, and it would be even more life-threatening if he gathered his powerful spiritual power and stabbed him through!
"ah----"
Lao Tie covered his buttocks and jumped up and down in the martial arts arena, his expression extremely ferocious.
Just from the look on his face, you can tell what kind of pain it is.
"Shameless!"
"Vulgar means!"
Alliance bosses angrily condemned it.
This kind of poking indescribable parts with your fingers is really bad, and anyone who wants to save face will not do it.
Jun Changxiao secretly said: "A group of decent gentlemen."
Although the disciple's methods are at a loss, it is enough to defeat the opponent and win.
What's more, the opportunity was created by himself, and he didn't just resort to ruthless means as soon as he got it.
If you want to blame, blame that kid for not protecting his butt properly and exposing that big flaw.
Judging from this mentality, Su Xiaomo's "chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is covered with wounds" method must have been taught by him.
Lao Tie was still holding his buttocks and jumping around in the martial arts arena, with tears streaming down his face.
You see, it really hurts!
"brush!"
Su Xiaomo rushed over with a lunge, her body rose into the air, and her right foot suddenly swept over.
In terms of cultivation and leg strength, he was much stronger than Li Fei. His opponent was in pain and had no defense at all, so he hit the temple on the left side of his face with great precision.
During the period of retreat, Jun Changxiao must have taught them, otherwise it would be impossible to attack important acupuncture points!
"Bang————"
Lao Tie, who was holding his buttocks, stood up from the ground dizzy and like a cannonball flying out, landing directly dozens of meters outside the martial arts arena.
Iron Bone Sect, win another round!
"..."
The corners of the mouths of the big bosses and warriors from all sides twitched.
Haoqimen's loss in the first game can be described as careless. The second game was suppressed by strength and martial arts. The third game seemed very easy.
In normal competitions, the early stages of the competition are just appetizers, and the later the competition becomes more exciting, why does it feel that the more you fight, the easier it becomes!
Qin Haoran was so angry that his teeth were chattering.
When he thought about it, the Iron Bone Sect could win at most one game. If the disciples used it improperly, they would probably have their heads shaved off.
As a result, we lost all three games, so we lost face!
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Leader Qin, did you deliberately let the water go and send a group of miscellaneous fish to the stage?"
These words seemed to turn into a sharp sword, stabbing Qin Haoran in the heart, making his expression look slightly ferocious.
Damn guy!
It’s only the third game, and as long as you win four games in a row, you will still have to be a lowly servant in the stable like a dog!
Leader Qin no longer cares about shaving his head. As long as he wins the next games and wins, he can still trample on Jun Changxiao's self-esteem.
"Hu Zheng, come on."
"yes."
Ask Hu Zheng's direct disciple to come out.
He is a direct disciple of top-grade spiritual roots, and his strength is at the peak of martial arts!
Qin Haoran did not send any of the ninth-grade martial arts disciples with middle-grade spiritual roots, but he also wanted to win this battle to boost morale.
After thinking about it, Jun Changxiao said: "Sin yourself, go ahead."
"call!"
Xiao Sinji clenched his fists, his exposed muscles suddenly strengthened and became solid, and then he walked towards the central area of the martial arts field.
Wang Donglin frowned and said, "This boy's physical strength is probably much stronger than the first three disciples."
Looking at Xiao Sinji, Ai Shang glanced at his forehead and thought to himself in sudden realization: "No wonder this boy can win the championship of the sect competition, it must be because of taking the body shaping pill!"
…
"Haoqimen, Hu Zheng."
"Iron Bone Sect, Xiao Sinji."
After the two reported their names, the competition began.
The disciple named Hu Zheng unleashed his spiritual power and immediately unleashed his fist skills, which not only caused wind and waves, but also made a hissing sound.
"Haoqi Sect's unique martial arts, mid-level and high-level Wind and Thunder Fist!"
"Middle-grade martial arts, when used by a peak martial artist, the strength will easily exceed 20,000 kilograms!"
"If a disciple of the Iron Bone Sect is hit, the result will be..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before he could finish his words, a storm of fists came.
However, Xiao Sinji stood still, spread out his hands, and took down the shadow of his fist from all angles.
That's called elegance!
Big bosses from all sides were a little dizzy after seeing this.
Hu Zheng, a peak martial artist, displays a mid-level high-level martial arts with an absolute strength of 20,000 kilograms. Even if you block it and bear so much power, you can at least take a few steps back, right?
Backed off!
However, he is a disciple of Haoqi Sect!
Because when the opponent made a move, Xiao Sinji swung his arm and threw him, knocking him back several steps!
This blow is very powerful, and it is definitely over 1.8W pounds.
"brush!"
Xiao Sinji stepped forward, poured spiritual power into his right arm that had been tempered for many times, and then threw it away again.
Hu Zheng, who had just stabilized his body, hurriedly raised his arms to block, but when he heard a loud bang, he was hit again and staggered back.
this……
Everyone was stunned.
How strong is that kid physically? He can use a frontal attack to beat a peak warrior into such a state of disarray!
"Incredible!" Ma Donglin exclaimed.
He had never seen a warrior who could temper the power of his body to such a terrifying level.
Qin Haoran's eyes were about to burst when he saw his disciple being beaten so hard that he could hardly stand still.
This battle is so crucial.
If the disciple is knocked dizzy and loses the game, then the Haoqi Sect will be defeated!
If you lose, you will lose, but there is a bonus.
In front of so many people, as the leader of a faction and the leader of the alliance, what should I do...
Qin Haoran didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't care about his identity. He seemed to have lost his rationality and roared at Hu Zheng: "Stand firm, fight back, fight back!"
"..."
Big bosses from all sides were silent.
They can completely understand that Alliance Leader Qin lost control of his emotions.
After all, if this disciple is defeated again, he will go to the Iron Bone Sect to clean the toilets!
"Sin yourself."
Jun Changxiao folded his hands and said calmly: "Pump me hard!"
Xiao Sinji received the order, poured all his spiritual power into his arms, and suddenly swung them towards Hu Zheng, who had just stood up.
That power and strength can only be described as tough!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Under the violent bombardment of Xiao Sinji's arms, which were like big iron pillars, Hu Zheng was like a boxer at a disadvantage in the boxing ring. He could only bend down and use his arms to protect his head as much as possible.
The boxing ring also has guardrails to prevent backing up.
There was no martial arts arena, so Hu Zheng was beaten until he was dizzy and swollen, and stepped back step by step.
Hu Zheng was so bombarded that he suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his ears gradually became deaf. The leader's almost frantic shouts weakened until they were completely extinguished.
"Plop!"
Finally, he covered his head and collapsed to the ground. The blue sky seemed to be spinning infinitely, and his soul seemed to float out of his body.
"Poof!" Seeing his disciple fall outside the martial arts arena, Qin Haoran covered his chest, a mouthful of blood spattered out, and his expression was extremely ferocious.
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