At this time, the man in green robe said: "I'm Liang Bingren, please give me some advice."
"Why did you choose me?" Liang Shaochong asked curiously.
Liang Bingren, a man in green robe, said excitedly: "Among that group of people, you are the youngest and the weakest. And I also watched your previous game. Your cultivation level is very average. You just stepped on it."
Only shitty luck wins."
Liang Shaochong couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be left with such an impression in the last competition. He said lightly: "Really? If you think so, I'm afraid you will be unlucky."
It's no wonder that "Prophet Finger" is a restrained pulse skill, which contains a kind of fighting principle. It uses the simplest moves to attack the enemy's weaknesses, without the dazzling brilliance and majestic aura at all.
"It's you who are unlucky."
Liang Bingren was furious, his body flashed, disappeared suddenly, and suddenly appeared behind Liang Shaochong. He struck out with a palm, and the force distorted the air, making the air crackle.
However, the moment he blasted out, Liang Shaochong pointed his left hand and his "prophet finger" towards his palm, like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark sky, completely breaking away all the energy.
"You are no match for me, go down. I don't want to hurt anyone." Liang Shao said calmly.
Liang Bingren was surprised at first, and then roared: "Impossible! How could you break my palm strength? You must be lucky." Then all the strength in his body burst out, and his front legs were slightly bent, making a horse-bowing posture.
, arms clasped together, standing palms together, the energy ripped through the air and rolled violently, like a violent wave breaking through the shore, swirling and rushing towards Mr. Liang.
Liang Bingren was extremely angry and launched his attack. The force was strong enough to flatten a mud hill, and the Uzumaki attack was even more terrifying, capable of breaking a large tree into pieces.
"It's so ungrateful!"
Liang Shaochong was also angry and did not dodge. He punched out with his left fist. Suddenly, the front of his fist condensed into a black shadow of a giant ape covered with black scales. Its powerful limbs were filled with blood, violence, cruelty, and murder.
"Boom!"
The giant ape's black fist was as powerful as a bamboo. After breaking up the opponent's palm, it unleashed a breathtaking force and hit Liang Bingren's chest.
Liang Bingren's sternum made a crackling sound, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was thrown high into the air and fell out of the ring. His face turned pale. He tried to stand up, but with a plop, he fell to the ground and could not stand up again.
This palm obviously hurt him badly.
After defeating Liang Bingren, Liang Shaochong just stepped off the ring when he saw an arrogant young man walking directly towards him from the crowd on the right side of the platform. His eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at him fiercely, and shouted: "Boy, wait a minute.
You are good-looking."
This person is none other than Mo Chengtao, a disciple of the Xuanzi Sect who once made trouble during registration.
Liang Shaochong had always suspected this person and once sent someone to intercept him on the way.
Because the man in gray who intercepted and killed him could use the "Jade Demonic Flame Palm", Liang Shaochong once suspected that this man was also a spy of the Yamo Cult.
Liang Shaochong smiled faintly and said, "Really? I'm waiting for you. If you come to me, you won't even be able to get into the top 100."
"We'll see!" Mo Chengtao shouted coldly.
After the war drums sounded for a while, Chen Bofu shouted from the high platform: "The first round of challenge competition is over. Now, please draw the players with numbers 111 to 120 and choose their opponents in order from the left. There is one thing I want to clarify.
As for the top 100 players, regardless of whether you participated in the challenge in the previous round, you must accept the challenge from the players who did not win the top 100. But for the sake of fairness, if you participated in the previous round of challenge,
At least half an hour's rest."
In the second round of selection, Liang Shaochong was selected again...
The opponent who challenged him at this time was none other than Mo Chengtao.
Mo Chengtao sneered: "Boy, in order to let you die in peace, I will wait for you for half an hour."
"For you, there is no need to rest at all! I can kill you with just one move of 'Qiankun Shaking Mountain Kick'." Liang Shaochong said with a faint smile.
"The Qiankun Shaking Mountain Kick" is an extremely common move, and it is a first-rate mortal level pulse skill.
Upon hearing that Liang Shaochong spoke so frivolously, Mo Chengtao's face became ferocious with anger, veins in his temples throbbed, and the light in his eyes was extremely ferocious. He shouted in a gloomy and bloodthirsty tone: "Boy, if you want to die, I will help you.
I wanted to keep your body intact, but now I want to dig out your flesh bit by bit and feed it to the dogs." It turned into a black shadow and swept over the ring.
"Liang Shaochong, you have participated in the first round of the competition and you can rest for half an hour." Seeing that Liang Shaochong wanted to rush into the ring again, Chen Bofu immediately stopped him.
Liang Shaochong said calmly: "Thank you, Senior Chen, for your concern. With his three-legged cat skills, I don't need to rest." With a flash of his body, he also flew to the ring, facing Mo Chengtao.
Mo Chengtao shouted: "Boy, do I want to sacrifice your head to my junior brother Gao?"
Liang Shaochong's heart moved, and he immediately thought of the man in gray and said, "So, the person who intercepted and killed me on the road last time was the person you sent."
"Yes, it's a pity that this kid like you is allowed to live a few more days." Mo Chengtao shouted coldly.
"So, you are also a spy of the Yamo Cult." Liang Shaochong said with a smile.
Mo Chengtao was shocked, and his murderous intent became more intense: "How do you know?"
Liang Shaochong smiled lightly again and said: "There is no airtight wall in the world."
Mo Chengtao's eyes glowed red, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. His teeth were almost crushed: "You die." A powerful aura like a mountain or a sea immediately appeared on his body, and he kicked
He rushed forward.
"Okay, I'll give you three moves!" Liang Shao rushed back and said with another faint smile.
When he saw Liang Shaochong's faint smile, Mo Chengtao almost exploded with anger. His heart burned with anger, as ferocious as an evil spirit. The majestic pulse power rotated around his body, driving the airflow and forming an invisible long river.
Galloping and roaring, with great power, he punched out with a roar, the dark wind roared, and the fist actually formed a python the size of a water tank, and bit him.
"The first move! Haha, it's useless. You'd better use the 'Jade Demonic Flame Palm'!"
Liang Shaochong laughed loudly and performed "Shadow Butterfly Flying Willow Step". The air behind him surged, condensing a pair of colorful butterfly wings. His body was like a butterfly, elegant and unrestrained, and his clothes fluttered from the opponent's fist.
Slip out.
call!
Mo Chengtao roared loudly, raised his hands to his chest, turned his palms slightly outwards, spread his feet slightly, and stumbled slightly. In an instant, his palms turned purple-red, as if there was a faint layer of purple energy.
It lingers between the palms and fingers, condensing into the phantom of a giant tiger.
The giant tiger roared, and the sound was like rolling thunder, exploding in Liang Shaochong's ears, mixed with a powerful mountain wave and sweeping over.
"Little trick!" Liang Shaochong snorted coldly, took a sudden step, and pointed his "prophet finger" at the forehead of the giant tiger phantom.
In an instant, the surging waves disappeared without a trace.
"Second move! You'd better use the 'Jade Demonic Flame Palm' quickly. Only it can hurt me." Liang Shaochong laughed again and said.
"What? This move didn't work either!"
Mo Chengtao's eyes were bloodshot, and his anger was burning in his chest. His savings continued to expand, and he almost fell into madness.
Mo Chengtao is a rare genius in the Xuanzi Sect. He has a low-level Huangpin Pulse Sense. He has always been praised by the elders in the sect and is considered the number one master below the Pulse Master.
In fact, Liang Shaochong really wanted to kill Mo Chengtao so that he could obtain the forty-level Tianjing achievement reward. However, if he killed Mo Chengtao like this, he would definitely make the Xuanzi Sect dissatisfied. He could only force the other party to reveal his identity first.
Only if you are a spy of the Yamo Cult.
In this way, if Mo Chengtao is killed again, the Xuanzi Sect will have nothing to say.