Chapter 152: The Leader of the Qin Alliance, His Emotions Are Out of Control

"Bang!"

Su Xiaomo poured his spiritual power into his fingers, and stabbed it in the middle of Lao Tie's buttocks.

"what----"

The pain that cannot be described in words ripples through the martial arts field.

"hiss!"

Many warriors sucked in cold air, and the parts that could not be described were suddenly mentioned, the spine was cold, and the scalp was numb.

There are many fatal points in the human body, such as Baihui acupoints, such as temples.

In a world of high martial arts such as Starfall Continent, if it is hit hard, not to mention sudden death on the spot, it will also cause huge damage.

For example, Li Fei just now.

A foot slammed on Sun Ye's temple, although he didn't burp on the spot, he was also dizzy and dizzy, creating an opportunity for the iron-boned and shadowless foot.

Baihui acupoint and temple are exposed to the outside, and martial disciples have some spiritual power to protect them.

The indescribable area in the middle of the buttocks is the most vulnerable point.

It is absolutely very painful to be raided, and if you condense violent spiritual power and stab it, it will be even more unlovable!

"what----"

Lao Tie covered his butt, jumping and jumping in the martial arts arena, his face extremely ferocious.

Just from the look on his face, he can understand what kind of pain it is.

"Shameless!"

"Rude means!"

The leaders of the alliance were angrily condemned.

This kind of finger stab in an indescribable part is really inferior, but anyone in the arena who wants to face the face will not use it.

Jun Chang smiled secretly and said, "A group of upright gentlemen."

Although the disciple's means are at a disadvantage, it is enough to defeat the opponent to win.

What's more, the opportunity was also created by him himself, and he didn't use inferior means as soon as he came up.

Blame the kid for not protecting his butt well, revealing that big flaw.

Judging from this mentality, Su Xiaomo's method of 'the chrysanthemum is broken and the ground is wounded' must have been taught by him.

Lao Tie was still jumping around in the martial arts field with his butt covered, tears streaming down his face.

You see, it really hurts!

"brush!"

Su Xiaomo charged forward with a single stride, his body rose into the air, and his right foot suddenly swept over.

In terms of cultivation and leg strength, his strength is much stronger than Li Fei's, and the opponent is in pain and has no defense at all, so he bombarded the temple on the left face with great precision.

During the period of retreat and cultivation, Jun Changxiao must have taught them, otherwise it is impossible to shoot at important acupuncture points!

"Boom——"

Lao Tie, who was clutching his butt, was dizzy and dizzy, like a cannonball flying out, landing directly dozens of meters outside the martial arts field.

Iron Bone Pie, win another round!

"..."

The corners of the mouths of the bigwigs and warriors twitched.

Haoqimen lost in the first game, which can also be described as loose.

In normal competition, the early stage battles are all appetizers, and the more exciting it is, the more exciting it feels, the easier it feels to fight!

Qin Haoran was so angry that his teeth were chattering.

In his mind, the Iron Bone Pie can win at most one game, and if the disciple uses it improperly, it is likely to be shaved.

As a result, all three games were lost, so no face!

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Qin alliance leader, did you deliberately release water and send a group of trash to the field?"

These words seemed to be turned into a sharp sword, stabbed at Qin Haoran's heart, making him look slightly hideous.

Damn guy!

It's only the third game, and as long as you win four games in a row, you still have to be a lowly servant in the stable like a dog!

The leader of the Qin alliance no longer cares about shaving his head. As long as he wins the following games, as long as he wins, he can trample Jun Changxiao's self-esteem.

"Hu Zheng, come on stage."

"Yes."

Call Hu Zheng's direct disciple to come out.

He is a direct disciple of the top-grade Linggen, and his strength is a peak martial artist!

Qin Haoran did not send the ninth-grade martial disciples of the middle-grade Linggen,

It is also necessary to win this game to boost morale.

After thinking about it, Jun Changxiao said, "Sin of yourself, go."

"call!"

Xiao Xunji clenched his fists tightly, and the exposed muscles suddenly strengthened and became solid, and then walked towards the central area of ​​the martial arts field.

Wang Donglin frowned and said, "This son's physical strength is probably much stronger than the first three disciples."

Looking at Xiao Xunji, Ai Shang slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized secretly: "No wonder this son can win the martial arts competition championship, it must be because of taking the body-shaping pill!"

...

"Haoqimen, Hu Zheng."

"Ironbone faction, Xiao Xunji."

After the two reported their names, the fight began.

The disciple named Hu Zheng fully unleashed his spiritual power, and immediately displayed his boxing technique, which not only stirred up the wind and waves, but also heard a hissing sound.

"Haoqimen's unique martial arts, mid-grade high-level wind and thunder fist!"

"Mid-grade martial arts, under the display of peak martial apprentices, the strength must easily break through to 20,000 jins of power!"

"If the Iron Bone Sect disciple is hit, the result will be..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, a stormy fist had already slammed.

However, Xiao Xunji stood still, spread out his hands, and took all the fists and shadows from all angles.

That's called an elegant!

The big guys from all sides looked a little dizzy.

Hu Zheng, a peak martial artist, displayed a mid-grade high-level martial arts, with an absolute strength of 20,000 kilograms. Even if you block it and endure so much power, why not take a few steps back?

Back off!

However, it is a disciple of Haoqimen!

Because when the opponent made a move, Xiao Xunji raised his arm and swung it over, directly knocking him back several steps!

This blow is very powerful, and it is definitely more than 1.8W catties.

"brush!"

Xiao Xunji stepped up, poured his spiritual power into his tempered right arm, and then threw it again.

Hu Zheng, who had just stabilized his body, hurriedly raised his arms to block, but when he heard a loud 'bang', he was staggered back again.

This……

The crowd was stunned.

How strong is the physical body of that kid, he can use a frontal attack to beat the peak martial artist so embarrassed!

"Unbelievable!" Ma Donglin exclaimed.

He had never seen that a martial disciple could temper the power of the flesh to such a terrifying level.

Qin Haoran's eyes were splitting when he saw that his disciple was almost unsteady.

This battle is too crucial.

If the disciple loses the game due to the beating, then Haoqimen is equal to defeat!

If you lose, you will lose, but there is a lot of luck.

In front of so many people, as the leader of the faction, as the leader of the alliance, you should...

Qin Haoran didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't care about his identity. He seemed irrational, and roared at Hu Zheng: "Stand up, fight back, fight back!"

"..."

All parties were silent.

They can fully understand that the Qin alliance leader is out of control.

After all, if this disciple loses again, he will go to the Iron Bone Sect to clean the latrine!

"Self."

Jun Changxiao clasped his hands, and said lightly, "Hit this seat hard!"

Xiao Xunji got the order, poured all the spiritual power into his arms, suddenly swung up, and slammed towards Hu Zheng, who had just stood firm.

That strength, that strength can only be described as sturdy!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Under the violent bombardment of Xiao Sinji's arm like a big iron pillar, Hu Zheng was like a boxer who was at a disadvantage in the boxing ring, and he could only bend over and protect his head with his arms as much as possible.

There are also guardrails in the ring to stop backsliding.

There was no martial arts field, so Hu Zheng was dizzy from being beaten and retreated step by step.

Qin Haoran roared angrily: "Dodge, fight back..."

Hu Zheng was slammed into the dark, his ears gradually became deaf, and the maddened shouts of the headmaster weakened until they were completely wiped out.

"Pfft!"

In the end, he covered his head and fell to the ground with a bang. The blue sky seemed to be spinning infinitely, and his soul seemed to float out of his body.

"Pfft!" Seeing the disciple collapsed outside the martial arts arena, Qin Haoran clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely hideous.