Chapter 48 vs. Physical Cultivator 1
Duanki is ambitious and vows to show his strength here. It is no wonder that the clan is respected by strength. He is the next patriarch, so he naturally has to subdue people by force first.
"Brother Hao, do you dare to guard the ring!" Duan Muye grinned with a big mouth and a proud face.
"I'm afraid you can't hold on!" Qin Hao's lips were slightly upturned and full of confidence.
"Oh, you are very arrogant. How can this kind of good thing be without me? Count me in!" Li Shaobai held a wine pot and swaying in front of him. He was full of wine and confused.
Duan Muye snorted and said, "Shaobai, I think you'd better go to rest. If we lose the first game, where will you put our face!"
"Wild man, don't worry. Shaobai is not drunk. He's fine!" Qin Hao saw at a glance that this guy was only drunk on the surface, saying, is it so easy for immortals to get drunk?
Let's start!
Qin Hao is too lazy to be in ink. A war is the king's way!
"Qin Hao, come on!" The jade rabbit stood on the back of the big cat and rushed out of nowhere, followed by a group of big and small demons, as if they were the boss of the demons.
Qin Hao smiled and was confident. Although the physical practitioners are very powerful, as an emperor, he has his own pride, failure, hum, impossible!
Qin Hao and the three challenged the crowd, which made everyone excited. Even the patriarchs began to pay attention to the sacrifice of several people. Duan Muye, needless to say, every fight is the first. Although Li Shaobai is a sword, his strength is also extraordinary. As for Qin Hao, the emperor, I'm afraid that few people can beat him.
On the ring, the three stood proudly, Duan Muye was furious, Li Shaobai was unrestrained, and Qin Hao was calm and unfathomable. Although the three of them did not take action, their demeanor made some people grumble in their hearts that they could win if they went up!
The wrestling of the barren mountain has always been a means, and naturally it is better to bring weapons!
"Lin Long comes to challenge you!" A soft shout, a young man in black was as light as an ape, and his body jumped and fell lightly in front of Qin Hao.
Please!
Qin Hao does not move, only one word.
Drink!
Lin Long held a dark long gun and walked vigorously. The long gun trembled, and the gun shadows shrouded Qin Hao.
Break!
Qin Hao shouted loudly, and his fist appeared. He bumped into the shadow of the gun. Lin Long flew directly backwards and landed. The long gun was bent and could not fight any more.
Lin Long admitted defeat unrestrainedly and lowered the ring. He was a strong man with one or two meters tall, with ferocious eyes and muscles like rocks, which was suppressed by Qin Hao like a mountain.
Go!
Qin Hao bullied himself and pressed his hand on the strong man's stomach. Infinite divine power gushed out, and the shocked strong man flew out backwards.
......
Duan Kino and Li Shaobai were also challenged, but most of them won with one move, chic and confident.
More than a dozen people in a row were defeated by Qin Hao. The people below talked about it, and some powerful people finally came out.
"Mo Shaoyang, in the late stage!" A young man with fluffy hair and only a pair of leather trousers came up and stared at Qin Hao, just like staring at a prey.
"It's Shaoyang. This boy is finally willing to take action. He will definitely defeat Qin Hao!" The thoughts of the mountain people are very pure. Although there are many comments, there is no trace of dissatisfaction and anger.
Mo Shaoyang suddenly appeared in front of Qin Hao like a poisonous snake, with his hand stabbing Qin Hao's eyes like a forked sword, and his right leg swept his waist like an iron whip.
"What a ferocious tactics!" Qin Hao is not angry. This teenager has been practicing in the barren mountains all year round. If he doesn't take action, he will kill him.
Not being angry does not mean that Qin Hao did not fight back. He came out with his left and right hands, and Peng Peng collided with each other to resist the attack. Mo Shaoyang saw that he was not hit, quickly retreated and opened the distance.
Interesting, Qin Hao smiled.
Mo Shaoyang had no expression and ran all over his body. After jumping up, he was like a fierce eagle sprinting down 10,000 meters high. The wind roared, his eyes were like swords, and he stabbed his heart, as if he was going to deter Qin Hao with momentum and catch him in one fell swoop.
Qin Hao's fist rolled like a cloud of lightning, containing supreme magic power. With one punch, the wind roared, making Mo Shaoyang turn over and fall to the ground. He simply admit defeat and jump off the ring.
"Pear, these three little guys are very strong, and it is difficult to find enemies below the Yuanang period, or..." The sacrifice was full of smiles.
"It's totally okay, Xiaonan, the little guy named Yuanangqi, if you can't beat it, you can meet Qin Xiaoyou!" Duan Mufeng, the patriarch, touched his chin and smiled. This stinky boy went out for a walk and made great progress in strength. After going to Xianmen to practice for a few years, he could completely inherit the position of patriarch. However, how can he be trapped in this small wilderness? It's better to let him go wandering!
Three streamers, rolling air waves, roaring, meteorites falling from the sky generally fell on the ring, and the wind blew the faces of everyone.
"It is Huan Yuan, a disciple of the three elders, who has entered the Yuan Dynasty for nearly 20 years!"
"The monks of the Yuanang period of the clan are fighting in the barren mountains to exercise themselves. Now the three have opponents!"
Compared with everyone's comments, Qin Hao's face was calm, and the physical practitioners of the Yuan Dynasty were good opponents.
Huan Yuan's long hair and shawl, tall and handsome, standing in the ring, with an unusual breath and unyielding power.
"You are very strong, but you are not my opponent!" Huan Yuan looked at Qin Hao and showed his invincible temperament.
"I didn't know until the war!" Qin Hao quietly ran the runes, not hurting the enemy, but only repairing the body.
Wo!
A jumping wave dragon appeared on the soles of Huan Yuan's feet, stepping on the dragon's head, Huan Yuan's wreath with his hands, and Daoyang's wind shield hit Qin Hao.
"Tianna is a wind monster, and Huan Yuan is in the middle of the wind!" The audience was stunned.
Duan Mufeng and others nodded and praised him. Although this Huan Yuan is a little arrogant, his talent is indeed good, and he will definitely be a master of the barren mountain in the future.
Qin Hao is confident that he can't use this method. Between them, the realm is indeed aware of it, but he wants to defeat him and dream!
Bang bang!
Qin Hao's footprints flew over, and the shield of gang qi was broken in an instant. With the help of the power of rebound, he rose to the sky. His hands quickly only saw the shadow. The fierce wind formed in the palm of his hand, and finally became a violent hurricane and crushed it down.
Break!
Huan Yuan disdained and snorted coldly. This method also dared to show off in front of him. The wind became a huge sword and cut it angrily, and the hurricane was scattered.
Kill!
Although the hurricane was broken, Qin Hao was even more fierce. His fists were like lightning, and he collided with the fists formed by Huan Yuan's wind.
peng peng peng......
The fists to the meat, and even the sound of crisp bone cracking came.
The audience is frightened. This is wrestling, this is desperate!
Huan Yuan was also very surprised. His fist was protected by the wind, and his bones were still sore. If it went on like this, he didn't know if he could stick to it, but the little boy in front of him was more fierce than one punch, and Huan Yuan doubted whether his fist was fleshy.
Qin Hao roared for a long time and fought so excitingly for a long time. Although the suppression of the monument was powerful, it was not so exciting.
After hitting hundreds of punches in a row, Huan Yuan felt that his fist had lost consciousness, soared his foot and pulled off his fists. Qin Hao grinned, kicked out his right leg continuously, and continued to bump into each other, and his hands spread out various palms and fingering methods, flowing smoothly, making it difficult for Huan Yuan to cope with.
Huan Yuan thought that if he continued to fight so hard, he was willing to defeat. The only way was to defeat the enemy quickly. Thinking of this, Huan Yuan proposed 91 feet and quickly retreated.
"The time for the decisive battle has come!" Everyone held their breath, and such a fierce confrontation was rare in the barren mountains.
"I practiced "Underworld Power. You have to be careful!" Huan Yuanming was reminded, but in fact, in order to increase Qin Hao's pressure.
Qin Hao carried his hands on his back and said, "Just come!"
The wind under Huan Yuan's feet dispersed and rolled like a huge wave. Finally, it rolled bigger and bigger, and Huan Yuan disappeared, leaving only a huge black wave roaring at Qin Hao.
"Interesting!" Qin Hao carried his hands on his back and was unmoved.
Someone explained: "Mingbojin is also a very precious physical practice in our family. The power of softness and the power of rage are integrated. Have you seen that when Qin Hao is submerged by the huge waves, the battle has just begun!"
The huge wave is like a knife, sharp and fierce. Qin Hao can only run his palm to form a wind to protect himself, which also shows that Qin Hao barely touched the threshold of the Yuanang period.
Boom!
Qin Hao was completely submerged by the huge waves, and the huge waves in all directions hit violently. Qin Hao, who shook forward and behind, stood unsteadily.
But Huanyuan has never appeared. He controls this huge wave and can launch a fatal blow at any time.
The violent vibration sound came from the other two ring.
When everyone looked back, the four people in the ring vomited blood, retreated repeatedly, and fought for both defeats.
But then everyone was shocked by the strength of Duan Muye and Li Shaobai. The two physical practitioners on the stage have been in the Yuanang period for more than ten years. They have rich combat experience and profound cultivation, which can make these two people spit blood. According to their age, they are already talented as geniuses.
Just when everyone was surprised, Huan Yuan moved!
Move with the waves. In the hidden waves, people are waves, and waves are people. This is the unique cultivation method of physical practitioners.
Search!
A fork sword with the color of a huge wave, silently stabbed out of the surging huge waves and went straight to Qin Hao's throat.
This sword is very accurate and fast. Huan Yuan is very confident. His sword can even finish the demon cultivation in the later stage of the elixir, and he can't defeat the little boy in front of him.
In fact, Qin Hao moved, and his right hand was like a huge hammer, crawling on the back of the sword.
Huan Yuan only felt that he couldn't hold his arm. He was surprised how this boy had such magic power.
The next scene completely stunned Huan Yuan!
Qin Hao stretched out his hand and roared in the palm of his hand, forming two huge claws. He grabbed the black wave and roared up to the sky. The mysterious breath flowed. The huge wave could not roll over, and then it was torn open and dissipated everywhere, and the ring was still the same.
"What...what's going on?"
Huan was puzzled, and everyone under the stage was also confused. Why did this boy tear the huge wave away?
Lin Xiaonan came to power and announced that Huan Yuan lost and Qin Xiaoyou won.
Seeing that Huan Yuan wanted to argue, Lin Xiaonan raised his hand and explained, "From the beginning, Qin Xiaoyou has locked your position. Huan Yuan, you have not lost in tactics or battle. You only lost to the soul, which is also a common problem of physical practitioners!"
Huan Yuan nodded and walked off the ring.
"Uncle Lin, you don't want to fight with me, do you?" Qin Hao's words followed, but the belligerent blood boiled up.
"I have to obey what the patriarch ordered!" Lin Xiaonan is also looking forward to it. Qin Hao is an emperor, and his real strength has not been shown yet!