Chapter 107 Against the Fifth-order Warrior 2

The third update, don't say anything, ask for everything~~

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man jumped into the ring. Qiao Yun took a breath and said, "It's so fast that I'm afraid it can compare with the black mandarin~~."

The speed of the black wonton is twice as fast as Qiao Yun. When he saw the speed of a middle-aged man, Qiao Yun felt deeply shocked.

Except for Bralin sitting on a sandalwood chair, everyone sat on a stone bench. Qiao Yun turned his head slightly and looked at the position where the middle-aged man was sitting. A sunken palm print appeared on the stone bench, surrounded by small cracks like spider webs.

Qiao Yun was looking at the ground at the stone bench, with a half a foot deep sunken footprint.

"Clap~~Clap~~." When Qiao Yun's hand was still a foot away from the stone bench where the middle-aged man was sitting, the stone bench made a small sound and suddenly turned into a pile of powder.

The lethality of the martial arts performed by the martial artist can only be described by the word pervert. Qiao Yun was also shocked. He knew very well that when the middle-aged man used the dark martial arts skills just now, the interior of the stone bench had been shaken to be shattered. To put, the outside looked 'in intact'. In fact, the interior had been shaken into powder. Broken, this killing skill is to kill silently.

General people will not choose to practice martial arts. After all, it is too difficult, so there are far fewer martial arts practitioners than fighters, and martial arts are even more pitifully few.

In less than a column of incense, the middle-aged man knocked down the man who practiced earthen skills.

Then two people went to the ring to compete with the middle-aged man, but in the end they were seriously injured and lost.

The head of the middle-aged man suddenly became the object of discussion. Qiao Yun and the middle-aged man, who wins or wins, both of which have become the hottest topics. The fourth-order defeated the sixth-order strongman, and the fifth-order warrior is defeating three masters with fifth-order strength. Who is still the last ring between the two? Champion.

Not only the followers of the game, but also Bralin, Bramu and even Yadi are concerned. Qiao Yun and the middle-aged men are the champion of the ring.

Looking at Qiao Yun, who was sitting in the seat with a calm face, Bralin frowned and said, "What the hell is this guy doing? Is Qiao Yun really afraid? Don't you dare to go up against the fifth-level warrior?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on his handsome face, and Bramu sneered; "How great do I think it is? Damn, when I met a powerful warrior sitting there in fear, pretending to be a master~~"

Just as everyone was talking, suddenly, a dull and dull explosion sounded like a meteor to the ring.

A gratified smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face and laughed; "That's good~~, your speed can be half as fast as mine..."

The blow of the middle-aged man did not make Qiao Yun angry, because what he said was that his speed was indeed only half that of a middle-aged man.

"Are you Qiao Yun? I heard that you have even defeated the sixth-level strongman? Many people are a little unbelievable about the fact that Qiao Yun defeated the sixth-level strongman, and middle-aged men also ask this question.

Only a few people know the truth about defeating the sixth-level strong, but for many reasons, people who know the truth have not said it.

"It's just a fluke~~." Now Qiao Yun's defense will also offend the public's anger, thinking that he is very hypocritical. It's better to admit it bravely.

"My name is Tang Lin, a student of Wufeng College~~." Tang Lin also did not put on the air of a boss.

"Uh~~, martial arts college? Isn't it in the Kingdom of Gama? Why did you come to the Kingdom of New Orchid? Qiao Yun said in astonishment.

"This~~, it's not easy to explain now. I'll talk about it later~~." Tang Lin looked down and shouted coldly, "Qiao Yun, I'm offended."

"It's not good..." The shadow was piled up and did not react. His fist hit Qiao Yun's back and spit out freshly. One palm suddenly slapped on the ground, and his body soared into the air without falling to the ground.

The blood in the body kept surging, and the five internal organs were violently shaken. The severe pain was like countless knives stabbed the five internal organs. If it hadn't been for the defensive armor, the five internal organs in the body would have been broken. In the face of this kind of dark martial arts, Qiao Yun did not know how to defend.

"Oh, I only got a little injured~~" Tang Lin muttered in surprise, and immediately, there was a muffled sound, bursting into the sky like a streamer, one meter away from Qiao Yun, and one of his claws quickly clasped his fist.

The figure fell rapidly in mid-air, and Qiao Yun also took advantage of the situation to pursue. The strength of his fist was twice as strong as before, and the sound exploded and his feet stepped on the void.

"Boom~~." From his wrist to the ground, Tang Lin's face floated with a sneer and said with a smile, "Yes, you have to be a strong enemy..."

Qiao Yun's heart was sore that he didn't expect to be regarded as a strong enemy by Tang Lin, but he regarded him as a terrible enemy.

The arm that grabbed the fist turned violently. Qiao Yun turned 360 degrees in the air with himself as the center point. His body was just fixed, and his left foot went straight to Tang Lin's chest.

The soles of the feet and palms touched each other, and there was severe pain from the left foot. Qiao Yun could faintly feel that the bones of his left foot seemed to break, but Tang Lin was relaxed.

"Bum." With a fierce kick in the palm of his hand, Qiao Yun flew out and landed on the ground. Because of the breeze, Qiao Yun's left foot could not be seen trembling.

Before Qiao Yun came to his senses, Tang Lin launched a second fierce attack.

Qiao Yun raised the speed to the limit, and Tang Lin's speed was already half faster than Qiao Yun's.

The two were too fast, and the people watching the battle were dazzled and could not see the specific positions of the two figures clearly.

For Tang Lin's martial arts dark force, Qiao Yun did not dare to confront him head-on, so he had to constantly dodge, while Tang Lin took advantage of the situation to pursue and move to death.

In desperation, Qiao Yun had no choice but to fight against Tang Lin.

"Oh, martial arts and martial arts~~~." Tang Lin gave a stunned sound.

"Bunton Fist."

"Bomb."

The figure retreated rapidly, and two people took a step back and two sunken footprints on the ground.

"What a domineering skill." The two trembling palms quickly shrank into the sleeve robe, and Tang Lin sighed.

Looking at the attacking Tang Lin, Qiao Yun was naturally a little cold. He took out the dragon sword and shouted in a low voice; "The flames cracked~~"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The hot fire wave flooded the bodies of Tang Lin and Qiao Yun. After the fire wave dissipated, both of them fell to the ground and remained motionless.