Chapter 15 Uni-sided beating

The news that Zhao Ruochen was going to compete with Huaihua spread quickly, and those five-vein disciples who had been waiting for the result outside were immediately excited. Similar to this kind of internal disciples of the sect, it has rarely happened before.

However, these disciples began to worry about Zhao Ruochen. Huaihua in Xuanqing Road is a talented teenager as famous as Gu Qingfeng, second only to the leader's disciple Xuan Qixue. Although Zhao Ruochen has also reached the level of Qi practice, far more than the ordinary disciples in the school, but compared with Huaihua, the gap is not a star and a little bit. Twenty days ago, Zhao Ruochen's strength was just a layer of Qi practice. Even if his strength soared in these 20 days, I'm afraid it is just three layers of Qi practice. I want to Defeating Huaihua with this strength is tantamount to a fool's dream. Although Zhao Ruochen is fighting in the tide of beasts, everyone's idea is the same as Huaihua. They all think that Zhao Ruochen is the reason for relying on the spiritual sword Liesheng.

The news of the ring came out, and the crowd quickly gathered above Qingsongfeng Square. Soon, a simple ring was built. And the head of each vein comes out slowly.

"Ruochen, are you sure?" Guiyuan Shangren is quite worried at this moment. Although Zhao Ruochen already has five levels of strength to practice Qi, Huaihua has six levels of Qi practice.

Zhao Ruochen gave a relaxed smile to the master of Guiyuan and said, "Master, I won't be beaten if I have nothing to do. Don't worry."

Guiyuan Shangren nodded slightly and stopped talking. Huaihua, who was standing not far away, sneered in his heart: Be beaten? This time, it's not as easy as being beaten.

Thinking like this in his heart, Huaihua suddenly took a slow step forward and said loudly to the people around him, "Guys, today's competition is a competition, so it is necessary to win or lose. Therefore, I think that no matter what the contestant on one side doesn't say the word "recognizing defeat", no matter what it is, no one else can intervene."

Hearing this, the people around him immediately began to talk about it. One of the disciples couldn't help asking, "What if one party is beaten so much that he can't even say the word abstaining?"

"Haha, then you can only be killed by your opponent." Huaihua said with a smile. The reason why Huaihua said so is that he has enough self-confidence. When he comes to the ring, he will let Zhao Ruochen say that he will have no chance to admit defeat.

However, at this time, the head Shengyuan Zhenren frowned slightly and slowly came forward: "Huaihua, the competition is between the two sides. You can't decide this rule alone. At least ask Zhao Ruochen's opinion."

Hearing this, Huaihua couldn't help but frown slightly. While he was meditating on how to convince Zhao Ruochen, he heard Zhao Ruochen suddenly laugh and said to Huaihua, "Since you insist on doing this, I will look like a small child if I don't accompany you." As he spoke, Zhao Ruochen rolled in the air and landed on the ring.

Huaihua looked at Zhao Ruochen's back and frowned slightly, but there was a fierce look in his eyes. But he saw that Huaihua also turned around and fell on the ring.

The ring is nine feet long and nine feet wide, and Huaihua and Zhao Ruochen stand separately on both sides of the ring.

At this moment, the disciples of various veins who came around when they heard the news were already tsunamis, but everyone was worried about Zhao Ruochen.

Even if Lin Piauer is shrewd, she is a little worried about Zhao Ruochen's decision at this moment. After all, Huaihua's strength is there, and it is not easy to teach him a lesson.

At this moment, many disciples secretly bet. Of course, most of them are winning. Only a few people think that Zhao Ruochen is likely to be colder than Huaihua.

The disciples of Baisuifeng are excited at this moment. In their opinion, Brother Huaihua can play with people like Zhao Ruochen by moving his fingers. Victory is inevitable. What they want is not only victory, but also to see how Zhao Ruochen was **.

People around are talking about it. Obviously, most people are not optimistic about Zhao Ruochen.

Huaihua stood on the ring and looked around, but finally his eyes fell on Zhao Ruochen's calm face. He couldn't help smiling: "Zhao Ruochen, it seems that they are not optimistic about you..."

Zhao Ruochen curled his lips and said, "They can't help you fight in the ring. If you don't like it, you can't decide the outcome of the game."

"You..." Huaihua was stagnant by Zhao Ruochen's words, and immediately sneered, "Zhao Ruochen, don't worry, I'll fight you so that you won't have a chance to say the word "conceding defeat."

"Don't worry, if I can't beat you, I will definitely admit defeat before you hit me."

"I'm afraid you don't have time to say it..."

Just as the two of them were saying a word on the ring, Shengyuan Zhenren suddenly flew up and suspended above their heads.

"Today's competition is related to the quota of Jiuzhou Huiwu. Let me be the referee."

"Thank you, Master..." Zhao Ruochen arched his hand slightly.

Huaihua on one side stared at Zhao Ruochen fiercely and also arched his hand at the leader.

"Well, both of you are ready. Let's start the game..." As he spoke, Sheng Yuanzhen's figure suddenly rose, not blocking the sight of the people around him.

"Zhao Ruochen, die..." Huaihua looked at Zhao Ruochen in the distance and suddenly smiled cruelly. Immediately, he heard a strong wind roaring and flashing, and Huaihua's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"It's a divine step of Baisuifeng." Many people below exclaimed.

"Alas, Zhao Ruochen is over. This divine virtual step is the Taoist skill of the second-level immortals..."

Looking at Zhao Ruochen's figure standing still, everyone made a judgment at this moment.

Ye Xiyuan and Lin Piaier clenched their lips, and their eyes stared nervously at Zhao Ruochen, who was still standing still.

At this moment, few people can see the exact direction of Huaihua. Therefore, everyone's eyes are on Zhao Ruochen, quietly waiting for Huaihua to suddenly appear beside Zhao Ruochen.

At this time, Zhao Ruochen slowly closed his eyes.

"Xiaoyu..."

"He's on your left..." Xiaoyu in Jiulongding suddenly said.

Zhao Ruochen picked up the corners of his mouth, and the nine sections of Shenxing under his feet suddenly opened. Taking a step, he was already moving three feet across.

Boom...

A fist shadow suddenly flew past the place where Zhao Ruochen had just been, bringing an exclamation from the people around him, and Zhao Ruochen could avoid the fatal blow of Huaihua in the unbelievable eyes of everyone. Some vicious people have already seen that Zhao Ruochen's dodge was extremely calm, and obviously he had already judged the direction of Huaihua's attack.

"I think you can flash a few times..." Huaihua roared, and his body disappeared in place again.

There was a faint smile on Zhao Ruochen's face: "Your speed is too slow..." When the words fell, he saw Zhao Ruochen take another step. Suddenly, Huaihua's boxing wind suddenly passed in front of Zhao Ruochen, but he didn't hit anything. That turned out to be Zhao Ruochen's shadow.

The surroundings were also exclaimed by Zhao Ruochen's terrible speed.

Just when Huaihua was stunned, a big hand gently patted Huaihua on the shoulder: "Brother Huaihua, what are you doing?"

Wh...

Huaihua suddenly turned around and saw that Zhao Ruochen had appeared behind him at some point. This situation suddenly made Huaihua sweat coldly. He hurriedly withdrew a few steps back and looked at Zhao Ruochen with an unbelievable face: "How can it be?"

The people around him are also looking at Zhao Ruochen in horror at this moment. Zhao Ruochen has not taken action yet, but this speed is obviously one level faster than Huaihua.

At this time, those around him who are pessimistic about Zhao Ruochen are also no longer talking. Relying only on this speed, Zhao Ruochen can be invincible. It is hard to say who wins and who will lose in this fight. It was not until this time that the people around him suddenly understood that no wonder Zhao Ruochen dared to take this game. It turned out that he had some strength.

Zhao Ruochen looked at Huaihua, who was a little frightened, smiled, and immediately said, "You're done. It's my turn..."

"Wait..." Before Huaihua's voice fell, he only felt a strong wind suddenly bombard his abdomen.

Huaihua's face suddenly changed with fear and hurriedly dodged to the left. However, just as he made this move, a huge fist was already aimed at Huaihua's cheek.

Just as he took action, Zhao Ruochen relied on Jiulongding's Zuo Xuan radar to block the real route of the attack and simulated the illusion of attacking Huaihua's abdomen.

At this time, Huaihua had no ability to dodge any more, but when he heard a bang, the blood splashed on the ring. Huaihua's face was hit hard by Zhao Ruochen, and his body flew directly backwards.

When the people around saw such a picture, they couldn't help grinning and turned their eyes to other places. They couldn't bear to look at it.

The incarnation flew backwards and was knocked dizzy by Zhao Ruochen's punch, but he was not seriously injured. It was just that the bridge of his nose was broken.

Just as Huaihua endured the pain and was ready to fight back, he only felt a strong wind on his right side, and he was so scared that he waved to the right.

"Haha, Brother Huaihua, I'm on the left." Zhao Ruochen's laughter suddenly reached Huaihua's ears. At this time, Zhao Ruochen shouted, "Ling Xiaokai Tianshou..."

Papa...

With three muffled noises in a row, Huaihua only felt that his whole face was numb, and his body involuntarily flew backwards.

However, Zhao Ruochen did not give up. He bullied him again, put his hands together, bowed left and right, and a big mouth slapped Huaihua's face.

The facial expressions of the people watching the battle are extremely funny. What kind of game is this? This is a one-sided beating.

In just a moment, Huaihua's body was not injured at all, but his whole face was as swollen as a pig's head, which made people couldn't help laughing. However, the disciples of Baisuifeng's face turned purple, and they were no longer as proud as before.

"Damn it, that's what you said before. If you didn't admit defeat, no one can stop the game." Zhao Ruochen was also angry at this moment. All kinds of dissatisfaction and anger against Huaihua and Lin Yu before were like pouring rain at this moment, all pouring on Huaihua's face.