Under the ring.

"Dong"! Bai Mu Fan, whose face changed drastically, jumped up three or four meters on the ground, quickly reached out to take over his apprentice Zhao Jin who "flyed down", but was still led by the opponent's physical strength and stepped on a deep footprint on the ground!

You should know how hard the northern land is in the cold winter. This shows what kind of strength Zhao Jin is under!

At this time, Zhao Jin's face was as pale as paper, and blood was spitting out one mouthful after another. He was as elegant as before. He was listless, his eyes were closed, without a trace of complexion.

Bai Mufan didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly pointed several key points on his apprentice to protect the other party's life, and then planned to help the other party clear the meridians through the force and disperse the remaining power that was wanton in the other party's body.

However, the next moment, Bai Mufan stopped and turned his head and pointed at Zhou Yang with glaring eyes.

"Zhou Yang, why are you so cruel!" Bai Mufan's eyes were red and out of reach.

Because he felt that his energy could not resonate with his apprentice's energy at all, that is to say, Zhao Jin's meridians were destroyed! From then on, he became an ordinary person without internal energy!

Bai Mufan couldn't believe such a fact. No matter what aspect, Zhou Yang shouldn't be so ruthless. It would be fine to go to the stage to fight, but how could he take such a ruthless move!

A lofty internal warrior is equivalent to being killed, and even more painful than being killed.

Besides, this is the great disciple he has taught hard!

On the ring, facing Bai Mufan's angry question, Zhou Yang said lightly without expression, "Uncle Bai, I will tell you why I will do this later."

In the maple forest, only they know the meaning of the conversation between the two.

"Dad, how are he doing with senior brother?" Bai Xiaorou saw Zhao Jin being knocked off the ring as soon as she came here. And when she saw this condition, she knew that the other party was very bad, and asked guiltily.

But I actually breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, my senior brother was not beaten to death.

If Zhao Jin, who was unconscious, knew what his favorite junior sister was thinking at this time, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit another mouthful of blood.

"Hmph!" Bai Mufan snorted coldly with a gloomy face, and did not answer Bai Xiaorou, but ordered other disciples to mount Zhao Jin and walk towards the villa.

Since Zhou Yang said that he would give him an explanation later, he could only let him go for the time being. After all, Zhou Yang's identity is different from everyone, and there is even more military support behind it.

However, if Zhou Yang's explanation is unacceptable, even if he risked a huge danger, he would try his best to kill Zhou Yang.

He must ask for an explanation for his disciples!

"Come here too!" Bai Mufan then shouted to his daughter.

Bai Xiaorou could only follow her father with her head hanging down and walked towards the villa.

In the maple forest.

Everyone stared at Zhou Yang on the ring in a daze!

One move! So that's how it really explained!

Shock! Completely shocked!

Only Geng Weihai, who had witnessed Zhou Yang's disciples before, was calm in his heart. It would be really strange if a master of magic power could not even control Zhao Jin's internal strength, but he couldn't understand why Zhou Yang took action so ruthlessly.

"The master is so strong..." Ji Rumo grew up and could no longer describe the excitement in his heart. How powerful Zhao Jin was before, even if she didn't understand martial arts, she could tell, but the other party really couldn't even pass a move in his master!

On this table, except Jiang Tianming, Jiang Chuman and others were shocked. Everyone guessed that Zhou Yang was powerful, but they never thought that Zhao Jin would be defeated so directly.

That posture is unforgettable...

Jiang Tianming knew a lot of other inside information about his brothers, and he knew Zhou Yang's temperament very well, so in his opinion, this situation was normal.

"He is not a spiritual transformation, right?" Under the ring, someone whispered, instantly breaking the silence in the maple forest.

Buzz ~The warriors were immediately in an uproar.

"Huajin? Is he Huajin?"

"How is it possible? How could he be so small? He is so powerful?"

"If it weren't for the spiritual transformation, who could have defeated Zhao Jin so simply?"

"This is not a defeat, this is simply abusive..."

"I haven't even enjoyed watching it..." The warriors continued to discuss it. No one could believe that Zhou Yang was transforming the spirit, but he could not explain what was happening in front of him.

"Brother Chen, do you think this young man is a magic weapon?"

"Hey, it must be that Huajin is not wrong. Brother Zhang, have you ever seen Huajin so young?"

"Haha, have you seen it? I haven't heard it!"

"In the past century, the youngest Huajin should be Zong Rui from Hengshan. It seems that the youngest Huajin title will change hands this time."

"It's amazing, now our martial arts world is lively."

"What you see is slightly the same..." This is a discussion among several experts in the martial arts world.

Zhou Yang ignored the discussion of the warriors under the ring. He did not intend to fight with others so quickly, but Zhao Jin gave him a chance to let things go.

However, just as Zhou Yang was about to walk off the ring, suddenly, an old man in a cotton cloth jumped onto the ring, "Little friend, stay, I, Zheng Qi, can you help me?"

The old man's eyes were bright and the temples on both sides could be seen that this person was definitely a master.

"Old Zheng has gone up."

"Wow, Mr. Zheng went up to fight."

"Look, Mr. Zheng went up to challenge him. As long as he fought, he could tell whether the young man had transformed his strength."

"When the last martial arts conference, Mr. Zheng was already in the early stage of the Huajin period, and now he is probably in the middle stage of the Huajin period." Many warriors under the ring met the old man who jumped onto the ring.

On the ring, facing Zheng Qi's request for battle, Zhou Yang shook his head and bowed, "Old Zheng, I need to deal with some things. I will definitely discuss with you in the next day!"

"This... well, I hope I will give you bad advice another day!" Zheng Qi pondered for a while, and seemed a little disappointed.

He is not an ordinary warrior. From Zhou Yang's move just now, he knew that this person was definitely a magical spirit, and he did not reach the middle stage of magical spirit as others said. He has been stuck in the early stage for many years. He originally hoped to compete with this young magical spirit to see how he could break through the next level.

But the other party actually shirked the important things and could not force them.

"Sure!" Zhou Yang held his fists and returned the gift, then jumped off the ring with a quick step.

Zhou Yang came to the tea table and said directly to everyone, "Old Ji, Xiao Mo, come with me, everyone else stays here."

The few people had no objection and knew where the other party was going now.

"Hey, why don't you fight?"

"Yes, why don't you fight..."

"Isn't it because I retreated?"

"What are you going to retreat? Didn't you hear him just now saying there is something important to deal with?"

"Tsk, do you believe it if someone says this? Maybe it's just an excuse that can't be beat." Someone said something full of sourness.

The warriors under the ring looked at each other, and their own opinions...

Green Forest Villa, a quiet wing room.

At this time, Zhao Jin was lying on the bed, opening his eyes and being stunned

Looking at the ceiling in a daze.

After Bai Mufan brought him, he helped him straighten his breath again before he woke up.

Lost!

I actually lost!

Zhao Jin's eyes were filled with shame and reluctance. How could I lose! How could I lose!

How did I lose?

Zhao Jin only saw Zhou Yang slap from beginning to end. Although he seemed to be very slow, he could not avoid it no matter how he avoided it.

Then, a huge force came from his chest and he fell into a coma. When he woke up, he was already here, and he was indescribable in pain and could not raise any strength.

Only after the discussions between the brothers beside him did he realize that he had lost, and that palm.

He lost inexplicably, and he still doesn't know that his internal strength has been destroyed!

Bai Mufan was sitting next to his disciple at this time. Looking at the disciple's appearance, he felt very upset and sad. He had not told others about Zhao Jin's situation yet.

He was waiting for Zhou Yang to come over to give him an explanation!

Bai Xiaorou stood aside and did not dare to say anything. She looked at her father several times, but she still couldn't speak.

Not long after, footsteps came outside the house.

"Uncle Bai, I'm here." Soon, Zhou Yang's voice came from outside the house.

When Zhao Jin heard Zhou Yang's voice, his eyes suddenly became bloody. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't move at all.

"You all stay here for me, Xiaorou comes out with me." Bai Mufan said with a calm face, and then took his daughter out of the wing room.

Outside the wing room.

"Tell me, why did you want to destroy his cultivation?" Bai Mufan didn't say much and asked Zhou Yang coldly. If the other party didn't give him a satisfactory reply, he would leave Zhou Yang here, no matter what his identity Zhou Yang has.

"What? Senior brother's cultivation has been deposed?" Bai Xiaorou was stunned. She thought that Zhao Jin was just seriously injured, but unexpectedly, Zhou Yang's cultivation has been deposed!

"Shut up!" Bai Mufan turned his head and scolded.

However, facing Bai Mufan's questioning, Zhou Yang said calmly, "So what if he is useless? It's considered that he has not been killed. Uncle Bai's face."

"Random! What did you say!" Bai Mufan didn't expect that Zhou Yang had this attitude, and he was furious and slapped the tea table beside him with a "slap" palm.

"Uncle Bai, don't get angry first, Lao Ji, take off your shirt and let Uncle Bai look at your waist." Looking at Bai Mufan's anger, Zhou Yang was not affected, but said to Ji Guangsheng.

"Okay." Soon, Ji Guangsheng took off his shirt as Zhou Yang said, and saw that Ji Guangsheng had a bruise as big as a bowl on his waist.

Ji Rumo looked at his father with heartache, and it turned out that there was still a wound here.

"What's this? The battle has been damaged. Even if Zhao Jin accidentally injured him once before, you wouldn't have deprived my disciple of his cultivation." Bai Mufan didn't understand what Zhou Yang meant, so he asked in a deep voice again.

"Uncle Bai, please try to feel Lao Ji's wound first."

"Hmph!" Bai Mufan snorted coldly, as Zhou Yang said, pressing his hand on Ji Guangsheng's wound and using his energy to explore it.

But then, after less than three breaths, Bai Mufan's expression changed because he felt a broken place in Ji Guangsheng's waist meridians, which was extremely similar to the injuries of his disciple Zhao Jin.

However, Ji Guangsheng's meridian wound stopped at this time, and Zhao Jin's meridians were almost completely damaged, so he could not treat them.
Chapter completed!