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Three hundred and ninetieth IX: Bringing Back a Round(2/2)

The battle cards were listed on the spot: Mo Dao had a bye, Wu Nian vs. Ji Hen, Chu Wushuang vs. Liu Ruyue.

Why!

Yunfeng sighed, facing Chu Wushuang, he was going to lose two games in a row!

After this round, nothing will happen to her disciples.

"You two...aimed really accurately." Su Yu rubbed his eyebrows.

"I want to fight him." Xiao Wu Nian smiled and stepped onto the stage.

"I'll try my best to be gentle." Zhao Yun left a few words and jumped onto the stage.

Boom! Bang!

Both of their bodies were heavy, and the platform made a loud bang when they stepped on it.

Zhao Yun's sharp edge is restrained, and he stands tall and straight like a monument.

Wu Nian's little head was so shiny that those who didn't know it thought he was a monk?

"You don't have to hold back, I want to see your full strength." Wu Nian smiled.

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun smiled.

Use all your strength! It's better to stay still, otherwise you'll beat this bald man to death.

"I'm here."

Wu Nian shouted loudly, stepped on the fighting platform and smashed it into pieces, and struck with a Shanshan Fist.

Zhao Yun did not move, only raised his hand, spread his fingers, and easily grasped Wu Nian's fist.

The spectators raised their eyebrows, such a domineering punch failed to shake Ji Hen.

"So strong!" Xiao Wu Nian was shocked. He could clearly feel how terrifying power Zhao Yun's palm contained. The power of his Shanshan punch was completely removed in an instant.

Without thinking much, Wu Nian hurriedly stepped back.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow and slapped him with one palm.

"Golden Bell Body Protection."

Wu Nianhuo calmed down, and the golden bell covered his whole body.

pound!

Zhao Yun's palm was like hitting a steel plate.

The golden bell has not been broken, or in other words, Zhao Yun has retained some strength, otherwise, it can be destroyed with one palm. The reason why he has retained some strength is just to study and secretly learn this secret technique, which is not bad.

"collapse."

Wu Nian shouted, and the golden bell exploded on the spot.

This was also a way of attacking. Zhao Yun, who was still studying the Golden Bell, was blown up on the spot.

"Taishan is overwhelming."

Wu Nian jumped up to a height of three to five feet and pressed down with one palm.

The three-foot-long palm print must have weighed ten thousand kilograms and made a buzzing sound when it fell.

Without looking, Zhao Yun punched out, shattering three feet and five finger prints, and Wu Nian was also knocked over.

Zheng!

Before Wu Nian fell to the ground, he saw the sound of swords.

It was Zhao Yun who picked up a sword energy and chased him head on.

Whoosh!

Wu Nian dodged it in an instant, but also drew his sword in an instant, and the sword rain filled the sky and slashed towards Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun ignored it directly and used a wind escape hurricane to shred Jian Yu into pieces.

"Destruction: Wutian Sword Slash."

Wu Nian shouted loudly, the broken sword was raised above his head, and Ling Tian struck at it.

The five-foot-long sword glows with brilliance and unparalleled power.

Zhao Yun turned the sword energy into a sword with one hand and turned it into a condensed sword. He raised the sword and broke the sword light.

pound!

Wu Nian's broken sword was knocked off the stage on the spot.

open!

Wu Nian screamed in his heart, activated the forbidden method, and increased his fighting power.

This little bald man is self-aware, and he is qualified to fight Zhao Yun only if he has mastered the forbidden method.

"Crazy dragon."

Wu Nian's energy and blood raged, and he struck out with a palm, and the golden dragon roared out.

Zhao Yun's attack was simple and yet fierce. He smashed the golden dragon with one punch. The aftermath of the punch's power spread across a large area. Even Wu Nian's background was knocked back with a groan. Every time he took a step back, he would be stepped on.

The battle platform collapsed, especially his little hands, which were bloody and bloody.

"The natural divine power...has become a decoration." Jiannan sighed.

"It's not just a decoration, it's because Ji Hen's background is too strong." Su Yu took a deep breath.

Bang!

With a roar, Wu Nian finally stopped.

He stopped, but he staggered a step, his throat swelled, and blood spurted out.

"I...give up."

Just as the audience was watching with enthusiasm, he revealed these words.

No one heard it wrong, Xiao Wu Nian confirmed that he lost.

"This... it's over." The spectators twitched and continued to fight!

The little bald head shook his head helplessly. Although he could still fight again, and although there were still many secret techniques that he had not used yet, he was not prepared to fight. He would not be able to defeat him again. The gap between him and Ji Hen was not as big as usual. There was also

An important reason... I don’t want to waste Ji Hen anymore. Is there going to be a big war next?

........

There will be chapters later, which will come later.
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