Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

At this time, Su Baiyi had heard the voice of the elders counting down the seconds inside, and hurriedly rushed in.

"Five, four, three..."

"I'm here Elder, I'm here!"

Su Baiyi roared from a distance, causing the elders on the field to look sideways and waved helplessly.

"I'm sorry, Elder, I've been delayed."

"Okay, okay, let's get started!"

With such an oolong, the audience off the court began to whisper and discuss.

"I thought there was no competition, oh, hurry up and start, it's useless for me to come here early to take the front row seat!"

"Hey? Look at that Su Baiyi, doesn't he look familiar?"

"I'll go, isn't he the one who opened the market outside? It's over, all my wealth is on Lin Qiang!"

"Don't worry, senior brother Lin Qiang is very good, okay? I think this Su Baiyi is probably trying to make money because he can't continue his cultivation, right? After the game is over, go out and block the door, so we can't let him run away!"

Many people in the audience recognized Su Baiyi, and they exploded immediately. What's more, they yelled "rnm, refund the money" on the spot.

Lin Qiang glanced down, and looked at Su Baiyi again, feeling a little more contempt for this unknown person who didn't know his background.

"Surrender, my mad devil blood-drinking skill is too domineering, and you will be seriously injured in one blow. We are all from the same sect. I don't want to hurt you."

Originally, Su Baiyi wanted him to look good, but seeing his upright face, his initial impression was not bad, so he played a few more rounds, and at least there were back and forth.

But this guy is too pretentious, and now he looks a little uncomfortable everywhere, and when he closes his eyes, he really thinks that he is some kind of extraterrestrial expert.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't fight, get out of here. I'm still waiting to go home and catch up on sleep."

"You! You are so arrogant!! Well, I'll let you, an arrogant person, taste the power of my crazy devil's blood-drinking skill!!!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qiang's long hair moved without wind, and red mist oozed from the skin of his body, gradually becoming thicker.

"This is Lin Qiang's strongest weapon. Who the hell is Su Baiyi, who can make Lin Qiang really do it from the very beginning?"

"I guess, this Su Baiyi can't resist a single blow. The demonized Lin Qiang, even a master of the fifth level of the supernatural powers, he has the power to fight, let alone a nobody."

Seeing Lin Qiang's skill, there was bursts of applause from the audience. They were already Lin Qiang's fans, and they came here to watch his game. They were naturally very happy to see Lin Qiang use his trump card.

"Oh, tsk tsk, how fishy, ​​this person doesn't look like a human anymore, his hair is blown up!"

Su Baiyi's face was full of disgust, especially when he thought that he didn't bring a Tai Chi sword, and now he really regretted it, and now he would use his hands and feet to touch him, and it would be too disgusting to be covered in blood.

After more than ten seconds, Lin Qiang had already turned into a blood man. The blood mist condensed on the surface of his body, forming an armor like a fungus coat, which looked quite scary.

"Death!"

Looking up to the sky and screaming, Lin Qiang's hands were clawed, his long hair was messily scattered behind his back and fluttered in the wind, a pair of scarlet eyes radiated a frightening light, and a huge aura emanated from him, which was intimidating.

The body shot out, Lin Qiang was like a wild beast, the speed was horribly fast, he opened his bloody mouth and went straight to Su Baiyi, that kind of terrifying power, like a wild beast locked on its prey, if ordinary people were like this, they would probably have legs and feet I can't move it.

Su Baiyi froze on the spot as if he was dumbfounded, and didn't even move to hide. The elder looked at him and sighed, and at the same time he was concentrating on preparing for the rescue.

"boom!"

The jagged teeth were covered with drops of blood, and the whole face seemed to be hairy. Seeing him getting closer, Su Baiyi subconsciously clenched his fist and slammed Lin Qiang hard on the face.

The firm touch made Su Baiyi feel as if he had passed away, and he didn't even figure out how he broke through the strong discomfort in his heart and swung that punch.

Not only all the audience, but even Lin Qiang himself was dumbfounded after being blown away and fell to the ground for a certain distance.

When had he ever been so humiliated, Lin Qiang doubted whether he had been demonized or not?
Under the blessing of anger, Lin Qiang's already blinded mind completely turned into a wild beast. He propped his hands on the ground and exerted great force. In an instant, he shot violently and attacked Su Baiyi again.

"Again?"

Sighing, Su Baiyi looked at the bloody knuckles and swallowed hard.

"You have a lot of blood, right? I'll see how much blood you can bleed today!"

Lin Qiang, who was flying towards him, grabbed his head and lifted him up. He found a comfortable angle with his right hand and hit Lin Qiang's face again and again.

"Snapped!"

Swinging it backhanded, and then throwing it on the ground, a large spray of blood exploded immediately, and many people had already started to feel sick.

"I will make you bloody! Let you be more! Me, I will make you more!!"

Stepping on the left foot, the right fist continued to bombard, one after another without stopping, and there was a strange rhythm.

Su Baiyi has studied the matter of beating people without using spiritual power for a long time, and has gradually perfected it. For example, beating Lin Qiang now is completely different from the last time.

Last time it could only be said to be beautiful, but this time it can be called art. There is an insurmountable gap between them.

Su Baiyi's fist not only punched the demonized Lin Qiang back to his body bit by bit, but also seemed to bombard all the audience, hitting them tremblingly.

"The elder is going to be beaten to death!"

In the crowd, someone roared, and the elder just woke up like a dream, and desperately ran over to stop Su Baiyi.

Drops of blood were splashed all over his face, and all over his body. There was even a red and black gel-like object wrapped around the joint of his right fist, which should be blood that was about to coagulate.

"This is too cruel. Is this guy from the same sect? I demand that Su Baiyi be strictly investigated!"

"Hurry up and save people, I think Senior Brother Lin Qiang is dying."

There was a lot of chatter off the court, and Su Baiyi didn't bother to argue about it.

What is this? A double standard to the extent of Blue Star is just a younger brother!
The elder's expression was serious, and he leaned forward to look carefully at Lin Qiang, who was moaning and chirping non-stop. After a long time, he stood up:
"Lin Qiang is only slightly injured. In this match, Su Baiyi wins!"

Silent.

The reason why art is art, not just beautiful punches, can be slightly revealed from here. I hit you with 36 punches, 72 Tiangang punches and [-] Disha punches. It was only a minor injury.

With the baptismal viewing just now, regardless of whether Su Baiyi lost or won the handicap, he now looks like Shura from hell, who would dare to run over to ask for money.

After waiting for a long time, Su Baiyi didn't see anyone pressing him to take the money, so he had no choice but to accept them all.

After this battle, the story of Su Baiyi beating Lin Qiang became widely known, and it gradually became outrageous. Later, there was even a version of Su Baiyi hugging Lin Qiang to suck blood.

And the protagonist of the incident is on his way to Tianqing Peak.