Brother is really tough

Chapter 22
"Stubborn!"

Up to now, Liu Wusheng has no way out, he poured out all the spiritual energy in his body to condense his domineering fist, and a thousand hectares of green light lingered in an instant.

With a punch, there was silence outside the arena.

When the dust settled, Bai Yiduo was lying on the ground sprawled on the ground, and Liu Wusheng was panting with his knees on the side.

At this time, Liu Wusheng didn't have much aura, and what was left was only enough to maintain his cultivation. If he fought again, he might be downgraded.

"Fortunately, he finally fell down!"

Seeing Bai Yiduo lying motionless on the ground, Liu Wusheng finally heaved a sigh of relief.

This battle was not as easy as others saw it, only he knew how tough it was.

"This kid is so evil, the aura of the bombardment fell on him as if it disappeared, and there was nothing left!"

With a sigh of relief, Liu Wusheng turned around weakly and walked towards the podium.

On the high platform, seeing the young man motionless, the female coach also let out a breath of foul air, and was about to announce the result of the battle, but her eyes widened in surprise as she glanced at the Xuanling stone tablet.

"Bai Yiduo's name is still there!"

Following her exclamation, Bai Yiduo slowly got up on the ring.

This scene caused an uproar, and Li Sumei covered her mouth in surprise.

"He... got up again!"

"Bai Yiduo... got up again!"

Inside Zhengjia Hall, someone suddenly shouted softly: "Bai Yiduo, come on!"

As soon as Yu Xiu said these words, she saw all the disciples around her looking at her, and even Li Sumei, the head teacher, glanced at her.

Yuxiu lowered her head in embarrassment, but someone whispered again: "Bai Yiduo, come on!"

Following this sound, one after another, piece by piece, the cheering voice of Bai Yiduo gradually sounded in Zhengjiatang's camp.

This voice startled Bai Yiduo too, and she really wanted to look back, but he still had to pretend to be miserable, so he could only endure it.

Hearing the movement, Liu Wusheng, who was happily walking towards the podium, paused, his face turned bitter, his jaw trembled and he turned around.

When he saw Bai Yiduo standing in front of him tremblingly, ten thousand muddy horses galloped in his heart.

"You're not dead yet?"

Bai Yiduo looked resolutely, and shook her head: "I still have one breath! But, even if it's just one breath, I, Bai Yiduo, will stand up..."

Liu Wusheng's throat rolled, and his headache was about to split!
To be honest, he regrets it now,
Who let him maliciously attack Zhengjiatang in his free time?If he had randomly chosen a disciple of Zhengbingtang at that time, he might have won the victory long ago. After all, the strength of the eighth-rank Qi training realm can already be called the pride of heaven in this martial arts arena!

But he was just trying to die like this, so unlucky, and so sad!

However, it has come to this point, even if it is the price of regressing the spiritual rank, this dying Bai Yiduo must be knocked down.

"Bai Yiduo, if you must seek death, I can only help you!"

This time, Liu Wusheng didn't use Jinba fist power anymore, he should have accepted Bai Yiduo's suggestion and fought with iron fist.

Thus, the disciples under the ring saw a very funny scene, the eighth-rank Qi training expert of Zhengyitang, with his small broken fist, smashed wildly on a young man with an unknown spiritual rank.

And the latter didn't have the strength to fight back at all, and could only hear heart-piercing but encouraging wailing.

"Ah! I am dying,"

"Ah! One more punch, I'm really going to die"

"Ah! Brother Liu, come on..."

Later, the more everyone listened to the wailing, the more they felt that something was wrong, no matter how weird it sounded.

And Liu Wusheng's eyes were already red, and as the punch was weaker than the punch, the spirit pool in his body was gradually shrinking and collapsing.

Disciples of the same level may not be able to detect this phenomenon, but on the high platform, the elders with long beards can see it.

"Seventh Grade Qi Training Realm? Has Liu Wusheng been downgraded?"

"If you keep fighting, I'm afraid it will drop even more!"

Suddenly, Liu Wusheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his raised fist trembled and slowly fell, and finally limply stuck to Bai Yiduo's body.

As the blood overflowed, Liu Wusheng's name flashed and then faded away on the mysterious stone tablet engraved with Liu Wusheng's name!

This scene made everyone look stupid. Wasn't Liu Wusheng the one who hit someone?Why did he lose when he fought?
And Bai Yiduo didn't do anything from the beginning to the end, just hugged his head and was beaten, how could he win like this?

There was silence in the fighting arena, and the sound of a leaf falling to the ground brought by the breeze was very clear.

And after the brief moment of Xiao Jing, there was an uproar cheer from Zhengjiatang.

"Changjiao, we won, we have reached [-]% of the finalists!" Yuxiu's excited eyes filled with tears.

Li Sumei nodded happily, but quickly frowned again, looked at Bai Yiduo, and sighed: "It's just a pain for Bai Yiduo, so carry it like this..."

However, before Li Sumei finished speaking, Bai Yiduo who was on the ring suddenly jumped up, wiped the blood from her lips, and jumped on the spot excitedly.

"I won? I really won!"

"He..." Yuxiu stared at the arena with wide eyes, and seemed to have just realized it, rubbing her silver teeth: "Is he just pretending?"

Li Sumei was also taken aback, but she was more experienced than these disciples, exhaled a foul breath, smiled and shook her head: "I guess, Bai Yiduo must have some kind of magic weapon that can resist the attack."

"It's no wonder that the first thing he does when he comes to power is to make the opponent abandon his weapon, so that he can shrink back and wait until the opponent's aura is exhausted before counterattacking."

"Speaking of which, this strategy is similar to what Zhao Zhiqiang used just now!"

After listening to Li Sumei's analysis, the disciples were relieved.

But no matter what, Bai Yiduo's victory brought honor to Zhengjiatang, and it was a key figure.

On the high platform, those elders and Li Sumei thought together, thinking that there was some magic weapon hidden in Bai Yiduo's body,
Considering that his elder brother is now the direct disciple of the head of the sect, and Bai Hao loves his younger brother extremely, it is not impossible to get some spiritual treasure for him.

It's just that the disciples of Zhengbingtang and Zhengyitang fell into confusion, full of suspicion about this weird battle, especially Zhengyitang, all the disciples looked at Bai Yiduo with hatred, and their hatred was overflowing.

"How did this kid win? I don't accept it!"

"There must be something tricky. Maybe he has a hidden weapon on him. I request to conduct a body search on Bai Yiduo."

"It doesn't count if Bai Yiduo wins. He has never made a move from the beginning to the end. If we can win by just being beaten, what skills do we have to practice?"

There were voices of discontent one after another, but on the high platform, the elders with white beards remained unmoved. They picked up a wooden box and said to Bai Yiduo, "Bai Yiduo, why don't you come and get your medal soon?"

Bai Yiduo was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that she came to the stage to compete in order to get a bronze banyan flower for Du Linger. She immediately became excited, turned around, and excitedly shook her hand in Du Linger's direction.

Outside the arena, Du Linger's small body froze, and she suddenly thought of Bai Yiduo's words before she came to the stage, and her expression was a little flustered.

"He didn't really go there just to give me the bronze banyan flower?"

There was a trace of astonishment in my heart, but also a trace of warmth.

Du Linger let out a laugh and shook his head: "What a lunatic!"

After finishing speaking, he took one last look at Bai Yiduo, turned around resolutely, and walked towards the outer courtyard.

(End of this chapter)