Supreme Arrow God

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Among the fifteen freshmen of the seventh level of martial arts, at least five were with Xiong Qisheng, or had an agreement, and they were Ye Xing's key targets.

Mixing with Xiong Qisheng is definitely not good for him.

Right now, Jiang Wenlong's attitude just proves this.

Ye Xing's eyes swept towards Jiang Wenlong coldly, and said, Jiang Wenlong, right? If we meet later, whoever admits defeat will be the tortoise bastard. Let's see who is shitting who.

A sharp breath flashed in Jiang Wenlong's eyes, and he smiled: Okay, whoever admits defeat is the tortoise bastard.

Nearby students, seeing Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong fighting, some looked amazed, while others sneered.

Although they all believed that Ye Xing's strength was very strong, they did not think that Ye Xing could compete with the martial arts master.

The distance between the seventh-level martial arts, known as the master, and the sixth-level martial artist is not only a little bit, but an insurmountable gap.

In the first round of the knockout round, Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong were unable to meet each other, because the rule of drawing lots was to be first in the group and second in the group.

The names of the students who have advanced to the second place in the 20 groups are placed in a wooden box, and the students who have advanced to the first place in the 20 groups will draw lots.

When Ye Xing grabbed a piece of paper and opened it, a strange smile appeared on his face, and the name on the paper was Feng Yuanming.

It seems that he and Feng Yuanming really have some bad relationship, not only are they tied in the twentieth group, but the lottery is drawn in this knockout round. With a one-twentieth chance, Ye Xing was caught again.

When Feng Yuanming learned that his opponent in the first round of the knockout was Ye Xing, he suddenly turned into a bitter face, and his right face was still a little swollen. At this moment, I felt the burning pain again.

He would never dare to do it again with Ye Xing. At this time, Feng Yuanming was in awe in front of Ye Xing. Before Ye Xing could speak, he hurriedly conceded defeat.

Ye Xing was promoted to the top 20 without doing anything.

As for the other groups first. Fifteen seventh-level masters, naturally no one can shake, and the other four sixth-level extreme group first, but one was defeated by the sixth-level peak student who advanced to the second in other groups,

eliminated.

The top twenty is determined. Fifteen seven major masters, three six extremes, one six peak, and one sixth middle.

The rewards from 21 to 40 are the same, a high-grade Yunxing Pill, so the eliminated students do not need to compete any more, and directly start the next round of competition.

All eliminated students. The spirits were all lifted, they were eliminated, and naturally they became the audience. The second round of the knockout round is a 20 to 10 competition. This round will have a showdown between martial arts masters, and some martial arts masters will be eliminated. The battle is more exciting and intense than before, which is naturally exciting. uplifting.

Ye Xing. You dare to team up with me this round!

The academy has not yet arranged the battle list, and the drawing of lots has not yet begun. Jiang Wenlong shouted and named Ye Xing directly.

Ye Xing just planned to meet Jiang Wenlong and clean him up. Unexpectedly, the other party was even more anxious than him, and in this round, it was pointed out that they would fight him.

However, Ye Xingsi was not afraid and said, Why don't you dare.

Jiang Wenlong smiled and said to the deacon of the academy who presided over the event: Deacon, since we are all willing, let's arrange a duel for us this round.

Since both parties are willing, the deacon will naturally not intervene, nodded and said, Yes.

Hehe...! Jiang Wenlong showed a cruel smile on his face, staring at Ye Xing with a vicious gaze, like a hound staring at its prey.

Jiang Wenlong, don't be careless, lose the face of our martial arts master, and be defeated by this two-star Destiny's garbage!

Beside Jiang Wenlong, a sixteen-year-old freshman snorted coldly. He was also a martial arts master, and he was also the person Xiong Qisheng had just looked for.

How can I be defeated by this garbage, hum, at most three moves, I will beat him to pee and pee, Bian Chusheng, it's not your turn to teach this garbage.

Jiang Wenlong looked proud, glanced at Ye Xing with disdain, and said.

This is the best, but... hehe! Bian Chusheng sneered and said, Jiang Wenlong, if you lose, I will help you get revenge.

Bah...! Impossible.

...

The other 18 people's duel list was quickly determined. The nine students who were the first to break through the seventh level of martial arts would cast lots on the other nine, and five against seven masters would compete against each other, which was the highlight of this round.

In the second round of the knockout round, this round is divided into ten battles, and there are only five venues, so it has to be divided into two rounds.

The battle between Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong took place in the last round, on the easternmost field.

Among the five battles that were held at the same time, three were duel between martial arts masters, which attracted the attention of most of the audience. Not many audiences watched Ye Xing and Jiang Wenlong fight.

Come on, let's see how I beat your shit and pee out... hey!

Jiang Wenlong sneered, his weapon was a long spear, the tip of the spear gleamed coldly, and it was a top-grade weapon.

As the saying goes, the moon stick and the new year sword will be a gun for life.

Spearmanship is the most difficult to practice, but it is surprisingly powerful after practice.

Let's start...! the deacon on the side said.

die--!

As soon as the deacon started speaking, Jiang Wenlong's temperament changed instantly.

call out--

The spear stabbed, and the spear was dazzling, like a straight white chain bursting out.

call--

There was no wind or waves in the air, and the air with a radius of ten feet was stirred up by Jiang Wenlong's thorn, almost arousing the wind.

It seems that Jiang Wenlong has worked hard on the spear, and his spear skills are extremely good. The average sixth-level martial artist, even the sixth-level limit of cultivation, can't stop him from taking a shot.

However, this shot was not a big threat to Ye Xing.

Ye Xing had already grasped the wind, but now Jiang Wenlong stabbed the wind in all directions, which made Ye Xing feel the wind. It seems that there are eyes in all directions, how can it be stabbed by the latter.

Ye Xing stepped on Qixing, his body moved with the wind, and he floated up in an instant.

Whether it was Jiang Wenlong who shot the gun, or the audience around him. They all feel like a flower in front of them.

Looking at it again, Ye Xing was already in the air and stepped on the head of the gun.

Jiang Wenlong's shot, how fast, Ye Xing was able to accurately step on the head of the gun at the occasion of one thousand shots. Make everyone look shocked.

If you step a little faster and step in front of the gun head, then this gun will stab a big hole in your foot.

It's a pity that Ye Xing is in the dictionary. No if, since he dares to step on it, it is naturally foolproof.

Ye Xing looked light and fluttering, but when he stepped on the gun head, it was extremely heavy, and suddenly the gun head sank downward and fell to the ground.

It's too slow! Ye Xing's voice sounded, like a slap on Jiang Wenlong's face.

talking room. As soon as Ye Xing moved, he followed the gun barrel and walked quickly towards Jiang Wenlong.

Jiang Wenlong looked surprised. The body burst back, and the gun was withdrawn in an instant, and he swept the waist: Sweep the thousand troops!

The spear swept across, like a half-moon, and shot forward in an instant, with a terrifying momentum. The air seemed to be broken in half by the spear.

Ye Xingren was in the air, and a thousand jins fell to the ground. Leaning back, the spear slashed over his belly. Failed again.

Too slow. Ye Xing still commented.

you wanna die--!

Feeling the irony in Ye Xing's words, Jiang Wenlong was furious, and said angrily, Strength to break through a thousand mountains!

Jiang Wenlong jumped up, holding the gun in both hands, like a big dragon, and slammed down to the ground.

The spear head drew a sharp shot of the spear, splitting everything in front of him in half and killing Ye Xing.

This gun has an indomitable momentum, and the head of the gun is enough to break through everything.

Unfortunately, the gun's attack was strong, but it changed slowly. When the gun landed, Ye Xing had disappeared again. The tip of the gun split a large piece of the solid floor, but it didn't touch the corner of Ye Xing's clothes.

Too slow! Ye Xing's voice sounded, and the content remained the same.

However, when Jiang Wenlong heard it this time, he didn't have the slightest anger.

Ye Xing's voice came from behind him, as close as it sounded from his ear.

Jiang Wenlong's attack broke through thousands of mountains, and the force was too strong, but at this moment, he was unable to withdraw his gun to counterattack.

Before Jiang Wenlong could avoid him, he felt a pain in the back of his head and was punched by Ye Xing.

The head was hit hard, and Jiang Wenlong was immediately stunned. He only felt a 'hum' in his head, and his body rushed forward.

Jiang Wenlong was, after all, a seventh-level martial arts master. He was protected by internal energy. He was not really stunned by Ye Xing. He rushed forward a few steps and felt the wind blowing from the back of his head, and suddenly turned around.

The gun is like a dragon, sweeping in an instant.

It's still too slow...! Ye Xing's voice sounded again, making Jiang Wenlong's hair explode, and the voice was right in front of him.

However, Jiang Wenlong didn't see Ye Xing's body, only the shadow of the fist in the sky.

Top-grade martial arts - Qianying Fist!

bang bang bang-

Jiang Wenlong not only punched in the chest, but the arm holding the gun was hit hard, and the spear in his hand was knocked into the air.

Even the weapon was thrown off his hands, Jiang Wenlong was really devastated at this moment, and he retreated to the limit with his body technique.

However, Ye Xing's speed was faster than him. As soon as Qianying Fist came out, he punched Jiang Wenlong so hard that his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

Even though Jiang Wenlong was a master of the seventh-level martial arts, he couldn't bear even a few blows, and was knocked to the ground by Ye Xing, his back slammed heavily on the ground, causing Jiang Wenlong's blood to surge, a sharp pain in his chest, and blood gushing out of his mouth.

Transformation - chasing legs!

Ye Xing's legs were like the wind, swift as lightning, his body turned over, and his legs fell like iron spears.

boom--

Jiang Wenlong was smashed by Ye Xing's leg, and his stomach was severely pumped. Not only was he severely injured, but he was beaten to the point of incontinence, and excrement and urine came out.

Exclamations erupted everywhere, and the students watching this battle were all shocked. They never expected that Jiang Wenlong, as a martial arts master, was beaten so miserably by Ye Xing. (To be continued) (This article was first published)