Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Liu Qing's Appearance

Looking at Bai Cheng who slammed into the wall recklessly, the audience was silent. The power of Xiao Yan's punch earlier, even though it was a long distance away, many people still noticed its violence. I can't imagine, if that punch hits me firmly, can this little life still be saved? In the arena, Xiao Yan also straightened up slowly, his clenched fists trembled slightly, and a trace of blood dripped down his fingertips. The previous blow was certainly fierce, but it also caused his fists to be shocked by the force. It was a little painful, but it was undoubtedly infinitely better compared to Bai Cheng who had endured nearly 90% of the force.

Raising his head, his gaze swept over the faces of all the people on the high platform. Xiao Yan coughed lightly, and then turned his gaze to Su Qian on the referee's seat. Sensing Xiao Yan's gaze, Su Qian glanced at the lifeless Bai Cheng in the audience, and shook his head with a wry smile. After suffering such a heavy blow, even if Bai Cheng was lucky enough to survive this time, he probably would Leaving wounds that cannot be healed, and regarding this, he has nothing to say. After all, Bai Cheng's attack on Xiao Yan was almost fatal. Looking at the elders on the side, Su Qian waved at some mentors who were keeping safe in the arena, and immediately two people flashed out and lifted Bai Cheng who was lying on the ground and did not move. out.

"Cough, Xiao Yan won this match." Su Qian looked at Xiao Yan in the arena, and then said in a louder voice, "However, I hope that in the next competition, you will not need to play such a heavy hand. Those who go too far will be punished." disqualified." Su Qian's words obviously meant a little warning. After all, almost all the students who can enter the "strong list" belong to the best in the inner court. If a student with this level of talent makes a mistake, it will be a big loss. Moreover, some students' backgrounds are not weak. Although these backgrounds do not have much deterrent effect in the academy, once something happens to someone in the academy, the forces behind them will definitely be upset, and they will come to the inner courtyard to cry and make a scene. It is also troublesome.

Smiling and nodding his head, Xiao Yan tapped his toes lightly on the ground, his body swept up the high platform, and then he ignored all the staring eyes around him, and landed directly on his own position. "What a waste, he can't beat him like this." Seeing Xiao Yan who returned to his position without much trauma, Liu Fei snorted coldly, cursing Bai Cheng's incompetence in a low voice. "Yao Sheng, if you meet him, don't be so embarrassing." After cursing, Liu Fei turned her head and said to Yao Sheng who was staring at Xiao Yan. Slightly startled, Yao Sheng's expression was a little unnatural at first, then he nodded with a sinister smile, and said, "Don't worry, Fei'er, as long as I can meet you, I will definitely seek justice for you."

"Don't underestimate Xiao Yan, otherwise, you will be like Bai Cheng, capsized in the gutter, and the defense power of the blue flame armor he used earlier is also extremely amazing." Liu Qing frowned and said in a deep voice. Yao Sheng nodded with a smile, but there was still a hint of coldness and disdain between his brows. "Brother Xiao Yan, are you alright?" Dong Er held Xiao Yan's arm and asked with concern, she could feel the latter's breathing was a little rough, obviously the previous battle had exhausted him a lot. "It's okay, it's just that the flame armor consumes too much battle energy, just rest and recuperate for a while." Xiao Yan took out a Qi recovery pill from the ring, stuffed it into his mouth, shook his head with a smile.

Meimou looked at Xiao Yan's face, seeing the gradually rising rosiness, Dong Er breathed a sigh of relief, turned her gaze to the field where the next match was starting again, and said softly: "I didn't expect that Bai Cheng would still This kind of method, that bloody rip apart, is probably at least an intermediate level fighting skill of the Xuan class." "That's right, and the secret method to increase strength is not an ordinary thing, he actually has it, it's really beyond my expectation." Xiao Yan also slapped his mouth and said. "Hehe, Bai Cheng and Bai Shan also have some backgrounds. Although their family is not extremely prominent in the entire continent, it can still be regarded as a second-rate force. In terms of strength, even the three major families of the Jia Ma Empire are inferior. One of them, this secret method must be a secret passed down by their family." Huang'er smiled.

Xiao Yan nodded slightly. In this inner courtyard, because of the special rules, no background can show his own superiority, because maybe he just picks up a random person, and behind him is a powerful background . "Looking at it this way, I might still be the weakest kind?" Xiao Yan suddenly smiled wryly, mocking himself in his heart. He doesn't have much background. Not only did the Xiao family not have much influence in the Jia Ma Empire, On the contrary, because he offended Yun Lanzong and was hunted down to survive, the only thing he can rely on is himself. "Brother Xiao Yan is alone, but he is in charge of you more than any other force. A fifth-grade alchemy master, even a Douhuang powerhouse, has to greet you with a smile. Who dares to say that you are weak?" Holding Xiao Yan's palm, Dong'er smiled softly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan was startled, and then laughed casually. He had forgotten the most important identity, and patted Xun'er's head with his palm, jokingly said: "But even if you are a fifth-grade pharmacist, in the eyes of the forces behind Xun'er, you are afraid It’s nothing too.” "But brother Xiao Yan is still young. There are not many fifth-grade pharmacists of this age in the mainland." Xun'er smiled. Xiao Yan smiled, crossed his legs on the spacious seat, and then slowly closed his eyes, invading his mind, recuperating his exhausted body. Looking at Xiao Yan's peaceful face quietly, Huang'er murmured in her heart: "Brother Xiao Yan, next time we meet, I believe you can become a real strong..."

After Xiao Yan, the battles continued incessantly, and the level of rage was even more victorious than the former battle with Bai Cheng. During this period, several of the top ten powerhouses showed up. The tyrannical strength made the audience full of exclamations. When the game reached halftime, it was finally Wu Hao's turn to play. Compared with the previous fierce battles, this guy won quite easily. Although the one-star Dou Ling was slightly stronger than Wu Hao, his combat experience was not so good. He was far behind him, so the battle started less than ten minutes later, the latter was caught by Wu Hao because of a negligence, and defeated him with one move.

Looking at Wu Hao who returned to the high platform with a dissatisfied face, Xiao Yan shook his head dumbfoundingly. This guy is not satisfied even if he won a game so easily. Could it be that he really wants to be like himself and exhausted himself? Happy? "Number thirty-seven!" The number that suddenly sounded in the square directly made the whole place quiet down suddenly. After being stunned for a moment, one after another's eyes suddenly shifted, and finally stopped at the tall man on the high platform who was as sinking as water. body. The man sat and stood quietly, as if aware of the gazes around him, he slowly opened his eyes, suddenly, a fierce and domineering aura gushed out like a hibernating snake waking up!

Domineering Spear Liu Qing! Ever since he was defeated by Lin Xiuya that year, this domineering man has never been defeated once in the inner courtyard. In the arena, the record of winning streak up to dozens of times has made countless students full of enthusiasm for him. awe. Standing up, Liu Qing walked forward slowly, and as his steps moved, the domineering aura in his body became more and more vigorous, and even those who got close could feel a little heavy breathing. Looking at the generous back in front of the audience, Liu Fei's beautiful eyes showed a little love. Since she was a child, she has never seen Liu Qing bow his head and admit defeat to any opponent, even with Lin Xiuya's talent. The younger generation can only make him jealous, of course... Here she automatically eliminated Zi Yan, because this little girl was not considered a normal rank. Thinking in her heart, Liu Fei suddenly cast a sideways glance at Xiao Yan who was not far away, and the corner of her mouth raised a bit of bitterness, "No matter how you jump around, in my cousin's eyes, you are nothing more than a jumping clown!" Xiao Yan naturally didn't know what Liu Fei was thinking, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care about it. Any verbal words were just pale explanations, and only a real fight would give the most powerful ending. Xiao Yan leaned on the chair, his eyes stopped on Liu Qing who was slowly stepping out, aside from other things, he also attached great importance to this man, unparalleled domineering, this is his best adjective. Xiao Yan thought to himself, if Liu Qing was given time to grow up, no one would deny that this guy, with qualifications and talents, would become a powerful giant in the Dou Qi Continent in the future! "Boom!" Coming to the side of the railing, Liu Qing stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body was like an iron tower. He suddenly fell from the sky, and finally landed heavily on the field with great visual impact. Where he landed, the hard floor was directly shattered. Formed into a pile of powder, a trace of cracks, spreading rapidly... Standing upright, Liu Qing folded his arms across his chest, and the dark heavy gun behind his back was shining under the sunlight, reflecting a cold luster. With such an outfit, coupled with that domineering aura, if his mind is not firm, he may have to fight without a fight. lose it. Seeing the imposing Liu Qing in the arena, Xiao Yan smiled lightly, his pitch-black eyes slowly filled with a fiery fighting intent. Among the peers who were about the same age, Lin Xiuya and Liu Qing were the only ones who could really let him go. Feel fearful and dignified. "It is indeed a good opponent."