Chapter 21
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"Martial Arts Competition No.5, Start!" The referee on the side saw that both of them had stood up and said. He turned a deaf ear to their previous conversation as if he had not heard anything.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jinghui shot out like a cannonball. Although he was tall, his speed was extremely fast. He rushed towards Chu Yang.
Although this person was arrogant, his strength was real. Although his movement technique was not advanced, his explosive power was extremely strong. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of Chu Yang.
Li Jinghui grinned and opened his big hand to twist Chu Yang's head directly.
"Deacon Chu, the one on the fifth arena is your son!" A deacon in the deacon's seat said to Chu Yunlong. It was Deacon Li.
"It is my son!" Chu Yunlong smiled and nodded.
"He has met an opponent who is a bit difficult to talk to. Do you want to intervene later?" Deacon Li said.
"That's not necessary. We can't let him be a little sheep all the time."
"Haha, little sheep, he is indeed very obedient!" Deacon Li laughed a few times and then his eyes fell on the arena, "However, the little sheep's opponent this time is really difficult to deal with. He is born with divine strength and is much stronger than ordinary disciples!"
"It doesn't matter. Let him see how powerful we are. Otherwise, he won't know how to make progress!" Chu Yunlong smiled slightly as if he did not care. However, his eyes were tightly locked on the arena with some worry.
"Bang!" Chu Yang stretched out his palm and fiercely met Li Jinghui's big hand. The collision of the Genuine Qi of both sides directly made a huge explosion sound.
Chu Yang did not move. Li Jinghui was born with divine strength. Although he was only at the late stage of the fifth level of the Origin Martial Realm, the strength in his hand was definitely more than the strength of six tigers. He was a bit stronger than ordinary sixth level of the Origin Martial Realm. However, he could not move Chu Yang at all.
"How is it possible!" Li Jinghui's pair of cowbell-like eyes looked at Chu Yang in disbelief. Even if he was an expert of the sixth level of the Origin Martial Realm, his strength was not inferior. However, Chu Yang did not move at all.
"Rumble!"
Accompanied by the sound of crashing waves, Chu Yang slapped out with his palm, and a huge wave surged out, one after another, majestic and mighty. In the blink of an eye, it directly rushed towards Li Jinghui.
"Bang!" Li Jinghui's tower-like body was like a small boat being overturned by a huge wave. He was sent flying by Chu Yang's palm. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and more than half of the bones in his body were broken. He directly fell off the stage.
"What? How is this possible?"
The audience was in an uproar. Everyone who was paying attention to this battle couldn't believe their eyes. Li Jinghui, who was originally favored by them, was actually unable to block Chu Yang's move and was sent flying. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"Cheating, he must have cheated!" Several disciples who were close to Li Jinghui immediately shouted in disbelief, "He must have plotted against Senior Brother Li Jinghui!"
How was it possible that Li Jinghui was sent flying in a single exchange?
"Shut up!" The referee on the side coldly said. He could see clearly what was right and wrong. Could it be that he still needed these juniors to teach him?
"This battle, Chu Yang wins and enters the second round!"
"Idiot!" Chu Yang glanced at those disciples who were close to Li Jinghui.
Li Jinghui was just a small pawn. The real mastermind behind this must be Huang Long. However, there was no hurry. Huang Long was the favorite to win the championship. They would meet sooner or later.
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