The battle of ideas
Without a second word, he directly did it.
Luo Yong's chest was still in pain.
If another kick came at this time, he reckoned that he wouldn't be able to withstand it. He needed some time to recover. His eyes moved, and he said: "I still don't know your name."
He needed to stall for time.
For so many years, he had been constantly challenging, challenging thousands of geniuses, and had never tasted defeat.
At the same time.
His combat experience was also cultivated in this way.
When he was seriously injured, he would think of a way to delay it, because of his blood vein. His blood vein could allow him to recover quickly. This way, even if he was no match for his opponent, he could still exhaust his opponent to death.
Although Luo Yong looked like a super big guy, his mind was extremely meticulous.
Long Fei said: "No need."
"Moreover …"
"It's useless for you to recover, because you will fly out of the stage in the next move." Long Fei said indifferently. He knew very well what Luo Yong wanted to do.
No matter how much time he had, it would be useless.
A realm was a realm.
No matter how powerful the Mahayana Realm was, it was impossible for him to be a match for the ninth grade of the True Martial realm.
Luo Yong's face darkened when he was seen through.
"Luo Yong, kill him!"
"Don't give me face, kill him ruthlessly."
"Looking down on our Earth Sect Banquet, let him know what strength is."
"Damn it, laozi's lifeblood was almost kicked out. It hurts so much, knock him down, I want to kick him a hundred times, aiyo …"
Seeing Luo Yong fight, many people became excited. They endured the pain and crawled up from the ground, placing all their hopes on Luo Yong.
After all, Luo Yong had a Divine level blood vein.
Moreover.
He was also the publicly recognized strongest contestant in this year's Earth Sect Banquet.
Luo Yong looked at Long Fei and said indifferently: "You have provoked public anger."
Long Fei said impatiently: "I'll give you ten minutes to recover. Is ten minutes okay?"
Luo Yong was a little embarrassed, he felt that everything about him was seen by Long Fei. Since it was known, there was no need to continue like this.
Moreover!
Luo Yong's fists sank, and with a heavy sound, he said: "No need, I have already recovered!"
Long Fei's heart skipped a beat, he slightly sensed, and said: "Divine level blood vein is awesome, I didn't expect you to recover in such a short period of time."
"Very powerful!"
"However!"
"For me, it's still not enough!" Long Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, "The strength of the first level of Martial Realm!"
Power surged.
Luo Yong charged forward.
This time, there was no defense at all.
He sprinted forward with all his might. His two fists flashed with golden light, and every step he took left a deep footprint. His steps were as steady as a mountain, and his strength was as deep as the sea. This kind of strength was very powerful.
Moreover.
He was also a man of simple violence.
However …
In front of Long Fei, his level was too low.
He lifted his right leg.
Hualala!
With a swift turn of his right leg, Zhang Xuan stepped forward to block the incoming Luo Yong.
"Swish swish swish …"
"Swish swish swish …"
Luo Yong's pupils shrank, and all the strength in his body was instantly suppressed, turning into nothingness. Moreover … if this kick landed on him, his head might be sent flying.
The wind howled.
Luo Yong's robes fluttered loudly.
Her long hair was flying everywhere.
His aura also retracted.
Seeing that, Long Fei retracted his right leg.
Luo Yong took two steps back, then bowed: "I've lost, thank you for not killing me, Master."
He was convinced of his loss.
The surrounding people were all dumbfounded.
"How could this be?"
"We haven't even fought yet, how did we lose?"
"Luo Yong, what are you doing?"
"Shady, shady, it's definitely shady. Could that kid be the illegitimate son of the boss behind the Earth sect banquet?"
"He won without even moving his hand. That's impossible!"
Everyone started to clamor, but Long Fei ignored them. Only the weak would find excuses, he looked at the host and said: "I've won, hand over the invitation card!"
At the same time.
He was also looking at the system, and was secretly puzzled, "The challenge has already ended, why hasn't the mission completed yet?"
"What's going on?"
"System, have you broken the circuit?"
At this time.
The Great Elder walked out with a faint smile and said, "Young Hero, you have won the challenge, but you still can't get the invitation card."
Long Fei's eyes darkened, and he said: "Are you playing with me?"
His eyes were filled with killing intent.
The Great Elder immediately said: "I don't dare, you have to fight another round. If you win this round, then the invitation card will be yours."
Long Fei said: "Who am I fighting with? Is there anyone here who dares to fight? Could it be that I'm fighting with you? "
The Great Elder said: "I am not your match. As for who to fight with, look behind you."
Long Fei's eyes tensed up.
Imperceptibly, an aura quietly descended from behind him, like a ghost.
Long Fei slowly turned around.
In front of him stood a man in his twenties, holding a blade with both hands. His long hair covered his face, making it impossible to see what he looked like.
Other than the Great Elder, no one present recognized him.
He was also the killing weapon of the Earth sect banquet.
One of the top geniuses of the Ling Tian Pavilion, Luo Xiu.
The monstrous genius that Gui Qingshan had nurtured for so many years with all his cultivation resources.
He wanted to take revenge at the Heaven sect banquet this year.
However …
He didn't expect that someone would actually overturn his entire Earth sect banquet.
He had no choice but to take out this killing weapon.
The Great Elder said: "As long as you can win against him, the invitation to the Heaven sect banquet will be yours."
Long Fei looked at Luo Xiu, and said faintly: "True Martial Realm!"
Luo Xiu raised his eyes, and an invisible idea rushed out, transforming into a wild blade that slashed down at Long Fei.
The blade was the tyrant.
This blade was domineering to the heavens.
It was incomparably arrogant, giving off the feeling of an overlord.
The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled up slightly, and the idea moved as well. One sword transformed into the sky, no matter how powerful your Tyrant Blade was, it would not be able to break through the sky. The sky moved, and the sword energy came crashing down like rain.
Luo Xiu's eyes tensed up.
The True Martial power on his body exploded once again.
"Rumble!"
There was an explosion in the air, and the Tyrant Blade turned into a ferocious dragon, stirring up the clouds and rain in the sky, stirring up the entire sky.
Then, it swallowed Long Fei with its huge dragon mouth that could devour everything.
It was incomparably turbulent.
Long Fei was not afraid at all, the idea's power suddenly ignited, and the moment the Tyrant Blade Berserk Dragon touched Long Fei's idea, it started to burn, screaming miserably.
Long Fei did not stop there.
With a control of the idea, the burnt Tyrant Blade Berserk Dragon suddenly flipped over, turning into a fire dragon that rushed towards Luo Xiu.
It was majestic.
If his Tyrant Blade Berserk Dragon just now was a Western Lizard Dragon, then this Fire Dragon right now was a Chinese Divine Dragon that could devour the heavens and destroy the earth.
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It smashed down heavily.
Luo Xiu's footsteps sank, he could not take it anymore, his body staggered, and he took a step back, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with unwillingness, but he had no choice but to admit it, "I lost!"
The idea clashed.
It was also a competition of strength.
The idea was not low, but he was definitely not a match for it in terms of strength.
When Long Fei looked at the Great Clan Elder …
Suddenly.
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