"Bang!"
Su Xiaomo poured his spirit energy into his finger and stabbed it between Lao Tie's buttocks.
"Ah — — —"
Indescribable pain rippled in the martial arts field.
"Hiss!"
Many martial artists sucked in a breath of cold air. Their indescribable parts were suddenly lifted, their spines were cold, and their scalps were numb.
There were many fatal points in the human body, such as the Baihui point and the temple point.
In a world of martial arts like the Falling Star Continent, if one suffered a heavy blow, even if one didn't die on the spot, it would still cause great damage.
For example, Li Fei just now.
Although he didn't die on the spot, he still retreated dizzily, creating an opportunity for the Iron Bone Shadowless Kick to be used.
The Baihui point and the temple point were exposed, and martial artists could more or less protect them with their spirit energy.
The indescribable area in the middle of the buttocks was the most vulnerable point.
If one were to be ambushed, it would definitely be very painful. If one were to condense their spirit energy and stab it, there would be nothing left to live for!
"Ah — — —"
Lao Tie covered his buttocks, jumping and jumping in the martial arts field. His face was extremely ferocious.
Just by looking at his expression, one could understand what kind of pain it was.
"Shameless!"
"Vulgar method!"
The big shots of the alliance angrily condemned.
This kind of finger stabbing indescribable parts was really despicable. Anyone in the martial arts world who wanted to save face would not do it.
Jun Changxiao secretly said, "A group of sanctimonious gentlemen."
Although this disciple's method was a bit despicable, it was enough as long as he defeated the opponent and won.
What's more, the opportunity was created by him, and he didn't use despicable methods right from the start.
If there was someone to blame, it was that kid's fault for not protecting his buttocks well and exposing that big flaw.
From this mentality, Su Xiaomo's "broken chrysanthemum, full of wounds" method was definitely taught by him.
Lao Tie was still holding his buttocks and jumping in the martial arts field, tears were flowing down.
It was obvious that it was really painful!
"Swish!"
Su Xiaomo rushed over, his body leaping into the air, and his right leg suddenly swept over.
In terms of cultivation and leg strength, he was much stronger than Li Fei. In addition, his opponent was in pain, so he didn't put up any defense at all. Thus, he accurately hit the temple on the left side of his face.
During the period of seclusion, Jun Changxiao must have taught them. Otherwise, they would not have attacked the important acupoints!
"Boom —"
Lao Tie, who was clutching his butt, was dizzy and flew out like a cannonball, landing dozens of meters away from the training field.
Iron Bone won another round!
"…"
The corners of the mouths of the various big shots and martial artists twitched.
The Haoqi Sect's loss in the first round could be described as careless. In the second round, the Haoqi Sect had been suppressed by their strength and martial arts techniques. The third round looked very easy.
In a normal sparring session, the fights in the early stages were all appetizers, and the later stages would become more and more exciting. Why did it feel like the fight was getting simpler and simpler?
Qin Haoran was so angry that his teeth were chattering.
In his opinion, the Iron Bone could win at most one match. If the disciple did not use it properly, he might be shaved bald.
In the end, he lost all three matches. Where was his face left?
Jun Changxiao said, "Alliance Master Qin, are you deliberately going easy on them and sending a group of small fries to fight?"
These words were like a sharp sword, stabbing Qin Haoran's heart, making his face look slightly ferocious.
"Damn you!"
"It's only the third round. As long as we win four matches in a row, you will still be a lowly servant in the stable like a dog!"
Alliance Master Qin did not care about shaving his head. As long as he won the following matches, as long as he won, he could also trample on Jun Changxiao's self-esteem.
"Hu Zheng, go."
"Yes."
A personal disciple called Hu Zheng walked out.
He was a personal disciple with an upper-grade spiritual root, and his strength was at the peak of Martial Disciple!
Qin Haoran did not send a ninth-grade Martial Disciple with a middle-grade spiritual root because he wanted to win this match to raise the morale.
Jun Changxiao thought for a while and said, "Zui Ji, go."
"Phew!"
Xiao Ziji clenched his fists, and his exposed muscles suddenly strengthened and became solid. Then, he stepped toward the center of the training field.
Wang Donglin frowned and said, "This kid's physical strength is probably much stronger than the top three disciples."
Looking at Xiao Ziji, Ai Shang slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "No wonder this kid could win the Grand Competition. It must be because he took the Body Shaping Pill!"
… …
"Vast Qi Sect, Hu Zheng."
"Iron Bone, Xiao Ziji."
After the two of them reported their names, the battle began.
The disciple called Hu Zheng used all his spiritual power and immediately used his fist art. Not only did it stir up wind and waves, but there was also a hissing sound.
"Vast Qi Sect's unique martial skill, middle-grade high-grade Wind Thunder Fist!"
"A middle-grade martial skill. When used by a peak Martial Disciple, the strength can easily break through to twenty thousand kilograms!"
"If that Iron Bone disciple is hit, the result will be …"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before he could finish his words, a storm of fists had already come crashing down on him.
However, Xiao Ziji did not move. He opened his hands and blocked all the fists from different angles.
That was called elegant!
All the big shots were a little dizzy.
Hu Zheng, a peak Martial Disciple, used a middle-grade high-grade martial skill. His strength was definitely twenty thousand kilograms. Even if you blocked it, you should at least take a few steps back.
Take a step back!
However, he was a disciple of the Vast Qi Sect!
This was because Xiao Zui Ji had swung his arm at his opponent when he was about to make a move, and had sent him stumbling back a few steps!
This hit was very powerful. It was definitely more than eighteen thousand kilograms.
"Swoosh!"
Xiao Ziji stepped forward and poured his spiritual power into his tempered right arm. Then, he swung it again.
Hu Zheng, who had just stabilized his body, hurriedly raised his arms to block. However, with a loud bang, he was directly hit back again.
This … …
Everyone was dumbfounded.
How strong was this kid's body? He could directly hit a peak Martial Disciple until he was in such a sorry state!
"Unbelievable!" Wang Donglin exclaimed.
He had never seen a Martial Disciple who could refine his body to such a terrifying level.
Seeing that his disciple was almost unable to stand, Qin Haoran's eyes almost popped out.
This battle was too crucial.
If his disciple was beaten until he was dizzy and lost the battle, then the Hao Qi Sect would lose!
If they lost, then so be it. However, there was a reward.
In front of so many people, as the leader of a sect, as the leader of the alliance, what should he do … …
Qin Haoran did not dare to think about it anymore. He also did not care about his status. As if he had lost his mind, he roared at Hu Zheng, "Stand firm! Fight back, fight back!"
"… …"
All the big shots were silent.
They could completely understand why Leader Qin lost control of his emotions.
After all, if this disciple lost again, he would have to clean the toilets of the Iron Bone Sect!
"I have sinned."
Jun Changxiao crossed his arms and said lightly, "Hit him with all your strength!"
Xiao Ziji received the order and poured all his spiritual power into his arms. He suddenly swung it and hit Hu Zheng who had just stabilized himself.
That power and that strength could only be described as fierce!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Under the violent bombardment of Xiao Ziji's iron pillar-like arms, Hu Zheng was like a boxer who was at a disadvantage in a boxing ring. He could only bend his waist and use his arms to protect his head as much as possible.
There was a guardrail in the boxing ring that could prevent people from falling back.
There was no guardrail in the martial arts ring, so Hu Zheng was beaten until he was dizzy and moved back step by step.
Qin Haoran roared angrily, "Dodge, fight back … …"
Hu Zheng was beaten until he felt dizzy and his ears gradually lost their hearing. The Sect Leader's almost crazy roar weakened until it completely disappeared.
"Plop!"
In the end, he covered his head and fell to the ground. The blue sky seemed to be spinning infinitely, and his soul seemed to float out of his body.
"Pu!" Looking at his disciple outside the martial arts ring, Qin Haoran covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was extremely ferocious.
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