"I'll do it!"

Wu Shuo stood up without hesitation.

His figure flashed and he came to the center of the ring.

Because Wu Shuo practiced horizontal training, his figure was much taller than that of ordinary people.

He stood in front of He Taichong, completely like a giant!

If ordinary people see Wu Shuo's figure, they will definitely be a little scared.

But He Taichong's face was calm, as if he didn't feel any pressure. He even had a smile on the corner of his mouth, a disdainful smile!

"The technique of horizontal practice is good, but unfortunately..."

"Weaker!"

He Taichong looked at the tall Wu Shuo and said disdainfully.

"What?"

"How dare He Taichong say that Senior Brother Wu Shuo is weak? It's really ridiculous!"

"He was able to defeat Senior Brother Jiang Nong just now, wasn't he just a little faster?"

"that is!"

After hearing He Taichong's words, the disciples of Shushan were unhappy.

Everyone thinks that He Taichong can beat Jiang Nong just because he is a little faster, it is just luck!

"He Taichong, don't be too arrogant!"

"You just won the Jiangnong just now because of luck!"

"I have a horizontal practice and my defense is amazing. Although I only have the strength of the middle stage of the Golden Pill, even an ordinary late-stage Jindan cultivator cannot break my defense!"

Wu Shuo said confidently.

The next moment, his feet slightly separated, then raised his right foot and stomped on the ground hard, shouting: "[Golden Bell Cover]!"

boom!

In an instant, several spiritual light flows surrounded Wu Shuo's body, and gradually formed a golden copper bell two inches outside Wu Shuo's body!

"【Golden Bell Cover】!"

"I didn't expect that Brother Wu Shuo used the most powerful practice skills as soon as he came up. He really respected He Taichong!"

"Senior Brother Wu Shuo's defense is perverted. No one can defeat the disciples of Shushan except Senior Sister Ye Bingning. In this competition, I dare say that Senior Brother Wu Shuo will win!"

"That's natural!"

The Shushan disciples watching around were also confident about Wu Shuo.

But He Taichong gently swept his eyes and used the [Golden Bell Cover] Wu Shuo, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"He Taichong, as long as you can shake me half a point, you will win this competition!"

Wu Shuo said confidently.

"Shake you half a minute? What a joke. I will beat you directly from the ring later!"

He Taichong snorted coldly.

The next moment, he flashed, rushed to Wu Shuo, then suddenly raised his right palm and hit Wu Shuo.

"【Falling Geese Palm】!"

The wind is sharp and the air is whimpering.

"What a strong palm!"

"The power of this palm seems to be comparable to that of Senior Sister Ye Bingning!"

When the disciples of Shushan saw the [Fallen Goose Palm] shot by He Taichong, they showed shock on their faces.

Because the battle between He Taichong and Jiang Nong just now was too short, they could not judge He Taichong's strength, but now this palm is enough to give them a new understanding of He Taichong!

At this moment, He Taichong's [Falling Yan Palm] also caught Wu Shuo's [Golden Bell Cover]!

Boom, a metal roar suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, crisp cracks appeared.

When Shushan brother heard the sound, he saw a huge crack appearing in Wu Shuo’s [Golden Bell Cover].

The next moment, they saw Wu Shuo suddenly vomiting blood, and his whole body flew out like an arrow, hitting the ground outside the ring, and fainted!

"this?"

The disciples of Shushan were stunned when they saw this scene.

The battle ended too quickly, with only ten breaths in total!

He Taichong defeated Wu Shuo with just one palm. His strength was a bit too perverted!

You know, in the past, Ye Bingning and Wu Shuo had to fight, and it took two to three moves to defeat Wu Shuo!

"This is the [Golden Bell Cover]? It's like a paper-smashed, vulnerable!"

He Taichong looked at Wu Shuo who was fainting from the field, wrapped his hands in front of his chest and said contemptuously.

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples, elders, and Taiqing Zhenren all looked ugly, but they had nothing to say!

Wu Shuo's defeat by He Taichong can only show that Wu Shuo's skills are not as good as others!

The people in Shushan looked ugly, but the faces of the Kunlun Sect were filled with smug smiles.

"Taiqing Master, I didn't expect that our Kunlun Sect won again in this game!"

"It seems that in recent years, your Shushan disciples have been a little abandoned in their practice!"

"This is not good. There are still thirty years left to the day when disciples of all the righteous sects go down the mountain to eliminate demons. At that time, I am worried that your Shushan disciples will be wiped out!"

He Zudao in the sky picture mocked him.

The senior officials of the righteous sect in other pictures also showed contempt on their faces.

The Shushan Sword Sect has declined!

You should know that in the past, Shushan Sword Sect and Kunlun Sect also had mutual discussions.

Every time I compete, the Shushan Sword Sect won the victory.

But in the first two games of today's competition, the Kunlun Sect won, but it was still the same as the one who won the game. This was simply impossible in the past!

...

"Ye Bingning, you are the only one left, come up and face the challenge!"

He Taichong looked at Ye Bingning, stretched out his right hand, hooked his finger, and said provocatively.

When Ye Bingning heard this, she flashed and went upstairs.

"He Taichong, he won only two games, and there is nothing to be proud of!"

Looking at He Taichong with a proud look on his face, Ye Bingning said in a deep voice.

"Ye Bingning, defeat you, I will win three victories!"

"Of course, if there are other Shushan disciples who are dissatisfied, you can come up and challenge them!"

"But I'm in front of me, I'll call as much as I come!"

He Taichong held both hands behind him and said confidently.

"snort!"

"It's so arrogant!"

Ye Bingning suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and flashed his body to He Taichong. His wrist shook and stabbed He Taichong's left leg!

Facing Ye Bingning, He Taichong was not as arrogant as before. He flipped his hand and took out his sword.

He slightly opened his body, then turned his wrist and his sword stopped Ye Bingning's sword!

可以可.

Next, the two of them fought back and forth, and there was no winner for a while...

"It's worthy of being the senior sister Ye Bingning, it's really amazing!"

"Just Brother Jiang Nong and Brother Wu Shuo were defeated by He Tai Chong in just one move, but Senior Sister Ye Bingning had been fighting with He Tai Chong for so long!"

The disciples of Shushan said when they saw two figures fighting in the ring.

"Who will win this competition?"

"I think Senior Sister Ye Bingning will win!"

"Why?"

"You think about it. Just now, when He Taichong deals with Jiang Nong, Senior Brother Wu Shuo defeated the enemy in one move, but he has not decided the winner until now. This shows that He Taichong is simply impossible to defeat Senior Sister Ye Bingning, otherwise? Why should he delay until now?!"

"It seems that's the reason!"

"Sure enough, as long as Senior Sister Ye Bingning takes action, no matter He Taichong or Hai Taichong, he will be defeated!"

A smile appeared on the face of the Shushan disciple again.

But Chu Feng, who was quietly staying in the corner, didn't feel that way.

Perhaps the Shushan disciples in front of him could not see the situation on the ring, but could Chu Feng not understand?

If Ye Bingning on the ring had already used 90% of his strength, then He Taichong would only use 70% of his strength.

"The situation is not good!"

"He Taichong's sword moves just now were all testing Ye Bingning. Now it's almost done. The next move should be decided!"

Chu Feng thought to himself.
Chapter completed!