Jun Ling'er really had no way to hide, but she didn't intend to hide either.
She was still stepping forward and charging, not even raising her hand to block the opponent's flying knife, letting the flying knife stab her in the face.
Seeing how supportive the other party was, Gong Tingyu's smile became even bigger.
However, the next second, the smile on her face froze. When the flying knife rushed three feet in front of the opponent, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and fell to the ground.
"This move is called the Three-foot Qi Wall!"
Jun Ling'er shouted loudly, then raised her hand and hit Gong Tingyu on the chest.
Seeing this, Gong Tingyu immediately raised his sword in front of his chest to block Jun Ling'er's attack.
However, she underestimated the power of that palm.
Jun Ling'er's palm that split Huashan hit her chest. Gong Tingyu screamed, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.
"This move is called Kang Long Regret!"
Gong Tingyu is worthy of being a genius. He was able to stand up and continue fighting despite being hit by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
She also saw that the woman in front of her was very powerful in close combat, and she couldn't beat her, so she immediately stepped back, put away her long sword, quickly pulled out her darts and flying knives with both hands, and threw them at Jun Ling'er.
Although she knew it was useless.
Jun Ling'er sneered and waved her hands repeatedly. Under her unloading and control, the incoming knives and darts circled around her along the invisible aura and flew towards Gong Tingyu.
"This move is called Tai Chi!"
Taking advantage of the opponent's opportunity to block the flying knife, Jun Ling'er stared at the ground with her toes, flew out like a cannonball, and punched Gong Gongyu's chest hard.
"This move is called Bajiquan!"
Gong Tingyu screamed again and flew out.
Jun Ling'er is unyielding when she gains the upper hand and plans to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.
At this time, Gong Tingyu could no longer stand up. Jun Ling'er rushed to the other party, grabbed her by the collar, and grabbed her.
Gong Tingyu knew that she had lost and was no match for the other party. There was no possibility for her to recover from this crushing situation.
In order not to be beaten again, Gong Tingyu didn't want to lose face. When he was about to shout to surrender, he suddenly found that his mouth seemed to be blocked by ice and he couldn't open it at all.
She looked at Jun Ling'er in horror and found a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.
Jun Ling'er shouted loudly and hit Gong Tingyu in the stomach with a claw, sending her flying to the bottom of the ring.
"This move is called Nine Yin White Bone Claw!"
Senior brother doesn't allow you to shout out the name of a move before taking action, so it's okay to do so after taking action.
Jun Ling'er clapped her little hands triumphantly, looked around the audience, and then flew off the stage.
After the battle ended, the surrounding audience started a heated discussion. Because both sides were young women in their teens, all of them were as beautiful as flowers. In addition, they were both talented disciples of their respective sects, so they attracted much attention. Almost everyone's All attention is focused here.
Originally, when they saw that Gong Tingyu had so many weapons on the weapon rack, they thought that Jun Ling'er would suffer. However, in the end, Gong Tingyu was overwhelmed and was unable to fight back.
On the east hillside, a group of monks were also watching the competition.
Fahui Arhat nodded and said,
"The female benefactor who knows a lot of martial arts seems to be from the Yin Yang Sect. She is so proficient in so many martial arts. She is really amazing. It seems that the master of Yunwu Palace has some real abilities."
Pan'an Arhat sneered when he heard this,
"She's so fancy, but I, the Buddhist Vajra Invincible, can't even think of hurting a single hair on my head no matter how many tricks she uses."
"Pan'an, you must not be arrogant or break the rules of anger. You must always maintain a reverent heart. The martial arts in the Central Plains are full of talented people.
Apart from anything else, Han Yun alone has real abilities. Without taking any action himself, all the people he trains are outstanding.
Lao Na even doubted whether Han Yun was really useless. "
"It has nothing to do with us whether it will be abolished or not. We are extremely well prepared this time. As soon as the treasure is born, we will join hands with the Demon Sect to snatch it. Although these people from the Central Plains martial arts world are many, they are scattered. When the time comes, they will You can start a fight on your own without me waiting to take action."
"What Junior Brother Pan'an said makes sense."
An inscrutable smile appeared on the corner of Fahui Arhat's mouth.
In the afternoon, Zhang Heng, Zhang Yuanxin, Liang Chao and Wang Hanshi came on stage one after another. They all easily eliminated their opponents, allowing Han Yun's reputation to reach its peak again.
Zhang Heng and Zhang Yuan were unparalleled in mind and body, and were as fast as ghosts. Their opponents were defeated without even seeing their shadows. Liang Chao, on the other hand, used the dog-beating stick method to beat his opponents until they cried. Mom, surrender until you can't bear it anymore.
Wang Hanshi's appearance on the stage was unusual. He first walked towards the ring proudly and slowly, until his opponent got impatient and started yelling, then he flew onto the stage, landed not far in front of him, and then turned his back to With others.
Don't ask why you have to turn your back, ask just to show off, turn your back to your opponent, look proudly at the sky, the wind is light and the clouds are calm, and you are a saint in front of others.
Of course, he was pretending to be alright. He chanted "Martial Peak is proud of the world, and with me, Hanshi will have heaven." While turning his back to the enemy, he attacked and defeated the enemy easily.
The only thing that made him feel dissatisfied was that he defeated his opponent, and the spectators in the surrounding stands shouted that Lord Han was indeed powerful, which made him very depressed and felt that his pretense was flawed.
Because he was the last one to appear in the Yin Yang Sect, and the seven people in front of him were all from Yunwu Hall, people naturally regarded him as a member of Yunwu Hall.
But it doesn't matter, he still has a chance. When he wins the championship in the decisive battle on the low-level battlefield, he can once again prove to people that he is the well-deserved number one genius of the Yin Yang Sect, and all the disciples of the Yunwu Palace are just hot chicks.
The competition lasted two days, and the first round of knockout rounds was over, and then it was time for the promotion rounds.
The low-level battlefield has the largest number of people, so naturally it takes the longest time.
After the family of three returned home, Xin'er went to play with toys, Han Yun cooked, and Qi Xiaoyu helped, enjoying themselves happily.
"Han Yun, there's not much firewood left."
Qi Xiaoyu shouted.
"Can you scream a little nicer, Han Yun Han Yun every day."
Han Yun complained while working.
"Then what do you call you? Han Lang? Hey, I'm getting goosebumps."
Qi Xiaoyu pretended to be disgusting, and then made himself laugh.
"Call husband."
"Husband? Isn't this the title of a eunuch in the palace? Are you going to be a eunuch?"
Qi Xiaoyu was shocked.
Han Yun knocked on her little head.
"Then call me husband."
"Husband."
"Call nicely and be kind."
"Husband~~"
Qi Xiaoyu said loudly, with a long drawl.
Some people died, but not completely...
