My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Accompanied by Su Xing's low voice, his whole body's clothes were already drenched with sweat, as if he was fished out of the river.

The fire palm was pushed out, colliding with Qingcheng faction Liu Chuming's martial arts.

boom.

There was a moderate collision sound, and the power did not appear to be scary.

Liu Chuming took a few steps back, with a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth, and fell off the ring.

"Qingcheng faction, Liu Chuming lost." The referee said coldly.

Liu Chuming gritted his teeth and grabbed the ground with his head in regret.

"I'm being careless. This guy is obviously a coward. He was just one move away. I was just one move away from taking him down and advancing to the next round!"

Bleeding came from knocking on the forehead, and the regret was beyond words.

Others saw it in their eyes and knew it in their hearts.

Before the referee could make an announcement, more than a dozen people jumped up and rushed to the ring in an instant.

Even, in order to snatch the position in the ring, these dozen or so people almost fought directly.

"Stop!" Kunlun's white-bearded old man blew his beard and stared angrily, and immediately yelled, scaring several people away.

"What are you talking about? If you want to fight in the ring, there are seven more people here, get the hell out of here! Don't crowd here and make a fool of yourself!"

The old man Kunlun cursed, but no one dared to contradict him.

The contestants had the cheek to stay in Su Xing's stage instead of leaving.

"Just kidding, other places are hard stubble. This Su Xing doesn't have much stuff at first glance. Isn't it easy to go up and get rid of him! Idiots will go to other places."

Someone whispered.

The corner of Kunlun's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but look at Su Xing.

I saw that Su Xing was sweating profusely, with his mouth wide open, and he kept breathing heavily, as if he really couldn't hold it anymore.

As if he heard someone muttering to him, Su Xing gritted his teeth, stood up, and said loudly:

"You bunch of rubbish, dare to come here, do you really think that this young master is easy to bully?! Just let that Liu Chuming play, as long as this young master is willing, he can easily torture you weak chickens!"

Coupled with his tired appearance like a dead dog at the moment, these words are indeed unconvincing.

Immediately, someone in the audience laughed: "Yes, yes, you are the best, you must hold on until I come on stage to clean you up!"

"Hahahaha, I don't know if the organizer opened the back door for us, and actually set up such a colored pen guard."

"Liu Chuming is only second-rate and low-grade. Second-rate middle-grade and high-grade are not uncommon here. Whoever grabs it first must be the rhythm of customs clearance!"

They laughed and treated Su Xing as mentally handicapped.

I was calculating in my heart, how to go up as soon as possible, and grab this opportunity to clear the level.

The white-bearded old man stared at Su Xing contemptuously in a corner where no one could see.

With his cultivation base, he can naturally see the real situation.

I came out to interrupt just now, and it was also for the foolish gang who wanted to take advantage of it.

Since he didn't appreciate it, he simply didn't say anything.

As soon as he turned around, he floated away.

After fighting for a long time in the arena, they finally decided on the next person - a young man whose strength level is around the second-rate middle class.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so lucky, I'm going to be the first passer today." He laughed and rubbed his hands expectantly.

Su Xing was also laughing, wiped off his sweat, and said, "You're quite courageous, you dare to be the second to seek death!"

"Stupid!" The young man scolded directly without saving face, moved his feet, and rushed forward.

His shots were quite fierce, all aimed at taking down Su Xing as soon as possible.

Ever since, Su Xing once again began to look a little unbearable.

Under the opponent's storm-like offensive, dangers abounded again.

"I... If I hadn't been exhausted just now, you rubbish... ahem... you must not be able to survive the three moves!" Su Xing gritted his teeth and panted heavily.

The young man sneered contemptuously, and his moves were all aimed at killing him, becoming more and more fierce.

Su Xing gritted his teeth, and yelled hysterically: "You forced me! Try my trick!"

"Fire Palm!"

The scorching hot palm landed on the young man's body, but he seemed to have been prepared for it, and at the very moment, he twisted it away from an unbelievable angle.

"Hehe, do you think that I will be unprepared if I have been watching for so long?" The young man showed a triumphant look, laughed and shot suddenly, "This is exactly the trap I prepared for you, you are ready to get out! "

His hand, within the voice, was already close to Su Xing's chest.

However, Su Xing was in a state of desperation, staggered a step, and fell directly to the ground.

The howling wind blew past, and the young man's long-planned punch failed to hit because of a coincidence.

At the very moment when the castration was still in progress, Su Xing jumped up with glowing eyes, and placed a fire-promoting palm on the young man's chest.

puff!
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood unwillingly, and flew out of the ring full of resentment...

"I'm not reconciled! What fucking luck did you have!" He got up and hit the ground with his fist, bleeding from it.

The people in the audience obviously didn't expect this ending, and their eyes were straight.

The witty person jumped onto the stage and shouted anxiously:

"Mouse Li at the Xiashumen, come to give advice."

Su Xing was so tired that he was on the verge of falling, and he said with a pale face: "Hehe, you are also looking for death. We have eliminated two of you in front, don't you have any clues?"

Li Mouse twitched the corner of his mouth, and said contemptuously: "You have to be a bit of a force, but it's just good luck, but in my hands, you don't have this opportunity!"

Then, with Li Shuo's low growl, Xia Sanluan's trick was used from his hands.

Lime-sprinkling, sneak attacks with bricks, and needles hidden in fists can always come out when people are caught off guard.

Su Xing was forced to a corner, and he was about to lose.

It can only be another roar: "Look at my big move, fire palm!"

Li Shuo seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He moved his feet and was about to dodge.

Embarrassing things happened.

He didn't know when there was an extra piece of banana peel under his feet—it was just what he took out for a sneak attack just now.

Swish.

With his elegant footsteps, he stepped on the banana peel firmly and slipped cleanly.

It was so hard to die that he fell off the field.

Li Shuo cried bitterly on the spot, and vowed to remove such rubbish things as banana peels from his hidden weapon spectrum in the future.

The audience was silent.

It's just that this guy has done his own crimes and can't live, and his tricks are too indecent, even the goddess of luck is unwilling to take care of him.

Soon, after a scramble, the next challenger jumped onto the ring excitedly.

This time, he didn't even go through the procedure, he just came up without saying hello, and he couldn't wait to defeat Su Xing who seemed to be almost out of strength.

After a big battle, this buddy was very unlucky again. He kicked the stone left by Li Shuo just now, and accurately hit Su Xing's big move - the fire palm.

Not only him, but the five or six people who came to the stage immediately after were either lime pitted, or Su Xing hit the back of the head with a brick for no reason, or they accidentally stepped on the poisoned silver needle of Mouse Li...

All in all, a defeat.

So much so that after stepping down, Li Shuo was beaten up by several people, and he could only swear with a bruised nose and a swollen face that he would be a good man in the future and not use any hidden weapons.

Under the strong request of the players in the audience, the entire arena was cleaned, and there was not even a hair in it.

"Damn it, it's time for me, I want to see if this guy can have such good luck without these messy things!" A contestant jumped onto the stage.

Su Xing already looked like he was about to fall down from exhaustion, his entire face was pale, and his breathing was weak.

The contestants hurriedly shot.

With a roar, Su Xing made a shaky hand, used his unique fire-promoting palm, and slapped him off the stage, and his whole body shook even more violently.

Seeing this scene, the anxious contestants tried their best to grab their seats.

Get on stage and do it.

Snapped.

Su Xing's fire-promoting palm was printed on his chest, and he directly slapped out of the ring.

This time, Su Xing sat on the ground directly, as if he had used up his last breath.

"He can't do it anymore, rub it, get out, it's my time! I'm going to be the first person to advance!"

The emotions of the contestants were extremely excited, and they wanted to grab a position if they broke their heads.