My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

The blood spray all over the sky fell to the ground, like a heavy hammer after another, smashing hard on the hearts of every onlooker.

Yaque was silent.

At this moment, the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people all focused on Zhang Cong.

Shock was written all over everyone's face.

Chin almost fell to the ground.

Before this decisive battle, there were countless speculations.

Only gamblers who expect to get rich overnight think that Su Xing can win.

But now.

The battle situation changed in an instant.

In the last second, Zhang Cong had turned into thousands of sword shadows, all of which were united in one, and aimed directly at Su Xing's heart, which seemed to be piercing right through him.

Who would have expected that the heartless teacher's smile had just spread before she was slapped in the face in an instant.

Su Xing still stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Zhang Cong, whose face was like golden paper.

The footprint on the opponent's chest was exactly the counterattack he made with the snap of his fingers.

One kick is enough to destroy all his tricks.

This is not a matter of martial arts or skills.

It's pure strength crushing!

There is a world of difference between being first-class and being below the first-class.

puff.

Finally, Zhang Cong, who was struggling to prop up his body, spat out another big mouthful of blood. At this moment, his eyes were full of mad anger, staring at Su Xing: "How is it possible, this kind of power is definitely not something you can have!"

"You must...cough cough..."

"It must have been some kind of dirty trick, yes, it must have been the person who helped you resolve Shitai's offensive before!"

Zhang Cong gritted his teeth, his face full of dissatisfaction.

The people around were in an uproar.

There was no need to think too much, most people believed Zhang Cong's words.

There is no other reason.

Zhang Cong is a second-rate peak, very close to a first-rate master, coupled with the martial arts that his master is famous for, he can crush him with one kick...

Only first class.

How could a 15-year-old boy be top-notch?
As a result, there was a bit of anger on everyone's face: "You are a filthy person, one-on-one, and you actually found foreign aid. It's a shame!"

"Please elders stop this unfair battle, we refuse to accept!"

"This Su Xing is really shameless. He doesn't dare to fight Zhang Cong like a man. He only dares to rely on others."

All kinds of curses came from all directions.

Secretary Gao and the others also looked a little stiff.

Many of them knew that behind Su Xing was an absolutely strong man.

Seeing that these warriors were so sure that Su Xing won the duel by relying on external force, they were immediately shaken.

"This..." Secretary Gao hesitated.

"Did he really find foreign aid?"

Only Jiang Yi answered firmly with a cold face: "Impossible, his strength is already extraordinary."

The martial artist who heard it next to him immediately laughed sarcastically: "You ordinary people, you know what a fart, only first-class masters can crush Zhang Cong so strongly and win the battle."

"The so-called first-class masters are enough to be ranked as the elders or even the masters of the small sects. They are all the mainstays in the martial arts. It will take at least decades for those with ordinary talents to get a glimpse of them." The doorway of a first-class master."

"For a person like Zhang Cong who is already extremely talented, it took more than [-] years, under the accumulation of famous teachers and various genius treasures, to be able to see the first-class threshold..."

"This kid is only 15 years old. Do you want to say that he is first-class?"

Jiang Yibing was also silent this time.

However, after a while, she still gave an even more ridiculous answer: "I don't know if he is a top-notch expert, but I know that he must have won the victory by himself."

The warrior directly looked at her with contempt, as well as the supporters of Su Xing behind her, cursed a fool, and said no more.

But Su Xing, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly towards Zhang Cong.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and with the light movement of his thin lips, the playful words came out.

"Before you said that I deliberately showed weakness and took advantage of their underestimation of the enemy to win so many people."

"You said, this is a dirty trick."

"Then please tell me, now that you are lying on the ground and vomiting so much blood, are you pretending to be weak and paralyzing me?"

Every word, like a sharp long sword, pierced Zhang Cong's heart fiercely, making his face turn pale with anger.

Could it be that he was going to say that he was kicked by Su Xing and vomited blood, that he was seriously injured in a serious manner, instead of pretending to be weak?
He couldn't afford to lose this face.

Zhang Cong could only sneer, and insisted: "With the help of outsiders, you still dare to speak wildly here."

"Not only before, but even now, I also want to say that those people you took down were all low-handed methods, taking advantage of their underestimation of the enemy."

"You, Su Xing, are a complete piece of rubbish! Villain!"

"I didn't lose in today's battle. You have found help from outside forces, so it doesn't count."

Su Xing shook his head.

With one step down, he has already walked in front of Zhang Cong: "It's useless for a bereaved dog to howl. Whether I cheated or not, you will naturally know in your heart."

"You don't even have the qualifications to make me show weakness."

Su Xing sighed, squatted down, and looked closely at Zhang Cong.

"The game is over, you should fulfill your promise and die with peace of mind."

After speaking, his palm slowly fell on Zhang Cong's head.

Zhang Cong's face changed drastically, his body was covered in cold sweat, and he roared: "Master, save me, I don't want to die at the hands of this opponent who cheated to win!"

The unfeeling teacher frowned slightly.

As a first-class high-ranking expert, she can naturally find that from the beginning to the end just now, no one has made a move to influence the situation of the battle.

In other words...

She knew in her heart that Su Xing defeated Zhang Cong with his own strength.

While his mind was spinning, the unfeeling teacher still made a move.

"Stop! The result of the competition is unfair, so it will be voided!" She gave a low shout, waved her sleeve robe, and suddenly a majestic burst of true energy rushed towards Su Xing.

Everyone was stunned, seeing the power of this hand, if they didn't dodge, Su Xing would definitely die under this hand.

Zhang Cong is alive.

they thought.

As for Zhang Cong himself, there was a somewhat smug look on his face.

Even if he loses, he is protected by Master Unfeeling, so it is impossible for him to die.

"Hahaha, get lost, little bastard, I didn't lose..."

He couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

However, smiling and laughing, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Just because, there was also a cold smile on Su Xing's face.

"Enough laughing?"

"Then die."

The zhenqi gathered in Su Xing's palm was directly photographed into this cluster of heavenly spirit covers.

boom.

With a muffled sound, Zhang Congwu's face with a smug smile froze immediately.

Afterwards, scarlet blood flowed out from his seven orifices.

Zhang Cong, die!

The palm of the unfeeling teacher also arrived.

It was directly printed on Su Xing's body, piercing through his clothes, leaving a blood-red palm print.

puff.

Su Xing opened his mouth slightly, allowing the blood to flow down from the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head, met the eyes of Mrs. Unfeeling, who seemed to be devouring others, and laughed: "Auntie, you really like to interfere in fair decisive battles. It's really blind for Tiandao to ask you to be the presiding elder." .”

The unfeeling teacher's eyes almost burst into flames.

The people around were all dumbfounded.

This Su Xing actually forcibly killed Zhang Cong with the palm of the heartless teacher?
"Shoushitai slapped him with anger and survived...could it be...he is really in the first class?"

"This palm hit solidly, and no one helped him resist it, but he was only injured in the end... Among the second-rate, how can anyone be able to do this? Master Rueqing is a first-rate top-rank master who has been famous for a long time! !"

"This... this kid, is he already top-notch at the age of 15??? How terrifying!"

The martial artist who had taunted Jiang Yibing just now had a face full of shame, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

The heartless teacher wanted to make a move again.

Su Xing made her lose face more than she had in most of her life.

She first found a reason to make a move, and snorted coldly:

"Hmph, this kid must have relied on external force and violated the rules of dueling. I will take his life today! It's even better than fighting for a clear day!"

however.

Just as she finished speaking, there was a voice interrupting her arrogantly: "I can prove that..."

"Su Xing is top-notch."