Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Murong Yu failed to inflict any damage on Song Qiao with a few moves, which made him a little impatient. The strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and red spiritual power appeared all over his body.

Seeing Murong Yu's spiritual power, Song Qiao was naturally approaching an enemy, and a blue spiritual power emerged.

The two of them fought with bare hands, which was more exciting than swords, because it was a collision of spiritual power, a duel of power, and more pure and direct.

The audience did not stop applauding at all, and some even couldn't help but yelled to cheer for their favorite players.

Everyone in Wudang and even the Murong family are looking at the stadium with solemn expressions. This is a battle for the first place. Whoever wins will be famous for thousands of miles, and at the same time, his school will be even more famous.

Murong Yu's strength in his hands is getting stronger and stronger, and he performs ever-changing moves. The Murong family's "fighting stars and moving, a hundred schools of martial arts" is to learn from the strengths of the hundred schools and improve themselves.

It can be said that this is a set of magic tricks that are similar to the magic of attracting stars. Of course, it is not as scary. It can only imitate other people's moves, and the core naturally cannot be imitated.

"Murong Yu, no matter how strong you are, you still can't beat me."

Song Qiao began to shake Murong Yu's heart, making him irritable, so that he could reveal his flaws, and he could win with one blow.

It can be said that in the eyes of everyone, the scale of victory has already tilted towards Songqiao, and he is quite invincible.

But he forgot, Murong Yu is not that simple.

Murong Yu looked at Song Qiao with a resolute look, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, forcing me to resort to last resort."

"Does he have a last resort?"

"It's not just to scare people."

"It doesn't feel true, just wait for it to change."

Everyone in the rest area looked suspicious, surprised and even questioning.

Murong Yu directly displayed a set of secret techniques, his lips kept chanting the secret, and his hands were like Avalokitesvara with a thousand hands, constantly waving, forming a dazzling lotus with red spiritual power.

"this is!"

"Mighty Fury Lotus!"

"Isn't this a secret secret of the Celestial Sect, how did he learn it?"

Everyone was full of horror, this was too surprising for everyone, even the heads of many schools and the patriarchs of the family stood up.

The fiery red lotus gleaming with extraordinary dazzling blast directly towards Song Qiao, with a violent and invincible coercive force.

Song Qiao was dumbfounded. How could he block such a violent blow, even if it was two or two strokes, because it was more than a thousand pounds.

The entire ring was directly turned into a sea of ​​flames by the mighty rage lotus. Elder Wudang rushed into the fire and rescued Song Qiao, who was already in a coma.

Song Qiao was covered with scars at this time, if it were not for the spiritual power to resist, he would have become a coke.

"Murong Yu, No. 1 in the World Martial Arts Conference this year!"

"Murong Yu, Murong Yu, Murong Yu!"

"Murong Yu, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Murong Yu, I love you!"

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A group of young girls were so excited, it was almost like seeing a male god.

Countless eyes of envy and jealousy were all staring at the ring of fire, and there was a figure in the center of the ring, that was Murong Yu.

When all the flames dissipated, Murong Yu appeared spotlessly in everyone's eyes, which surprised many people, and he was unscathed.

"I feel that Xie Shaotian is probably no better than Murong Yu."

"Yeah, who knew that he actually learned the slight anger lotus of the Celestial Silkworm Sect. This is surprising."

Many clan families were surprised by Murong Yu's victory, because his martial arts has been lost for a long time.

After the competition, the disciple of the Kongtong faction won the third place, and then the award ceremony was held.

Song Qiao was seriously injured and naturally couldn't accept the award. Wudang elder sent his second disciple to accept the award instead of Song Qiao, and the second place was not very embarrassing.

The chairman of the World Martial Arts Conference personally awarded them prizes. The third place won the 100-year-old Tianshan Saussurea, the second place won the 200-year-old blood ganoderma, and the first place was naturally the 300-year-old Ginseng King.

After the awards were over, the audience burst into thunderous applause to celebrate the honor they received, although this was different from the original idea.

This also marked the successful conclusion of the World Martial Arts Conference in Qushui and Shanjian, with fireworks all around to celebrate.

Many reporters directly surrounded Murong Yu, wanting to interview him.

"Master Murong, what is your mood now?"

"Be happy, it's not really excited, because I am the first one."

"Then if Xie Shaotian does not retire, do you think you can still get the first place?"

"It's a pity for Xie Shaotian to retire. If he does not retire, the weight of my first place will be even heavier."

"Then do you have any plans next?"

"Naturally, try to practice hard to break through the master's later stage as soon as possible."

"Master later?"

"Yes, I have actually entered the mid-master stage."

This was just a shock to a group of reporters, and those sects and families had already seen it.

"Then do you have any opponents now?"

"Yes, there is a wicked genius in Jiangnan. It is said that he is already a master of the four cities in Jiangzhou. I really want to meet."

Su Yan was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard this. Why is this modern era so closed? He killed the three provinces masters and returned the Jiangzhou masters.

This is actually not difficult to understand, because Su Yan's prestige is only spread in the martial arts world and some top political and business circles, and many people are even more cautious.

Ji Ruxue on the side smiled and said: "Our Professor Su didn't expect that in the eyes of others, he is still just a dean of a small city, aren't you angry?"

"How angry is it."

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

"What's so funny."

Qiao Mai on the side was surprised: "What Professor Su?"

"Oh, his uncle has gone to be a university professor." Ji Ruxue hurriedly finished.

Many people are ready to leave the arena, and the game should go away separately.

The calm canal water beside the stage is now rippling with layers of waves, as if something is coming here in the distance.

When people saw a figure far away, they opened their mouths in shock, their faces full of disbelief.

"Is that a human?"

"How could he float on the water?"

"This person will do light work, this is a long-lost cheat!"

Many people from sects and even aristocratic families stood up and looked at the figures floating on the water in the distance.

Even Murong Yu's brow furrowed. He felt that this person was not very old, but the skill was quite good.

This person's speed was too fast, and a ship on the side was directly overtaken by him.

When people see this person's face clearly, they are even more surprised, because this person is very young, not in his twenties.

"Is this the long-lost iron palm floating on the water!"

A martial elder was full of jealousy, with deep fear in his eyes.