No matter how strong Ling Tian is, his unique skills in Shaolin are not weak, and the monk Yikong is not afraid to fight.

"Big Monument Wrestler!"

Monk Yikong shouted loudly and directly used one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, the Great Monument Wrestler.

boom!

The roaring wind roared, and with an invincible momentum, it met Ling Tian's punch.

Suddenly, a loud noise came, like thunder rolling.

The figures of the two people flew backwards at the same time as they touched the stage.

There is no difference between the top and bottom!

However, the corners of Ling Tian's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a playful look.

"You're defeated!"

Monk Yikong's eyes narrowed and he said coldly.

"The winner is not decided, it's too early to say this...Oh!"

Before he finished speaking, the monk Yikong exclaimed.

I only felt the seas in my body, as if there were surging waves, rushing towards me.

Involuntarily, his body flew backwards toward the rear.

It was Dielang Fist that played its role.

However, at this time, Monk Yikong was already standing on the edge of the arena.

Where can I go to retreat?

All of a sudden, it fell off the ring.

After landing, before he could stand firm, he rushed into his body one after another.

The monk Yikong kept retreating and retreated for more than ten meters before he stopped.

His face turned red, and he looked at Ling Tian on the ring, and his eyes were so angry that he turned red.

"You actually cheated!"

Monk Yikong pointed at Ling Tian and roared angrily.

Ling Tian was stunned, shrugged at any time, and said innocently.

"What is fraud?"

"If you lose, you will lose. Do you still want to admit it?"

"You!" Monk Yikong was speechless and looked at Ling Tian, ​​so angry that he was breathing heavily.

Finally, he stomped his feet suddenly and returned to the camp with annoyance on his face.

He also knew that Ling Tian was right.

If you lose, you will lose!

Even if he felt so angry and unwilling in his heart, he could not change this fact.

But, he lost so much!

Who would have thought that Ling Tian’s boxing technique was so strange?

There were actually one after another, bursting out in the body.

He caught him off guard and was directly knocked out of the ring.

If he is prepared, he may not be unable to win!

Everyone who watched the game was confused and the scene was in chaos.

I never dreamed that as a favorite seed player Yikong Monk, he was defeated by Ling Tian with one move.

Moreover, the defeat was inexplicably defeated, and people didn't see clearly what was going on.

The two of them are obviously in line, so why did the monk Yikong fall down by himself?

Moreover, after falling down, no one touched you, but he kept retreating.

What are you playing?

Only Tang Qianhuang Zhongyuan and other masters frowned and looked extremely shocked.

Others may not understand it, but they clearly feel it.

Ling Tian's fist intention rushed into the body of the monk Yikong and exploded in a delayed manner.

The defeat of the monk Yikong is not unfair at all.

This Ling Tian is really a surprise!

The light in Tang Qianhuang Zhongyuan and others became more and more fierce.

The stronger Ling Tian performed, the higher their expectations for the ancient Xuan Jing Jue.

In their opinion, the reason why Ling Tian performed such a brilliant performance was definitely because of the ancient Xuan Jing Jue.

Even if you are enemies of the entire world, you must get the ancient Xuan Jing Jue!

An extremely firm thought arose in the hearts of Tang Qian and others.

Ling Tian defeated the monk Yikong with one move. Although it was a trick, it was enough to make everyone pay attention to it.

The remaining three seed players, all of whom were solemn and didn't say a word.

Obviously, Ling Tian, ​​a super dark horse, shocked them.

"Next, who?"

Ling Tian held his pockets in both hands, his face casually, and spoke lazily on the stage.
Chapter completed!