It is different from Lei Yinglong, who seems to be smart but actually likes to drill through the horns.
Lin Zhong is a person who has a clear grasp of the situation.
So.
In Lei Yinglong''s stunned eyes.
He swallowed Yang Xu''s pill in one gulp——
He believed that Yangxu didn''t need to harm him in front of so many people.
The moment you take the pill.
Lin Chong immediately felt the internal organs that had suffered trauma and a lot of energy lost in his body.
It recovered in an instant!
Lin Chong''s injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"How is this possible!"
Lin Chong was shocked.
This also made him more and more shocked by Yang Xu''s identity and origin.
You know.
Even his own pill can''t repair his injury so quickly!
"Thank you, I lost!"
Lin Chong, while apologizing to Chaoyang Xu, pulled a stiff and incredible Lei Yinglong back into the crowd.
His silence made all practitioners around him look strange:
"Yangxu just... Won?"
"He didn''t even move, so he won Lin Chong again?"
"More than winning, did not see his defense skills, but also upgraded!"
Many people sighed.
Lucifer smiled bitterly and looked at Lilia nearby:
"Unexpectedly, you guessed right. This Yangxu really focuses on practicing kung fu."
Lilia''s eyes twinkled:
"Without Lei Yinglong''s kneeling, I''m afraid Yang Xu can continue to practice..."
"What a terrible guy."
Jian Xiujiang Rong''s eyes twinkled with cold light:
"I don''t know which is stronger, your defense or my attack?"
He had a hint of war.
"Hahaha! This boy is too arrogant and arrogant. He practiced Kung Fu with that guy, and he really did it. He really has a set!"
Ugly Mohan had already seen Yangxu''s plan.
At the moment, he seems a little excited:
"I''ve won 9 games, and I''m going to play against blue nine again!"
"Shall I also gather together a molecule to help Yangxu?"
Mohan has always been eccentric.
At the moment, his eyes looked at the direction of blue jiuzhong.
Blue nine heavy at the moment, his face is really a little ugly.
Yang Xu''s strength and popularity exceeded his expectations.
He didn''t expect to win nine games in a row so soon.
Unable to help it, he looked up at the sky above him:
You can''t break the connection between that thing and yourself
"I have won 9 games. If I win again, I can challenge blue jiuzhong!"
"Look, what does LAN jiuzhong do? Why does he always look up to the sky?"
Many people''s eyes looked at LAN jiuzhong one after another.
Sensing the people''s eyes, LAN jiuzhong withdrew his eyes, but his face sank slightly:
It can''t go on like this.
If Yang Xu fought ten games in a row and won ten times in a row.
When you fight with yourself again, your morale will be overwhelming.
It will waste too much time.
"We must kill the boy''s prestige and let him lose!"
With a slight twinkle in his eyes, blue jiuzhong whispered:
"I can''t care so much! Find him!"
With a flash of eyes, LAN jiuzhong looked in someone''s direction.
Mohan, who has been paying attention to blue jiuzhong, immediately saw the man.
His face sank:
"He also has something to do with LAN jiuzhong?"
"Is this to kill Yang Xu?"
At this point.
Yang Xu, who has won 9 games in a row, is getting closer and closer to challenging blue jiuzhong.
He glanced at the audience and said with great momentum:
"Who else wants to challenge me?"
There was no silence.
The practitioners did not speak one by one.
Nonsense, even if you want to challenge, it won''t be at this time.
Yangxu won 9 games in a row, and his momentum was booming. At this time, he gathered up and was beaten.
What''s more?
There''s only one game left. Yang Xu will win anyway.
At this time, it is the most difficult to challenge him!
Just when everyone thinks there is no challenge.
"Amitabha..."
A Buddha''s horn sounded, brush!
The eyes of all practitioners present looked at the ascetic monk.
The audience around turned pale one after another, and their eyes focused on the ascetic monk:
"The monk is going to do it?"
"My God, the ascetic monk, one of the five dragon heads, wants to challenge Yang Xu?"
"Shit, don''t you want to be so shameless! Isn''t it bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak with the strong?"
All the audience felt that the ascetic monk was shameless.
Even those practitioners could not help showing a trace of disdain.
The ascetic monk cultivates his heart, and his will is not generally firm.
Completely ignoring the disdain of the public, he calmly stepped out of the crowd:
"Amitabha, almsgiver Yang has fought 9 times in a row. His whole body is full of evil Qi. I''m afraid it''s not conducive to practice in the long run. My Buddha is merciful and has a fate with almsgiver Yang. If not this war, will the poor monk spend the almsgiver?"
When Yang Xu raised his eyebrows, a sneer came out on his face:
Tut Tut, look at the ascetic monk. He''s a good speaker.
Obviously, the big bully the small, but it still looks good for the sun.
At the sight of the ascetic monk''s move, Yang Xu''s heart burst into flames:
Old man, do you really think you''re ready to eat?
"If I want to challenge, I will fight. I don''t need to be so nice. Your Buddha is not very compassionate. I have no fate with you, a bald donkey. If you want to fight, just roll over. Don''t get cheap. Others are afraid of you. I''m not afraid of you."
Yang Xu stared at the ascetic monk, his disdain was not disguised, and his words were extremely spicy.
Tear up the ascetic monk''s fig leaf.
Rao is an ascetic monk with a firm mind and cultivation. At the moment, he can''t help blushing.
He secretly complained about LAN jiuzhong:
"You have given me a hard job, if not for the sake of the relic son..."
"Benefactor, don''t talk nonsense, especially have a minimum respect for my Buddha, you..."
The ascetic monk wants to retort.
Yang Xuna gave him a chance:
"Bald donkey, you''re bothering me. I just don''t like you and despise your Buddha. It''s not respected by me because you''re an old man who bullies the small..."
"You... How unreasonable!"
"I want to convert to you on behalf of my Buddha!"
Brush!
The ascetic monk, with a generous Buddha light all over his body, suddenly flew to Yangxu.
Right now.
"Ha ha ha, Yang Xu, you''re really scolding me! I''ve already seen the old bald donkey unhappy!"
A hoarse laugh, like a male duck''s voice.
Whoosh!
Mohan shot out and suddenly stopped in front of the ascetic monk:
"Get back!"
Boom!
The fighting spirit of the hidden dragon rolled and turned into a huge black animal claw and pulled it hard at the ascetic monk.
"No!"
The ascetic monk''s face changed and his whole body glittered with gold:
Boom!
He collided with Mohan''s power.
Boom, boom!
Both of them flew backwards a hundred meters away, and Mohan''s face was boiling with war.
The ascetic monk looked angry:
"Mohan, what are you doing to stop the poor monk?"