Gao Wu: My Dragon Valley System

Chapter 162 Let’s die together!
In the martial arts arena, the battle between Huo Yuanhao and Huang Huihong has reached a fever pitch.

Both of them looked somewhat miserable at this moment.

One of Huo Yuanhao's arms drooped limply.

Huang Huihong had a limp in one of his legs.

"It's so intense!"

"Tsk! It has come to this."

"Who can tell that these two people have broken arms and legs?"

"It has come to this point, but you can still move so quickly."

"Hey! The fight next to us is even more fierce! Song Wenyuan has started to slaughter his opponent again! Look, look!"

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the audience.

When everyone heard these voices, they all looked towards the other side of the training ground.

And this look.

They just happened to see Song Wenyuan tearing off half of Zhang Haoting's arm.

The blood splashed and turned into red spots all over the sky and dissipated.

Zhang Haoting's face turned pale and he kept backing away.

"Ah, you're still so lively."

“It’s a bit of an eyesore.”

Song Wenyuan's figure once again took strange steps and came to Zhang Haoting's side like a ghost, his finger pointing at Zhang Haoting's thigh.

“Let’s start with that!”

As he spoke, a stream of black energy condensed from his fingertips.

At this time, Zhang Haoting shouted loudly, swung his remaining arm violently, clenched one hand into a fist, and lightning poured into his fist, hitting Song Wenyuan's face.

Bang!
However, with a dull thud, the fist that was wrapped in domineering thunder was still easily caught by Song Wenyuan.

"Hey! I forgot. We agreed to remove the arm first and then the leg."

After he finished speaking, Song Wenyuan still had a smile on his face and began to exert force with his hands.

Zhang Haoting felt a chill in his heart.

Song Wenyuan is really not normal, this person is simply a little twisted.

The other party's tactics made him angry.

"If you want to unload it, then I'll give it to you!"

The lightning in Zhang Haoting's eyes burst out as if it were real, and the lightning surged wildly, starting from Zhang Haoting's body and flowing towards his arms.

Song Wenyuan's expression slightly condensed.

Suddenly, Zhang Haoting's arm burst into dazzling lightning!
boom!
A huge roar was heard and lightning exploded.

A figure was blown away in a mess, with black smoke coming out of his body.

"It's Song Wenyuan!"

"He was actually knocked back!"

"What just happened?"

"Well...it seems that it was Zhang Haoting who blew up his arm, which caused Song Wenyuan to suffer a setback."

"Wow! Is this true? Then he is not..."

Everyone couldn't believe it.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Haoting still refused to give up.

But, in this case, wouldn’t Zhang Haoting only have two legs left?

The thunder dispersed.

Everyone's eyes were focused there.

But they didn't see Zhang Haoting!

"Gone!"

"Where did you go? Where's Zhang Haoting?"

"Was it blown up?"

On the field, Song Wenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual sense swept across, but he did not sense Zhang Haoting's figure.

When his spiritual awareness expanded again, he suddenly raised his head and saw Zhang Haoting jumping high in the air.

"Oh! This is what they call a desperate dog jumping over the wall, right?"

Song Wenyuan's face gradually turned cold.

Black true energy condensed in his palm, and then he slapped Zhang Haoting.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Junmo's expression changed slightly.

Because of Song Wenyuan's palm.

It reminded him of the palm strike from the judge before.

Gao Shengzhong almost died because of that palm strike. He was deeply impressed!
"how can that be possible?"

The strength of that judge was very strong. He was clearly in the Soul Refining Realm, and the impact he brought to Zhang Junmo was even greater than that of a Jindan Realm expert!
At this time, Zhang Junmo noticed Song Wenyuan's hair.

Gray hair.

Memories of that night flashed back in my mind.

He clearly remembered that the so-called judge had gray hair!

Coupled with Song Wenyuan's pale skin and the cold aura lingering around his body, he was very similar to that judge.

Zhang Junmo shook his head gently and dispelled these thoughts.

He felt that he was thinking too much.

This Song Wenyuan is indeed very strange and very strong.

But he shouldn't be the judge.

If it is him, then what is the point of him participating in this competition?

There is no need to compete in this competition.

Under the power of will, all the participating students could not withstand any of his punches.

Zhang Junmo had no doubt about this.

Of course, all this was just Zhang Junmo's momentary thought.

In the martial arts arena, the black palm print fell on Zhang Haoting's body and immediately exploded.

Many people feel regretful and sad.

"ended."

In a stand in the audience auditorium.

The middle-aged man standing next to Liu Qingcang sighed softly.

He thought the young man named Zhang Haoting was pretty good.

He practices two systems at the same time, and his supernatural power is a rare and powerful thunder system.

Despite his young age, his supernatural powers have already broken through to the mid-E level.

It's really remarkable.

It’s just that the opponent is more skilled and stronger.

So far, Song Wenyuan has not shown his true strength.

Just by looking, even his eyesight at the Nascent Soul stage would find it difficult to judge.

Unless you use your spiritual sense to investigate.

However, this kind of thing is generally taboo. As a senior, it is naturally impossible for him to take advantage of others' competition to explore the true strength of a junior.

"Maybe it won't be over so soon!"

Liu Qingcang's eyes moved slightly, and he stared at the field with a little interest.

"Is there any reversal?"

The middle-aged man was also surprised, and then looked towards the martial arts arena.

Then he saw a figure wrapped in lightning rushing out from the black air.

The figure's appearance could not be seen clearly under the lightning, but it could be vaguely seen that it had no arms.

Everyone knows that this is Zhang Haoting!

At this moment, he was like a cannonball, smashing directly towards Song Wenyuan.

When Song Wenyuan saw this scene, he inexplicably felt a trace of anger in his heart.

"Why are you people so stubborn and unwilling to face the reality?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his arm and a black light condensed at his fingertips.

"Die!"

When he pointed his finger upwards, it almost touched the forehead of Zhang Haoting who was falling from mid-air.

The black light was about to explode in the next moment.

However, Song Wenyuan saw through the dazzling lightning that a smile appeared on Zhang Haoting's cold face.

"Let's die together!"

As Zhang Haoting's voice fell, time seemed to stand still.

Inexplicably, everyone's breathing subconsciously slowed down.

I saw that the lightning on Zhang Haoting's body suddenly shrank!

As the lightning light shrank, Song Wenyuan's pupils also shrank.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly burst out in his heart!
This was the first time he felt a sense of crisis during the game!
At that moment, all the lightning on Zhang Haoting's body seemed to be restrained or even disappeared.

But in the next moment!
Suddenly, a transparent lightning shield spread out, covering an area of ​​several meters.

And then, a terrifying lightning exploded, and the formed thunder raged wildly, filling the thunder shield in an instant!
Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Even the middle-aged man in the Nascent Soul stage in the stands was a little dazed.

"He...actually blew himself up!"

(End of this chapter)