Zhutian Animation: Wu Ji

The Ultimate Anime Martial Art Chapter 56

"Puff!"

Tang Wenlong rolled continuously in mid-air, barely twisting his body and landing on the ground, his only hand was holding his chest and spouting a large mouthful of blood. There was obviously a blood clot in the dark purple blood. internal injury.

However, Tang Wenlong did not despair, because the poison on his body had been released, and it would be difficult for Zhang Chulan to want to get close.

"Damn! Zhang Chulan cheated! He can't have such strength! This doesn't want Bilian's thing! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

At this moment, the dwarf who was initially pretended to be forced by Zhang Chulan suddenly jumped out, and the red eyes were about to rush down the stage, which was obviously stimulated by Zhang Chulan's performance.

The people in Longhushan had long expected that this dwarf would cause trouble. After all, the dwarf had already rushed down to the venue once, so he had arranged two disciples to look at him. People's attention was attracted to the past, and the dwarf was so sudden that the two disciples of Longhushan couldn't react enough, so he rushed down.

The dwarf in front of him was about to cross the auditorium. At this moment, Li Jie moved and opened the instant step directly. He immediately came to the dwarf, using his joint skills to directly press the dwarf to the ground.

"Damn it! Bastard! You let me go!!! You and Zhang Chulan are in the same group! Zhang Chulan can't have such strength, he is fighting a fake match, I want to expose his ugly face!"

The dwarf was struggling constantly on the ground, his eyes were red, looking at Zhang Chulan off the court, struggling frantically.

"Calm down!"

"Boom!"

Li Jie's eyes stood up when he heard what the dwarf said. After making a violent shout, Li Jie directly removed the two shoulders of the dwarf.

"what!!!"

The sharp pain in the joint made the dwarf let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground and kept rolling.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry, it was our mistake."

At this moment, the two Taoist priests ran over with a look of apologetic expression, and raised the rolling dwarf to support.

"Boom!"

Li Jie shook his head when he heard that it was okay, and then helped the dwarf connect his arm.

After the crisp sound of bone rubbing sounded, the dwarf stopped crying. Although his shoulder still hurts now, this kind of pain is already within the acceptable range.

At the same time, the severe pain calmed him down, but he was still waiting for Li Jie with red eyes. If his eyes could kill people, Li Jie would have been battered.

"Huh! What? Not convinced? Do you feel very wronged?"

Li Jie asked with a cold snort when he saw this.

"You wait! Sooner or later I will expose your true colors and let the world see your ugly faces!"

The dwarf looked at Li Jie with resentment, gritted his teeth and said.

"Ugly? You should take a look at your ugly face first! Short-sighted! Why do you think Zhang Chulan has no strength? Have you ever seen him really shoot? What's wrong with preserving strength and pretending to be a pig and a tiger? If Zhang Chulan Without real strength, people have long been cleaned up, and can still live to this day? Don't be stupid and treat everyone as idiots, short-sighted! It's ridiculous!"

Li Jie almost yelled at these words. The dwarf wanted to refute after listening, but he couldn't open his mouth. At the same time, the audience fell into a strange peace. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, look. Xiang Zhang Chulan's expression gradually became complicated.

"Okay, take him back to his seat, he shouldn't disrupt the game anymore, let him open his dog eyes and take a good look, the game is about to end!"

Li Jie looked at Zhang Chulan, who was constantly shining with electricity, and said.

"Yes! Uncle Master!"

The two Longhushan disciples brought the dwarf back to his seat, and Li Jie also returned to his position.

Turning his gaze back on the field, Tang Wenlong, who was seriously injured, suddenly slapped the small bag on his waist. In an instant, dense steel needles appeared in front of him, and each steel needle was shining with a dark purple light, obviously. It is highly toxic.

"Zhang Chulan! I admit that everyone, including me, underestimated you, but that's all for you! Let's end it! Rainstorm Lihuazhen!"

Tang Wenlong yelled, and the poisonous gun shot those steel needles out of his body, as if overwhelmingly attacked Zhang Chulan.

"Yeah, it should be over."

Faced with an attack like Tang Wenlong, Zhang Chulan mumbled very indifferently.

"Cracking!"

As Zhang Chulan's voice just fell, blue electric lights flashed around Tang Wenlong, including the entire arena. The steel needles in the sky were also affected by the electric lights, and they fell weakly to the ground.

"what!!!"

Tang Wenlong was wrapped in the electric light and uttered a very screaming scream. When the electric light dissipated, Tang Wenlong had fallen to the ground in pitch black and weak.

"This is so much stronger than before! I actually defeated Tang Wenlong in an instant!"

Feng Xingtong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself in shock.

"No! Zhang Chulan's strength is not much stronger than Tang Wenlong!"

Feng Zhenghao looked at Zhang Chulan who was walking away from the arena and shook his head.

"what?"

Feng Xing Tong couldn't help being stunned.

"Tang Wenlong is in love, so he was brought into his rhythm by Zhang Chulan from the beginning. It was like two cars with the same performance. One started slowly, while the other had full power in an instant, but if it weren't for Zhang Chulan's previous games Tang Wenlong will not have a wrong impression of him. It can be said that all competitions from the beginning of the conference to the present have been conducted in accordance with Zhang Chulan's rhythm."

"This kid! It's so surprising every time!"

Feng Zhenghao said with approval.

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"Brother! Slow down!"

"Can't be slow! Lao Lu's slap can't slow down!"

"Then you put me down! Lao Lu wants to smoke you! What's up to me?"

"Good boy! Don't talk about friendship at all! I will sacrifice you as a hidden weapon for a while!"

"Niubi! Stop! Zhang Zhiwei! Stop for me!"

At this time, Li Jie suddenly heard a panic sound not far away. He heard the reputation and found that the old heavenly master was pushing the uncle Jinzhong who was sitting in a wheelchair, running frantically, at a speed of one hundred. How much I stepped forward, sparks appeared in the wheelchair, and the old man Lu Jin was chasing after the heavenly master and the others, it was the speed of life and death for the elderly!

"Jie Li Jie, I can't move! I have to put the bill on your old messy head!"

"Lao Lu, you're over a hundred years old! What kind of bastard! Have a face!"

"No more! I will also learn from your apprentice!"

Li Jie heard the conversations of a few old men, and couldn't think of what it was. He was really a fool. He quickly lowered his head and kept meditating in his heart: "You can't see me! Can't see me! Can't see me!"

"Good boy! You are here!"