Chapter 1182 (2/2)
Ye Chen is to see with relish, one side of Yuan Yaoyao secretly despise.
”Fool, you are so absorbed in such a game. If you wait for grandfather Jiang to make a move, you will be surprised!”
Her heart is more and more excited, but Jiang grandfather does not play, she does not want to talk.
After all, there was a victory or defeat in the contest. Soon one of the golden elites was knocked off the stage, but the competition did not stop. A new face appeared on the stage again and continued to fight with the winner of the previous game.
After an hour of such repetition, the four heavenly kings showed a look of impatience, but no one was willing to do it first.
Tang Junyi looks at Ye Chen, and ye Chen nods gently. He immediately understands.
”Li Tianjun, please do it. We don't have to waste any more time!”
He said to the young man with a sick face.
The young man looked contemptuously at the stage and nodded.
The winner on the stage is a high-level true king who has been regarded as a rare master in the free practice. However, the figure of Master Li moved, and the whole person was like a streamer to break through the space and appear in the arena.What's the speed?
Many of the audience are cold in heart and hair, and the cold sweat of the real gentleman on the field has gone down his cheek.
Li Tianjun cold voice way: ”you are not my opponent, own end it, lest I hit too heavy, abandoned you.”
Although the real king was frightened, how could he be insulted like this? He rushed to Li Tianjun's head with a fist full of genuine Qi.
”Hum!”
With a sneer on his face, Li Tianjun made a fist and collided with the real gentleman's fist.
”Click!”
Hearing only the sound of the crack, the player suddenly flew back and landed heavily outside the stone platform. One arm had been completely deformed, and he could not help crying at the edge of the court.
”Too weak. Come on, next one!”
Li Tianjun stood with his hands down, a master style, which made the audience smack their tongue.
”This young man should be a member of Tang Junyi, right? It's really good. One punch will kill the opponent. ”
”It's worthy of being invited by Tang Tianjun. Is there anyone else who can overcome it?”
”That's not true. The other three are not playing yet.”
People's whispers reached yuan Yaoyao's ears, she looked at the old man surnamed Jiang.
”Grandfather Jiang, how is this man better than you?”
The old man with the surname Jiang stroked his beard with a light smile: ”it's just a peak of a young baby. It's just an instant to crush him!”
Hearing the reply of the old man surnamed Jiang, Yuan Yaoyao showed a satisfied smile.
She was just a little monk in the state of cultivation. Naturally, she couldn't see the depth of Li Tianjun on the stage. However, she was quite relieved when an old man named Jiang spoke.
”With grandfather Jiang here, it's a certainty that my yuan family won the championship this time!”
When she turned her head, she almost lost her nose.
Ye Chen closed his eyes and even breathed.
”This guy is asleep?”