Chapter 1027 Explosive performance, arousing the cheers of tens of thousands of people!

"You don't need an ancient heroic spirit, I can suppress you with one hand like this Son of God..."

Luo Yu's plain voice came from the arena and reached the ears of all the audience.

They were stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into cheers.

"I'm Zhuo! Son of God is awesome!"

"The domineering words have come to an end."

"Well, Yuwen Jackie Chan has been upset since just now. It's amazing to have strength. If you have strength, you can look down on the weak."

"Son of God **** him up, let him know what is powerful."

I have to say that Yuwen Jackie Chan's cold-blooded remarks just now really angered tens of thousands of spectators outside the venue, but they were helpless and did not even dare to refute.

Because from a certain realistic point of view, what the other party said is not unreasonable, and the **** reality is right in front of you.

It's not a question of whether you admit it or not.

The most obvious example is that Yuwen Jackie Chan can stand on the stage and unscrupulously reveal his contempt for ordinary people and the weak, but no one dares to stand up to confront him among the tens of thousands of spectators outside the arena.

Such powerlessness made the audience feel powerless and uncomfortable as if they were drowning, and their chests were depressed and panicked.

And Luo Yu's words directly helped them clear away the haze in their hearts, and they became excited.

Someone backed him up and made a difference, venting his dissatisfaction with Yuwen Jackie Chan.

Yuwen Jackie grinned when Luo Yu said that he would not use the ancient heroic spirit.

"No way!"

"Son of God, you don't really have an advantage. Don't Liu fight with me and my Yuwen Chengdu alone?"

Luo Yu looked at him calmly, without speaking.

The smile on Yuwen Jackie's face faded away.

"are you serious."

"It seems that our Lord Shenzi is still warm-hearted. I really didn't expect you to be willing to stand up for the weak."

"Is it because of what I just said?"

Luo Yu said slowly: "Don't add so much drama to yourself, it's just to see you unhappy."

"I don't like it?" Yuwen Jackie looked surprised.

"The son of God beats people, and the reason is because they are unhappy." Luo Yu said casually.

Yuwen Jackie finally laughed, very loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"My son of God, if you really summon a god-level ancient heroic spirit to fight with me, I really feel a little timid in my heart. I have to admit this."

"But you plan to give up your strengths and fight with me. I have to say that this decision is really too stupid, too stupid to understand."

"I believe you must also know how big the gap is between having ancient heroic spirits and not having ancient heroic spirits."

"And if I heard you right, you said you want to deal with me with one hand?" Yuwen Jackie had a funny expression on his face: "Master Shenzi imagined himself too strong, or imagined me too weak?"

Yuwen Jackie Chan's expression changed, gloomy like water.

"Are you insulting me?"

Luo Yu shook his head.

"I'm not insulting you."

"I just... don't think highly of you at all."

"Boom"

The figure behind Yuwen Jackie Chan exudes terrifying coercion, and the thick breath of phoenix wings made of gold and silver makes the air vibrate and buzz.

Under the blessing of General Tianbao, the second most powerful general of the Sui Dynasty, the muscles of his whole body were twisted and bulged, full of explosive power.

"Master Shenzi, you will pay the price for your underestimation of the enemy. Unless you repent of what you just said, you will soon be knocked off the ring by me."

Luo Yu didn't move where he was, with a calm expression, just hooked his fingers.

Yuwen Jackie Chan's eyes were bloodshot.

There was a roaring voice in my heart.

He was not convinced, he was not convinced at all by Luo Yu, the son of God.

I feel that Luo Yu is just a lucky guy who has won the favor of the gods and is purely relying on the blessings of the gods.

Otherwise, it would never be his opponent.

Now that Luo Yu does not summon the ancient heroic spirit, it just gives him this opportunity to prove himself. He is Yuwen Jackie Chan, and he will never be weaker than others in his life!

"You don't need to join hands, I will surely capture the Son of God in this state!"

Yuwen Jackie coincided with General Tianbao behind him, his body and soul merged into one, and his figure skyrocketed, as if he had turned into a little giant holding phoenix wings and gold-plated iron. Every time he trampled on it, the alloy ring under his feet trembled slightly, and he quickly approached Luo Yu. Zhun Luo Yu's shoulder fell down.

The four martial arts examinees who had just been bullied out of the stage pursed their lips tightly, their eyes full of jealousy.

Fortunately, if I encountered such an attack just now, I am afraid that my whole body will be bombed in an instant, and there is no way to survive.

Such a domineering attack, can the Son of God who does not summon the ancient heroic spirit catch it?

The audience sat up straight, not saying a word, not even willing to blink, for fear of missing any details of the confrontation.

"The Son of God is a little too big."

Li Mushen stood there, commenting in a low voice.

"It's normal for this guy's strength to skyrocket ten times when he is united with Yuwencheng's human spirit. Regardless of skills, pure strength has reached a terrifying level."

Huo Tongtian nodded to express his approval.

As we all know, there is a huge difference in strength between the presence and absence of ancient heroic spirits.

Diao Lingluo's beautiful eyes were piercing, and she felt that since Luo Yu said that, he must have such confidence.

In Luo Yu's eyes, she couldn't see the slightest timidity, only high-spirited.

Full of self-confidence.

Lu Chan opened her lips and commented:

"It's really kind!"

"Boom"

Yuwen Jackie Chan, who turned into a little giant, had already approached and smashed out the heavy weapon, while Luo Yu froze in place as if frightened, without moving.

Yuwen Jackie smirked.

"You are too big, really!"

"Ah."

Luo Yu dismissed it, raised one hand, and supported it upwards.

"Clang!"

The palms of the palms collided with the gold-plated phoenix wings, and there was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and air explosions exploded from the collision.

"what?"

The audience stood up in shock, unable to sit still.

The expressions of Li Mushen, Huo Tongtian and others also changed.

"Catch it with one hand?"

"That swing probably had a force of tens of thousands of catties, so you just use your body to block it?"

"impossible!"

Yuwen Chenglong's eyeballs bulged, and he didn't expect that Luo Yu would casually catch his charged blow in this way.

"I do not believe!"

Yuwen Chenglong raised the phoenix wings gilded iron, and used the boring method inherited by the heroic spirits. Countless boring shadows appeared on the ring, with thousands of boring shadows, and swung at Luo Yu.

"It's a bit worse."

Luo Yu shook his head, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand kept clapping out.

"Clang clang clang!"

A series of sounds of gold and iron clanging made all the audience dumbfounded.

"This"

"How is this..."

"This is outrageous!"

Yuwen Jackie Chan's boring technique is exquisite, few of the tens of thousands of spectators present can see the boring shadow clearly, naturally they cannot deny the opponent's strength, but they can't see clearly the speed of Luo Yu's one-arm dancing, every time The chirping sound indicated that Luo Yu must have caught it.

This is just too scary.

You have to know that Luo Yu hasn't summoned the ancient heroic spirit yet, so he can fight Yuwen Jackie Chan who is going all out with one hand?

"impossible!"

Yuwen Jackie is like a ghost, he is very clear about the power of his thirty-six-way boring method, ordinary martial arts candidates can't catch even a single move, this guy seems to have seen through his boring method directly, and defends every time Just right.

Eyesight so strong?

What was even more frightening was that Yuwen Jackie couldn't understand how the other party dared to pick up his weapon with his hands!

Are you really not afraid of being hammered to pieces?

In fact, Luo Yu's palm was intact, but Yuwen Jackie Chan already felt a tingling pain in his hand, and it was really numb.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth, venting his spiritual power crazily.

So many people are watching, if he can't even defeat such a son of God, then he will be completely reduced to a laughing stock in the future.

Yuwen Jackie had a ferocious expression, gritting his teeth, but Luo Yu was always smiling, relaxed and freehand.

The violent attack like a storm didn't seem to bring him the slightest bit of pressure.

"Clang clang clang!"

The offensive continues.

Luo Yu took the hand behind his back to the front, and gave a hutch.

This shocked the people watching the game even more.

Yuwen Jackie Chan can make countless mistakes, but as long as Luo Yu makes one mistake, he will be smashed, how can he still have this kind of leisure and elegance?

This is really not treating Yuwen Jackie Chan as a human being.

"what!"

Yuwen Jackie let out a furious roar, his bulging muscles glowed red, and his blood vessels seemed to burst open.

Strength and speed have been raised to the extreme.

The whole person turned into a phantom.

The power of every move and style has been increased by more than several times, and the strong wind brought up is like a wave and slaps around.

The audience exclaimed again.

But it wasn't because of Yuwen Jackie Chan, but Luo Yu's speed was also accelerating, maintaining the same speed as his opponent.

It seems that as fast as you are, I will be as fast as you are.

"He's playing!" Lu Chan said.

"Yes, he is playing Yuwen Jackie Chan." Li Mushen frowned, full of solemnity: "I had already imagined that the Son of God was terrible, but I didn't expect to underestimate it in the end."

"It is estimated that Yuwen Jackie Chan's mentality is about to collapse." Diao Lingluo didn't show any fear, but chuckled lightly.

"What are you barking at?"

Luo Yu plucked his ears again, full of annoyance at Yuwen Jackie Chan's roar.

"boom!"

With a precise slap, Yuwen Chenglong's mouth burst instantly, and a large amount of blood flowed out, splashed in the air, and flowed on the double handles of the weapon.

I couldn't hold the weapon steadily, and almost flew out of my hand.

"That's it?"

Luo Yu shook his head and smiled disdainfully.

"I haven't exerted my strength yet, you are going to fall down?"

Yuwen Jackie's hands trembled, his back felt cold, and an indescribable fear surged deep in his heart, that is, what kind of strength this guy possesses.

"Aren't you afraid to make a move?"

"So you have to know where the superiority is reflected."

The disdain on Luo Yu's face was even worse, which deeply hurt Yuwen Jackie's heart.

His burly and magnified body, dragging the phoenix wings and gold-plated iron, scratched a series of sparks on the alloy ground, and strode forward.

The moment the opponent swung the weapon, Luo Yu stretched out two fingers, and directly held the falling phoenix wings against the gold-plated phoenix.

Can't make any progress at all.

He shrank his fingers and flicked them.

"Clang!"

Yuwen Jackie let out a low moan in pain, the tiger's mouth was torn open, and blood continued to ooze and drip.

The entire phoenix wings gilded with gold blasted out, fell out, and smashed a big hole in the solid alloy ground, enough to show the weight of the weapon.

And Luo Yu stomped on his feet and leaped into the air.

The arm retracted, and a slap was thrown out, directly hitting Yuwen Jackie Chan's frightened and panicked face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp and extremely crisp voice resounded through the arena.

Yuwen Jackie Chan's face deformed and distorted in an instant, and his whole body was instantly twisted in the air by this big brat, and he flew far away, and fell under the ring like a tattered sack, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Luo Yu did such a feat, but turned his eyes away, and didn't look at Yuwen Jackie again.

Looked down at Yuwen Jackie Chan's hand.

Obviously there was no blood and it was clean, but he said it was "dirty".

The murderous remarks directly caused Yuwen Jackie Chan, who was severely injured in the audience, to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was weak.

"Wow-"

The whole stadium exploded directly.

Looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief, no words can describe their shock at this moment.

"I thought that Yuwen Jackie Chan was already fierce enough. After all, he was a one-to-nine existence before, so he was blown up?"

"Ah...you can't even catch a slap from Lord Shenzi?"

"Why don't you pick it up and try?"

"Eh... Forget it, let's just play tricks."

"Sure enough, it depends on Shenzi to pretend to be aggressive. What is this Yuwen Jackie, isn't he awesome just now?"

"Yeah, I still look down on other warriors, so I'm just the same."

"Now Yuwen Jackie Chan is not important anymore. The scary thing is, what is the strength of Lord Shenzi? Isn't it not long before he awakened the ancient heroic spirit? Why is he so scary?"

"Is it so terrifying without relying on ancient heroic spirits?"

At this time, the most fortunate people were the nine martial arts candidates who had been eliminated by Luo Yu.

They were full of tears, as if they had saved their lives.

"I thought that Lord Shenzi beat us too hard and didn't give us any face. It turned out that he kept his hand after all."

"Is that keeping your hands? That is keeping our lives."

"No! You have to beat the one who said it badly. You mocked Nima earlier, do you think you can do it?"

As a result, the eight martial arts examinees searched all over the place again, filled with indignation, and beat the person who persuaded Luo Yu to beat him seriously again.

Yuwen Jackie got up with the help of the staff in the arena. His face was already purple and swollen, and he looked extremely miserable.

He looked at Luo Yu on the ring in fear.

"You... how can you have such strength."

"Is there such a combat power without summoning ancient heroic spirits?"

"I do not believe!"

Luo Yu cast his gaze over, sneered and said:

"Rubbish."

"Not worthy of my speech."

Jackie Chan's chest was blocked.

Because he said this to others just now, and now he is returning it.

The audience breathed out and felt comfortable.

Looking at the unwilling Yuwen Jackie Chan, Luo Yu's eyes showed pity, and he said coldly:

"No way, you don't think this young master is stronger than ancient heroic spirits, do you?"

"too naive!"

"The one who is strong is this young master."

"I am not strong because of the ancient heroic spirits, but because I am strong, the ancient heroic spirits chose me."

Luo Yu doesn't know how other people's ancient heroic spirits came from, but if Luo Yu didn't have more than ten years of painstaking practice, he would become Wanhua Dao Yinjue.

Then it would be impossible to absorb the group of golden suns in the blue stone lotus sky, let alone possess any ancient heroic spirits.

Not everyone deserves to have a god-level ancient heroic spirit!

(end of this chapter)