Chapter 89 Victory
At this time, Wang Yao, who was passively being beaten, also discovered that the palm prints coming at him seemed to be crisper and there seemed to be a more energetic breath in them.
Now he had to use all his strength to hit back punch after punch, and his booming fists withstood the force that was getting stronger and stronger.
Bu Qianjue brought the giant spirit's mental method to its fullest potential. At this moment, he grasped the essence of the giant spirit for the first time, and the force of each palm strike was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
There is no way. When people are forced into desperate situations, more potential will always be stimulated.
Even though Wang Yao had the Five Elements Internal Qi which provided good defense, he was still shocked to the point of bleeding from the corners of his mouth. The speed at which his Wood Element Qi could recover could not keep up with the internal injuries he had suffered.
Bu Qianjue's hair was disheveled, his face looked crazy, and wisps of white mist were emanating from his head. His life force had been fully stimulated.
If he could strike out three more times at most, he would die suddenly, even if he didn't want to strike out and squander his vitality.
But secret techniques are secret techniques. They are powerful but also have certain side effects. At this point he can no longer reverse the situation. If he stops, he will die immediately.
Unless Wang Yao is killed by Bu Qianjue's palm, this strange secret technique will drain him dry.
With one palm, Bu Qianjue pushed Wang Yao back three steps, and his face turned red due to the blood.
With two palm strikes, Wang Yao retreated five steps. The force was greater than anything Wang Yao had ever seen in his life. Bu Qianjue's ruddy face suddenly lost its color.
After three palm strikes, Bu Qianjue's face showed despair, but he did not strike Wang Yao with these palm strikes, but instead struck the crowd of people from the Juling Pavilion below the stage.
He knew that even if this palm hit Wang Yao, it would not necessarily do anything to Wang Yao, and it was not as good as the revenge for Hua Juling's fraud.
"Hua Juling, fuck your grandma, you dare to cheat me, I will die with my eyes open!" An angry roar accompanied by Hua Juling's peak palm, shocked Hua Juling.
Facing this palm that covered the sky and crushed the earth, Hua Juling mustered all his strength and joined forces with several elders to resist.
However, is it so easy to resist the peak palm of the fifty-two masters on the Xuan List? Except for Hua Juling, the other people all flew backwards.
Many disciples who came to watch but were not yet at the first level were killed on the spot by the aftermath, and those who had reached the first level also fell to the ground, pale and barely breathing.
However, several elders took a few steps back, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then stopped, without suffering serious internal injuries.
Because Hua Juling took most of the damage, but he was also seriously injured at this time. He stood still, with his blood and qi fluctuating steadily.
He racked his brains but couldn't figure out why Hua Juling, who was in the advantageous position, suddenly died and even hit them with a palm.
Bu Qianjue said that the reason he died with regrets was that he thought Hua Juling had deceived him, and that he had hired him to beat up a young boy by relying on his friendship and a high price.
The young man who beat him to death was either deceiving him or something else. It would be strange if he didn't hit him to vent his anger in the end.
The rapid changes on the field shocked everyone in the Kuanglang Gang, and they had no idea what was going on.
However, they saw one thing clearly: the fifty-second person on the Xuan List actually died like this, and in the end he even slapped his own people.
"Brother Bian is so awesome!"
"Xiaojiu, you are so awesome!"
"Long live the Master!"
The numerous disciples made Wang Yao feel a little embarrassed, and he could only cough a few times to calm them down.
"Please, who is the next one, Pavilion Master Hua?" Wang Yao called two disciples of the Kuanglang Gang to carry Bu Qianjue's body away, and asked Hua Juling jokingly.
Hua Juling's mouth trembled, not knowing what to say in response. He glanced at the elders.
Several elders retreated in fear. Wouldn’t they die if they went up now?
Moreover, after Hua Juling invited Bu Qianjue, there was no mention of arranging a third person, and everyone thought that there was no need for a third person to play.
Hua Juling sighed. He knew that he was the only one who went up today. Otherwise, if he pushed people up to die, there would be no need for Juling Pavilion to exist in the future.
"Hahahaha, okay, Bian Jiu, let me fight with you personally to settle the feud between our two families!" Hua Juling pretended to be generous and jumped onto the stage.
But everyone in the audience could hear the unwillingness and sorrow in his voice. Hua Juling simply did not have the confidence to fight Wang Yao.
Hua Juling was not originally called this name. Since he led the Juling Pavilion to rise, he has been respected by people in the martial arts world and was given the name of a sect.
Hua Juling loved Juling Pavilion deeply and wanted to build it well, so he changed his name to Hua Juling, which was also a recognition of him.
Without Hua Juling, how many people would know the name of Juling Pavilion? Today, for the sake of the sect's face, he had to put himself in a dead end.
Hua Juling on the stage roared and used the secret method of Juling Pavilion. His body suddenly became bigger, his skin cracked and blood oozed out.
But apart from being stronger, what's the use? Wang Yao snorted coldly, flashed, and punched directly on Hua Juling's bulging chest.
"Bang!" Hua Juling's internal organs were all broken, a muffled sound was heard in his body, and his life was destroyed by Wang Yao's punch.
Hua Juling gave a bitter smile and slowly fell down, looking at Wang Yao with eyes full of pleading.
Wang Yao understood what he meant and decided not to pursue the sins of others in the future.
Of course, in fact, the hundreds of people who deserved to die had all been crushed to death one by one by Wang Yao, so at this time Wang Yao looked at the strong man in front of him who had dedicated himself to the sect and nodded.
"Wow, Pavilion Master!" There was a sudden cry of despair all around, and the cries of everyone in the Giant Spirit Pavilion rang out.
Their omnipotent Pavilion Master, the Pavilion Master who led the Juling Pavilion to rise, Hua Juling is dead.
He was killed by the man in front of him, Bian Jiu, who shattered their hopes.
Some of the reckless disciples had red eyes and petitioned the elders who were still present to surround and kill these people from the Kuanglang Gang.
Yan Wu jumped onto the high platform and stared indifferently at the chaotic Juling Pavilion, which made several elders break out in sweat.
One of the oldest elders slapped the rude disciple in the face and asked him to leave.
The elders also came to Yan Wu and whispered a few words, then carried Hua Juling back to the crowd.
Yan Wu then took out the arbitration order from Wang Yao and the others and said loudly, "I declare that the winner of this arbitration is the Kuanglang Gang. The Juling Pavilion must completely withdraw from the Kuanglang Gang's territory before sunset today."
Everyone in the Kuanglang Gang, big and small, even Zhang Yun, cheered. They won.
Under the leadership of the elders, the Juling Pavilion respectfully accepted the order, left behind the necessary personnel to evacuate, and carried the three bodies out the door.
Yan Wu looked at the backs of the group of people and threatened them: "If you are unwilling to give up, you can try to challenge the authority of the Wubu Division!"
Everyone staggered, not daring to look back, and left in shame.
"Thank you." Wang Yao walked to Yan Wu and whispered.
Yan Wu rolled her eyes and said, "You think you're from the Bai Gang? Humph, go and appease them first."
Wang Yao nodded, walked over to the crowd of the Cheering Waves Gang, and shouted, "What's going on? Didn't you bring any of your things? I was planning on staying here tonight."
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