The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 151 One move to show off power, vomiting blood reappears

Murong Chuan stopped, turned around, and glared coldly. Shen Yuhang's whole body was boiling with spiritual power, and his pair of iron fists were shining brilliantly, making him look like a tiger descending the mountain.

"Mo Jia's heart-breaking fist, the tiger devours the heart!"

Shen Yuhang leaped high, his aura transformed into a fierce tiger, wrapped his figure in it, and rushed towards Murongchuan ferociously.

Murong Chuan smiled evilly, stood tall and straight, raised his right hand slightly, and hooked his four fingers upwards slightly, suddenly the wind surged and his breath suddenly changed.

The deadly sense of crisis was like the cold wind in the northern region, which made Shen Yuhang's muscles tense, and the tiger's figure shook a little, and it would almost dissipate at any time.

When he saw Murong Chuan sneer, he already felt a sense of crisis, but he didn't know where the sense of crisis was.Even though there was nothing around him, it just made him tremble.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

While his mind was spinning, Shen Yuhang suddenly came to his senses. Murongchuan had been playing tricks all along, and this time he must be bluffing.

He pressed down again, and with the force of Mount Tai, he smashed towards the calm Murong Chuan.

When he rushed seven feet in front of Murong Chuan, the deadly sense of crisis struck again, but he was unable to avoid it.The brilliance under his feet bloomed, and the invisible aura sword spun upwards, instantly crushing the phantom of the tiger.

"Ah! Damn it!"

Shen Yuhang let out a miserable howl, his arms glowed with dark green light, he hurriedly protected his chest and head, and at the same time released the magic weapon for protection, Qilu Banner.

A long cyan banner suddenly appeared, blocking Qilu Banner's body, blocking the continuous wave of spiritual energy swords.

Under the impact of the transformed spiritual energy sword wave, his figure rose from the sky, and the Qilu streamer was gradually shattered, and finally shattered into debris and fell with the wind. Shen Yuhang's whole body was covered in blood holes, and he fell to the martial arts field screaming.

Without the slightest sign, the situation of the battle was reversed instantly, and the originally bustling martial arts arena suddenly became silent.

Most of the people could see that Murong Chuan was playing, but they didn't expect Murong Chuan to be so strong, and the victory and defeat could only be determined overnight.

"This is the Heavenly Sword?"

Shang Yuyao frowned, she knew that Murong Chuan would win, but she never expected to win so neatly.

The third prince smiled and said nothing, never spoke to Shui Jianji, and said in a cold voice, "I've heard that the Tianji sword is extremely powerful, and there are few opponents in the same realm. I didn't expect the facts to be far better than the rumors."

"It's just a small Qinglian Cave. How powerful are their skills? Is it stronger than Sister Shui's Roushui Jue?"

Shang Yuyao shook her head disdainfully, and Yu Zhong also said, "It's just that the victory lies in surprise, if Shen Yuhang had prepared earlier, the outcome is not certain.

Then Murong Chuan was scheming, using sharp teeth to interfere with Shen Yuhang, and then launched a sneak attack with heavy hands. "

Shui Jianji was expressionless and silent, but the third prince waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "The reason is not important, and the process is not important. The important thing is that Murong Chuan won."

"That's not necessarily the case, Eunuch Wei has never played."

Yuzhong sneered coldly, making his handsome face look a little hideous.

Mr. Pianpian, who used to be like a banished fairy, was made into such a ghost by Murong Chuan, what else could the third prince say other than shaking his head.

"Hey? You won't be judged as a loser. It looks like you can still fight."

Murong Chuan scratched his head, looked left and right to find Eunuch Wei.Shen Yuhang roared and stood up, staring at Murong Chuan with resentment, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and blood.

The perfect victory he had expected, the heroic demeanor he had expected, disappeared without a trace under Murong Chuan's sneak attack.

Now he is a clown, a clown who has been teased and beaten.Since the referee didn't judge him as a loser and he still had the strength to fight, he naturally wanted to save face.

"Eunuch Wei is aware of the details, so he naturally knows that my injury is only a superficial injury. You mean and shameless villain, what kind of skill is sneak attack!"

Shen Yuhang raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, took out a handful of elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, his whole body bloomed with aura again.

"It's unreasonable, the rules don't allow sneak attacks, who will kindly remind you in a life-and-death fight.

If I kindly remind you that a sneak attack is coming in the next moment, you must defend yourself well, will you believe it? "

Murong Chuan pursed his lips and complained disdainfully, seeing Shen Yuhang put the elixir into his mouth, he immediately jumped up and said: "I am shameless in sneak attacks, you are not shameless in taking drugs.

Anyway, I rely on my wisdom. If you are superior to me and still take drugs to fight, aren't you afraid of being laughed to death by your classmates?

Require me with the standard of a saint, and yourself with the standard of a slut, I am shameless or you are shameless. "

Shen Yuhang's blood hadn't calmed down yet, when he heard Murongchuan's sarcasm and sarcasm, he spurted a mouthful of blood, staggered back and almost couldn't stand still.

Everyone was in an uproar again, and it was too tough to be able to vomit blood.

The foreign monks were fine. When the monks from Shuijing Academy saw Shen Yuhang vomiting blood, they all turned their heads strangely and looked at Yuzhong on the high platform.

This scene is exactly the same as Yu Zhong being vomited blood by anger, and they still vividly remember Yu Zhong's sad and haggard look.

Yu Zhong's face suddenly changed, and his slender white palms creaked the armrests of the chair.

Being angry and vomiting blood is his lifelong shame, and it is also his inner demon on the road of cultivation. If Murong Chuan cannot be cut under the sword, even if he can enter the Divine Bridge Realm, his achievements in this life will be very limited.

"Hey, it's obvious that the man was vomiting blood from anger, what do they all think of Mr. Yu?"

Shang Yuyao didn't care about Yu Zhong's face, since she found it interesting, she naturally wanted to ask and provoke her.Anyway, he is not a genius from Yushang Kingdom, so it would be even better if he could be pissed off.

Yu Zhong's face became more gloomy, the third prince waved his folding fan, and said complacently, "I don't know very well, but with Miss Shang's hearing ability, it shouldn't be too difficult to hear the gossip off the court clearly."

Although the third prince didn't mind offending Yuzhong, he was a monk in his own country after all, so he couldn't take the lead in making arrangements.Shang Yuyao and Shui Jianji also turned their heads to listen to the whispers outside the arena.

"It appeared again. I didn't expect Senior Brother Shen to escape bad luck."

"Hey, who said otherwise, this Murong Chuan is too shameless."

"Let me tell you a few people. Listening to what you said, is there anyone else who has been vomited blood by this Murong Chuan?"

"Yeah, you all look at Mr. Yu, is he that person?"

"Hush...don't talk nonsense, Mr. Yu is most jealous of this matter."

"Let's keep our voices down. I have a few spirit stones here, so I can listen to them for fun."

"It is said that Young Master Yu loves Princess Liu the most, and that Murong Chuan..."

The whispers outside the arena reached the ears of the two daughters every time. Although the plots were quite different, there was no slight difference in the matter of being angry and vomiting blood.

It sounds like the noble son is in love with Princess Jiao, but Princess Jiao only loves wretched men.After that, it is a lingering and pathetic love story written with more branches and leaves.

Regardless of the process and plot, in short, all stories have the same ending.Princess Jiao was put to sleep, and the noble young master was distraught, so there was this forced competition.

"Hehehe, so that's the case, this Murong Chuan is really a wonderful person."

After listening intently for a while, Shang Yuyao covered her mouth with a coquettish smile, and Yuzhong let out a cold snort and left with a brush of her sleeves.