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644 The Mustard
The appearance of Huo Mingyao caught the attention of the white-haired old man. To his surprise, Huo Mingyao's body was surrounded by faint black air.
He could see the blackness very clearly.
The existence of those black qi also made it impossible for him to see Huo Mingyao's true strength.
"Who is this guy?"
The white-haired old man saw Huo Mingyao asking the middle-aged man beside him.
"It's just a collateral disciple, why is the third master interested in him?"
The middle-aged man answered in surprise when he heard Mr. Huo ask.
"Maybe it's just a mistake."
Huo Sanye "Linglingling" shifted his gaze to the middle of the ring.
At this time, Huo Mingyao was burning with anger in his heart.
No matter who he is fighting against this time, he will defeat the opponent without hesitation.
With a crisp bang, Huo Mingyao's match officially started.
The first match against Huo Mingyao was only a collateral disciple.
That collateral disciple roared and rushed towards Huo Mingyao, his fists were like a strong wind, and with bursts of piercing sound, he attacked Huo Mingyao.
The body in the air twisted in a very exaggerated way, and the fist of his right hand was hidden behind him at this moment.
The people in the auditorium were also very surprised when they saw the moves of this collateral disciple. As a collateral disciple, "It's unexpected for them to be able to play such a Zhang Shi.
But it was a pity that he was facing Huo Mingyao.
Huo Mingyao didn't even move his body on the spot, turned slightly sideways, his left hand turned into a fist and rushed towards the fist in front of him.
boom!
With a crisp sound, the hand of the collateral disciple who was fighting against Huo Mingyao was broken in a very exaggerated way.
The entire right hand is already out of shape, and this circle also contains all his history.
But after hitting all of Huo Mingyao's fists, he was shocked to find that Huo Mingyao's fist was as hard as a diamond, and it was not something he could defeat at all.
Huo Mingyao's blow did not fight back in time after it achieved its effect.
Instead, he stood in place and looked at the collateral disciples in front of him, and there was a trace of sympathy in his cold eyes.
They are also collateral disciples, Huo Mingyao naturally knows how uncomfortable it is to be a collateral disciple, and the pain and tribulations that need to be experienced are unimaginable for ordinary people.
So the reason why Huo Mingyao didn't fight back is precisely because he came to the present with the same identity.
"Give up, you won't be my opponent."
Huo Mingyao said.
He didn't want the collateral disciple who was fighting against him to be injured because of this match, so he also admonished him.
After listening to Huo Mingyao's words, the collateral disciple let out a roar. Originally, his right hand was broken, but his left hand swung towards Huo Mingyao fiercely with the greatest strength.
At this moment, his figure also twisted suddenly.
Huo Mingyao was a little surprised when he saw the scene in front of him. Although the proving guy who fought against him was average in strength, his agility and positioning were still commendable. To be able to practice at this level, one must have been on a normal day. I worked hard.
This is also one of the reasons why Huo Mingyao didn't take the ruthless action for a long time.
Putting him behind him, he kept waving Huo Mingyao with his left hand, and his feet were flexible like a snake, constantly changing positions, looking for Huo Mingyao's flaws with extremely tricky angles, and attacked Huo Mingyao.
But every time Huo Mingyao would have a very ingenious way to avoid his attack...
If someone is closer to Huo Mingyao at this time, they will find a faint black air surrounding Huo Mingyao's body. The black air is condensing under his feet at this moment.
But no one saw this scene, including Mr. Huo who was in the audience.
Every time that disciple's fist wind hits Huo Mingyao, the black air under his feet will have an extremely ingenious way to push Huo Mingyao's body to avoid the attack.
When Huo Mingyao was dodging the attack, his expression gradually became cold.
Finally, after he had just dodged an attack, he kicked hard on the stomach of that collateral disciple with his right leg.
The disciple spat out a big mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Huo Mingyao looked at the disciple who fell on the ground indifferently, and the anger in his heart for this match had officially reached its peak.
"Admit defeat!"
Huo Mingyao said to the disciple.
That disciple struggled painfully on the ground, looked at Huo Mingyao's cold eyes, and shook his head at Huo 1.7 Mingyao with determination in the dark.
The core members in the auditorium looked at the battle between Huo Mingyao and this collateral disciple as if they were watching a scene, and from time to time, some core members made some noises.
Yes, this game is for them.
The collateral disciples are just used to make up the numbers, and the lives of these collateral disciples are like ants.
With a bang, Huo Mingyao kicked him in the face again, his whole face was deformed by Huo Mingyao's kick at this moment, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth.
"I told you, I let you admit defeat."
Huo Mingyao said angrily. .