Moreover, the performance competition does not focus too much on winning or losing, so Ye Qihao simply admits defeat, and there is no shame in his face. After all, the people present think that they will lose to Zhang Jiayong if they meet Zhang Jiayong.

Zhang Jiayong was about to leave the competition venue, but a referee shouted to him: "Zhang Jiayong, where are you going? The game is not over yet."

Zhang Jiayong stopped and was stunned for a moment. The game was not over yet? Didn’t he win? Why was it not over yet? He couldn’t help but turn around and look at the referee with a confused look on his face.

The referee was also stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiayong didn't know the rules. He was surprised that people from the aristocratic family had participated in countless martial arts conferences and were clear about the rules of this exhibition competition. Therefore, each referee would read out the rules of the exhibition competition and omit it.

But the referee didn't know that Zhang Jiayong was not from the aristocratic family...

Although curious, the referee patiently explained to Zhang Jiayong that as long as you win the exhibition competition, you have to fight on stage until you lose and step down. This is somewhat similar to a wheel battle.

Zhang Jiayong smiled bitterly, feeling like he was in a trap, but he had already reached this point and had to continue walking if he didn't leave. In fact, there was another voice in his heart roaring: Come on, let's have a good fight!

The influence of the Blood Art has penetrated into Zhang Jiayong's heart in a subtle way.

Zhang Jiayong's second opponent, also an old acquaintance, turned out to be Bai Yingying, which made him feel embarrassed to touch his nose. Because Bai Yingying was petite and so cute, Zhang Jiayong could not do anything heavy.

However, he was a little surprised, because he only noticed Bai Yingying's identity as a spiritual speaker, but ignored her cultivation level. Unexpectedly, he was also a martial artist at the level of a martial artist.

"Brother Zhang, I won't show mercy later. You have to use all your strength, otherwise it will be ugly if you lose to me." Bai Yingying covered her mouth and giggled.

"Then you have to protect your butt, too naughty, but you will be beaten by a slap." Zhang Jiayong smiled and looked at Bai Yingying's butt. Although she had petite figure, her little butt still had something.

Zhang Jiayong shook his head. Why did his mind become like this? It seems that the side effects of the Blood Art are quite great. We have to find some time to study and solve them carefully. Don’t become a strong person, but instead become a big devil first.

Bai Yingying's pretty face like a porcelain doll turned red. She found that since Zhang Jiayong left two days ago, her temperament had changed a little, as if she had changed her personality.

Zhang Jiayong's words were naturally heard by a group of warriors, including Bai Wenbin and Bai Hua. Bai Wenbin just glared, but he didn't expect Zhang Jiayong to say such words.

Bai Hua glared at him. No matter how good Bai Hua has a good temper, he cannot tolerate others being flirting with his sister. After all, behind every cute sister, there is a super big brother or big sister who protects her.

Although Zhang Jiayong still felt Bai Hua's bad gaze in the competition venue, he immediately scratched his head awkwardly.

"Bad man!" Bai Yingying cursed lightly, and then launched her own offensive.

Bai Yingying's attack method was a bit special. She actually threw a green soybean-sized bead at Zhang Jiayong. The beads soared in the storm, undergoing drastic changes, and finally turned into a thorny tree covered with thorns.

green plants with dozens of thorny tentacles.

This is not a bead, it is clearly a seed of a plant!

Zhang Jiayong felt that this move was quite magical. He could actually "scatter beans and become soldiers", and it was quite like a sniper character in a certain anime. If a few seeds ejected, it would turn into various plants.

"Brother Zhang, be careful!" Bai Yingying smiled and waved her hand. The thorny plant with tentacles waved her tentacles and whipped it at Zhang Jiayong.

When the tentacles like whips pass through the air, they make a series of sounds of breaking through the air, which shows its power. If they are hit, they will be skin and flesh without serious injury.

Zhang Jiayong thought to himself that he was a cruel method. As expected, the more cute and beautiful a woman is, the more thorny the rose.

This wonderful trick should be due to Bai Yingying's special physique that can communicate with everything.

Seeing the tentacles swung towards him, Zhang Jiayong had no choice but to dodge. The tentacles were covered with sharp thorns. Zhang Jiayong was so naked that he would definitely not be able to catch them.

Dozens of tentacles waved together, almost blocking all directions that Zhang Jiayong could act. It was fine in the early stage, but in the later stage, these tentacles also formed a siege. Zhang Jiayong was like a trapped beast, and he was a trapped beast that could not counterattack.

Blood Beast Armor!

Zhang Jiayong shouted lightly, and a layer of blood-red translucent film appeared on the skin all over his body. At this moment, he had no choice but to protect himself with blood beast armor and then try fighting with the tentacles.

The audience outside were amazed and suddenly realized that Zhang Jiayong's attack method was weird, as long as he was not allowed to be close to him, as long as he could not get close to him, no matter how powerful Zhang Jiayong was, it would be futile.

When Bai Wenbin saw this scene, he nodded with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on Bai Hua's face.

"It's going to hit!" Someone exclaimed, the plant's tentacles were about to hit Zhang Jiayong.

"No, he took the initiative to meet him, he wanted to fight back!" Someone could see clearly, squinted his eyes and corrected, wondering what Zhang Jiayong had to do, but he dared to shake the thorny tentacles with bare hands.

Bang! Zhang Jiayong's arm was hit hard by the tentacles. Zhang Jiayong first felt a pain in his arm, and then it was numb, but the spikes did not pierce Zhang Jiayong's skin and were blocked by the blood beast armor!

Zhang Jiayong touched his arm, and there were only some white marks on it. The power of this tentacle strike was probably close to the full-strength attack of a peak martial master. He couldn't believe it. If Bai Yingying summoned more such plants... then he wouldn't have lost?

In fact, this is because Zhang Jiayong has thought too much. It is already amazing that Bai Yingying can summon such a strong plant. She is definitely not able to summon the second one. Bai Yingying's strength is not strong enough to control two plants at the same time.

"Brother Zhang is so capable." Bai Yingying also found that her plant attack failed to cause harm to Zhang Jiayong. She was also a little dissatisfied with praising Zhang Jiayong.

"It actually blocked! Can't this person's skin be made of iron?" someone said in disbelief.

"Maybe he is a body-refining warrior!" someone said.

After reaching the level of martial arts chief, basically the sword cannot pierce their bodies, but in the fight at the same level, the opponent's sword can still pierce the opponent's body after blessing the opponent's strength.

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So, if an ordinary person stabbed Zhang Jiayong's body with a spike and failed to penetrate it, they would not be surprised, but Bai Yingying was a warrior of the same level as Zhang Jiayong. Zhang Jiayong took her head attack without being injured, and obviously she was very strong in her body.

Zhang Jiayong also knew in his heart that although the blood beast armor blocked most of the power of tentacles, the most important thing was that his body was strong and his skin was tough. It was refined by the black dragon essence, Kunpeng blood, and Su Qingtian's blood sacrifice!

It's my turn to fight back! Zhang Jiayong murmured to himself, raised his head, looked at the plants in front of him with a hot look. After being passively beaten for so long, it was time for a wave of people to face him.

Ping Ping Pong, Dong Dong Dang Dang, the sound of gold and iron fighting kept coming from the competition venue. Everyone heard it and saw it, and felt that the tentacles were like steel maces, while Zhang Jiayong's body was an iron plate, and the mace could only leave a faint trace on the iron plate.

"What a strong body!" Ji Changzai couldn't help but sigh. Among the five major families, the Ji family is famous for body refining. In the fight, if they were bullied by the children of the Ji family, it would be a nightmare. Ji Changzai seemed to have seen the figure of the genius of the Ji family on Zhang Jiayong, thinking that it would be great if this son was from the Ji family. At the same time, he glanced at Wu Qingshan next to him and felt a little envious.

Wu Qingshan was also a little surprised. Zhang Jiayong's performance exceeded his expectations. It seemed that he still underestimated this young man. This boy must be nothing in the pool.

The other three heads of the family also had different expressions and began to think about it in their hearts. Zhang Jiayong was not from the Wu family, but he was close to the Wu family. He should have been tempted by Old Man Wu for some benefit. If he could provide greater temptation, Zhang Jiayong would be able to come to his family.

Soon, the plant summoned by Bai Yingying was pulled out by Zhang Jiayong, and then the main trunk was bombarded into a scum.

Bai Yingying's face turned pale and she staggered back, obviously expending her mind on the plant. Now that the plant is destroyed, she is also implicated.

"Little Sister Yingying, you lost." Zhang Jiayong came behind Bai Yingying and supported her shaking body. She was much taller than Bai Yingying, and looked down at Bai Yingying from a high point.

Bai Hua frowned, and outsiders looked over, and it seemed that Bai Yingying was snuggling in Zhang Jiayong's arms.

Bai Wenbin was stunned at first, then thought for a while, then smiled. If Bai Yingying was used to bind this guy... it seemed like a good idea.

"Hmph!" Bai Yingying pushed Zhang Jiayong away and snorted coldly, but without any momentum, it sounded like a humming softly, and then left the competition venue.

Zhang Jiayong touched his nose and realized that his behavior just now was a bit out of line. He couldn't help but think of Hu Kexin. When he thought of Hu Kexin, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, which made him a little confused. Seeing that there was no follow-up reaction, he just thought it was a sequelae of the fierce battle.

In the next few battles, Zhang Jiayong had a competition with several warriors of the same level with special means, all of which ended with victory, which made the heads of various aristocratic families and sects shiny, as if they had discovered some rare treasure.

Zhang Jiayong naturally felt the eyes that fell on him, which were the eyes that were like a wild wolf who discovered his prey and wanted to take it for himself.
Chapter completed!