Wuxia's Supreme Lottery System / Wuxia's Super Big Boss

　　It's true that the four great powers of the Central Plains are powerful, but they have been retired for many years and rarely appear in the arena...  

　　Unless he shows up now and fights with Falun Dafa King Jinlun, who would dare to take his words?

　　Is it really just lip service?

　　Guo Jing was indignant. His master was Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered god beggar.

　　No one is allowed to speak ill of his master.

　　"King Jinlun, the four masters of the Central Plains martial arts cultivation base, even if it is me, I have to look up. What qualifications do you have to comment?"

　　"Also, this martial arts conference is the martial arts conference of the Central Plains people, and it has nothing to do with you. You are not welcome here!"

　　Guo Jing was also angry, otherwise he would not have said such harsh words.

　　King Jinlun's eyes changed and he burst out laughing.

　　"Hahahaha...Guo Jing, how powerful are the Four Masters in the Central Plains, I really want to see it."

　　"If they dare to come out, I don't need to say more, I will see the real chapter under my hands."

　　"Also, the martial arts conference you held was just a mob. How many people are really worthy of Lao Na's shot?"

　　"It's not that the old man is laughing at you. We can leave. As long as you admit that the four unique martial arts are not as good as the old man, the old man turns around and leaves!"

　　"Otherwise, let's draw the line and let's decide the outcome!"

　　Falun Dafa King Jinlun's words were so sharp that everyone present was filled with righteous indignation.

　　However, no one dared to say anything.

　　Four must shot?

　　Then you can find them! 2.4

　　Admit that the four are not as good as the Golden Wheel Dharma King?

　　This makes the people of the Central Plains martial arts even more unacceptable!

　　For decades, the martial arts of the Four Masters have overwhelmed an era and have deeply penetrated the hearts of people in the arena.

　　In their hearts, the four musts are the myths of the Central Plains martial arts, and no one can compare.

　　Just by King Jinlun?

　　How could a Mongolian Tartar make them admit defeat?It is even more impossible for Sijue to admit defeat!

　　"I..."

　　With a twinkle in Guo Jing's eyes, he wanted to step forward.

　　But Huang Rong grabbed him back.

　　Huang Rong secretly shook her head slightly, telling him not to shoot.

　　The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became very strange.

　　"Hey, it's really lively today, let Rang, let Rang..."

　　At this moment, Zhou Botong flashed in from the door with a rattle in one hand and a string of candied haws in the other. .

Chapter 1: Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants, Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo (4/[-], please customize!)

　　Zhou Botong came in, looking a little funny.

　　"Where did the crazy old man come from, you are crazy here, get out!"

　　Looking at the sudden appearance of Zhou Botong, a sinister look flashed in Prince Huo Du's eyes. He opened the folding fan in his hand and shot directly at Zhou Botong.

　　"Oh, how can you fight?"

　　Zhou Botong let out a strange cry, instead of retreating, he advanced, and stepped out one step at a time. Although he couldn't move his hands, he slammed his shoulders towards Prince Huodu.

　　This time, it seemed that Zhou Botong's foot slipped and he fell down because he couldn't maintain his body. Only a few people could tell that he was a real master.

　　Bang!

　　Huo Du only felt that Xiong's mouth was numb, and he couldn't mobilize his true energy. He stepped back a few steps, his face was flushed, and his breath was chaotic.

　　That fiery feeling was like a fire burning in his body.

　　After such a collision, Zhou Botong turned around like a spinning top and turned into the blocked road.

　　"Big Brother Zhou, Big Brother Zhou, are you alright!"

　　Guo Jing's mind was pure, he thought that Zhou Botong had been plotted, he held him up, and asked with concern.

　　Huang Rong, who was beside him, shook his head and chuckled, "Brother Jing, with the martial arts of an old urchin, how could it be so easily injured?"

　　"Old urchin, get up, you haven't seen each other for so many years, but your temperament hasn't changed at all!"

　　How smart Huang Rong is, she can see at a glance that the old urchin is pretending.

　　With his martial arts cultivation level, he is comparable to the masters of the Four Masters. How could he be injured by Huo Du?

　　"Oh, it's not fun at all, you yellow-haired girl, how can you expose me!" The old urchin opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at Huang Rong with a displeased expression.

　　"Brother Zhou, you scared me, it's fine!"

　　Guo Jing finally felt relieved, as Huang Rong said, this big brother still loves to play as before.

　　The disciples of various sects present laughed loudly, laughing at Huo Du, who was still in high spirits just now, but he was hit by an old man and his breath was not smooth, and he couldn't even mention his true anger.

　　"Hmph, little trick of carving insects.¨!"

　　At this time, the lama next to King Jinlun stood up.

　　He was short in stature, with a beard and a fierce face. He didn't look like a monk, but a vicious and vicious Jiang Yang robber.

　　Everyone looked at the monk with curiosity in their eyes.

　　The fierce-faced Lama stood up with one hand, walked to Huo Du, and suddenly slapped Huo Du in the heart.

　　Bang!

　　This voice was very clear, and everyone felt that Huo Du's bones were about to be smashed to pieces.

　　What's amazing is that after the monk took the palm of his hand, he flicked it three times in a row, and Huo Du's face immediately returned to normal.

　　After doing all this, the fierce monk gave the old urchin a provocative look.

　　Guo Jing and the others frowned slightly, their expressions solemn.

　　This person has profound skills, amazing palm strength, and is obviously also a master at hand kung fu.

　　The inner strength of this body is too tyrannical, and it directly shook the acupuncture points of the old naughty boy.

　　"Hahaha, this is the master of my Tibetan esoteric Vajra Sect, Daxia Guo, how does his pair of palms compare to your eighteen palms for subduing the dragon?" Falun Dafa King Jinlun said with a big laugh.

　　This is the top master of the King Kong School, and he brought it.

　　He is also practicing "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", and has reached the sixth level, second only to him.

　　Guo Jing was a martial arts master, so he could naturally see the tyranny of the opponent.

　　But he didn't answer.

　　"Hey, I seem to have heard someone say that the four of the Central Plains are not as good as others? Great monk, it's up to you? If my senior brother is here, I can beat you all over the place to find teeth!" Zhou Botong's senior brother is naturally Wang Chongyang .

　　The leader of the five masters, the supernatural power king Chongyang!

　　Saying that the four will never work, doesn't that mean that Wang Chongyang has a false reputation?Zhou Botong could not bear this.

　　"Hahaha, you are Zhou Botong? I've heard of you. Your senior brother Wang Chongyang is really powerful, but it's a pity that he died too early. Otherwise, Lao Na will definitely let him see my "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong"."

　　"However, it doesn't matter if your senior brother is gone. I heard that Grandmaster Nandi Yideng, one of the four masters of the Central Plains, has come here. Why don't you come out and see and have a test with Lao Na."

　　"If Master Yideng loses, the result will be known naturally!"

　　King Jinlun also just got the news. I have to say that the intelligence of the Mongols is really strong. It can be said that Master Yideng came in with his forefoot, and his whereabouts were known so quickly.

　　"King Jinlun, Master Yideng is highly respected, and as you are, you are not worthy to fight with him."

　　"Since you like to fight, let me fight with you!"

　　Guo Jing did his part, took a step forward and took over the fight.

　　With his strength, he is not far from Sijue, enough to take over this duel.

　　It's a pity that today's Dharma King Jinlun is already different from before. After this injury, Dharma King Jinlun has been reborn with the help of elixir, and his skills have improved greatly.

　　"Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo Gong" directly entered the tenth floor, and he no longer put Guo Jing in his eyes.

　　"... 々 It's up to you? Guo Jing, it's not that the old man underestimates you, but within ten moves, the old man can splatter your blood for five steps!"

　　"watch out!"

　　While speaking, Falun Gong Jinlun shot directly.

　　This scene surprised everyone, and no one thought that he would suddenly make a move.

　　Everyone present hurriedly stepped aside, stepped back, and pulled the center position out of an open space of about twenty meters in diameter.

　　hum!

　　Falun Gong Jinlun shot, his body jumped, and he jumped into the air. He slapped it with a palm in his hand, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar, which shocked people.

　　The powerful qi energy formed a golden palm force in the void, and the air was directly blown up, making a loud qi explosion sound.

　　Bang!

　　"Brother Jing, be careful!"

　　When Huang Rong saw it, she immediately reminded.

　　Guo Jing's face remained the same, his right fist (Wang's) became a claw, the innate qi in his body was pre-turned to his hand, eighteen palms to subdue the dragon, and the flying dragon was in the sky!

　　Bang!

　　In an instant, the golden energy in the void burst out, and the tyrannical energy fluctuations shook out of the air and swept away toward the surrounding.

　　"uh-huh!"

　　Guo Jing only felt a huge force coming from his hands, his bones were almost shattered, and the whole person kept backing away.