Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 63 Northern Expedition Strong List
In the stands, Xiao Yan and Wu Hao, who had just founded Panmen, happened to arrive.

Feeling the two powerful auras in the central arena, Wu Hao asked: "Xiao Yan, who do you like more?"

Xiao Yan said without thinking: "Of course it's Senior Yang."

After all, he had personally witnessed Yang Shou fighting against the two kings alone.

There is no doubt about the strength of the former.

Wu Hao didn't know much about Yang Shou and frowned: "Baqiang Liu Qing is a veteran strongman in the inner courtyard. He has been in the top ten of the strong list all year round. It is said that he maintained eight consecutive victories in the arena that year. Brother Yang. Can you really beat him?"

Originally, Wu Hao wanted to call him Senior Yang along with Xiao Yan, but he always felt that the other person was not much older than him, so he called him Brother Yang.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly and said: "Whether we win or lose, we will know after seeing it."

At this time, in the middle of the ring.

Liu Qing was the first to take action, stretching out his palms, sometimes curling, sometimes stretching, forming weird and strange claw-shaped arcs.

Yang Shou glanced coldly at Yao Sheng, who was lying on the ground and had just woken up, and said: "Since you look down on that weird boxing technique, I will use it to defeat Liu Qing."

Say it.

He calmed down, lowered his body, and slowly opened the Tai Chi boxing frame in response.

While tossing and turning, Liu Qing's claws slashed down with invisible force at a tricky and fierce angle.

Yang Shou saw the right moment and used his arms to block, letting his claws scrape by. He exerted force on his wrists and followed his offensive, pulling forcefully to the side.

The two passed by.

Yang Shou is as different as a mountain.

On the other hand, Liu Qing was almost unable to maintain his balance.

At this time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. His attack was like a heavy punch on cotton, with no effect.

Liu Qing, who did not believe in evil, turned around, and the pale golden fighting spirit surged out from his body. His huge claws suddenly grew a bit larger, and he tore off the white clothes in front of him.

Yang Shou's face remained calm as he used Nine Heavens Thunder Flash. Now his proficiency in this fighting skill has reached the level of proficiency.

The body moves with the heart, and thoughts generate thunder.

He always avoids the harsh claw strikes just in time, and he can also respond with tooth for tooth and deal with it calmly.

Most of the students in the inner courtyard who watched the duel between the two felt that Yang Shou had no ability to fight back and had been dodging around with his body fighting skills.

Wu Hao, who had a bad temper, saw Yang Shou being pushed to the edge of the ring. In such a tense moment, he actually brought his own emotions into it. He lamented his misfortune and was angry but said: "Brother Yang, fight back!"

"Brother Yang, why have you been hiding!"

Wu Hao, like most inner courtyard students, started pointing and roaring loudly.

When Xiao Yan saw this, he laughed helplessly.

Contrary to Wu Hao's view, he believed that Yang Shou's strength was much higher than Liu Qing's, so he was able to do it with ease and take his time.

Because he could never inflict substantial damage to his opponent, Liu Qing felt a little impetuous in his heart, and the frequency of waving his claws suddenly increased.

When he was about to be forced out of the ring, Yang Shou's eyes narrowed, and he caught a glimpse of a flaw in the stormy attack.

No matter how fast the move is, there will be an instant of withdrawal.

Taking advantage of Liu Qing's retracted claws, Yang Shou clenched his left hand tightly, and his powerful fighting spirit quickly condensed into his fist.

After dodging dozens of attacks, he punched for the first time, as fast as thunder.

The fist wind is hunting and the energy is surging.

Yang Gang and dark strength are all fighting against each other.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qing's lips, like a deliberate hunter watching his prey fall into his trap.

While Yang Shou was waiting for the opportunity, he was deliberately showing his flaws.

"Tai Chi Liang Yi Quan!"

"Big crack and split coffin claws!"

A punch and a claw, a fierce collision.

A low sonic boom sounded.

Storms of energy surged in the surrounding space, and the ripples of energy actually cracked the solid floor, then crushed it into pieces, and finally turned into powder.

A competition of pure physical strength.

Liu Qing was shocked by the terrifying force of that punch and stepped back quickly, a look of horror flashed across his face.

Terrible power.

I'm afraid it's almost the same as Zi Yan's monster.On the other side, Yang Shou looked calm and relaxed.

Although the clothes on his upper body were destroyed by the coffin-splitting claws, his legs were like roots of an old tree, firmly rooted on the edge of the ring, without wavering even a step.

In terms of strength, the difference between superior and inferior is clear at a glance.

The stands.

Wu Hao was stunned. He never expected that the initial confrontation between the two people would end like this.

He moved his eyes from the ring to his side, his Adam's apple rolled, and he hesitated: "Xiao Xiaoyan, did you know Brother Yang's strength before?"

Xiao Yan hummed and nodded in response.

"Then if you didn't tell me earlier, you would have made me blind like a fool."

Wu Hao was quite annoyed and felt that his behavior was very embarrassing.

"I told you earlier, but you don't believe it. No one in the inner court knows you anyway, so don't think too much about it."

After Xiao Yan chuckled and teased, he immediately changed the topic and said seriously: "Next, you will appreciate the real aesthetics of violence."

"The last time I saw him shirtless, he hammered a fighting king to death..."

When Wu Hao heard this, there was a bit of admiration in his eyes, and he immediately turned his attention to the battle situation, his face full of expectation.

At this moment, the duel between the two people on the court has officially entered a fierce stage.

After Liu Qing lost his strength, he was not depressed. Instead, he calmed down his impatience and became calm.

Seeing the other party adjust his condition, Yang Shou smiled.

Obviously, Liu Qing has an excellent character and is worthy of being a top talent.

Given time, there will definitely be a strong one.

Liu Qing stared at the white clothes in front of him with cold eyes, and said concisely: "I will no longer hold back against the strong."

"You are qualified to let me use the Mountain Splitting Gun!"

After he grasped the heavy black gun on his back tightly, his whole aura changed completely.

Stand out!

Since Liu Qing no longer holds back, Yang Shou no longer hides it out of respect.

Yang Shou left the edge of the ring and stepped forward slowly.

Thunder flashed across his eyes, and the strange animal patterns engraved on his chest gradually appeared under the stimulation of fighting spirit.

The unicorn with the face of a goat-horned beast glared angrily and was extremely fierce.

Observing this change, Liu Qing looked solemn and subconsciously tensed up the muscles in his body to prepare for the attack.

The coercion escaping from the former's body seemed familiar.

He had experienced it personally when Zi Yan dominated everyone in the previous Strong Ranking Competition.

Liu Qing suddenly came to his senses. He knew that at such a critical moment, any thought of retreat could not exist.

There is no retreat!

With perseverance, Liu Qing got rid of the influence of that coercion.

After regaining his clarity, he gripped the mountain-splitting gun tightly, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Then, Liu Qing's figure shot out like a cannonball, rushing towards Yang Shou with a fierce momentum.

While marching, he jumped up, raised his gun high, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Accept!"

At the same time, Yang Shou made a move that made everyone present scream crazy.

The dark red ring shimmered.

A dark medicine cauldron engraved with cloud patterns appeared.

Kyushu Yin Flame Cauldron!
Yang Shou grabbed the foot of the Yin Flame Cauldron, and the hot fighting spirit flowing in his body completely boiled.

He vigorously waved the medicine cauldron and faced the mountain-splitting spear, fearlessly.

suddenly!

Everyone heard the man in white laughing loudly:
"Third on the list, I want it!"

(End of this chapter)