Urban Super Dude

"Master Shishan doesn't have to worry about this."

Ximen Fengyun smiled coldly, then looked at the ring and said calmly: "Su Youyou has not surrendered. The game will continue. Song Qingyang, you can do whatever you want."

"clear!"

Hearing this, Song Qingyang strode over, grabbed Su Youyou's neck, and lifted Su Youyou up from the ground with one hand.

At this moment, Su Youyou's feet were more than one meter above the ground. She clasped Song Qingyang's big hand with her two small hands, trying to break free, but to no avail.

Su Youyou's face turned red because she couldn't breathe, but her eyes showed a fierce light and she stared at Song Qingyang fiercely.

"Haha, little remnant, are you not convinced?"

Song Qingyang smiled playfully: "But it's a pity that you are no longer my opponent."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingyang punched Su Youyou in the face and let go.

Su Youyou's body flew out and landed heavily on the floor, her face pale.

"Yuyou, surrender quickly!"

Seeing this, Qian Shanxue hurriedly said: "As long as you surrender, the game will be over!"

"Mom, I...I won't surrender!"

Su Youyou stood up forcibly, swaying a little, gritting her teeth and saying stubbornly: "My father is Su Yang, I can't embarrass him. Also, my father hasn't appeared yet. I want to give him a surprise. I asked my father to Seeing me playing the game, my father said he would be back soon, and I have to wait for him."

boom!

But at this moment, Song Qingyang's figure flickered and appeared again, punching Su Youyou to the ground.

Su Youyou's head swayed and hit the floor, her head bruised and bleeding.

"Haha, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for the remnants of the Su family!"

Then, Song Qingyang took a step forward, raised his foot and stepped on Su Youyou's back. A murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and he was about to step on Su Youyou to death.

"long!"

Seeing this, Qian Shanxue's eyes were slightly moist, and a terrifying and cold aura suddenly erupted from his body.

In an instant.

With her as the center and a diameter of ten meters, white snowflakes appeared.

The water droplets in the air condensed into snow and slowly fell, and the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point.

"Qianshanxue, do you think I don't exist?"

Seeing this, the Lord of Qingcheng Mountain also burst out with a terrifying aura and stopped Qian Shanxue.

"Huh, Qingcheng Mountain, that's too much!"

Shi Haohan saw that his great-grandson was beaten so badly, but Song Qingyang refused to let it go. He immediately became angry and crushed the Lord of Qingcheng Mountain with a terrifying aura.

"Shi Haohan, do you want to disrupt the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition?"

The words Ximen Fengyun released made Song Qingyang ruthless. Naturally, he would not stand idly by and unleashed his power to meet Shi Haohan.

"Ximen Fengyun, you try it!?"

When Zhang Tianlei next to him saw this, he was carrying the big animal skin drum and stared at Ximen Fengyun with a serious face.

Although Charity Master Tai had friction with Su Yang Qian Shanxue, she couldn't bear to see the four-year-old baby tortured to death, so she sided with Qian Shanxue.

At the scene, all the major secrets were at war, and the battle was about to break out. Song Qingyang didn't know whether he should take action or not.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, Monk Yuantong, who had been silent all this time, clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Everyone, please calm down your power. There is no need to go to war."

"Master Ximen, God is kind to you. That little girl named Su Youyou is only four years old."

Abbot Yuantong pointed it out directly: "She has been enlightened. It will be difficult for her to make progress in this life. She will not pose any threat to you. Let her live."

As he spoke, Abbot Yuantong's body was illuminated by Buddha's light. Although he did not release my aura, no one dared to look down upon him.

Ximen Fengyun was silent for a moment, looked at the people around him, and then at Abbot Yuantong. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded and said: "Haha, since Abbot Yuantong has spoken, I must give him the face of Mount Bodhi."

"Song Qingyang, beat Su Youyou down and save her life. Just remember, don't beat her to death!" Ximen Fengyun gave a somewhat meaningful order.

"yes!"

Song Qingyang understood, and after agreeing, he showed a playful smile.

Subsequently.

He raised his foot, kicked Su Youyou hard on the side, and kicked Su Youyou off the ring.

"long!"

Wang Fugui and Zhang Mugu in the audience wanted to rush up to teach Song Qingyang a lesson, but they were stopped by the referee.

At this moment, seeing Su Youyou fall, Wang Fugui jumped into the air and caught his eldest niece.

Zhang Mugu hurriedly came over, and after checking her, he said solemnly: "She is seriously injured. Although she is not fatal, I am afraid she will have to use a wheelchair in the future."

"What!"

When Wang Fugui heard this, he blamed himself very much on the spot: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let Youyou enter the ring. I'm sorry for her!"

"Uncle Fugui... cough... is my father here?" At this time, Su Youyou said weakly.

"Your father must be delayed for something, so..."

"Well, dad must be doing something very important. Well...Uncle Fugui, have you recorded the video?" Su Youyou asked again.

Wang Fugui cried and said: "Recorded, recorded, Uncle Fugui recorded the whole process."

"Thank...Thank you Uncle Fugui, but please uncle Fugui edit out the place where I was beaten. I...I don't want dad to see it, otherwise he will...he will..."

Before she could finish her words, Su Youyou passed out because of her serious injuries.

At this moment, Qian Shanxue soared down from the high seat, picked up the unconscious Su Youyou, and left the scene.

"Don't worry, I will find someone to treat Youyou." Qian Shanxue said before leaving.

After watching Qian Shanxue leave with Su Youyou in his arms, Wang Fugui's eyes instantly turned red when he saw Song Qingyang walking down from the ring.

"Haha, why, are you angry?"

Song Qingyang smiled provocatively and said: "Your name is Wang Fugui, right? Don't you like playing suona very much? Su Youyou is already half dead. Why don't you play a suona to celebrate?"

"Song Qingyang!" Wang Fugui stared at Song Qingyang angrily.

Zhang Mugu, who was next to him, did the same thing and said coldly: "Song Qingyang, are you still a human being? You can even kill a four-year-old girl?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Song Qingyang didn't give Zhang Mu any face, left a cold word, and then strode away.

Wang Fugui became angry and rushed to teach Song Qingyang a lesson, but was hugged by Zhang Mugu.

"Brother Fugui, he just took the ancient elixir and entered the late stage of Shenzong in a short period of time. We may not be his opponents. Let's be patient for now and wait until Young Master Su comes back."

Zhang Mugu comforted Wang Fugui, but Wang Fugui refused to listen at all. Zhang Mugu had no choice but to sneak attack Wang Fugui, knock him out and take him away.

At this point, this farce is over.

In these three games, Song Qingyang from Qingcheng Mountain, Linyuan from the small border town, and a female genius from Gongga Mountain advanced.

It is worth mentioning that the contestant from Gongga Mountain is from the Yi ethnic group and his name is Shamasayi. As soon as he appeared, he stunned the audience.

Because she is so beautiful. Wearing a white classic dress, she is so beautiful that she seems to have stepped out of a painting.

The competition is still going on, and then it is the turn of the fourth track, the eighth track, and the twelfth track to compete.

There are no famous talents among the contestants in these three tracks, and they are all relatively mediocre.

But among them, there was a contestant on the twelfth track. His method was extremely weird. He was able to invite his ancestors to take over him and achieve the goal of a sudden increase in strength.

This man is none other than the young talent of the Du family in Shencheng City, Du Feiyang. After asking his ancestor to come forward, he entered the middle stage of the Shenzong and successfully advanced.

…

At this moment.

Su Yang was still trapped in Wudang Secret Pavilion, concentrating on trying to control the formation.

The Soul Locking Formation has been cracked by him, and now only the Five Elements Chain Formation is left, and this chain formation is also the most difficult to control.

In the following time, Su Yang focused on sorting out the formation patterns, sitting cross-legged and motionless.

Unknowingly, it was already the next morning.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Su Yang opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his lips, and murmured: "Wudang formation can finally be used by me!"

ps: You see what I said clearly. That day I said that the third update can be resumed around the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Pay attention to the key points. Around the sixth day of the Lunar New Year...so, don’t complain.

Yesterday I said it would be the third update today. Isn’t this the third update? I’m setting out bowls now and they’re selling badly. Will you give me power generation for love and give me a thumbs up? . .