Three moves!
Just three moves!
Second Junior Brother was stunned.
Long Aotian, with the strength of a high-level Heavenly Four Gates practitioner, had forcibly withstood the attack of a beginner Ghost Four Gates practitioner!
And after three moves, Long Aotian had even started striking back!
Second Junior Brother's situation had instantly taken a sharp turn for the worse, leaving him at a disadvantage!
That was impossible!
Wasn't he a good-for-nothing!?
Everyone below understood what was happening. Someone stood up and shouted, "Laojun Mountain! Damn it, show some backbone! Beat Yan Zhao Sect to death! I'm counting on you to win my money back!"
Second Junior Brother shouted, "Immortal Points the Way!"
Long Aotian shouted back, "Point at your damn uncle!"
Bang!
Long Aotian's King's Aura directly destroyed Second Junior Brother's attacking true qi, and his fist smashed into his fingers.
With a crack, two of Second Junior Brother's fingers broke. He screamed and stumbled back, clutching his broken fingers.
Long Aotian charged forward and shouted, "Immortal Points the Way!"
Bang—!
Second Junior Brother was knocked out of the ring and slammed onto the ground.
Bo Yifa and Junior Brother both rose to their feet, staring at Long Aotian in shock.
Long Aotian stood on the ring without expression and slowly raised his hand, pointing at Bo Yifa.
Bo Yifa's eyes instantly widened in fury! He felt all the blood in his body rush to his head.
Second Junior Brother climbed to his feet. "Damn it, what overpowering true qi!"
He was about to climb back up and fight again when Bo Yifa gently pressed a hand on his shoulder. "That's enough."
"Senior Disciple Brother, I can do it!"
Bo Yifa looked at Second Junior Brother. "You're injured. I won't let you fight yourself into a serious injury before the finals.