The continuous refinement of soul and essence, and storage of primordial liquid made him almost forget the time.
"It's eleven o'clock in the evening?"
"Tomorrow morning, it will be the D round of the top 15 matches."
"Ah, I'm so tired"
Luo Yun stood up and stretched his muscles.
Lie on the bed and look inside.
The essence essence liquid he has stored in his body is already very considerable, more than a hundred times what it was before.
In these two days, he refined 280 of the 360 ??thoughts of Wu Sheng's old mother!
Don't worry!
Will not explode!
Luo Yun condensed it to the extreme, and condensed ten 'Jingyuan Neidan'!
Every single elixir, when burned, provides enormous and terrifying power!
"Very good, one more hole card."
"The tyrant Lei Meng, the Egyptian God of War, you probably think that, except for Long Wuji and Qin Busi, everything else in Huaguo is rubbish?"
"Hehe, I will let you all remember the name Luo Xuanyuan forever."
Later, he turned on his phone, logged on to the dark web, and watched the match schedule.
The c round of 13 groups played for two days.
Including him, a bye, a total of 14 people advanced to the d round.
"Let me be healthy, who is my opponent"
Luo Yun flipped down, suddenly surprised.
Asao Qingryongnosuke!
Japan's Sumo Grandmaster!
"It's not that enemies don't get together!"
"Wonderful!"
Luo Yun remembered that this guy had severely injured Ah Ping, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Watched the video.
This fat man advanced to round d only after defeating the last bye, Toyotomi Juhei.
According to the data, this Toyotomi Shibingwei is the chief disciple of Dongying Shashengdao. He is 40 years old and has an S-level cultivation. He once assassinated a Huaguo Grandmaster, causing him to be seriously injured and disabled.
It seems that he is still Ye Qingmei's senior brother.
"Um?"
"As the master, how did Toyotomi Shibingwei lose?"
Luo Yun fast-forwarded to watch the video.
? As soon as the game started, Toyotomi Jubei took advantage of his own speed, combined with the dark energy scythe, to attack the opponent wantonly.
On Asakoryusuke's huge body of 2.73 meters, there were criss-cross wounds, dripping with blood.
It seems that he was beaten badly, but in fact, it was all skin trauma.
It always stood in place to defend, but Toyotomi Shibingwei ran around and attacked in circles, consuming a lot of domineering energy.
Toyotomi Juhei also knew this, but he always felt that Ryunosuke's huge weight would make it impossible for him to keep up with his speed!
As a result, a tragedy!
No one would have guessed that this fat man weighing eight hundred catties actually hides a terrifying speed that doesn't match the style of the painting!
Taking advantage of the moment Toyotomi Jubingwei was stunned, he flipped forward and leaped over a distance of more than 20 meters, followed by a bear hug and two extremely thick arms, tightly hooping Toyotomi Jubingwei!
The ultimate mystery of sumo style!
Killing a sister in my arms!
Poor Toyotomi Shibingwei, comparable to the cultivation base of the master, was so crippled alive, his muscles and bones burst, his internal organs were shattered, and he couldn't even shout out to admit defeat.
In the end, Ryunosuke made another ultimate move in wrestling, "Arch Bridge Throw", which completely ended Jubei's life!
"Roar!!!"
After Ryunosuke won, he raised his arms and roared to show his strength to the world.
It turned out that he was not only a sumo wrestler, but also extremely proficient in wrestling!
Don't look down on wrestling, in the arena of irregular fighting, this thing is terrifying, and its moves are deadly!
Grandmasters can fall to death!
Of course, the premise is that you have a physical fitness comparable to that of a master.
"Rugged enough!"
Seeing Ryunosuke kill his opponent with lightning, a flash of admiration flashed in Luo Yun's eyes.
After watching the game for a while, he went to bed
Seven o'clock the next day.
Luo Yun woke up from deep sleep.
Spirit, soul, qi and blood are all adjusted to a peak state.
"Master!"
"Today you fought that fat Japanese man, do you want to avenge sister Aping?"
Come to the venue of the big ring.
Garfield asked excitedly, holding a paper battle form in his hand.
"This is natural."
Luo Yun smiled slightly, "He likes killing people so much, then I'll kill him."
"Hmph, Luo Yun!"
"You have such a big breath!"
Going to the seat.
Xiao Xiao's annoying voice suddenly came over, as if he heard some joke.
"I'm afraid you didn't rest for two days. Rest is stupid, right?"
"Asakoryusuke is a real master!"
"A push palm has the power to open a monument and crack a rock, even You Tiexia can't hold it!"
Luo Yun gave her a disgusted look.
Why is this second-hand product everywhere?
At this time, Wang Ding's voice from the Wang family interjected again, with a sneer, "Xiao Xiao, why did you tell this backdoor dog?"
"It's just that he was a little lucky and advanced to the d round bye!"
"Look at these fighters in Round D, Isamu Kondo, Yasushi Bazai, and Asakoryusuke, which one does not have S-level combat effectiveness? Which one is not the leader of all countries?"
"He doesn't really think that he has the strength to compete for the quarter-finals, does he? Hahahaha"
Dozens of descendants of the prominent families who were sitting in the seats all laughed loudly.
Wang Ding yelled loudly on purpose, so that all the Huaguo fighters around could hear him, and his contemptuous eyes fell on Luo Yun.
"Luo Yun, after two days of rest, should your mind calm down?"
"Abstain!"
"Otherwise, according to Ryunosuke's bloodthirsty temperament, you will either die or be disabled!"
Wu Qingyao kindly advised.
Luo Yun ignored her, but looked at Wang Ding and Xiao Xiao in a funny tone, "Isn't that right, sir? The trash who was eliminated in two rounds of b, came to laugh at me who advanced to round d People from your family? Is the face of your famous family so thick?"
"Luo Yun, didn't you just step on shit and get your bye?"
"What to pretend!"
Wang Ding was so angry that he uttered harsh words, "If you can advance to the quarterfinals, I will wash my hair upside down in front of everyone!"
"Huh? Really?"
Luo Yun raised his eyebrows.
Tang Yafei, Luo Yinping and Jia Fei also looked at each other and smiled at each other.
"Is it true or fake?"
"If you can advance to the next level, what's the point of washing your hair upside down? I'll give you another 1 billion!"
Wang Ding had a sneer on his face, and he was sure of winning.
"good!"
"Remember what you said, Wang Ding!"
"But 1 billion is not necessary. I am not short of money. I would rather watch you perform a handstand and wash your feet again! Hahaha!"
Luo Yun laughed loudly, so that hundreds of Chinese fighters and capitalists around could hear clearly, "Everyone, listen carefully, if I, Luo Yun, advance to the quarterfinals, and Wang Ding does not stand upside down to wash his hair, then the whole White Tiger The Wang family is the son of the turtle, the bastard!"
"What!"
"Little beast, you are courting death!"
"Dare to say that our Wang family is the son of a tortoise, a bastard!"
"Fuck him!"
A group of children of the White Tiger King's family stood up one after another, rolled up their sleeves, and wanted to surround and beat Luo Yun.
However, Wang Ding held them back, and after Luo Yun and his party left, he sneered and said:
"Can't you see it?"
"This is the aggressive method!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com