Chapter 442: Betting Ring

"That Wang Qiang, but the strength of the mid-seventh order, you take care."

Mid-seventh stage?

Yun Wu could tell when she met him face to face.

However, the challenge card worn by Yun Wu at this time is the just-registered fifth-level strength symbol. In the eyes of others, it is a first-year student with fifth-level strength.

With such strength, he dared to challenge the third grade, no wonder everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

Early in the morning, everyone thought from the bottom of their hearts that Yun Wu was the loser.

Regarding the jade bottle containing the elixir, everyone has been paying attention to it in their hearts, and even thought about it again. After the junior student loses, how will the elixir be won from other opponents.

In the arena.

After Yun Wu came onto the stage from the other side, she put the token and challenge card into the groove by the way.

And the third grader——Wang Qiang, walked onto the stage from the other side. Similarly, before going on stage, he also took out his token and challenge card and put them in the groove.

This is a must behavior for challengers when they are in the ring.

Because, in that way, when the challenge is over, the system can automatically add points to the respective tokens.

And in the arena in the challenge area, there are no referees, as long as they don't hurt people's lives, they are allowed to fight.

As for how to judge winning or losing, it is very simple. As long as the opponent admits defeat, or the opponent is shot down from the ring, that means the end of the challenge and the result.

After taking the stage, Wang Qiang looked at Yun Wu with a fierce mockery in his eyes, and twisted his hands, as if he was loosening his muscles and bones.

Yun Wu stood there quietly, watching him quietly.

"Low-level students, use all your abilities, I'm going to get serious." As Wang Qiang said, the battle qi belonging to the middle stage of the seventh level suddenly surged out.

Yun Wu, but still did not move.

From the crowd watching this scene under the ring, there was a lot of sneering again.

"Look, they must all be scared and stupid."

"Hehe, a low-grade student is so arrogant, she deserves to suffer a little..."

Under the stage, the sneer and ridicule sounded without hesitation.

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely feel that you would be humiliated. However, Yun Wu seemed to turn a deaf ear and just looked at Wang Qiang quietly.

At the moment Wang Qiang released his fighting spirit, he clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes flashed suspiciously fiercely.

"Watch how I punch you to the ground."

The next second, the moment he yelled, he moved his feet, and instantly attacked Yun Wu at a rapid speed.

Party?

Yun Wu was pressing down on Wang Qiang who was attacking like an iron fist, and the corners of her mouth were finally drawn with a hint of evil spirit.

Do not dodge or dodge.

Just watching his fist swing down like that, listening to the mocking cheers from the ring.

But just when the fist was about to swing to Yun Wu's head, the movement froze instantly, as if all the movements were frozen at that moment.

Wang Qiang, who had a fierce expression on his face just now, is now flushed with blood, veins are throbbing on his forehead, and cold sweat is sliding down his sides...

"Uh!"

A sound that sounded like a muffled hum came.

And at that moment, the mocking cheers from the audience seemed to gradually calm down.

A look of astonishment gradually appeared in the eyes staring at the ring.

What, what's going on?

Wang Qiang finally took a breath from the severe pain, lowered his head stiffly, and looked at the small fist that hit his abdomen.

Following that fist, he raised his eyes to look at Yun Wu who had a weird smile on his face.

"How do you feel about the taste of fists?" came a very soft voice.

But at that moment, Wang Qiang stared at her with wide eyes.

It can be next second.

A strange and powerful force suddenly burst out from that fist.

"Ah..." As soon as a scream came out, Wang Qiang's tall and strong body suddenly flew out.

what's the situation?

The people watching under the arena didn't see clearly what was going on at all.

Seeing Wang Qiang's body, he flew out and fell halfway to the edge of the ring.

Seeing this, the people under the ring immediately couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Wang Qiang, what the hell are you doing..."

"Stand up quickly..."

"..."

There was loud shouting from the audience, and Wang Qiang, who was still in severe pain like aftershocks all over his body, seemed to have just recovered.

Gritting his teeth, he climbed up from the edge of the ring.

But when he saw Yun Wu who was slowly walking towards him, Wang Qiang gradually became vigilant and astonished.

"You, you are not only the strength of the fifth level? You lied about your strength?"

Yun Wu curled her lips, stained with a wicked arrogance; "Did you lie? Just now, I said in public that my strength is more than that."

"You... What stage of strength have you reached?" Wang Qiang clenched his fists tightly, but looked at Yun Wu with unusual vigilance in his eyes.

"You will know if you come to experience it yourself!" Yun Wu said, continuing to face Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang looked at Yun Wu who was walking step by step, and he was in full view of everyone. Under such circumstances, he must not lose face.

Gritting his teeth, the mighty middle-stage seventh-order powerful grudge surged up again.

This time, there was no sluggishness at all, his body was attacking like a leopard, he jumped up sensitively, and volleyed towards Yun Wu.

And just when he jumped up, a ball of green light that could be seen with the naked eye instantly condensed in his body, and at the moment when he attacked Yun Wu, that ball of green light seemed to really turn into a real leopard Usually, the sharp claws came out of the sky.

"Scrub!"

The sharp cold light slashed straight towards Yun Wu.

Martial arts?

Seeing this scene, Yun Wu raised her eyebrows, and a look of interest flashed in her eyes.

However, at this moment, Yun Wu also moved her feet, and the public figure suddenly passed by like a phantom.

The cold light fell, and sparks flashed out, leaving five long claw marks on the ground.

The crowd under the arena, but the scene where Yun Wu's phantom dodged the attack at the speed of the arena, suddenly let out a secret cry.

Wang Qiang's heart skipped a beat again.

Dodged again?

The speed of the condensed martial art he cultivated is absolutely as sensitive and fast as a leopard. How could the first-year student escape it...

"This is all your strength, right? Then, it's my turn now."

Just when Wang Qiang's complexion was not very good, Yun Wu's cool voice came from next to his ear.

What?

Wang Qiang turned around, just about to defend.

But that weird and powerful little fist hit his abdomen, and the moment he screamed, his body flew out again.

But this time, he didn't fall to the ground.

Instead, with Yun Wu's weird speed, before his body was knocked into the air, she also stood in that position first, and knocked him out with another punch.