chapter 8 Pain Gideon

This scene was a bit shocking. People here knew very well how powerful Gideon was, but at this moment, Owen was able to resist him so easily, which really surprised them.

"open!"

Gideon growled. He struggled hard, but to no avail. His hands seemed to be clamped by steel pliers, and his face was twisted in pain.

"boom…"

At this moment, Owen took action again. He moved his right leg backwards and swept forward. His movements were smooth and smooth. He instantly kicked the opponent on the waist. The force was astonishing. Gideon body was shaken and he was knocked out. He flew away directly, and a trace of blood instantly spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Mo Hao, I was actually joking. Although you went back on your word and used both hands, it is reasonable. I don't think you are shameless. Why don't you run away?"Owen He put on a surprised expression again.

Gideon face was livid, and he wanted to cut the bastard in front of him into pieces. This soft sarcasm was like a big slap on his face, causing burning pain.

Both of his eyes were spitting fire. He had never suffered such humiliation since his cultivation as an immortal. His expression became very cold, and a blazing divine energy surged up in his body, as if there was thunder, shaking Owen away, and then violently A punch hit the front.

And something unexpected happened to him again. A faint golden light appeared on Owen's right hand. He grabbed his fist, squeezed it gently, and swung it violently like a scarecrow, and then heavily It hit the ground.

"boom…"

Smoke and dust rose up, and the main arena trembled violently. All the brilliance on Gideon's body suddenly disappeared. He screamed, spitting out several large mouthfuls of blood, and his body twitched.

The surrounding spectators were all stunned. They never expected that Owen could be so fierce and beat Gideon, who had entered the seventh level of subtlety, to the point where he was unable to fight back, and so cleanly.

This is not because Gideon has no strength. On the contrary, he is very strong. Otherwise, he would not have been able to defeat many challengers and persist until now. All because Owen's speed was too fast, giving him no chance to use mystical magic.

"You...damn it! I'll kill you!"

After being suppressed repeatedly and losing all face, Gideon finally became furious. The blue light on his body surged, and a gorgeous short sword rushed out of his body, like it was made of jade. As soon as he appeared, his sharp edge was revealed, and his murderous intent was astonishing. , the entire martial arts performance field was immediately enveloped by the sharp sword energy, and the green light flashed, making people feel pain in their bodies.

"Qingyun Sword!"

Many people present exclaimed, recognizing that this spiritual weapon was exactly the flying sword that Archer Flair used against Owen a month ago. They did not expect that it would appear in Jin Mohao's hands now. It was obvious that this flying sword was in Gideon hands. There must be a conspiracy, and someone wants to get rid of Owen.

"Buzz..."

The power of the spirit weapon is unimaginable, and it can greatly increase the attack power of the holder. Owen was forced to dodge, fearing that he would be hit by a sword energy accidentally, because it was quite dangerous, although he believed My current body is already very strong, but I don't dare to go head-to-head with the spiritual soldiers.

Moreover, Gideon was obviously stronger than Archer Flair Youwei. In this way, he seemed very passive, and his long white shirt was torn apart by the invisible sword energy from time to time. Fortunately, this was not the first time that he faced off against the spirit soldiers. Although A little embarrassed, but not panicked.

"Jiang, don't say that I used my spiritual soldiers to bully you. It's just that you were too arrogant and provoked people you shouldn't have provoked!"

Gideon smiled coldly. At this point, not only him, but also everyone below had concluded that Owen would definitely lose. Gideon is different from Wesley Flair. His cultivation is at the seventh level, and he can maximize the power of the spiritual weapon.

"Looking at your face, I really want to leave a big footprint on your face!"Owen said disdainfully. At this moment, he no longer suppressed his cultivation. The cyan brilliance around him surged, and the Xuanqing brilliance enveloped the entire main arena, stinging. No one can open their eyes.

"boom…"

A powerful energy storm surged across the martial arts field. Owen moved and turned into a streak of cyan lightning with a strange figure. He appeared behind Gideon in an instant and punched him away. The sound of cracking bones could be clearly heard throughout the whole place. A martial arts arena.

"You want to bully me with someone like you?"

Owen didn't stop, and rushed out between the lightning and flints. Without any unnecessary movement, he punched out, simple and direct, and it hit hard. Gideon, who was still in the air, screamed, and one of his arms was at that time. Twisted, obviously with broken arm bones.

The spectators outside the field were in an uproar. They felt that this guy named Owen was simply a humanoid ferocious beast. You must know that Gideon own strength is at the seventh level of the subtle world, and he also has a spiritual weapon to help him. There are almost no one with this level of strength. He could be suppressed, but now he was beaten by Owen until he was flying like a scarecrow.

"Come again!"

Owen seemed to be addicted. Under the cover of the cyan mysterious light, he stepped on the Buddhist Supreme Body Technique Magic Steps and surrounded Gideon with punches and kicks. For a moment, shrill screams resounded in all directions.

"Who is being arrogant? Am I as arrogant as you? You actually used spiritual soldiers to deal with me. Do I have any grudge against you? Do you really think that this handsome guy is a soft persimmon? You can pinch me if you want, and I will kick you to death. Damn..."

While Owen was beating up Gideon, he kept muttering to himself. He looked at the many spectators below who were quite speechless and mourned for Gideon.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Owen finally stopped, kept shaking his hands, and whispered: "I poked, this guy's skin is really thick, damn, it hurts me to death."

Although his voice was very small, the group of people closest to the main arena still heard it. They had the urge to spurt blood on the spot. A strong man who had defeated a master from the seventh level of the world actually waved his hands and shouted in pain afterwards!

"No, this is not true. I have spiritual soldiers in my hands, how could I lose! This is impossible!"

At the edge of the martial arts arena, Gideon had a bruised nose and face, roaring loudly. His other arm also hung down, his legs were deformed, and his body had obviously suffered multiple fractures. The Qingyun Sword came out of his hand.

Owen waved gently, and the Qingyun Sword in the air was immediately caught in his hand. He flicked the blade, and a harsh sword sound came out. He looked at Gideon disdainfully: "Is the Spirit Soldier great? It's no big deal! Yours My body cannot react to my movements at all, so even if I give you a peerless holy weapon, you will still end up defeated."

Gideon's face suddenly turned white. He knew that Owen was right. The opponent's speed was too fast for him to react. Even if he could see it, his body could not react in time. Even if he could With the help of spiritual soldiers, they had an overwhelming advantage, but they all resorted to it.

He was a young master who had reached the seventh level of the subtle world. Although he had multiple fractures all over his body, he did not faint. He looked at Owen with extremely bitter hatred, overwhelming hatred.

Today, he lost all face. His seventh-level cultivation combined with the power of the spiritual weapon actually failed so miserably. His spiritual heart was almost broken. It was destined to be a hundred times more difficult for ordinary people to improve in the future. He wished he could bite Owen to death. But at this moment, he was seriously injured and couldn't even move.

The scene was all quiet. There was one person standing on each of the seven stages. No one came forward to challenge. At this point, the inner sect competition ended. Owen shocked the audience with his powerful strength and was successfully promoted. Callie Capra did the same. After winning the championship, he stood in the middle of the ring with a charming smile, which formed a picture of his own and fascinated countless young talents.

"Okay! Very good! The seven of you are very good. In three days, a special envoy will take you to the Yangxin Hall, where you will be assigned a suitable gate."

At this moment, a slightly older voice sounded in the void. Several people nodded and jumped down from the arena at the same time. The old man at the front in the air made a move and cast a seal towards the bottom, and the entire arena suddenly became agitated. Golden light overflowed, quickly rushed to the sky, and disappeared.

The elders took one last look below, turned into streams of light and shot into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Callie..."

Owen waved to Callie Capra and ran over. Everyone was disgusted with the cold and added a big word "sex" on his head. When they saw Callie Capra showing him a cute and cute smile, At that time, they added another "wolf" after the word "sex".

"Mr. Owen is indeed very strong, I admire you."

The man in Tsing Yi who had invited Owen to the stage before came forward with a faint smile on his face. His name was Zyaire, and he exuded a Confucian air and a kind of affinity.

"No, it's just good luck. It's still far behind Brother Chen and others." Others treated him politely, so Owen naturally smiled and nodded to the others.

"Mr. Owen Jiang is too modest. The beauty is here, so I won't disturb you. I'll say goodbye. I'll definitely give it a try when I have the chance in the future..."

Zyaire saluted Callie Capra and hugged Owen. Owen returned the salute, thinking that this guy is really nice and understands the world.

"Owen, right? Stop, do you want to steal my Qingyun Sword? Who gave you the courage!"

Just when Owen and Callie Capra were about to leave, suddenly, these words came from behind, and a child in purple appeared, surrounded by several young men and walked forward. Archer Flair was stunned. Among them, his eyes were full of hatred, staring at Owen fiercely.

The child in purple clothes was only eleven or twelve years old, but his eyes were very cold. With his hands behind his back, he stared at Owen with a young and mature look.

"It's him! Wesley Flair!"

The crowd was in an uproar immediately, and many people who were about to leave stopped. Unexpectedly, this person actually appeared!