Chapter 923 Zhang Yifeng comes on stage
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Wan Li Yu
boom.
As soon as he stepped on his feet, Zi Rui rushed towards Zhang Zhiyuan again like a humanoid war machine. With each step, the arena shook faintly, and the huge bone club danced with a roar. As soon as Zhang Zhiyuan stabilized his figure, Zi Rui started again. Coming closer, his eyes were blood red, and he launched a wild attack. Although his movements were wild and wild, he possessed unparalleled power.
Boom boom boom!
Explosions continued one after another. Every time Zhang Zhiyuan received the opponent's attack, his body would take a few steps back. He only felt a tumble in his body. He couldn't resist the opponent's strength.
"roll!"
Suddenly, Zhang Zhiyuan gave a cold shout. As No. 1, being beaten like this, there was no light on his face. He didn't want to become the second Liu Xiaohu!
No more water was released, the true energy from his whole body swarmed out, vaguely forming a yellow tiger behind him.
"Tiger Fist!"
With a loud shout, the tiger struck Zi Rui with his right fist.
Zi Rui had already entered a violent state and didn't know how to dodge. The huge bone club hit the tiger head on.
boom!
There was a loud noise, like thunder falling from the sky.
Zi Rui's huge body was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down in the air. It took a long time before it fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, his body was on the edge of the limit, and he was just a little short of being punched out of the fighting circle by Zhang Zhiyuan.
"So strong, this is the strength of No. 1! Zhang Zhiyuan is not much weaker than Liu Xiaohu. Their cultivation levels are probably about the same! They are both acquired warriors."
"Oh my god, this year is so perverted. These people are only in their 30s and not yet forty, but they have all broken through to the acquired realm. And I am only a mid-level master. Comparing people with each other is so annoying."
People talk about it.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Look, Zi Rui is not injured!"
On the ring, Zi Rui, who transformed into a green-faced fanged beast, suddenly roared and then jumped up as if nothing happened. Zhang Zhiyuan's seemingly powerful blow actually didn't hurt his roots.
The green-faced fang beast entered a violent state, and its defense increased astonishingly! Zhang Zhiyuan doesn't seem to be able to defeat him easily even if he doesn't transform.
Zi Rui's cultivation level was originally at the late stage of Grand Master. After transforming into a green-faced fanged beast and entering a violent state, his combat effectiveness was infinitely close to that of the acquired state.
"This battle is interesting!"
The spectators commented one after another, thinking that the battle would not end so soon.
But what happened next in the ring left everyone stunned.
After Zi Rui's huge body stood up, he roared first and looked around with his huge square head. Finally, under everyone's gaze, he took a step forward and stepped out of the fighting circle!
Whoa!
For a moment, the entire audience was silent and looked at each other in confusion.
Zi Rui stepped out of the fighting circle, which meant that he lost the match, but he didn't realize it. He just roared and attacked the young hero outside the ring.
It turned out that when he stood up just now, the first thing he saw was the young hero outside the circle, not Zhang Zhiyuan in the fighting circle. Therefore, he resolutely stepped out of the competition circle and roared to attack the other heroes of heaven. And go.
"In the first battle, Thunder Hall Zhiyuan wins."
The elder's voice came immediately, and then with a faint wave of his hand, a beam of orange energy was shot towards Zi Rui. Zi Rui's roaring body fell to the ground, and then returned to human form, as if falling into a deep sleep.
"Holy shit. Is this the end of this battle?"
All the disciples were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the first game would end in such a funny way. The green-faced fang beast is indeed a bit weak. Although it can enter a violent state, it cannot distinguish between friend and foe after the violent state. It will beat anyone it sees, so it is better not to be violent. No wonder that as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer beast cultivators who have awakened the green-faced fanged beast. This kind of beast blood is destined to be eliminated.
"I'll go, third brother, the eldest brother just lost like this?"
In the audience, Zilan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Zihuang just smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't expect Zirui to lose the game like this.
"Okay, the game continues. The disciples for the second round will come out."
The elder's voice came, still so plain and calm.
"It's the second round. I hope the second round will make me excited."
The spectators placed their hopes on the second game. What they wanted to see was the battle between No. 1 and No. 1. Only then can their blood boil.
"Hey, look, it's Zhang Yifeng! Zhang Yifeng is out of the queue."
Someone exclaimed. All the spectators looked up and saw Zhang Yifeng walking towards the fighting circle.
"It's Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng is about to appear. Who is his opponent?"
The spectators were instantly excited, as if they felt that as soon as Zhang Yifeng appeared, their blood would boil.
"Oh my god! I'm not dazzled, Jiang Wuyuan is taking a step forward!"
Another person exclaimed, and he found that Jiang Wuyue, who had been standing in the crowd, also took a step forward. It's just that I don't know if he is heading towards the fighting circle.
Everyone felt their hearts beating faster. They were looking forward to Jiang Wuwu's appearance, but also fearing Jiang Wuwu's appearance. The expectation is because they hope that Zhang Yifeng will create another miracle and defeat Jiang Wuwu. They were afraid because they were worried that Zhang Yifeng would not be Jiang Wuwu's opponent.
It can be said that the mood of all spectators is very contradictory.
At this time, Jiang Wuwu finally stopped. He did not go to the fighting circle, but came to the place where Zi Rui passed out and helped Zi Rui aside.
While the disciples breathed a sigh of relief, they also felt slightly disappointed. Then everyone was confused: "If it's not Jiang Wuwu, then who is it?"
"Look, Wencui Mountain is moving!"
Someone discovered that Dizitang No. 1 had moved.
Wen Cuishan is one of the dark horses. He has no father, no mother, no family, no sect, but he has passed the test and reached the top ten.
"Two dark horses are fighting!"
"Who is stronger and who is weaker?"
The spectators have already begun to look forward to it.
On the ring, Wen Cuishan finally entered the fighting circle, standing opposite Zhang Yifeng, their eyes intersecting, and their eyes were so sharp.
Also a dark horse, Zhang Yifeng is more high-profile, but Wen Cuishan is much more low-key.
Even at this moment, Wen Cuishan didn't say a word, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
This was a difficult opponent. Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt that Wen Cuishan was no weaker than Jiang Wuwu.
At this time, in the fighting circle, Wen Cuishan finally spoke: "I'm sorry. If possible, I don't want to fight you so soon. I know better than anyone that it is never easy to become famous without a background."
Wen Cuishan's voice was as usual, neither salty nor light.
Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "If possible, I would not want to confront you so early."
Wen Cuishan nodded: "Don't worry, I will try my best not to hurt you later."
Whoa!
Wen Cuishan's words stunned the spectators. Does this mean that he is confident in defeating Zhang Yifeng?
As soon as he stepped on his feet, Zi Rui rushed towards Zhang Zhiyuan again like a humanoid war machine. With each step, the arena shook faintly, and the huge bone club danced with a roar. As soon as Zhang Zhiyuan stabilized his figure, Zi Rui started again. Coming closer, his eyes were blood red, and he launched a wild attack. Although his movements were wild and wild, he possessed unparalleled power.
Boom boom boom!
Explosions continued one after another. Every time Zhang Zhiyuan received the opponent's attack, his body would take a few steps back. He only felt a tumble in his body. He couldn't resist the opponent's strength.
"roll!"
Suddenly, Zhang Zhiyuan gave a cold shout. As No. 1, being beaten like this, there was no light on his face. He didn't want to become the second Liu Xiaohu!
No more water was released, the true energy from his whole body swarmed out, vaguely forming a yellow tiger behind him.
"Tiger Fist!"
With a loud shout, the tiger struck Zi Rui with his right fist.
Zi Rui had already entered a violent state and didn't know how to dodge. The huge bone club hit the tiger head on.
boom!
There was a loud noise, like thunder falling from the sky.
Zi Rui's huge body was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down in the air. It took a long time before it fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, his body was on the edge of the limit, and he was just a little short of being punched out of the fighting circle by Zhang Zhiyuan.
"So strong, this is the strength of No. 1! Zhang Zhiyuan is not much weaker than Liu Xiaohu. Their cultivation levels are probably about the same! They are both acquired warriors."
"Oh my god, this year is so perverted. These people are only in their 30s and not yet forty, but they have all broken through to the acquired realm. And I am only a mid-level master. Comparing people with each other is so annoying."
People talk about it.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Look, Zi Rui is not injured!"
On the ring, Zi Rui, who transformed into a green-faced fanged beast, suddenly roared and then jumped up as if nothing happened. Zhang Zhiyuan's seemingly powerful blow actually didn't hurt his roots.
The green-faced fang beast entered a violent state, and its defense increased astonishingly! Zhang Zhiyuan doesn't seem to be able to defeat him easily even if he doesn't transform.
Zi Rui's cultivation level was originally at the late stage of Grand Master. After transforming into a green-faced fanged beast and entering a violent state, his combat effectiveness was infinitely close to that of the acquired state.
"This battle is interesting!"
The spectators commented one after another, thinking that the battle would not end so soon.
But what happened next in the ring left everyone stunned.
After Zi Rui's huge body stood up, he roared first and looked around with his huge square head. Finally, under everyone's gaze, he took a step forward and stepped out of the fighting circle!
Whoa!
For a moment, the entire audience was silent and looked at each other in confusion.
Zi Rui stepped out of the fighting circle, which meant that he lost the match, but he didn't realize it. He just roared and attacked the young hero outside the ring.
It turned out that when he stood up just now, the first thing he saw was the young hero outside the circle, not Zhang Zhiyuan in the fighting circle. Therefore, he resolutely stepped out of the competition circle and roared to attack the other heroes of heaven. And go.
"In the first battle, Thunder Hall Zhiyuan wins."
The elder's voice came immediately, and then with a faint wave of his hand, a beam of orange energy was shot towards Zi Rui. Zi Rui's roaring body fell to the ground, and then returned to human form, as if falling into a deep sleep.
"Holy shit. Is this the end of this battle?"
All the disciples were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the first game would end in such a funny way. The green-faced fang beast is indeed a bit weak. Although it can enter a violent state, it cannot distinguish between friend and foe after the violent state. It will beat anyone it sees, so it is better not to be violent. No wonder that as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer beast cultivators who have awakened the green-faced fanged beast. This kind of beast blood is destined to be eliminated.
"I'll go, third brother, the eldest brother just lost like this?"
In the audience, Zilan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Zihuang just smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't expect Zirui to lose the game like this.
"Okay, the game continues. The disciples for the second round will come out."
The elder's voice came, still so plain and calm.
"It's the second round. I hope the second round will make me excited."
The spectators placed their hopes on the second game. What they wanted to see was the battle between No. 1 and No. 1. Only then can their blood boil.
"Hey, look, it's Zhang Yifeng! Zhang Yifeng is out of the queue."
Someone exclaimed. All the spectators looked up and saw Zhang Yifeng walking towards the fighting circle.
"It's Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng is about to appear. Who is his opponent?"
The spectators were instantly excited, as if they felt that as soon as Zhang Yifeng appeared, their blood would boil.
"Oh my god! I'm not dazzled, Jiang Wuyuan is taking a step forward!"
Another person exclaimed, and he found that Jiang Wuyue, who had been standing in the crowd, also took a step forward. It's just that I don't know if he is heading towards the fighting circle.
Everyone felt their hearts beating faster. They were looking forward to Jiang Wuwu's appearance, but also fearing Jiang Wuwu's appearance. The expectation is because they hope that Zhang Yifeng will create another miracle and defeat Jiang Wuwu. They were afraid because they were worried that Zhang Yifeng would not be Jiang Wuwu's opponent.
It can be said that the mood of all spectators is very contradictory.
At this time, Jiang Wuwu finally stopped. He did not go to the fighting circle, but came to the place where Zi Rui passed out and helped Zi Rui aside.
While the disciples breathed a sigh of relief, they also felt slightly disappointed. Then everyone was confused: "If it's not Jiang Wuwu, then who is it?"
"Look, Wencui Mountain is moving!"
Someone discovered that Dizitang No. 1 had moved.
Wen Cuishan is one of the dark horses. He has no father, no mother, no family, no sect, but he has passed the test and reached the top ten.
"Two dark horses are fighting!"
"Who is stronger and who is weaker?"
The spectators have already begun to look forward to it.
On the ring, Wen Cuishan finally entered the fighting circle, standing opposite Zhang Yifeng, their eyes intersecting, and their eyes were so sharp.
Also a dark horse, Zhang Yifeng is more high-profile, but Wen Cuishan is much more low-key.
Even at this moment, Wen Cuishan didn't say a word, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
This was a difficult opponent. Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt that Wen Cuishan was no weaker than Jiang Wuwu.
At this time, in the fighting circle, Wen Cuishan finally spoke: "I'm sorry. If possible, I don't want to fight you so soon. I know better than anyone that it is never easy to become famous without a background."
Wen Cuishan's voice was as usual, neither salty nor light.
Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "If possible, I would not want to confront you so early."
Wen Cuishan nodded: "Don't worry, I will try my best not to hurt you later."
Whoa!
Wen Cuishan's words stunned the spectators. Does this mean that he is confident in defeating Zhang Yifeng?
