Chapter 897: Ridiculous old lei

Chapter 897

Chapter 895

Another interesting battle in the second round was the battle between Ding Hao and Qianhuan Mozong Jing Wuying.

Ding Hao won't talk about it, Jing Wuying is actually another highlight.

The Thousand Illusion Demon Sect pays attention to being fast, fighting fast, running fast, and the figure is like the shadow of a thousand illusions. Not only is it powerful, but more importantly, this kind of battle is also beautiful from onlookers.

Therefore, it was completely different from the desertedness of Ding Hao in the first round. This time the competition hall was full of disciples from various schools.

"Ding Hao's first round of battle is replayed, and only ten thousand spirit stones are needed."

There are also many virtuous monks selling jade cards.

"I didn't even watch Ding Hao's battle last time, just look."

"I want one too, can I sell seven thousand spirit stones?"

"Friends of Taoism, you bought it for ten thousand to see. I will give you five thousand and let me see it."

"This can be."

Most of the cultivators present did not watch Ding Hao's first round of battle, and took a look at it at the moment.

"Ding Hao to Chen Youying, Ghost Dao Demon Sect, it's okay, Ding Hao doesn't even use any treasures!"

"Oh, this one is not bad, I missed it at the time."

"Ding Hao has some tricks."

In Ding Hao's game, even the treasure was useless, and he easily won with his own spells! This battle can be regarded as remarkable. Many people who did not watch the scene that day were a little sorry.

It was also because of this battle that everyone's confidence in Ding Hao greatly increased.

"To deal with Jing Wuying today, I don't know if Ding Hao can crush it with strength."

However, some people have different opinions.

"I think it's difficult! Jing Wuying and Chen Youying of Ghost Dao are not at the same level. One of them is Ghost and the other is Wuying. I think Wuying is still very strong. I suggest you look at Jing Wuying again. After battle after battle, I feel that Jing Wuying is likely to be the dark horse of the star of the devil in this battle, and he will pick Ding Hao down."

"True or false, if that's the case, it's really fun."

It's not too big to watch the excitement. In the audience, there are quite a few monks waiting for Ding Hao to fall down unexpectedly. Some people even don’t conceal their disgust, “What is Ding Hao, the baby has turned into seven layers of trash! Just because he knows so many gods? Almost stole the devil’s lordship from him! I see him. The road to martial arts, this one, it stops here!"

This person didn't look at the surrounding situation when he spoke. It was Peng Guan and others sitting in front of him.

Zhang Shasha had a fierce temper, so he turned around and cursed, "I'll kill your whole family and spew dung! You talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

The cultivator who was talking behind was a disciple of the Demon Sect of Killing Dao. He was a character, his name was Thunder Tingting. This person has a little strength, but he is more famous for his mouth, and he likes to send some ridiculous words. Not to mention, some ridiculous words were successfully realized in the end.

Therefore, every time there is a big battle, Thunder and Ting will appear, and there are actually many fans who believe in Ting Ting’s ridiculous words and kindly call him Lao Lei.

Lao Lei saw that Zhang Shasha was sitting in front of him, but there was nothing terrifying about him. He stared and said, "Zhang Shasha, this is the auditorium, not the battlefield! If you want to fight with me, if you have the ability to draw with me in the next round Let me play! Or you will get out."

Zhang Sha said murderously, "Why do you say that Ding Hao stopped here? What proof do you have?"

Lao Lei met many people with such anxious eyes, he was not in a hurry, and said in a hurry, "Zhang Shasha, I have no grievances with you, and Ding Hao, I am simply analyzing it from the technical side! People like you just swear when they speak, it's utterly uneducated."

There were many fans around Lao Lei, who immediately cursed, "What is it? I have no education."

Zhang Sha was murderous and desperate, wishing to go up and go desperately.

However, it was held by Leng Xiaoyu, and Leng Xiaoyu turned around and asked, "Lao Lei, I heard that your name is long ago and that you have the title of iron mouth. Then I want to ask, where do you analyze it? Ding Hao will stop at this scene when he comes out?"

Thunder Ting was a little embarrassed. In fact, this prediction of Ding Hao's failure, he did not have any evidence, was pure jealous. Just as he was embarrassed and had nothing to say, he saw Ding Hao flying into the competition space.

Lao Lei's eyes lit up, "Look, look! Why did I say that Ding Hao is going to lose? If nothing else, I'm talking about this flying treasure at his feet!"

Everyone focused their gazes, and as expected, Ding Hao stepped in with a Yukong Spirit Sword.

To say that the Yukong Spirit Sword is the most standardized, the most common and the least valuable among the flying treasures! Of course, Yukong Lingjian also has high and low grades, some are expensive and more gorgeous; others are more ordinary, cheap and good in quality.

And the one at Ding Hao's feet belonged to the low-level Royal Sky Spirit Sword used only by monks who had a very low level of cultivation or had just learned how to fly with the sword.

"I wiped it, how did the second brother use this Yukong Spirit Sword today!" Zhang Shasha couldn't help but cursed when he saw this scene.

The Black Wind Witch frowned and said, "I saw him use it in the last game. I didn't really care about it at the time."

Peng Guanqi said, "Little Fish Saint, didn't he always use the Promise Shuttle? That thing is so good and fast, how can I change this Yukong Spirit Sword? This is too low-level, if his Promise Shuttle is lost, Just tell us, let's find him a flying treasure with a better speed, and use this ordinary Yukong Spirit Sword, it's too bad."

Old Lei, who was sitting behind, heard the words in front of him, and his face was smug. He did not forget to make up his sword, "I still face Jing Wuying's speed opponent!"

While talking, I saw Jing Wuying also fly in.

Jing Wuying's appearance is quite beautiful, his body shape is like a phantom, he is fast, coming all the way, pulling out a long phantom in the air! It was like a beautiful rainbow in the air, and then his figure must have appeared in the center of the venue, stepping on an escape shuttle.

"Handsome!" Old Lei suddenly yelled.

"Really handsome!" Lao Lei's fans nodded.

"Ding Hao is in danger this time. Do you know that Dundi Shuttle is an extraordinary flying treasure, and its speed is really extraordinary. Jing Wuying didn't use it in the last game, but he took it out this time. A lot of preparations have been made for the battle with Ding Hao!"

In the huge stands, following Lao Lei's predictions, many people have begun to bear Ding Hao.

Even Leng Xiaoyu's heart was hanging up, saying that Ding Hao, you lost the Promise Shuttle, and I have one here. Why did you make the most trash Yukong Spirit Sword on the court? Speed ​​is not dominant, it will be very passive!

"Ding Hao, you are too shabby, do you want me to lend you a flying treasure?" After meeting, Jing Wuying looked at the Yukong Spirit Sword at Ding Hao's feet contemptuously.

Ding Hao looked at his feet and snorted coldly, "My flying treasure, even if it is sold by you Thousand Fantasy Demon Sect, it won't be replaced!"

"I wipe it! What kind of atmosphere!" There was an uproar in the stands. Everyone could see that Ding Hao's foot was the most **** Yukong Spirit Sword, and he actually said such big words, it was a laugh.

"This Ding Hao...it seems that I overestimated him before." Lao Lei also laughed loudly, "I thought he was a human being, so he was just arrogant."

In the noise, the battle between Ding Hao and Jing Wuying had begun.

"Luo Huanquan!" Jing Wuying yelled violently, and his hands began to wave constantly. Every time he waved, a light and shadow would strike out.

The so-called Luo Huanquan is actually a kind of spiritual power fist, a close-range tactic of striking opponents. It transforms into a heavy punch with spiritual power, and slams through the air. Not only is it powerful, but it is also fast, and it is difficult for the opponent to dodge! Every time a punch is finished, the spiritual power will turn into a blue-violet smoke, slowly dispersing, so it is called Luo Huanquan.

"This attack is good, it's a bit unexpected." Ding Hao's figure moved, avoiding the punch. Jing Wuying's strength is indeed much stronger than Chen Youying's, so Ding Hao also stared at his opponent, paying considerable attention.

boom!

The ground shook and the mountain shook, and this fist hit the top of a hill behind Ding Hao, a smoke rose, and the trees on the top of the hill were knocked down.

"This Luo Huanquan is really strong, and it has such a strong power." The audience exclaimed.

Luo Huanquan is not only strong, but also very fast. Jing Wuying's eyes are fierce, and his fists are swinging one after another. Luo Huanquan smashes on Ding Hao like rain! The shadows of the fist, like countless raindrops, slammed at Ding Hao at a 45-degree angle!

However, compared with the violent Jing Wuying, Ding Hao was very quiet.

He stood on the "ordinary Yukong Spirit Sword", just like standing on a small boat in the ocean. His movements are not very big, but no matter how big your waves are in the sea, he, the small boat, can always find his own suitable position, swimming easily, and interspersed at will!

"What's the matter? This can't hit him!" Someone in the stands exclaimed.

Old Lei paused, "Ding Hao is lucky, but Jing Wuying hasn't performed his more violent attacks."

Everyone nodded. However, there were sensible people in the stands. Master refiners Zhang Li and Old Mo Li sat in the VIP seats. Li Shaotian was dazzled and followed them.

Watching Ding Hao dodging back and forth, Li Shaotian smiled, "I didn't expect Ding Hao to fall into a passive position at the beginning, dealing with Jing Wuying. It was so difficult to deal with, which is really disappointing."

However, Zhang Li's old eyes shot out a different sharp light, saying, "Ding Hao is not passive, he is using Jing Wuying's high-frequency attack to fine-tune the flying treasure under his feet! "

"Fine-tuning the flying treasure?" Old Mo Li's face moved, and he looked at the Yukong Spirit Sword at Ding Hao's feet, and said, "Fine-tuning flying treasures are generally used on higher-end flying treasures. After fine-tuning, this flying treasure is more suitable. I can make a lot of unimaginable movements. It's just that the Yukong Spirit Sword under his feet is too ordinary, does it need to be fine-tuned?"

Li Shaotian also smiled, "Just this kind of the most common Yukong spirit sword, you can buy a few hundred spirit stones, and need to be fine-tuned? Ding Hao is really funny."

"You can buy a few hundred pieces of spirit stones?" Zhang Li shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Your eyesight is still a little too bad! If Ding Hao really had an ordinary flying treasure at his feet, he would have been caught by Jing Wuying. Hit it!"

"Isn't that an ordinary flying treasure?" Li Shaotian re-examined the Yukong Spirit Sword at Ding Hao's feet, but finally shook his head, "This is the most trash Yukong Spirit Sword."

(End of this chapter)