【Flame Sword Power*126】
As this wave of flaming sword force integrated into his body, various realizations collided in Wang Teng's mind, as if there was sword energy running horizontally and the sword light shining brightly.
Then a sudden qualitative change occurred, giving birth to a powerful force that was even more powerful than the sword.
Flame sword intention!
Wang Teng’s flaming sword intention finally came true!
If Zhao Yuanwu knew that his sword power finally gave birth to Wang Teng's sword intention, I wonder what his expression would be?
At this moment, Mao Na was standing next to Wang Teng, and suddenly she seemed to feel something. She suddenly turned her head to look at Wang Teng, but she only saw his plain face, and there was nothing special about him, as if everything was just an illusion.
Mao Na looked suspicious and stared at Wang Teng's face for a long time.
"Why do you look at me like this? I'm so handsome?" Wang Teng said.
"You have gum in your eyes." Mao Na said expressionlessly.
"..." Wang Teng.
Mao Na ignored Wang Teng and walked away with proud steps.
Wang Teng looked towards the arena and picked up the attribute bubble dropped by Yu Tao.
[Wood type force*50]
【Spirit*8】
【Comprehension*14】
After the game in the morning, everyone went back to the hotel to have dinner and then waited for the game to start in the afternoon.
afternoon.
The game continued, and the battle list was displayed on the big screen.
Wang Teng: Zhao Yuanwu!
As soon as this battle arrangement was announced, many people were stunned and showed surprise.
Wang Teng actually bumped into Zhao Yuanwu directly, and now it was a good show.
Many schools and forces are waiting and watching.
Many people feel that Wang Teng has reached this point, and now that he encounters Zhao Yuanwu, he is in a certain defeat.
Zhao Yuanwu's actions are indeed unacceptable to many people, but his performance along the way is extremely eye-catching, and his strength is comparable to that of Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang.
And no one knows if he has other means to hide it.
In the Huanghai Rest Area, Han Zhu and others' expressions changed slightly. They looked at Wang Teng, moved their mouths, and finally just said: "Just do your best."
"Don't worry." Wang Teng stood up, with a faint smile on his lips, and slowly walked towards the ring.
In the audience, Lin Chuhan said worriedly: "That Zhao Yuanwu is so cruel, Wang Teng actually met him, now we are in trouble."
"I wonder if little brother Wang Teng can hold on." Tian Xiao said with a smile.
"Don't be brave, that Zhao Yuanwu is not very ruthless." Xu Wantong shook his head.
Obviously, in this match, none of the three had any confidence in Wang Teng. Zhao Yuanwu's previous performance was too strong, and ordinary warriors were no match for him.
…
On the ring, the two stood still.
Zhao Yuanwu looked at Wang Teng playfully and said, "It's too late for you to admit defeat now, lest you be beaten down by me like your two seniors."
"You are very confident." Wang Teng looked at him calmly.
Wang Teng's indifferent look made Zhao Yuanwu frown, shook his head and said, "You people always don't shed tears until they see the coffin. You have to let me do it myself."
The referee next to him blew his whistle: "The game begins!"
Wang Teng and Zhao Yuanwu looked at each other, and they both disappeared at the same time.
boom!
It's like two pairs of horses flying through the air and then colliding together.
The shadows of fists and sword lights intertwined with each other, making everyone dazzled.
They could only see a series of afterimages, constantly colliding, separating, and colliding again on the ring, making bursts of roaring sounds.
"Okay, so strong!"
The audience's eyes widened.
This game is completely different from the previous games.
"Wang Teng's strength can actually compete with Zhao Yuanwu!!"
Everyone was extremely shocked, especially the strength displayed by Wang Teng, which was on par with Zhao Yuanwu, not inferior in the slightest.
It’s so unexpected!
There was silence in Bai Shenjiang's live broadcast room, and then countless barrages broke out.
"Holy shit, shit, what did I see? Wang Teng is so strong!"
"Wang Teng didn't use all his strength before. Now he met Zhao Yuanwu and showed it."
“Exciting and exciting!”
"Nice!"
…
Many people were attracted by Wang Teng's brick-and-mortar fighting method before and found it very interesting, but now they have actually seen Wang Teng's serious battle. The contrast between before and after made everyone instantly attracted fans.
On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan showed a smile on his lips.
"Good boy!"
The other deans looked at each other, with surprise flashing in their eyes. Wang Teng's strength exceeded their expectations time and time again.
It feels so good inexplicably!
Next to him, Yan Kang, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy of Jinlin University, stared, a little rude, how could this be possible?
Is Wang Teng really a freshman? How can he be so strong?
How was Huang Hai cultivated?
Yan Kang was filled with depression. They, Jin Lin, also tried to win over Wang Teng, but were snatched away by Huang Hai. Now that he thinks about it, can he not regret it?
At this moment, Wang Teng defeated all Zhao Yuanwu's flame slashes with just a pair of physical fists.
The physical body trained in "Eight Extreme Magic Skills" was so strong that even without weapons, Zhao Yuanwu could not hurt him.
Wang Teng's body is obviously not strong and he looks like a normal person, but at this moment he looks extremely tall.
It was like an explosive ape, striding forward, pressing down on Zhao Yuanwu and blasting wildly.
This scene made everyone excited.
Zhao Yuanwu looked ugly. From the start of the game until now, he had never encountered such treatment. He had always suppressed others and beat them violently, but now he was suppressed by others.
He was still someone he didn't pay much attention to.
"Get out!" How could Zhao Yuanwu endure it? He roared, and a terrifying sword force erupted from his body, slashing at Wang Teng.
The terrifying flame sword force swept out.
The intense flames seemed to engulf Wang Teng and burn him to death.
"This is your move I've been waiting for." A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, a sword appeared in his hand, and he chopped it down casually.
The same terrifying flaming sword burst out, and the sword radiated across the sky, instantly colliding with Zhao Yuanwu's flaming sword.
Boom!
The flames exploded and shot into the sky.
The two huge sword lights eroded each other, and in the end Wang Teng's sword light was superior, splitting Zhao Yuanwu's sword light directly, and then passed through the air.
"how come?"
Zhao Yuanwu's eyes widened and he had no time to dodge. He was hit in the chest by the knife. As if he was struck by lightning, he suddenly flew backwards and a large mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air.
"Zhao Yuanwu... was defeated!"
The audience looked at this scene in disbelief.
"Wang Teng's sword power is close to the sword's intention!" Someone saw something and was extremely horrified.
The intention of the sword is much stronger than the power of the sword, and it is also more difficult to comprehend.
Wang Teng is close to realizing the meaning of the sword!
How old is he!
What kind of monster is this?
At this moment, Wang Teng showed a hint of strength that shocked everyone and felt incredible.
He was clearly only a freshman, but he was able to compete with a genius like Zhao Yuanwu and win, and he also showed a level of understanding that could be called a monster.
Everyone was shocked!
This chapter has been completed!