In the arena!

Wang Yousheng's body was covered with a stream of deep purple Qi that penetrated his body and rushed in all directions, scattering pure white dust with a wave of his hand.

Contaminated with pure white dust and deep purple energy, it turned into an invisible force and enveloped the entire arena.

Upon seeing this, Niu Tou immediately took out a stick of red incense and placed it on the ring.

The sleeves and robes stirred, and a black fire appeared in the void to light the long incense.

Shrouded by the invisible power, the Hidden Insect Gu exploded with a loud bang before it even got close to Wangyousheng, turning into fire all over the sky!

In the void, pure white flames burned.

Niu Tou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly knelt down on the ground in front of the red fragrance.

"Huh?"

"Are you going to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the audience was puzzled.

Xunzi also looked puzzled, secretly trying to figure out the other party's intentions.

But he didn't think that the other party was kneeling down to beg for mercy.

I'm afraid, this is a killer move!

Wangyousheng also thinks the same way and doesn't dare to be careless at all.

In his hands, the gray-black aura condensed and turned into two cold rays of light that shot towards the bull's head.

He wants to knock the opponent out of the ring completely with one blow and drive him off the ring.

"Bow down, ghosts and gods!"

With a bang, the cow head held up the red incense and bowed to Wangyousheng.

Somehow, the world seemed to have changed.

On the arena, everything turned into black and white, including Wangyousheng, only the bull head escaped.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, also in black and white, and Wangyousheng's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Just now, he felt as if he had fallen into the underworld, his whole body was cold, and an invisible hand pinched his heart.

Even though Wangyousheng struggled desperately to circulate his qi, blood and true energy and turned into a barrier to protect his heart, he still suffered heavy injuries.

"Two prayers, God..."

Niu Tou is preparing to kowtow for the second time.

"etc!"

Wangyousheng's face turned pale, his eyes full of fear, and he hurriedly shouted: "This extraordinary human power, I give up!"

"Oh……"

Niutou sneered, but stopped moving and put away the incense.

"Master Wangyousheng, the master of medicine, Breaking Bad, and master of both medicine and poisoning, actually lost!"

Zhang Liang's brows were furrowed, and his heart felt like it was overturned, and he was extremely uneasy.

"Who is this person? He is so powerful!"

"It seems to be around Eighth Young Master."

"His art of worshiping incense must be the art of witchcraft!"

Everyone was stunned and surprised.

At the same time, he became interested in the skills performed by the bull head.

It's so weird that it can seriously injure the enemy and take their lives silently.

Game three, win!

Fu Nian's face was moved. In two of the three fights, the people around Ying Ziye won, and there was another one, Li Si, who was also from the same camp!

"My lord, you have lived up to your expectations and won!"

Niu Tou came to Ying Ziye's side and said with a respectful smile.

“It’s pretty good.”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Ziye's mouth and he said: "Now that we have won three games, let's not take action next. Let's see what Confucian means are available."

"Here!"

Black and White Wuchang, who originally planned to continue to enter the ring, had no choice but to suppress his eagerness to try.

Several more games followed, with the two sides attacking constantly, extremely gorgeous and majestic, but not as spectacular as the first three games. They all ended in a stalemate for a long time before the winner was decided.

It can be seen that there is not much difference in strength between the two sides.

The competition is from morning to noon.

Everyone ate and drank under the Confucian reception and rested for half an hour.

The competition continues.

This time, it was Confucianism who came on stage.

Master Xun's face was calm and calm.

Fu Nian and the three of them looked at each other and said nothing.

"Brother, leave it to me!"

Zhang Liang smiled, stood up and walked towards the ring.

He is as gentle as jade, a humble gentleman, and his robes flutter, showing his elegance.

"It's the third owner of Little Sage Village who takes action!"

"I have long heard that although Zhang Liang is gentle and gentle, his strength is hidden and he is extremely powerful!"

"In the previous battle in the Soul-Eating Prison, Zhang Liang deployed a large formation to draw the power of the formation to prevent the farmers, the Yin-Yang Family, and others from opening the Soul-Eating Prison!"

“Let’s wait and see!”

Hundreds of schools of thought and major forces looked at Zhang Liang, discussing each other, their eyes full of expectation.

"Everyone, I wonder who will come to the stage to give me some advice?"

Zhang Liang cupped his hands and smiled, quite modestly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A hearty laugh came.

boom!

The air exploded and the void shook.

The roar of gold and iron clashing sounded!

Endless evil energy swept over, full of cold and murderous intent!

The entire Little Saint's Village seems to be on a battlefield.

Everyone could only feel the majestic fighting spirit burning and rushing toward their faces, making them unable to help but feel fear.

"The extremely powerful evil spirit, the will to kill, the will to fight..."

"This, this is a military strategist!"

Even Master Xun, who was a land god and could express his emotions and anger, his expression changed!

Not to mention other people, who were slightly weaker, even fainted on the spot, trembling with fear.

"Who is it?"

"With such a strong aura, I guess he must be a military celebrity!"

"The military giants have also appeared. I don't know which of our military giants it is..."

The hundreds of schools and major forces present all changed their colors and were shocked and horrified.

Some of the military disciples even looked forward to and admired him.

Because among the hundreds of schools of thought, in terms of combat prowess and unparalleled strategy, the number one must be the military strategist!

Among those with the same level of cultivation, the military strategist is invincible!

The fierce battle is fierce!

But I saw a tall, burly, majestic figure walking from the entrance of Xiaoshengxian Manor, with dozens of people guarding him.

The majestic figure is dressed in black iron armor, carrying a long bow and quiver on his back, with a long sword and a crossbow hanging on the left and right sides of his waist, and holding a large halberd in his hand.

The whole person is like a mountain, walking step by step, the momentum is as strong as the mountain, making people breathless.

The face is majestic, the eyebrows are sharp and the eyes are starry, and the figure is heroic!

It is Meng Tian, ​​the great general of the Qin Empire, who guards Songhai City!

"General Meng!"

"It's Meng Tian!"

All the disciples were moved, but the military disciples were extremely excited, as if they were seeing an idol, and shouted loudly.

Master Xun's face darkened and he said in shock: "Why is General Meng here? Is it possible that he wants to participate in the ring competition?"

Ying Ziye smiled slightly, looked at Master Xun, and said with a smile: "General Meng Tian is a military strategist, how can he not participate in such a grand occasion?"

One sentence immediately silenced Master Xun.

Yes, it makes no sense that Meng Tian, ​​as a member of various schools of thought, cannot participate.

After saying this, Meng Tian raised his hands and faced Ying Ziye, with a solemn expression on his face and said, "Meng Tian pays homage to the Eighth Young Master!"

"Um!"

Ying Ziye responded lightly and said with a smile: "General Meng, you are polite."

"This battle is against Confucianism!"
Chapter completed!