"Yes, is it an illusion?!"

Someone in the audience murmured.

What I saw before my eyes was too shocking and not real enough.

What did they see?

Yuanshi Tianzun displayed Zhao Chenghuang's unique skills

"It's true. Didn't you see that everyone in Taiyi Sect was stunned? Even Elder Zhao stood up in shock."

The companion next to him responded with a sleepy voice.

"How did Yuanshi Tianzun do it?"

"I don't know, but I am sure that no matter who wins this battle, Yuanshi Tianzun's reputation will explode. He will become the strongest echelon in the extraordinary stage. He will surpass everyone of his generation, including Zhao Chenghuang."

A genius who conquers dungeons, coupled with invincible combat power, Yuanshi Tianzun will become Fu Qingyang in the extraordinary stage.

After the arena competition is over, the evil organization will definitely revise the list and put Yuanshi Tianzun at the top of the list.

"No, it's impossible!"

Zhao Chenghuang's dark eyes flashed with malice and ferocity, like an innocent soul crawling out of hell, roaring:

"How could you do this? You shouldn't be able to do this."

I entered the dungeon again and again, accepted the baptism of the power of Taiyin, sharpened it, became familiar with it, guided it, and controlled it. I stagnated in the extraordinary stage for a full year, and finally used this skill to perfection.

If you, a newcomer who has just become the Night God for less than three months, can easily perform this trick, then who am I?

So who are we?

The Night Travel God of Taiyi Sect is also thinking about this problem in his mind.

Even Sun Miaomiao couldn't help but remain silent.

They recognized Zhao Chenghuang's ability to transform into ghosts. He was taught by a master-level master, and he worked hard enough and practiced for an extra year in the extraordinary stage. It was only natural that he would achieve such an achievement.

But Yuanshi Tianzun, a new person, from resourcefulness to props, from props to ghost transformation, this is beyond the scope of genius, this is a freak.

As both night wandering gods, they have a strong sense of frustration.

This is also the real reason why Elder Zhao and others lose control of their expressions. Ghost transformation is a killer skill in the extraordinary stage, but in the eyes of the masters, it is just a trivial skill.

They were shocked that Yuanshi Tianzun was such a man of heaven.

Elder Hongying and others looked at Elder Sun with complicated expressions.

Elder Sun: "."

For the first time, Elder Sun had an idea: Maybe, maybe, I am really confused!!

On the ring, Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a breath of rich Taiyin power, his voice hoarse and low:

"Is it difficult? After watching your operation that day, I went home and tried it. It's very simple. You can do it once."

Regardless of whether this sentence is true or not, Zhao Chenghuang's face twitched fiercely.

He lowered his back and bulged the muscles in his legs and back, as if he was ready to go.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing held the knife across his chest and stroked the blade with his fingertips. At this time, he discovered that the knife had several slight curls.

If I had replaced it with the Bloodthirsty Blade, it would have collapsed a long time ago. Without this suit of armor, I would have never been able to win this battle. Zhang Yuanqing felt the touch of the raised fingertips and had a clear understanding of his own strength.

know.

boom!

The muscles in Zhao Chenghuang's legs exploded, and the force was directed to the ground, causing upward floating dust to rise from the surrounding beach.

The next second, Zhao Chenghuang turned into an afterimage and flew out. The air flow caused by the high-speed movement caused the floating dust to swing back.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing threw back the hand holding the sword and faced the enemy with the sword.

They were moving very fast and turned into two afterimages moving straight forward. When they were about to collide, Zhang Yuanqing raised his foot and stepped hard, swinging out his long knife.

The air seemed to be cut open, making a shrill roar.

Under the strong inertia, Zhao Chenghuang did not brake or evade. He suddenly squatted and let the swung blade miss.

At the same time, he bounced his knees and crashed into Yuanshi Tianzun's arms with inertia, and dug his sharp claws into the opponent's chest.

Zhang Yuanqing swung his sword in the air. He didn't have time to put the sword back, so he took a hasty step back and struck with his left fist.

boom!

The fist hit the palm, and the power of the lunar calendar turned into a shock wave, raging through the entire audience. The cold atmosphere made the audience shiver, as if winter had suddenly arrived.

Zhang Yuanqing's fist went numb, and he felt an extremely violent force invade his arm and then to his shoulder. He staggered back as if someone had pushed him hard.

The gap brought about by level is reflected at this moment.

Although Zhao Chenghuang's physical strength is not at its peak, his experience value is as high as over 90%, while Zhang Yuanqing is at level 3 for the first time.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Chenghuang beat the drowned dog severely, hitting Zhang Yuanqing's chest with one punch after another, cracking the black and blue skin with a metallic luster, and making him retreat step by step, leaving deep holes with every step.

No, the power gap is a bit big. My Taiyin power is not as powerful as his, and my ghostly fighting power is not as good as his. Zhang Yuanqing's steps were messy, and he tried to parry under the opponent's thunderous attack.

Fortunately, his current fighting level has improved a lot, and it has been replaced by the level before receiving Guan Ya's training. At this time, he was taken away by Zhao Chenghuang and was at least seriously injured.

Just when Zhao Chenghuang was about to expand his advantage and firmly suppress Yuanshi Tianzun, there were two sudden "bang bangs" behind him.

The force caused Zhao Chenghuang to stumble forward a few steps, and a burning pain came from his shoulder blade.

As soon as Red Dance Shoes saw its master being beaten, it immediately rushed to its savior. Although its current output was difficult to kill and seriously injured Zhao Chenghuang, it could still cause objective damage (pain).

Its unstoppable and indestructible characteristics make it a perfect auxiliary.

Phew, well done. Zhang Yuanqing immediately stabilized his chaotic steps, dug his soles into the sand, stabilized his lower body, and stabbed Zhao Chenghuang, who was staggering forward.

Zhao Chenghuang's pupils shrank. Seeing that the knife edge was right in front of him and it was difficult to dodge, he simply did not dodge and quickly grabbed the little clay figurine from the inventory.

Buzz!

A gray barrier rose, blocking the stabbing tip.

Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have expected this, and without changing his expression, he slid to Zhao Chenghuang's side and waved his long sword.

He wanted to destroy Zhao Chenghuang's defensive props. Given the current situation of both parties, an invulnerable defensive prop could very well become the basis for the opponent's comeback.

Buzzing, buzzing. Zhang Yuanqing walked around Zhao Chenghuang, chopping, chopping, stabbing or cutting with the narrow-mouthed long knife, cutting out pieces of sand-like light shards on the gray barrier.

The tread of red dancing shoes creates a ripple-like halo.

After transforming into a ghost, his speed and strength skyrocketed, and with the sharp edge of the sword, the gray barrier shook violently and was on the verge of breaking.

Boom!

Zhang Yuanqing took a step forward, his soles sunk deep into the sand, his leg muscles tightened, and power surged up from his lower body, reaching his right arm from his lower back.

The blue-black skin bulged, and he used all his strength to slash out with a ferocious expression.

"Bang!"

With a sound like a balloon exploding, the gray barrier finally collapsed and turned into a breeze blowing up yellow sand.

The little clay figurine in Zhao Chenghuang's hand cracked.

Buzz. The narrow-mouthed long knife trembled endlessly, and the terrifying rebound force caused the edge of the knife to tilt up and try to fly out of the master's hand.

Zhang Yuanqing's tiger's mouth cracked open again.

At this time, Zhao Chenghuang, who had to suffer the price of the props and was slow to move, had to be beaten passively, moved.

At the moment when the little clay figurine split apart, and when the long knife was almost knocked away by the rebounding force, he seemed to have been prepared, resisting the trampling of the red dancing shoes, and the ghostly claws stabbed out, piercing Yuanshi Tianzun's chest.

puff!

Cold water splashed, and his claws successfully pierced the enemy's chest, but the water ghost's passivity resolved it.

As expected, Zhao Chenghuang was not surprised, let alone angry. As if he had expected such a result, he pierced the enemy's chest with a sharp swipe of his claws.

More water splashed, and his claws scratched from the left chest to the right chest, to the right arm, and finally hit the handle of the knife with a bang.

The narrow-mouthed long knife flew away in response, spinning and flying dozens of meters before being nailed to the wall under the auditorium.

This is Zhao Chenghuang's true purpose.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who uses the water ghost passive, ignores physical attacks, but it also means that in this state, he cannot hold a weapon.

Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to destroy his clay figurine, and he also wanted to destroy the opponent's weapons.

One person lost his shield and one person lost his spear.

have equal shares.

After knocking the weapon away, Zhao Chenghuang attacked closely, not giving Yuanshi Tianzun a chance to pick up the knife. At the same time, he secretly guarded against the Yin Corpse fighting in the distance, and divided his consciousness to control the body of the Yin Corpse at any time to prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from borrowing the knife from the Yin Corpse.

Tsk

Zhao Chenghuang scratched Yuanshi Tianzun's chest with his claws, leaving four bone-breaking claw marks, and bright red blood flowed.

Zhang Yuanqing's face twitched in pain, his black claws ignited with flames, and he returned the claw viciously.
To be continued...