Chapter 957 Admit defeat, you can't be my opponent!
Chapter 957: Give up, you can’t be my opponent!
Tula Jimei made seals with her hands and chanted a spell in her mouth at the same time. In just a short time, a strange beam of light appeared out of thin air and landed on her.
At this moment, Tula Jimei's aura surged, and the blood power in her body seemed to be boiling. She was originally at the first level of the Divine Bridge Realm, but in an instant she reached the second level peak, more than doubling in strength.
Many powerful barbarians around saw this and sighed with emotion. As expected of the Tula family, this ancient spell is too powerful and mysterious.
"Human Realm, with your current level of cultivation, it is impossible to defeat me. If you are sensible, you should admit defeat as soon as possible!" Tula Jimei shouted coldly, her breath soaring, which can be said to be a great increase in her confidence.
In fact, both the Liman Clan and the Demon Horn Clan have different levels of secret techniques used to improve their cultivation. However, these secret techniques will more or less have a backlash on themselves after being used. If used too much, even
It will damage the foundation, and the practical secret techniques to improve your cultivation level are also very limited.
However, this spell from the Tula family has no backlash, and its combat effectiveness is almost doubled. This is its power, especially for those high-level Shenqiao realm emperors. Once this spell is cast,
You can imagine how terrifying it was after the surgery.
Ye Feng had been staring closely at the opponent's handprint. He was also observing the moment when the other beams of light came, but it was too short and he couldn't see anything. He probably just guessed that this beam of light was probably coming from
in a certain time and space.
Zhang Wenyuan still looked calm and relaxed. He shook his head and said with a deep smile: "You think you are the only one who can rely on secret techniques to improve your combat power, but I can't?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wenyuan's body suddenly roared, and a violent momentum erupted. At this moment, his aura was also rising continuously.
"The art of nine revolutions, seven revolutions, open it to me!" Zhang Wenyuan also pinched a strange seal, and in an instant his realm also climbed to the second level peak of Shenqiao realm.
Natula Jimei couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this: "This is... the ancient nine-turn technique. I didn't expect you to know this ancient nine-turn technique. But fortunately, you only have seven turns at the moment. You want to fight with me."
It’s still a bit worse!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Tula Jimei rushed out with incredible speed. At some point, a short sword and dagger appeared in her hand.
Under the infusion of her own blood, her short sword and dagger burst out with a dazzling red light. At a glance, it was obvious that it was an extremely powerful magic weapon.
Zhang Wenyuan grasped the spear in his hand and also faced him. The two fought together again, and the fight was extremely fierce for a while.
The surrounding spectators from the lower level barbarians could hardly catch the sound and shadow of the two of them. They could only see the two of them constantly flying and fighting. During this period, there were loud bangs from time to time, and the entire arena was filled with noise.
It shook continuously.
Fortunately, the defensive formations on the arena were strong enough, otherwise the surrounding barbarians might have been hit by the aftermath.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang like thunder, and Zhang Wenyuan was punched out, and finally fell to the ground.
"I said that you, who are only at rank seven, cannot be my opponent. If you don't admit defeat, then I will hand over your life!" Tula Jimei snorted coldly. Although she is a female, she is full of fighting spirit.
When many spectators around saw this place, they once again burst into uproar, and many barbarians started talking about it.
"As expected of the second-ranked genius of this generation of the Tula Heritage Family, Tula Jimei is too powerful, really too strong. His combat power is infinitely close to that of a third-order Shenqiao Realm emperor. He is so powerful!
"
"Looking at it like this, that kid named Zhang Wenyuan from the Human Realm must be unable to hold on any longer. He will be defeated sooner or later!"
"That's not true. This kid's ability to enter the top twelve is already his limit. A human being in the human realm wants to show off in our field of barbarians. He doesn't have the ability and qualifications!"
Sha Lingshan, on the other hand, saw her sweetheart injured and smashed on the ring, not to mention the pain in her heart.
Yamina on the side grinned at this time and said: "How about Sha Lingshan, I have already said that your so-called brother Wenyuan cannot be Tula Jimei's opponent at all. Now you know, don't forget us
It’s a bet, so be prepared to be my slave!”
Sha Lingshan hummed in a deep voice: "Don't be too happy too early. Brother Wenyuan has more than this strength. It would be delusional for Tula Jimei to defeat him!"
"Humph, you are so ignorant, then I will wait and see. Anyway, our contract has been signed, and I have accepted you as a slave!" Yamina sneered, with a strong look of pride on her face.
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Besides, on the ring, before Tula Jimei even fell from the sky, Zhang Wenyuan, who was hit on the ring, turned over and stood up.
Tula Jimei saw this and hummed in a deep voice: "What a good boy, you still refuse to admit defeat. In this case, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, the power of blood in her body burst out again and she opened her mouth. As soon as she moved, the dazzling rainbow light in her hand came towards her like a stream of light.
Zhang Wenyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems that your so-called spells only have this ability, so let's end it!"
As he spoke, Zhang Wenyuan formed a seal with his hands again, exhaled and said: "The art of nine revolutions, eight revolutions, open it to me!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wenyuan's aura surged again, and the energy around his body was making a hunting sound around his robes. His aura instantly surged from the peak of the second level of the Divine Bridge Realm to the third level.
Then Zhang Wenyuan grasped the spear with his big hand, and he flew into the sky, and in an instant he was in front of Tula Jimei.
"You actually...understood the eighth revolution, this..."
But before Tula Jimei finished speaking, Zhang Wenyuan swept out his spear, and a terrifying force of the spear swept out like a wave, even the wind and clouds were stirred and rolling.
Tula Jimei looked horrified, and just wanted to dodge, but the terrifying force of the gun had already swallowed her up.
Bang!
Tula Jimei was hit by a shot and flew backwards, and finally hit the ring hard like Zhang Wenyuan just now, causing cracks on the ring on the spot.
She staggered and tried to stand up, but as soon as she moved, Zhang Wenyuan suddenly appeared in front of her again, with the sharp and cold tip of the spear pointed directly at her throat.
"You can't be my opponent, just admit defeat!" Zhang Wenyuan held a spear in his hand and spoke calmly.
Tula Jimei's body was stiff, and although her face showed a strong look of unwillingness, she also knew that she was no match for this person, and if she did not admit defeat, her life might even be in danger.
"I admit defeat!" Tula Jimei finally lowered his head after saying this.
At this moment, the entire Liman clan burst into uproar again. Everyone obviously did not expect that Tula Jimei would be defeated in the end.
"Oh yeah, I won, that's great, my brother Wenyuan is great!" Sha Lingshan was so happy that she almost jumped up.
Ye Feng shook his head slightly and smiled. In fact, he had already expected this result. After all, Zhang Wenyuan, who had cultivated to the Shenqiao realm and realized the ninth rank, was no ordinary person. He was fully capable of entering the top six.
