Sure enough, in the next few games, someone abstained in every game.
No. 1 Zhang Xiu faced No. 20 Yan Liang, and Yan Liang abstained.
Because Zhang Xiu was a famous and recognized spear king, a disciple of Sword Saint Tong Yuan, a senior fellow of Silver Spear Zhao Yun, and had the highest level of cultivation, Yan Liang thought he was invincible.
No. 2 Dong Zhuo faced No. 17 Pan Zhang, and Pan Zhang abstained.
Not to mention the difference in cultivation level, it is said that Pan Zhang has been recruited by the Ten Constant Attendants, and it was the "Ten Permanent Attendants" who made Pan Zhang abstain.
It is worth mentioning that Dong Zhuo's cultivation strength has improved by leaps and bounds, after not seeing him for several months, and he has become a powerful person in the late stage of integration, which has surprised countless people.
No. 5 Sun Ce faced off against No. 14 Tai Shi Ci.
The reason is simple, they are our own people, and Taishi Ci thinks that he is no match for Sun Ce.
No. 4 Xiahou Dun faced off against No. 27 Cao Ren, but he was one of his own. Cao Ren thought he was no match for Xiahou Dun.
No. 3 Guan Yu faced off against No. 18 Xia Houyuan, and Xia Houyuan abstained. After all, the power of the Martial Saint is not in vain!
No. 7 Hua Xiong faced off against No. 19 Wen Chou. Wen Chou abstained. It’s hard to explain why. He may think he is defeated!
"Hey...that's a bit of a joke! How do you know you're defeated if you don't fight?"
After hearing that several games were not completed, Wu Xin was quite disappointed and regretfully shook his head and sighed.
Dugu Jialuo spat angrily: "Young master, do you think it's all you? Knowing that you are no match, you might as well strive for a better ranking. This is a wise move!"
Having said that, Dugu Jialuo and everyone present could not conceal their admiration, admiration and pride.
As the cultivation level reaches the later stage, the cultivation becomes more difficult and the gap becomes larger. How many people can surpass the level like Wu Xin and defeat the enemy?
Wu Xin shook his head and analyzed: "Others are fine, Wen Chou may not be Hua Xiong's opponent!"
Everyone was unconvinced. Looking at the numbers, it proved the difference in strength!
"No. 8, Shu Dynasty, Zhang Fei; No. 24, Fufeng Ma family, Ma Chao!"
Another loud announcement made countless viewers somewhat uninterested.
If the numbers are so different, someone will most likely give up again!
I originally thought that the "peak showdown" would be extremely exciting and intense. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"I've heard about Yihou's power for a long time, and I admire you. Please give me some advice from Yihou!"
At this moment, a handsome young man wearing a snow-white brocade robe, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and engraved facial features appeared on the ring holding a gun and said politely.
Ma Chao is a member of the Ma family, a prominent family in the northwest, and the son of the northwest giant Ma Teng. He is young and brave, and is known as "Jin Ma Chao". He has a good reputation as a chivalrous man.
"Well……"
Countless people stared in astonishment, but even more people were refreshed. Finally, there was a battle to watch!
The people in the Great Shu camp were astonished and then became as angry as embarrassment.
Without him, this world would be a little different from what Wu Xin knew in his previous life.
Yi Hou Zhang Fei is a veteran and famous general whom he has admired for a long time, but Ma Chao is just a fledgling boy. This is naked contempt and insult!
"In this world, Ma Chao was unsatisfied after surrendering to Shu, and was rejected by everyone, and finally died in depression... Couldn't it be because of this?"
Wu Xin touched his nose and thought inexplicably.
This is something that countless people regretted in Wu Xin's previous life. The dignified Jin Ma Chao died in the depression of being frustrated, being rejected, being hidden, etc. It's sad! Sigh! What a pity!
"That's right! You have ambition! A man should move forward courageously. How about we stop there?"
Zhang Fei, who had a steel beard on his face and looked as black as coal, came to the stage holding a spear and responded in a rather gentle manner.
Zhang Fei may seem rough and unruly, but in reality he is more careful than most men. He also knows that being able to reach the top twenty-five is definitely not ordinary. Fighting to the death is unfavorable, and it is best to solve the problem peacefully.
This is also one of the main reasons why so many people choose to abstain. It does not mean that those who abstain really do not want to fight.
In addition, Zhang Fei is not as arrogant as Guan Yu. He is still quite approachable and easy-going, but his personality is more irritable and impulsive, especially after drinking, and his wine tastes terrible!
"Thank you, senior, for your understanding and tolerance!"
Ma Chao thanked him very gratefully. As soon as he finished speaking, his momentum exploded:
"Sandstorm!"
Ma Chao actually directly used his "exclusive secret technique (that is, the gift of genius)" to deal with it in his strongest state, showing his respect for Zhang Fei.
"..."
Zhang Fei opened his mouth, quite speechless. It seemed that he had self-defeated?
Could it be that the second brother’s approach to things is the right one?
Should you use your power to overwhelm others?
"Desert Wild Sand!"
The mana in Ma Chao's body is violent, and an aura of desolation, violence, and annihilation permeates the arena. Those with lower willpower and strength will be greatly suppressed.
The majestic magic power condensed large areas of yellow sand, making the arena look like a desert ravaged by wild sand.
Amidst the whistling of the yellow sand, countless cold gleams appeared, which were the gleams of Ma Chao's spear.
"Rumble..."
Zhang Fei didn't pay much attention to it, he filled his hand with a snake spear that was eight feet long, and the force swept across it, with a force of ten thousand, the wind and thunder shook his ears.
Amidst the dense and continuous clanging sound of metal, Zhang Fei roared like an angry tiger and retreated violently.
He stood still, but dozens of red spots appeared on his body. They bloomed quickly, but he was stabbed by Ma Chao ten times in a row. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have been defeated in seconds!
"Huh?"
"good!"
"Jin Ma Chao! Jin Ma Chao!!!"
"Heroes come from young men!"
"What a strong young man, he almost killed Yihou instantly!"
"Nonsense! How can you be weak if you can reach the top twenty-five?"
…
Countless people were stunned, countless people shouted, and countless people were shocked and admired.
"Senior, please pay attention! I'm going to do my best. This is a sign of respect for my seniors!"
Ma Chao frowned slightly, but still greeted him politely, but his tone was obviously a little unhappy, and he felt that Zhang Fei didn't respect him!
Wu Xin shook his head and said to everyone: "Did you see it? The gap between the top 25 is very small, and the outcome is unpredictable! If Ma Chao had not shown mercy this time, Zhang Fei would have been defeated!"
Anyone with a sharp eye can see that Ma Chao showed mercy before his strength was exhausted, otherwise Zhang Fei would not have been stabbed dozens of times, but would have been stabbed with dozens of bloody holes and died on the spot.
In Wu Xin's opinion, Ma Chao, who is now just starting out, should indeed be no match for Zhang Fei, who has experienced hundreds of battles and has been famous for a long time.
This is the price of underestimating the enemy!
"roar……"
Zhang Fei finally realized the situation at hand. Not only did he underestimate his opponent too much, he also overestimated himself.
A roar like thunder, black mist steaming all over the body, and the exclusive secret method is used:
"The power of the devil!"
A violent, ferocious, and death aura permeates the arena, making people feel like they are in hell. The timid ones will have their minds and hearts taken away from them, and may even suffer from liver and gallbladder splitting, and die on the spot!
"roar……"
The evil spirit broke out, Zhang Fei's luck roared, and the invisible sound waves turned into a violent black storm visible to the naked eye, rushing towards Ma Chao.
As he roared, Zhang Fei charged like a mad tiger, with a snake spear eight feet long in his hand dancing wildly:
"Heifeng Tiansha!"
The majestic magic power and violent fighting spirit turned into a black evil storm that devoured souls, eroded bones and flesh, swept in all directions, and was so powerful that it could destroy all things.
"Well done!"
Ma Chao's eyes lit up, he was not afraid but shouted with joy, and followed with all his strength:
