When Wu Xin was hesitating whether to use the "Sen Luo Ghost Face" to possess the Thunder Emperor Xia Houli, a huge butterfly appeared, carrying countless small butterflies, and suddenly rushed out.
"Eternal Divine Body!"
Wu Xin was shocked, and still remembered that Cao Hong was knocked out by Sun Shangxiang's move. This was a method similar to a shock wave. It was difficult to avoid, so it was best to bear it forcefully.
"boom……"
With the muffled sound, Wu Xin felt as if he had been swept by a storm or struck by a torrent, his clothes and hair were freezing, but he stood as tall as a mountain and was not injured.
Finally got over it, Wu Xin was about to summon the "Sealing God Monument" to suppress...
"No fighting! Brother Li Huang is bullying others..."
The phantom of the butterfly dispersed, and Sun Shangxiang appeared. He glared angrily at Wu Xin, and quickly left the ring!
"call……"
Wu Xin breathed a sigh of relief and kept some trump cards to deal with others. He was in a happy mood and joked loudly:
"Remember to pay for my clothes!"
At this time, although Wu Xin was not too embarrassed, his hair was messy, and his brocade robe had been slashed with seven or eight holes by Sun Shangxiang. The reality was not as easy as it seemed.
As long as Wu Xin's body is slightly weaker, Sun Shangxiang should not be able to kill Wu Xin, but Wu Xin will inevitably be defeated and injured!
"On the 25th, Emperor Wu of Yuechan Palace, Wu Xin, wins!"
In this eye-opening and quite relaxing and peaceful duel, the host who belongs to the "Ten Constant Attendants" camp did not hesitate to praise Wu Xin and even cleverly changed "Li Huang" to "武皇"
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Did the host forget that Guan Yu was called "Martial Saint"?
If Wu Xin can win the championship, then the "Martial Emperor" will be much more valuable than the "Martial Saint" and will be recognized by the court. Then... the "Martial Saint" will become a joke!
The second round of the showdown continues...
More than half of them have abstained, and there are fewer and fewer real duels.
After two rounds, among the thirty-two strong ones, everyone already knows who is strong and who is weak. They should work hard and accept their fate.
The top thirty-two, according to the final reward level, have been roughly divided into four levels:
One emperor! Four kings! Nine generals! Eighteen noble lords!
The seven candidates have already accepted their fate, but for the sake of eighteen noble lords, they will have to defeat more than half of them. The probability is too low. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
The third round...
No. 1 Zhang Xiu was defeated by the inhuman Wutu Gu.
No. 7 Hua Xiong was defeated by No. 11 Zhao Yun.
No. 8 Zhang Fei was defeated by No. 23 Sun Shangxiang.
Wu Xin on the 25th was lucky enough to meet Pan Zhang on the 17th, but Pan Zhang immediately abstained!
No. 6 Diao Chan met No. 4 Xiahou Dun, but Xiahou Dun unexpectedly lost!
After three rounds of screening, measurement, and comparison, I have a rough idea of the strength of each player, each force, and countless viewers.
There is no loser so far, just:
No. 2 Dong Zhuo, No. 3 Guan Yu, No. 5 Sun Ce, No. 6 Diao Chan, No. 9 Lu Bu, No. 11 Zhao Yun, No. 21 Wu Tu Gu, No. 25 Wu Xin and other eight people.
Obviously, one emperor and four kings were born among these eight people. They still have to occupy three positions of the nine generals. What else can the others do?
"The third round, the last game..."
"On the 15th, the Yuechan Palace, Xu Chu; on the 16th, the Wei Empire, Dian Wei!"
As the sun set and the sky became dark, the host announced loudly. Looking at the two extraordinary burly men on the stage, countless people were lifted up.
Just by looking at their bodies, you can tell that both of them are good at strength and take a fierce approach, so it will be a fierce battle!
"The ancient evil came to Dianwei, has it been confirmed that he was recruited by the Wei Empire?"
Although he knew it was not confirmed and the host would not announce it, Wu Xin still frowned and looked at Dugu Jialuo and asked.
Dugu Jialuo responded with regret on his face: "Well! I don't know what method the Wei Empire used. It seems that the Wei Emperor personally recruited it. It's a pity..."
Dugu Jialuo had already sent people to recruit Dian Wei, and even came forward in person. Before he decided whether to let Diao Chan go there in person, Dian Wei had already been recruited by Cao Cao, so there was nothing he could do!
Wu Xin nodded and comforted Xu Chu: "Relax!"
In Wu Xin's mind, one emperor and four kings basically have no place for Xu Chu, while the nine generals must have a place for Xu Chu.
Therefore, in fact, in this duel, it doesn't make much difference whether Xu Chu fights or not. Seeing Xu Chu's face full of fighting spirit, Wu Xin couldn't bear to feel cold.
Not just Wu Xin, most people basically know the positioning of most of the thirty-two strong people!
"The evil god roars!"
"The power of the tiger!"
The two giant men with big shoulders and round waists knew that the other side was an evenly matched opponent, so they immediately unleashed their full strength in a tacit understanding.
Dian Wei's genius talent is the power of the evil god, which is extremely intimidating and can enhance a certain range of hostility, murderous intent, fighting intent, etc., with a relatively comprehensive increase.
Xu Chu's genius talent is the power of a tiger, which is relatively low in deterrence and tends to increase his strength.
Just looking at the comparison of talents between the two, Wu Xin feels that Xu Chu is still slightly inferior to Dian Wei!
However, Xu Chu followed him earlier, and was tempered and assisted by the "eternal blood". His physical strength was obviously stronger than that of Dian Wei. But even so, the two people's cultivation realm was still the same.
Even for Wu Xin, it is difficult to predict who is strong and who is weak, who will win and who will lose, let alone others!
What is certain is that without Wu Xin's influence, Xu Chu would indeed be half as good as Dian Wei.
"Ten thousand times broken!"
"The tiger king is angry!"
There was no testing, no measuring, and no warm-up. The two of them just burst into action with their own unique skills.
The force of Dianwei clamps down on ten thousand junctures, and the fierce wind turns into a sweeping storm. It is so powerful that it can break mountains, making it invincible.
Xu Chu roared and attacked, his ferocious fighting spirit and violent will condensed the form of the tiger king and turned into a tiger king to attack.
"boom……"
The storm and the Tiger King collided, and the loud noise was deafening.
The arena composed of nine magic weapons trembled, giving people the illusion of shaking the world.
Xu Chu and Dian Wei both took three steps back, each step causing the ring to tremble and the surface to dent slightly.
"Keng..."
Xu Chu's hair straightened in anger, he threw the big knife in his hand, inserted it several feet into the ring, looked directly at Dian Wei and said provocatively:
"How dare you?!"
"boom……"
Dian Wei's steel beard was raised, and he threw the halberd in his hand and nailed it to the ring. His hands were clenched and moving, and the bones in his body were ringing and the veins were bulging.
"roar……"
Xu Chu was the first to roar and pounced on Dian Wei with his bare hands like a tiger.
"ah……"
Dian Wei let out a loud roar, rushed forward without any timidity, and punched out.
"Bang, bang, bang... click, click..."
The sound of heavy objects bombarding, mixed with the sound of bones cracking, made countless people gape, their teeth became sore, and their hearts trembled and their flesh ached.
Two giant men who were far larger than ordinary people, looking like street gangsters, were fighting each other.
You punch, I slap, you kick, I kick...
The punches touch the flesh, and the legs are solid.
Pieces of bright red blood are scattered everywhere, the red color is dazzling!
The magic weapon arena continued to tremble, as if it was trembling for the two inhuman beings...
Except for the genius talents that they each maintained, the two of them did not use any tricks, not even special moves, and did not even increase their cultivation and mana. They all relied on their pure physical strength to fight.
"beat!"
"Hit his eye..."
"Left hook! Hit his chin!"
"Tick your vaginal feet! A monkey steals peaches! You can't do this!"
"Bite! Bite him!"
"Vital! Hit the vital..."
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Such a fighting style made countless strong men look stupid, but it completely aroused the enthusiasm of most of the men, who waved their arms and shouted, quite excited.
This is the purest showdown!
This is the most direct force!
This is the most barbaric and vulgar way of playing...
