Except for the battle with the fighting maniac in Demon Zunzunlou, he rarely played matches.
Although if you defeat your opponent in a match, there is a chance that you can obtain the opponent's bloodline, skills, and talents.
But at the same time, these will also be wiped out by the other party, with the same advantages and disadvantages.
Yuwen Tuo is not a fighting madman like Demon Lord, so he is not obsessed with matching.
But there is no other way now, the atmosphere has reached this point, and he has to go.
"Whether it matches the opponents in the heavens!"
The voice of the chat group rang out.
"Yes." Yuwen Tuo nodded and slowly put on the golden mask with a solemn expression.
"Start matching, matching!"
"Match successful!"
"Match the opponent, the best general in the six worlds, the goalkeeper of Nantianmen, Feipeng."
"Fei Peng??"
When Yu Wentuo heard this name, he immediately thought it sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"Fei Peng!"
In the auditorium, Mo Zhenglou suddenly stood up as if he had been injected with blood, and said in disbelief:
"Fei Peng!"
"Feipeng, it seems that he is brother Chonglou's confidant." Ye Fan said.
"It's true. In the sky and on earth, only Feipeng can compete with the Demon Lord." Xu Que said.
"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting." Xuanzang said with a smile.
Didn't expect that Yuwen Tuo would actually match Fei Peng, the number one god in the six realms?
"I seem to smell the scent of bondage," Ace said.
"The relationship between Chonglou and Demon Lord is just like Madara and Hashirama. They are fateful opponents, and fate binds them together."
"But the only difference is that Chonglou and Feipeng really just want to fight.
And Madara and Hashirama are also involved in the interests of the village." The old devil said.
"Demon King, you see clearly." Morgana said.
"Haha, as you get older, you will naturally have richer experiences." The old devil laughed.
"Huh, Demon King." Uchiha glanced at him without saying anything.
If it weren't for the benefit of the family and the village, he and Hashirama would definitely become good friends.
Unfortunately, fate plays a trick. They are destined to fight against each other.
In the virtual arena, at the end of the reincarnation passage, a tall and heroic figure slowly walked out.
What came into view was Fei Peng, the number one god in heaven, who was dressed in silver robes and armor, with a face as cold as ice, and holding a demon-slaying sword.
Fei Peng was expressionless, looking like a robot with no emotions.
But the cold aura and the invincible loneliness emanating from top to bottom made Yuwen Tuo feel a rush of blood.
"His appearance looks so familiar."
Yuwen Tuo looked at Feipeng's handsome face that was 90% similar to his own, as if looking into a mirror.
At this moment, he finally understood why Mo Zunzunlou saw him shouting about Fei Peng.
It turns out that there are really similar people in the world!
"Fei Peng, come and fight me!"
Seeing his old rival, Demon Lord in the audience couldn't bear it any longer. He went crazy, his eyes were red, and he wanted to get on the ring immediately.
It's a pity that except for the group members, the matching Zhutian players cannot see or hear the sound of the audience.
No matter how much Mo Zunzunlou screams, Feipeng cannot feel the existence of Mozunzunlou.
"Stop shouting, Chonglou. Feipeng can't hear you, and this is also a Feipeng among countless parallel universes, not your world Feipeng." Yan Shuangying said.
"I don't care, this is my Feipeng, ah. Do you know how I came here in these thousand years!" Mo Zunzunlou said loudly.
"..." Yan Shuangying?
"It seems that Brother Chonglou and General Feipeng are true love." Ye Fan sighed?
"True love, Ye Hei, your choice of words is somewhat inappropriate," Xu Que said.
"Group leader, what can you do? I want to fight Feipeng." Mo Zunzunlou said?
"There is no way, we must wait until this battle is over." Yan Shuangying said.
"Brother Chonglou, don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Since brother Yuwen can match Feipeng, maybe you can too. This is actually a matter of probability, so the problem is not big." Ye Fan comforted.
Hearing this, Mo Zunzunlou's mood eased a lot.
But his eyes were still fixed on Feipeng on the ring.
The female members also looked at Chonglou, never expecting that the friendship between men could be so sincere!
On the ring, Feipeng and Yuwentuo looked at each other.
Feipeng didn't talk nonsense, he just drew his sword and cut Yuwen Tuo.
Yuwen Tuo spoke in advance:
"etc."
Fei Peng just raised his head and glanced at it, saying:
"Do you have any last words?"
"..." Yuwen Tuo was speechless. This was usually what he said to his enemies.
"No, I just think the two of us may have some fate."
Yuwen Tuo said, and slowly took off the golden mask from his face.
When he saw Yuwen Tuo's true appearance, Feipeng was also slightly stunned, having the illusion of looking in a mirror.
There are actually such similar people in the world.
"General Feipeng, you are wearing silver armor and I am wearing gold armor. You have the magic weapon Sword of Demon Slaying and I have the magic weapon Xuanyuan Sword. Are we destined?" Yuwen Tuo said.
"So what? Even so, do you think I won't kill you? When you get here, you must understand why?" Feipeng said.
Although he didn't know the existence of the chat group, he was not a fool.
The purpose of this arena is to duel and determine the winner. The winner can get some useful materials from the loser.
Of course, Feipeng doesn't care about this, he just wants an opponent to fight with.
"Okay, Yuwen Tuo, please enlighten me." Yuwen Tuo said.
Then it switched to the invincible and domineering Grand Master Yuwen, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, and the golden sword energy flashed.
When Fei Peng saw this, the demon-slaying sword in his hand trembled, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, things became interesting.
"kill!"
A golden light and a silver light intersected in the void, like meteors cutting through time and space. Above the universe, sword energy criss-crossed, moving stars and changing battles.
The Xuanyuan Sword and the Demon-Slaying Sword collided, and the golden and silver sword energy offset each other and competed with each other.
The battle between Yuwen Tuo and Feipeng is very direct, a battle of pure swordsmanship and combat skills.
There are no other bells and whistles, every sword and every attack is superb. It can be described as an artistic battle feast.
In the auditorium, Chonglou gritted his teeth, the roots of his teeth were all broken, wishing that he was the one fighting Feipeng.
Everyone saw it and laughed without saying a word.
After three hundred rounds, Fei Peng and Yuwen Tuo distanced themselves. The two were deliberately a little hasty, which obviously consumed a lot of energy.
"General Feipeng, I don't think it's better than a draw. If we continue, it's impossible not to see blood." Yuwen Tuo said.
"Hahaha, do you think I'm afraid of seeing blood?" Feipeng laughed and asked.
"Of course I'm not afraid. Let's compete in martial arts until the point is reached." Yuwen Tuo said.
"Okay, it's been a long time since I've had such a hearty time. Maybe it's the fate you mentioned. It's a draw. I hope we can fight again." Feipeng said casually.
Leaving behind a word, Feipeng disappeared into the arena.