Xinning was soaring all the way, making hundreds of thousands of spectators ecstatic. An eighth-level warrior was so powerful in this arena where masters gathered. Not only the warriors, but also the martial arts masters had to admire Xinning. An eighth-level warrior who had not yet advanced to the level of a martial artist was just
Teenagers have reached this level of artistic conception and are so powerful in combat. Once they advance to become martial arts masters, it will be a big deal!
What? You said that Xinning may not be able to advance to martial arts? Then there must be something wrong with your mind. Xinning cannot advance to martial arts. God doesn’t believe it. Well, maybe he will become a real legend in the mainland.
Xinning is at least in the top three. The Jingshi spiritual power assigned to the top three is very abundant, which is not comparable to ordinary Jingshi (high-level warriors).
The old man still has a chance. At present, he has only lost one game to Xinning. The remaining two opponents are the same as Xinning, Liu Wenlong and Lei Yutian, two guys who have not lost yet like Xinning.
The old man vs. Lei Yutian; Xinning vs. Liu Wenlong. Perhaps this is the finale.
On the super big ring in the middle stood the old man and Lei Yutian. The lightning element was really difficult to deal with. The lightning bolts over a foot long on the sword tip made people feel numb. This is going to take a beating...
This guy's speed is so fast that he even has lightning under his feet. He's got all the good things going for him.
The old man's speed is so fast that the lightning in the thunderstorm caused by Phantom is difficult to hit the target. Thunderstorm faces the same problem as Xinning. Unfortunately, he cannot divide the lightning into several parts like Xinning. There are about a hundred of them.
During the round, there was no lightning in the thunderstorm and he was knocked off the ring.
Liu Wenlong, a big man in black, held a golden sword and looked at Xinning with contempt: "Boy, you are so arrogant. Look, the whole audience is shouting your name. If you do it in front of so many people who support you,
You must be very happy, haha..." Liu Wenlong didn't feel it himself, and his psychology seemed to be a little distorted.
"Do you think you can do it?" Xinning looked at his opponent contemptuously.
"Don't think it's great just because you won a few pieces of junk, hum!" Liu Wenlong hummed, even though he already valued Xinning.
"I heard that you like to seriously injure my friends, isn't it great?" Xinning teased his opponent.
"Well, you are really smart. You seem to be aware of your fate. Unfortunately, you have no chance. I really don't like to leave hidden dangers for myself." Liu Wenlong has already made up his mind that this guy must not stay and eradicate the roots.
"Oh, we are really close friends. Haha! I think so too." Xinning smiled so obscenely that even Liu Wenlong opposite him felt a chill.
"Boom!" Xinning's hand stick hit Liu Wenlong with all its strength. With a "dang" sound, Xinning's hand stick was made of who knows what material. Even the blacksmith couldn't break it down. Liu Wenlong's sharp aura enveloped the golden sword.
Xinning's hand stick had a slight impact.
The unlucky Liu Wenlong had no advantage in all aspects in front of Xinning. His invincible mood was easily blocked by Xinning's stick, which surprised Liu Wenlong. Oh no! What kind of magical weapon does this guy have in his hand? I thought that
Ao's sharp artistic conception has no effect at all, and his strength is not as strong as Xinning. How can he fight? Do he want to escape?
Xinning's movements are as fast as the wind. Although Xinning's advantage is not big, Xinning is already very satisfied. All he needs is this small advantage.
As the fierce battle lasted for several hours, Liu Wenlong gradually discovered that Xinning's strength had weakened. Humph! After all, you are only at level eight. Let's see how you can outlast me. Liu Wenlong's confidence gradually recovered, and there was no way he could escape.
Meaning. Hum! If you persist for another hundred and eighty rounds, I will definitely kill you, Liu Wenlong thought fiercely.
Sure enough, Xinning's strength was getting weaker and weaker, and had dropped to a level lower than Liu Wenlong's. Xinning was indeed not pretending. After several hours of all-out fighting, Xinning's supply of spiritual energy was indeed smaller than that of his opponent.
Liu Wenlong became more and more courageous as he fought, and hundreds of thousands of spectators watched with fear. After all, his idol was getting closer and closer to the championship.
"Xinning is going to lose. It seems that the endurance of level eight is hard to match that of level nine."
"Yes, Liu Wenlong is no worse than Xinning in all aspects. His artistic conception and strength are both good. His level seems to be higher than that of Xinning. No wonder people say he is the most vocal candidate for this year's championship."
"Xinning is still young after all. In a few years, it would be great to break through to level nine."
"Yeah, it's amazing that a teenager can reach this point."
"Well, Xinning's future cannot be accommodated by this small Fire Wing Mansion. Maybe he will create a miracle on the mainland?"
"Yes, even if Xinning Mansion is less than twenty years old than Xinning, he is really a genius."
"What a pity, I bet Xinning one hundred gold coins, that's three times the odds!"
"Three times is nothing. When I bet, the odds are a hundred times."
"I don't think Xinning will definitely lose. You haven't noticed that in the past few games, Xinning didn't have the advantage from the beginning."
"Really, maybe Xinning has another surprise, haha!"
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The surprise did come. Xinning knew that the gap between himself and Liu Wenlong was not big. If he wanted to seriously injure his opponent, he could only win by surprise.
Dagger! The hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience were really dumbfounded. When Liu Wenlong fell headlong into the ring, no one could have imagined this sudden change. Xinning, who had been suppressed, flashed past Liu Wenlong like the wind, and Dagger
The trajectory was almost an arc, chasing Liu Wenlong's neck as he tried to dodge.
The whole place was silent. Liu Wenlong was dead.
"Wenlong!" A miserable voice came. Liu Wenlong's grandfather, Liu Shanzhen, the patriarch of the Liu family, rushed to the ring like crazy. "Little beast, if you dare to kill my grandson, I will kill you!" Liu Shanzhen
He swung his sword and hit Xinning.
"Ah!" More than 100,000 observers in the audience collectively exclaimed that such a situation was out of control in this mansion.
"Bang!" A loud voice came. Immediately afterwards, several figures jumped onto the ring. Xinning's grandfather appeared in front of Xinning in time, blocking Liu Shanzhen's crazy attack.
"Bang!" "Ah!"...
Liu Shanzhen, who almost lost his mind, was knocked off the ring by an astonishing wave of spiritual energy. A middle-aged man in white put away his sword.
"Humph! This palace competition is also a place where you can run wild." It turns out that this is Wu Changhua, the master of the Fire Wing Palace. Wu Changhua, who has been at the peak of the late martial arts for decades, is full of expectations for this palace competition. There are so many good artistic conceptions.
Miao Zi is the one who hopes to obtain the prefecture-level martial arts cave in the royal capital. Damn! This old guy is really looking for death if he dares to attack Xinning, who has given him the greatest hope.
Liu Shanzhen was only a junior martial artist. He fought hard with Xin Linli, but was struck by Wu Changhua's terrifying blow. He fell off the ring and was not sure whether he was alive or dead. The disciples of the Liu family quickly carried Liu Shanzhen and the dead Liu Wenlong off.
"It is a life and death competition in the arena. The Liu family violated the rules and took back all the caves and quiet rooms owned by the Liu family in Fire Wing City! You are not allowed to participate in the competition for fifty years, huh!" Wu Changhua's voice was like a huge billowing wave, spreading throughout the country.
field.
Such a punishment is undoubtedly very severe. However, in the face of such violations, the palace master has such power. The Liu family has completely lost its ability to compete in the Fire Wing Palace.
"Okay!" There were more than 200,000 cheers from the audience, and Wu Changhua finally saved a bit of face as the master of the palace. This provocation of the rules of the palace competition, which had not appeared in thousands of years, really made Wu Changhua very embarrassed. The warrior's hope match was about to come to an end.
It was time to decide the champion, so I came to watch excitedly, but I didn't expect such a scene to happen. Fortunately, the martial arts master of the new family prevented a possible tragedy.
"Thank you, Master, for upholding justice!" Xinning and his grandfather bowed and saluted Wu Changhua.
The audience was excited, and I don’t know how many people bought Xinning to win the championship. Xinning’s name was heard again.
Lei Yutian is not much stronger than Liu Wenlong. Because of the annoying thunder and lightning, Xinning is not willing to touch head-on. Xinning's hand stick almost didn't let go after the first touch. Fortunately, Qinggong and body skills are stronger than the opponent, and the eleven fire shadows harassed him.
He grabbed his opponent, and the fire burned his clothes and pants. The ragged Lei Yutian was really unwilling to persist like this, so he jumped off the ring.