"Xiao Wu, you did a good job." Chen Nan nodded with satisfaction, and a message was transmitted into the mind of the fifth elder of Nitian Pavilion.
"Xiaosi, I also like your kick, but it's a bit weak, so be careful next time."
After hearing Chen Nan's words, both the fourth elder and the fifth elder showed gratitude in their eyes. The approachable attitude of the elders is indeed a model for our generation to learn from.
When Chen Nan first arrived, a title directly and secretly revealed his identity as a mysterious senior.
The fourth and fifth elders were deeply impressed. Now they finally understood why the mysterious senior wanted to beat them up. He obviously didn't want to be their two apprentices.
Having said that, this mysterious senior from Nitian Pavilion is so powerful, how many people in the world can be his master?
"Alright, please arrange for me to take action." Chen Nan glanced at the arena. At this moment, a disciple from Wentian Valley was competing with Zhan Tiangong.
The fifth elder whispered a few words to the other elders, then walked to the person in charge of the human royal city, said a few words, and then handed over Chen Nan's token and name.
The person in charge frowned, and after checking that there was no problem with the token, he confirmed that Chen Nan was a new disciple of Nitian Pavilion, but didn't say anything.
"If no other disciples from your Nitian Pavilion take action, this new disciple can take action in the next game. However, the remaining disciples from other forces are all in the Great Heaven. If you are sure there is no problem,
, I will arrange it."
The person in charge looked strange.
Only the Great Heavenly Positions dared to take action, and even the weak Great Heavenly Positions were severely injured. If a Middle Heavenly Position came up to join in the fun, this Nitian Pavilion was probably crazy.
But this matter has nothing to do with him, so let’s stop talking about it so as not to offend people.
The competition between the disciples of Zhantian Palace and Wentian Valley also had results, and Zhantian Palace lost this time.
Now at this time, it has reached the final stage. Except for the previously determined list of duels, no one dares to step forward to challenge.
If you are not careful, you will lose arms and legs, and then your centuries-old cultivation will be ruined.
In this situation, the human races are still showing mercy to each other. If they encounter the monster race or demon race among the hundreds of races, the arena will be even more bloody.
"Wu Ming of Hatian Temple versus Chen Nan of Nitian Pavilion."
Following a prompt, there was a cheer from the Hentian Temple, and a middle-aged man moved and jumped onto the ring.
"Wu Ming."
"Chen Nan."
The two said their names to each other to confirm their identities.
Wu Ming glanced at Chen Nan, "I don't care what force is behind you, or even why your elders took action against the two powerful men Zi Chen and Zi Ying for you, but if you meet me today, you are unlucky.
You take action."
Wu Ming looked at Chen Nan and hooked his hand.
"Wu Ming's cultivation is in the middle stage of the Great Celestial Realm, which is a level higher than that of the boy from Nitian Pavilion. There seems to be no suspense in this duel. What is going on in Nitian Pavilion? Could it be because of their royal city?
The territory is about to be lost, so why not break it?"
"Senior Brother Wu Ming's unique skill is called "Blood Shadow Seizing Silver Hand". Even if we fight with him at the same level in Hentian Palace, we will not be able to gain any advantage. This Chen Nan... I'm afraid it can be done with just one move.
Got killed instantly."
"It would be a good idea to let the powerful disciples of Hentian Palace test this boy's strength."
…
On the ring-shaped stands, countless powerful people had curious eyes flashing in their eyes. Looking at this scene, Yuan Xiuzhu's eyes flashed with complex expressions from the Zhantian Palace.
"Does it have the same name?" he murmured.
He looked at Chen Nan on the ring, his eyes motionless.
Batian smiled and said: "Elder brother, this kid is also called Chen Nan, but it's a pity that he is not on the same level as us. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind finding some pleasure in him. You said, the elders came here because of a small world
Guy, let us be careful, hahaha, senior brother, do you think this kid is that person?"
Yuan Xiuzhu closed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and said nothing.
On the ring, as soon as Wu Ming made a move, his body turned into a blood shadow and disappeared. In his next breath, a huge silver palm appeared in the void.
The palm appeared at the back of Chen Nan's head.
This huge silver palm slapped Chen Nan on the head in an instant.
On the circular stands, countless strong men had expressions of disdain on their lips.
I originally thought that the disciples of the Nitian Pavilion would be some powerful characters, or at least persist for hundreds of breaths in the pavilion, but they would be killed with this move. It seems that after Wu Ming successfully practiced the "Blood Shadow Seizer",
I plan to kill this guy instantly with one move.
In this way, it can be regarded as establishing prestige and preventing others from challenging you later.
Over at Nitian Pavilion, Jiang Longzi, Heitian... and other disciples from Nitian Pavilion all had unbearable expressions in their eyes, and they closed their eyes subconsciously.
Wen Jing looked at this scene and sighed deeply.
She originally didn't care about the life and death of the little people, but she still felt a little regretful that the little people could die like this. As long as the middle-level people work hard, they can one day step into the big-level and overlord-level positions.
She touched her chest. In that awkward position, she felt a sudden pain. It was the black poisonous mist left by Ziying's sneak attack when the Heaven-defying Treasure House was opened. She thought it had been driven away, but she didn't expect it to come back again.
.
She was just stunned for a moment, and then looked towards the stage, only to find that Wu Ming's huge silver-grabbing hand was disconnected with a click, and then quickly fell apart. Chen Nan stood on the stage without even looking back.
The next moment, Wu Ming's body reappeared in the void. His whole body was a strange white color, and his energy and blood seemed to be exhausted to the limit.
He was holding one arm and howling miserably.
Then a golden flame burned on his body, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes.
At the place where he died, a humanoid black mark appeared.
Quiet.
Very quiet.
The breaths of countless strong men froze in an instant.
They are still aware of what happened in that scene just now.
"This..." Zhantian Palace Batian frowned when he saw this scene, "He is..."
Yuan Xiuzhu said: "His physical body has reached an extremely terrifying level, and his heaven-defying fighting spirit has formed a layer of defense all over his body, capable of tearing everything apart."
"As far as I know, the Blood Shadow Seizes Silver Hand uses all the energy and blood in his body to strengthen the hand. Is it possible that he still can't break through that layer of defense?" Batian's heart has already vaguely combined the person in his heart with the Chen Nan in front of him.
