"What do you general alliance disciples mean? Do you still look down on the disciples of our alliance's martial arts house?"
"What about the direct disciples? Don't forget that the direct disciples of your Formation Sect and the direct disciples of the Fantasy Sect were both defeated by Jiang Yun!"
"Wang Jizhong's level is higher than that of Jiang Yun, and his age is also higher than that of Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun can defeat his direct disciple, let alone Wang Jizhong!"
While everyone was discussing, Wang Jizhong and Qin Wentian also stepped onto the ring one after another.
"Game start!"
As soon as the competition started, the two released their martial arts spirits one after another.
"Judgment based on the quality of the martial spirit!"
"That's right! Qin Wentian is a god-level martial spirit "Lion King Divine Beast", while Wang Jizhong is just a holy-level martial spirit "Charged Divine Sword"."
"Bah! Our Jiang Yun doesn't even have a martial spirit, so why can't he be the same as your direct disciple?"
In the arena, the battle is about to break out.
Qin Wentian took the lead in using "Beast Transformation" and transformed into a half-orc.
At the same time, Wang Jizhong also waved the charged magic sword in his hand.
In an instant, a piercing flame sword energy swept forward in a fan-shaped wave. Wherever it passed, the floor of the arena was scorched.
However, after activating the "Beast Transformation", Qin Wentian's strength and defense were greatly improved.
Facing Wang Jizhong's flaming sword energy, he was not afraid at all. He stepped hard with both feet and jumped directly to a height of 100 meters, dodging the flaming sword energy with ease.
This flaming sword energy swept across the floor and soon hit the barrier of the arena. With a loud bang, the entire arena shook violently.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Wentian's huge body fell from the sky like a meteorite.
The lion roars!
A long roar shook the sky, rumbling like thunder, and the entire scene suddenly resounded with a shocking roar of a lion.
Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears. Even across the barrier, they felt abnormally uncomfortable in their chests and abdomen, and their blood was surging.
Wang Jizhong, who was on the ring, also trembled and his consciousness became a little blurry.
At the same time, Qin Wentian descended from the sky, his sharp claws pierced the air, carrying a flickering light, and struck Wang Jizhong's chest with one claw.
Wang Jizhong couldn't dodge it at all. At this moment, he could only hold the power-charged magic sword tightly with both hands and block it in front of him.
boom--!
With a violent sound, the charged magic sword was immediately aroused with sparks, and Wang Jizhong's body was like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood, flying backwards, and being heavily bombarded.
On the boundary.
Suddenly, the sky above the arena was filled with smoke and dust, and everyone couldn't help but gasp.
They were all sighing at Qin Wentian's terrifying strength.
"Wang Jizhong can't even catch Qin Wentian's claws. It seems that this battle won't waste much of Qin Wentian's time."
"Yes, after all, the distance between the direct disciples and the disciples of these alliance martial arts houses is still too big."
"What a pity. No matter how much a country bumpkin changes, he will still be a country bumpkin."
Although these words of the General Alliance disciples made the disciples of the Alliance Martial House very angry, they had no way to refute them.
After all, it is true that they all saw with their own eyes that Qin Wentian was able to repel Wang Jizhong with just one claw.
On the ring, Wang Jizhong stood up slowly, and the charged magic sword in his hand glowed brightly. At the same moment, the aura on Wang Jizhong's body also surged, and a terrifying aura spread instantly.
"What's going on? This aura is getting stronger!" Qing Yi felt Wang Jizhong's aura and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Xia Houyang on the side said in a deep voice: "It is indeed true. The aura on his body has at least doubled in strength! And it is still getting stronger!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man in gray robes beside Xia Houyang suddenly smiled proudly and said: "Master Xiahou, this is what Jizhong has achieved through perseverance in the past ten years."
"This is also the strongest ability of his martial spirit. With this move, our Jizhong can hit the top ten in the General Alliance Conference this year."
"Prince Palace Master, long time no see." Xia Houyang glanced at the man in gray robe beside him and said with cupped hands.
Because this middle-aged man in gray robe is the head of the Martial Palace of the Royal Alliance where Wang Jizhong belongs, and he is also Wang Jizhong's father.
And Xia Houyang couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart. The palace master's goal was to let Wang Jizhong win the top ten. This ambition was too big.
On the ring, Wang Jizhong held a charged magic sword in one hand, and as his eyes gradually became sharper, the rich immortal energy continued to emerge from his body.
These immortal energies swept in from all directions, and along with his right wrist, they were all injected into the charged magic sword.
"This aura...has become four times stronger and has reached the stage of being a direct disciple! And it continues to grow!"
"What exactly is going on? Why can the aura surge to such an extent?"
"Is this some god-level martial skill?"
For a moment, many disciples in the audience exclaimed.
Palace Master Wang narrowed his eyes in triumph and said with a smile: "This is the third ability of Jizhong Wuhun's power-charging magic sword - "charge expansion"!"
"Today is different from the past. Compared with ten years ago, we at Jizhong are now able to use "accumulated expansion" to the limit."
"I'm afraid not many of the direct disciples can withstand this blow."
""Charged expansion"? What is this?" Qing Yi looked at Xia Houyang in confusion and asked in confusion.
Xia Houyang looked at Palace Master Wang with admiration, and then explained: "Wang Jizhong's martial spirit "Charged Magic Sword" not only contains the two elemental energies of wind and fire, but the real ability of his martial spirit is "charge expansion"
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"After using "Charged Expansion", the immortal energy in Wang Jizhong's body will expand exponentially every second, and the rate of increase is exactly twice the amount of his own immortal energy!"
"Doubling every second?" Everyone couldn't help but take a breath after hearing Xia Houyang's words.
Xia Houyang continued: "Ten years ago, Wang Jizhong was a peak sixth-level martial emperor. After using "charge expansion", he was able to severely injure a seventh-level peak martial emperor with one sword."
"Now that he is the eighth-level Martial Emperor, his martial soul ability has been developed to the limit. I'm afraid Qin Wentian won't be able to catch this sword!"
"Such a strong martial soul ability?" Everyone present was amazed. After all, many of them did not participate in the last General League Conference and did not know Wang Jizhong's martial soul ability.
"But it's a pity that after using "charge expansion", Wang Jizhong will be exhausted for a period of time."
Powerful martial soul abilities always come with corresponding side effects, and everyone can understand this.
Now in the arena, Wang Jizhong is surrounded by substantial immortal energy, and the charged magic sword in his hand is like a sun, emitting dazzling light.
"Can't wait any longer!" Qin Wentian frowned. He could feel that Wang Jizhong's aura had become nearly ten times stronger than before!
He knew that if Wang Jizhong was allowed to continue to accumulate strength, he would definitely lose.
Moreover, now he also felt a terrifying sense of threat, bursting out from Wang Jizhong's body and locking on him.