The powerful sound of breaking wind immediately exploded, and the violent fist force swept toward Ling Hao like a hurricane. Wherever it passed, the surrounding air surged rapidly and strong winds blew.
"Okay!" Ling Hao replied in a deep voice, flipped his wrist, and drew out a cold light from his mad knife to greet him.
Bang!
The two men's attacks collided in mid-air, and the airwaves aroused directly shook the guardrail of the referee's area beside the ring into powder. The two referees took several steps back before they stabilized themselves.
Then, after the two looked at each other, they both jumped off the ring without any hesitation.
It's too exaggerated. This has just begun. Just a random move from both sides has such great power. If it is really used with all its strength, the entire arena may not be saved. It is better for the two of them to stay away.
At the same time, Ling Hao slid a dozen meters behind him, his aura slightly disordered.
On the other hand, Gu Yihan retreated seven or eight steps and then stopped.
With one move, Ling Hao was slightly inferior.
"It's not bad. I'm surprised that a casual knife can push me back so far." Gu Yihan smiled faintly.
After finishing speaking, the figure flashed out again, and then his tone was serious: "Come again!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his knife to meet him.
The next moment, the two were fighting fiercely.
After a while, an air vortex with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared on the arena, soaring into the sky like a tornado.
People outside only saw two figures flickering in the vortex, and they could no longer tell who was who. From time to time, strong air waves rushed out of the vortex, rushing straight through.
This is all due to the wisdom of the two referees who avoided it early, otherwise, they would have been torn into pieces by this time.
"Great Elder, can you tell what the young master's chances of winning are?" In the VIP area, Qian Qing looked at Liao Hong and asked.
"I can't tell for the moment!" Liao Hong shook his head slightly, his face slightly solemn.
After a brief pause, he turned to look at Gongsun Yin: "I wonder if the Prime Minister can tell something?"
"Judging from the current situation, the King of the West is temporarily at a disadvantage." Gongsun Yin looked towards the ring and said.
"However, don't worry too much. Both sides have not used their trump cards yet. It is too early to draw a conclusion on who is stronger!"
After finishing speaking, he thought for a moment and then turned to look at Yu Jun: "Master Yu, just in case, go out and keep an eye on me!"
"If the King of the West is really defeated, let him admit defeat directly. It doesn't matter if he loses the game. We must make sure that he is fine!"
"Understood!" Yu Jun nodded, stood up and walked towards the ring.
Bang!
At this moment, a loud noise once again spread through the air, and then the figures of Ling Hao and Ling Hao were seen shooting out at the same time, each sliding a hundred meters away before stopping.
Both of them had bloodshot eyes oozing from the corners of their mouths. It could be seen from the auras of both of them that Ling Hao was indeed slightly inferior.
"As expected of a thousand-year-old prodigy!" Gu Yihan suppressed the surging blood in his heart and looked at Ling Hao and said.
"You can actually be invincible against me for more than ten rounds with the cultivation level of the War Emperor Perfection Realm. I really admire you!"
"However, you should know by now that if I try my best, you have no chance of winning! If I were you, I would definitely give in!"
This wave of attacks between the two men was obviously testing each other's true strength.
"Really?" Ling Hao smiled and looked at Gu Yihan: "Since you are so confident, how about we change the rules of the game?"
"How do you want to change it?" Gu Yihan was slightly stunned.
