Liu Zhenhai did not stop him, but looked forward to the duel between Qianyu and Long Ziteng.
As a Spirit Gathering Master, you not only have superb Spirit Gathering Techniques, but also need to have a certain level of cultivation. Although a Spirit Gathering Master has a vast network of contacts, your contacts cannot protect you all the time, and you will always be alone.
.The thing that can really keep you alive is not the spirit gathering technique, but your powerful cultivation.
The more exquisite a spirit-gathering master's spirit-gathering technique is, the more glory it can bring him. However, glory can only satisfy his inner vanity. Only strong cultivation can allow a spirit-gathering master to survive in this world of the jungle and the strong.
Zhao Yangtian and Wu Jian also became interested, and the audience and spirit gathering masters present were also very interested and stepped away automatically, providing enough space for Qianyu and Long Ziteng to fight.
"The first level of the Solid Yuan Realm versus the third level of the Solid Yuan Realm is commendable, but very stupid." Duan Yuming commented in his heart.
Judging from the cultivation levels of Qianyu and Long Ziteng, it is not difficult to guess the outcome of this duel before it even begins. The difference between each level is like the difference between cloud and mud. Long Ziteng is higher than Qianyu.
In the two realms, it is almost impossible for Qianyu to win.
"You are really thick-skinned. Your cultivation level is higher than Qian... what if you beat him? You will only win with such despicable means. I can't think of anyone else who can compare with you."
Even more shameless." Liu Yiyi pointed at Long Ziteng with a dissatisfied look, standing up for Qianyu.
"Qian..., this is his way of provoking generals, don't be fooled by him." Ling Yun almost couldn't help but call out Qian Yu's name. Ling Yun came down from the auditorium and stood side by side with Qian Yu, her beautiful eyes full of coldness.
Lie.
"What are Yun'er doing down here?" Duan Yuming felt a little strange. How could Yun'er know his junior brother and take the initiative to help him?
"Boy, there are quite a few women who stand up for you. If you can only hide behind women, forget about this duel." Long Ziteng's expression was full of ridicule.
"Your provoking method is too low-level. Even if you don't come to me for a duel today, I will come to you." Qianyu smiled coldly, then looked at Ling Yun and said, "Miss Ling, I can deal with it by myself.
he."
Although Ling Yun felt uneasy, she believed Qianyu. Qianyu was not a reckless person. He must have his reasons for doing this. So she stepped aside.
"Come on, boss! You are the best!" Shaqiang cheered Qianyu very loudly.
"Brother, come on!" Liu Linger, who was behind Liu Zhenhai, also cheered for Qianyu. She was impressed by Qianyu's flowing spirit gathering skills and was so surprised that she couldn't calm down for a long time.
Qianyu could only respond with a smile.
Zhao Yangtian has always had a guess in his heart that "Ying Wuchou" is Qianyu. At first he didn't notice the existence of Shaqiang, he just suspected it. Now he saw Shaqiang shouting boss to "Ying Wuchou",
He confirmed his suspicion.
"We haven't seen each other for more than a month, and my disciple's spirit gathering technique has reached the third level, making good progress." Zhao Yangtian praised in his heart.
"Let's take action." Long Ziteng said simply. After saying this, he pulled out a blood-red knife from the mustard bag. The knife was two feet and seven inches long. The blade was blood-red and emitted a sharp knife light.
In order not to reveal his identity, Qianyu took out a heavy sword, because Ying Wuchou was the one who wielded the sword.
"Look at the knife!"
Long Ziteng took a step forward and held the knife in his left hand. He drew the knife very quickly, and because he drew the knife with his left hand, the angle of the knife was also very tricky.
The sword flashed, and a blood-red sword light struck Qianyu's left arm.
"clang!"
Qianyu's reaction speed was not slow either. He swung his sword with his right hand, and the silver sword light roared upwards. The swords intertwined and sparks flew everywhere.
"drink!"
After the first sword was blocked by Qianyu, Long Ziteng twisted his wrist, and the blood-red sword glowed from bottom to top, cutting straight into Qianyu's neck.
With a frown on his face, Qianyu quickly leaned back, almost bending his body into a bow shape, and dodged another sword attack. Before Long Ziteng could take action, he held the sword in his right hand and thrust it forward. The heavy sword was powerful and heavy, and he killed quickly and violently.
Xiang Long Ziteng's crotch.
"Hmph, are you trying to hurt me with your dirty tricks?" A contemptuous smile appeared on Long Ziteng's lips, and he stamped his feet on the ground, using the force of his body to retreat, and at the same time, he slashed out a bloody sword light that was dozens of feet tall.
Not to be outdone, Qianyu swept out his heavy sword, and a silver sword energy tens of feet long struck out.
"Peng!"
The sword energy and the sword energy were intertwined, and invisible air waves rushed away. Qianyu and Long Ziteng each retreated. In the first round of the fight, no one took advantage.
Long Ziteng frowned. Logically speaking, he should be able to easily gain the upper hand. However, during the fight with Qianyu, he did not gain the upper hand. What's going on?
Qianyu's face was cold, without much emotion. If you look carefully, you can see that his right hand is shaking all the time.
Long Ziteng's power was superior to his, and a seemingly ordinary sword contained extremely terrifying power. In order to take the sword, he used all his strength. Even so, his right hand was still sore and numb from the shock, and he could not stabilize.
Holding a sword on the ground.
"With such a huge gap in strength, he was able to persist for such a long time. Even if Wuchou loses, it is worthy of glory." Wu Jian is very optimistic about Ying Wuchou.
Zhao Yangtian smiled, Qianyu's performance did not disappoint him.
"The moves just now are just to move the muscles and bones. Next, let me show you what real power is!"
After saying that, Long Ziteng held the knife again, and the blood-colored vitality surged out, wrapping him up. His speed became faster, and he arrived in front of Qianyu in a flash of lightning.
"choke!"
The sharp blood-colored sword light came through the air, and bursts of sonic booms were heard in the air. Qianyu's heart skipped a beat, he must take action!
"boom!"
The silver vitality erupted like a mountain torrent, covering Qianyu. Qianyu swung his sword to block, and the silver sword energy surged and collided with the sword light.
"boom!"
A deafening explosion was heard, and the ground at the center of the battle was torn apart. Stone chips mixed with soil erupted, filling the sky with dust, and the sound was terrifying.
Qianyu was knocked back dozens of meters, and the skin on the palm of his right hand holding the sword was torn, and bright red blood oozed out. Long Ziteng only took two steps back and was unscathed.
Seeing that Qianyu's palm was injured, Long Ziteng smiled proudly and said: "You are no match for me. You will definitely lose this battle."
Qianyu didn't answer. He raised his sword with both hands, and the silver energy swept away like a hurricane, forming a hundred-foot thunder above his head. The thunder and lightning raged with such force that some people present changed their faces in fear.
"Isn't the martial arts of the fire attribute practiced by my junior brother? Why did it become the electric attribute?" Duan Yuming felt puzzled.
"The sword that draws thunder and splits the mountain!"
With a silent thought in his mind, Qianyu struck out with his sword, and hundreds of feet of thunder struck out like a mountain, scraping shocking cracks on the ground. The terrifying force pressed towards Long Ziteng, and he frowned.
, tightly holding the knife in his hand.
"Tiantian Blood Bat!"
As Long Ziteng shouted, the rich blood-colored energy quickly gathered on his sword. In the blink of an eye, the sword light condensed into a hundred-foot-sized blood bat, hanging above everyone's heads. Its eyes were scarlet, transmitting a hair-raising light.
A numbing cold light.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, Thunderbolt and Blood Bat struck together without any hindrance.
"boom!"
As expected, a shocking noise rang out. Thick blue smoke rose from the huge square, and a terrifying shock wave radiated away. Wherever it went, there was a mess. The onlookers and the audience scattered away, fearing that they would be affected.
spread.
"receive!"
Before the shock wave spread to the entire square, Liu Zhenhai took action. He sacrificed a fist-sized bronze pagoda. The pagoda was filled with light, like a divine object. Under his control, the pagoda grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the shock waves were absorbed, and the originally chaotic square quickly calmed down.
Everyone's eyes began to search for the figures of Qianyu and Long Ziteng in the square that had become a mess. The two did not fall down, and each remained standing.
Qianyu's face was a little pale, his clothes were torn, his upper body was naked, red blood was flowing down his chest, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth. But Long Ziteng's face was just a little pale and he was not hurt.
The reason why he was injured last night was because Qianyu and Lingyun joined forces. Now Qianyu is alone. Without Lingyun's help, it is almost impossible to get him injured.
"I told you before, you are no match for me." Long Ziteng put away his blood knife and walked towards Qianyu step by step. (To be continued)