Qin Wentian looked at the other party, a strange color flashed through his exposed eyes, and then he smiled and said: "It seems you are very confident."
"Confidence comes from strength." The man smiled slightly. He rarely took action. Every time he took action, Hell Platform would pay him a high price. As for his record, of course it was fake.
"Then let me see how strong you are." Qin Wentian smiled and said. Suddenly, Qin Wentian felt a gust of wind.
This gust of wind was blowing by my ears, as if it was everywhere, covering the battle platform, but the opponent's body still stood in place, not moving.
"The will of the wind." Qin Wentian immediately understood that this was the power of the martial arts will. The first state of the will of the wind, that is, the basic state, is the wind, the power of the wind, the power everywhere.
The wind became stronger and stronger, blowing Qin Wentian's robe, making a hunting sound, and even the eardrums felt a little raw in the strong wind. The martial arts monks who have understood the power of will are better than the martial arts monks who have not understood it.
Xiu Yao is much more terrifying. Taking simple attacks as an example, he has understood the Will of Power. In the initial stage, the attack power can be doubled. The power doubled with one full blow is fatal to people of the same level.
Suddenly, the other party's slightly fat body disappeared in front of his eyes, and Qin Wentian saw his figure in the wind.
Fast, very fast, the figure blending into the wind kept changing its position. In just an instant, Qin Wentian felt a terrifying astral wind sweeping violently. It was a shadow of a fist that turned into a straight line.
, the force of the critical blow hit Qin Wentian's face, and before the punch even came, the wind of the punch had already arrived.
Qin Wentian stepped out and used the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Jue. The steps under his feet were mysterious and mysterious. He stepped back like an afterimage, dodging the fist shadow that shot through the air. At the same time, he slapped out his falling palm with a loud bang.
There was a loud noise, and the mountain peaks were about to shatter. The shadows of the opponent's fists seemed to overlap, and the punches never ended.
"Bang." Qin Wentian used his palm force again to resist, but was knocked back by the shadow of the fist. He could faintly feel the shadow of the fist whistling everywhere in the wind, and the opponent was approaching step by step with terrifying power.
"Is this the will of the fist? What is the first level?" Qin Wentian looked at the other person and asked. People in the second level of Yuanfu can understand the dual martial arts will, and they can understand the peak of the first level, which is already very powerful.
, and may enter the country at any time.
"The first stage of the Will of Fist is overlapping attacks. Fist shadows overlap and attack everywhere." The opponent's voice showed strong confidence: "It is already very good to achieve such a long winning streak. If you cooperate with the Will of Power,
Your magical attack power is enough to defeat many people, but now, you still have to lose."
"Really?" Qin Wentian smiled. Suddenly, the fat man felt drowsy, as if he was going to sleep. This feeling had never happened before.
"I'm so sleepy, I feel like I'm sleeping."
This was what he was feeling at the moment, and it was very strong. The momentum he had gathered seemed to be dissipating, and he no longer had the indomitable intention just now.
The first state of sleep will is deep sleep.
This kind of power of will makes people want to fall asleep. If used in battle, the effect will be amazing.
"My speed is not slow either." A voice suddenly sounded in Fatty's ears. Fatty bit his lips and roared. The violent fists turned into tigers and roared out in an endless stream, but
When he saw Qin Wentian coming, he raised all five fingers. At this time, his figure was straight, like a peerless sharp sword.
"Broken." A voice spit out, and the tiger still roared, but a terrifying force seemed to penetrate everything and hit the fat man fiercely. The terrifying force raged in his body, causing him to fly out.
He groaned, glanced at the torn clothes on his chest, then looked up at Qin Wentian, and took a deep breath.
It seems that he can't sway Qilin, and if he wants to stop him from continuing his winning streak, he will need to send out stronger people.
"I lost." The fat man said in a low voice, bowed to Qin Wentian, and then walked down the platform of hell, which was quite elegant.
"Fifty-seven consecutive victories." The pupils of the crowd under the stands shrank. When the two fought, they understood that Fatty was the strong man sent by Hell Platform to stop the winning streak. Those who were betting on Qin Wentian's defeat immediately ignited their hopes.
, but at this moment, hope is shattered.
Qilin's winning streak continues. It seems that no one in the second level of Yuan Mansion can stop him. I wonder if he can achieve a hundred consecutive victories.
"Qilin, victory, record, fifty-seven wins, zero defeats." The referee announced, and a burst of applause broke out from the audience. Such a winning streak is already very rare.
The name Qilin may become a new celebrity in Hell Terrace.
"Do you want to continue?" the referee asked Qin Wentian.
"Continue." Qin Wentian said lightly. He continued to fight and got off the battlefield after winning sixty consecutive victories.
Qilin's record is sixty wins and zero defeats, and he only used two battles to accomplish this, as if the star energy in his Yuan Mansion is endless.
Qin Wentian returned to the stands and saw Chu Mang secretly giving him a thumbs up and showing an honest smile.
"Are you going?" Qin Wentian asked with a low smile.
"Yes." Chu Mang nodded, and he also walked towards the hell platform.
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In the Leng family, a group of people gathered together in a large hall.
At this moment, Yan Tie came to their Leng family and was waiting outside, filled with evil spirits. If it were anyone else, the Leng family might have ignored it. After all, the Leng family itself is also a big family. How could they allow martial cultivators from the Yiyuan Mansion realm to come here and run rampant?
presumptuous.
"How to solve it?" A person on the main seat of the main hall asked.
"This matter has been handled improperly. Don't think about the quota anymore. This trial will not be with my Leng family. Yan Tie will probably hate my Leng family. Even if our Leng family finds someone to attend the exchange meeting, I'm afraid
He will die in Yan Tie's hands."
Only one person was heard saying that this person was Leng Lin's father. Some time ago, the family wanted Leng Lin to give it to Yan Tie, which shocked him into a cold sweat. Fortunately, Yan Tie refused forcefully and asked Leng Ning.
But that guy Leng Ning attached himself to a third-level weapon refiner, which made him quite depressed. She was a lucky woman.
"In your opinion, how should we deal with it?" the leader asked.
"The person who died was a disciple of Yan Tie. It seems that Yan Tie valued this disciple very much. Then Qin Wentian is probably bound to die. Yan Tie will definitely kill him. If we want to calm Yan Tie's
Angry, you can discuss with him and hand Leng Ning over to him, and then capture the Qin boy and hand them over to Yan Tie. He shouldn't refuse such an offer."
"Isn't this bad for the reputation of the Leng family?" Leng Ning's father interjected. After all, Leng Ning is his daughter. Although he is a bastard, he still has some feelings.
"Hmph, you dare to interrupt the trouble your woman caused. If you hadn't given him to Yan Tie according to your daughter, there wouldn't have been so many things."
Leng Ning's father's expression froze, he felt a few cold lights falling on him, and he sighed in his heart, without strength, there is no status.
"Who is going to discuss this with Yan Tie?" the leader said.
"I'll go." Leng Lin's father said.
"Wait a minute, do you really have to give up the Leng family's reputation and a young third-level weapon refiner for Yan Tie?" Leng Ning's father was still fighting.
"He killed Yan Tie's disciples, right?" the leader of the old man asked.
"Yes." Leng Ning's father nodded.
"At this time, Yan Tie wants to take revenge. If our Leng family stops it, do you think the Yan family will participate?" The old man asked again.
Leng Ning's father's expression froze. Now the Yan family has to rely on Yan Tie. If Yan Tie is cruel and wants revenge and the Leng family wants to stop it, the Yan family will take action. He can only nod.
"Although this third-level divine pattern master is very extraordinary, compared with the price to protect him, it is not worth it." The old man said lightly: "In this case, then go and see Leng Ning and stop him from running around. In addition, at any time,
Prepare to capture the Divine Pattern Master and send him to Yan Tie to calm Yan Tie's anger."
The Leng family's decision to abandon Qin Wentian and protect Yan Tie.
Not only that, but also to help Yan Tie capture Qin Wentian. Since Qin Wentian has been offended, then he should do it simply and not give him a chance to stand up.
"Okay." Everyone present nodded, making Leng Ning's father look confused.
Leng Ning is very happy to have met a third-level divine pattern master. In this way, his status can be improved. In addition, Leng Ning is his daughter after all. If there is hope, he still hopes that she will be well.
But now, hope is dashed.
After weighing the pros and cons, the Leng family gave up on Leng Ning and Qin Wentian, which made him feel lost and confused.
Leng Ning already felt that something was wrong after Yan Tie came to the Leng family. Her intuition told her that what was supposed to come would still come. It seemed that this was her fate and could not be avoided. Even if there was a glimmer of hope, it would still be shattered.
, therefore, she stole out of the Leng family before the Leng family made a decision.
Outside the Leng family's mansion, Leng Ning and Fan Le ran quickly, but at this moment, Leng Ning stopped.
Fan Le turned around and looked at her and said, "Come with me to find the boss."
"Go away and leave me alone." Leng Ning said to him.
"No." Fan Le's body trembled slightly: "You must go with me. The boss will find a way. Trust him."
Leng Ning's eyes were red, and he shook his head crazily, saying: "This is my life, you tell him, without him I would have gone to the Yan family and become the devil's woman. It was he who gave me a glimmer of hope, although the ending cannot be changed.
, but I am really grateful to him and asked him not to come back and not to avenge me if something happens to me."
As he said that, Leng Ning stepped back.
"You can't go back." Fan Le shouted.
"Let's go." Leng Ning roared, then turned around and ran towards the Leng family. This scene made Fan Le's face turn red and in pain, and the little guy in his arms made a whining sound.
At this moment, Fan Le stopped when he saw the graceful figure in front of him. Leng Ning turned around and glanced at Fan Le. At this moment, a touching smile appeared in Leng Ning's eyes.
"Tell that 'arrogant' guy that I like him." After Leng Ning finished speaking, he turned around with a smile and walked towards the God of Death again. That last ray of smile, bright and sunny, was forever imprinted in Fan Le's heart!
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