"Xie Yue! You are not going to take action against Zhuo Wen, are you?"
Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes were full of vigilance. She knew very well Xie Yue's affection for Mu Chenxue, and now that she knew Zhuo Wen was Mu Chenxue's sweetheart, she was most afraid that Xie Yue would take action against Zhuo Wen.
And Xie Yue is the number one on the Heavenly Venerable List, and even Mo Yan Wushang cannot see through his strength. After all, Xie Yue has the record of killing a first-level Emperor Realm expert, and is the well-deserved number one person in the outer courtyard.
Although Zhuo Wen has a lot of secrets and trump cards, and his strength is not weak, but against Xie Yue, it is simply a matter of throwing eggs at stones. The two are not on the same level at all.
Xie Yue sneered and said: "Do you think too highly of Zhuo Wen? He is only at the peak of the Golden Master Realm, but do you still need me to take action? I'm afraid Liu Qing can easily deal with this Zhuo Wen."
Although Liu Qing's cultivation level is the same as that of Palm, they are both in the middle stage of Tianzun, but Liu Qing is the evil genius ranked 30th on the Tianzun list. His combat power is much stronger than that of Palm, and judging from Liu Qing's aura, he should have half a foot.
Entering the late stage of Tianzun, it is much scarier than Palm.
Zhuo Wen's victory over the palm was nothing in Xie Yue's eyes.
Mo Yan Wushang saw that Xie Yue had no intention of dealing with Zhuo Wen, so he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xie Yue was also a person with a high self-esteem and could not lower his body to deal with Zhuo Wen, who was just a new student.
At this moment, everyone's attention on and off the battlefield was focused on Zhuo Wen and Liu Qing. In addition, Xie Yue and the others were in a relatively remote part of the stand, so these three top five Tianzun ranked
It exists, but no one noticed it.
On the battlefield, Zhuo Wen stared mockingly at Liu Qing in front of him and said, "Senior Liu Qing! The reason why you were so slanderous just now was because you wanted to find an excuse to compete with me?"
"Actually, you don't have to do this, because I, Zhuo Wen, came to the arena today not only to accept Palm's letter of challenge, but also for another purpose, which is you, Senior Liu Qing."
Hearing this, Liu Qing's pupils shrank, and she snorted coldly: "For me? It seems that after defeating Palm, you are very arrogant, but it just so happens that I can end your arrogance this time."
After saying that, Liu Qing stepped hard and came to the column above the battle platform, saying loudly: "Old rules! This competition still requires a bet, or 500,000, how about it?"
After finishing speaking, Liu Qing looked at Zhuo Wen below with some provocation, but the latter shook his head, causing Liu Qing's eyes to sink slightly and said: "Brother Zhuo Wen, what do you mean by this? Are you planning to escape and regret it?"
Zhuo Wen shook his head again and sneered: "Of course not! It's just that I think this bet can be increased. How about a million contribution points?"
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and they looked at Zhuo Wen with a slightly strange look. Isn't Zhuo Wen's heart too big?
In the previous battle with Palm, he invested 500,000 contribution points, which was quite confusing to many people. Of course, Zhuo Wen later defeated Palm with a strong force, which also made many people feel a little relieved.
But now, when Zhuo Wen faced Liu Qing, he not only dared to fight, but also dared to double the bet from 500,000 to 1 million. Zhuo Wen's performance could already be described as arrogant.
Moreover, the stakes placed in this competition have completely broken the previous records of other arena battles, and even far exceeded the previous records.
One million contribution points in a competition is unimaginable in the eyes of many people. This arena competition will probably spread in the academy, and Zhuo Wen will probably be on the board of directors again.
The college's public opinion is at the forefront.
Liu Qing's expression also completely froze, and the right hand placed on the top of the column was frozen in mid-air and could not be put down for a long time.
"Senior Liu Qing! Don't you want to gamble?" Zhuo Wen said jokingly.
After coming back to his senses, Liu Qing took a deep look at Zhuo Wen and said in a low voice: "Bet! Someone gave me one million contribution points for free. Why don't I, Liu Qing, dare to gamble?"
"My one million contribution points are already on the cylinder. It's your turn to come up with one million contribution points next." Zhuo Wen said again.
Liu Qing's face darkened and she said, "I know this, I don't need you to remind me."
As he said that, Liu Qing made a stroke with his right hand, and the number of one million suddenly climbed to 1.8 million. Obviously, Liu Qing did not have enough contribution points.
"Senior Liu Qing! It seems that's not enough." Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded again, causing a vein to appear on Liu Qing's forehead.
"Liu Xiang! You take out your contribution points and see if you can collect two hundred thousand." Liu Qing said with a gloomy face to Liu Xiang and other people in the Emperor Pavilion in the stands.
Liu Qing's move naturally attracted the attention of other people around the platform. Especially when they saw Liu Qing actually asking for contribution points from other people in the Emperor Pavilion, everyone's eyes were full of weirdness.
However, everyone soon showed relief. One million contribution points was not a small amount, and it was impossible for Liu Qing to produce so many at once.
After hearing Liu Qing's instructions, Liu Xiang and other members of the Imperial Pavilion were all in a hurry, but they managed to collect 200,000 contribution points, handed them to Liu Qing, and added them to the contribution point counting cylinder on the battle platform.
"I thought that the Imperial Pavilion, as one of the four major forces in the college, should be a big business, and a mere one million contribution points should be no problem. But now it seems that I overestimated the Imperial Pavilion.
It’s over.”
Liu Qing, who had originally gathered up one million contribution points and let out a sigh of relief, heard Zhuo Wen's slightly sarcastic words again, his eyes froze, and immediately revealed an extremely cold look.
"You can only use your words to show your advantage. Later, the two million contribution points will fall on me again anyway, so you only have so much time to dance around in front of me."
Slowly landing on the battlefield, Liu Qing's eyes were cold to the bone, and a murderous intention suddenly surged out, locking Zhuo Wen firmly.
"It looks like a battle is about to begin. This Zhuo Wen dares to challenge Liu Qing. I'm afraid he has some pretty strong means. After all, this guy is well hidden and has defeated Palm."
"That's wrong. There is still a huge gap between Palm and Liu Qing. The former is just a freshman who has only entered the academy for seven months, while Liu Qing is a monster genius who is on the list of gods. The two are not the same."
When Liu Qing landed on the battlefield again, everyone around him suddenly looked expectant, and the whispers began to spread like the center of a storm.
Liu Qing is the monster ranked 30th on the Tianzun List; Zhuo Wen is the rising star who defeated Palm. Who knows what kind of sparks will be created when the two collide?
Kick, kick, kick!
Liu Qing slowly walked towards Zhuo Wen, taking one step at a time. With every step he took, an extremely violent aura could burst out from his body. This aura was like a volcanic eruption, with countless coercive auras gushing out around him, and a wave of pressure erupted from his body.
A fine hiss that rents the air.
"Brother Zhuo Wen! It's not a wise move for you to provoke me again and again. Today I will let you know how powerful the geniuses on the Tianzun List are."
When Liu Qing finally arrived within ten steps of Zhuo Wen, Liu Qing stopped, and his momentum surged to the extreme. The surrounding air formed a ring-shaped cyclone, emitting an extremely sharp whistle.
Feeling the strong aura from Liu Qing, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and showed a hint of caution. This Liu Qing was indeed extraordinary. The aura he exuded was far more powerful than the palm.
"Fight!"
Zhuo Wen said no more. He dragged his right hand, holding the Seven Killing Sword. Zhuo Wen stepped forward with the soles of his feet, as if shrinking to an inch, and rushed towards Liu Qing. The speed was so fast that only a few residual streaks were left.
The point of shadow.
"You are really courageous, and you dare to take the initiative to attack."
Liu Qing narrowed her eyes and smiled arrogantly, but did not pull out the heavy black gun behind her. She stepped on it and attacked Zhuo Wen with her bare hands.
"You are the one who is arrogant. You fight me without using weapons."
Zhuo Wen naturally noticed Liu Qing's small movements and snorted coldly. He had already arrived in front of Liu Qing in an instant, and the Seven Kills Sword in his right hand slashed out. At the same time, all the killing force was poured into the blade, causing the Seven Kills
The momentum of the sword rose to the extreme.
"To deal with you, I don't need to draw my gun!"
Liu Qing chuckled and twirled his right hand, spitting out surging energy and clinging to the surface of his hands, as if wearing a pair of steel wire gloves, extremely tough and powerful.
Keng!
The Seven Killing Sword slashed horizontally, and instantly touched Liu Qing's hands, erupting with an extremely sharp and harsh sound of metal and iron. Then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that Liu Qing's Yuan Power was attached to his hands.
The gloves on the surface were actually extremely tough, and the Seven Killing Sword only left shallow marks on the surface, while Liu Qing was unharmed.
"I said, you don't need to use weapons to deal with you."
Liu Qing smiled solemnly, and immediately clasped the blade of the Seven Killing Sword with his right hand, and thrust out his left hand horizontally, like a cunning snake, towards Zhuo Wen's heart, intending to attack Zhuo Wen's heart.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly cold, and he formed a palm with his left hand. The palm of his hand was filled with a ray of golden Buddhist power, like an indestructible stone, and he also blasted out with one palm.
boom!
The two palms touched each other, and a low thunderous sound sounded. Then the sound continued continuously and uninterrupted, as if countless thunders were born in the dark clouds, which was extremely harsh.
The moment this sharp sound sounded, ripples of divine power spread from between the palms of the hands, radiating out in a circular air wave, and the surrounding space seemed to become unstable.
"Refund!"
Liu Qing shouted loudly, and spit out extremely strong Yuan Power from the palm of his hand, as if the entire mountain was crushing in Zhuo Wen's palm, causing Zhuo Wen's face to change slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Kick, kick, kick!
The battle between the two lasted only in the blink of an eye. After the thunderous sound, the two were immediately separated. Zhuo Wen took seven steps back, while Liu Qing only took three steps back.
Shaking the numbness of the tiger's mouth of his left hand, Zhuo Wen faintly noticed a trace of cherry red blood flowing out of the tiger's mouth. He was actually injured under the contact just now...