In various early rounds of competitions, many great masters rarely watched the battles seriously.
Just like taking a quick glance at the flowers, most people will constantly investigate and screen the situation in other countries.
But Shang Qianqiu and Wen Renxi were the first match that everyone focused their attention on.
Wenrenxi.
Wenren Weiyang's son.
The authentic successor to the world's top grand master, the number one master practitioner in South Australia in recent years, and the third runner-up in the master category of the last Four Nations Exchange Competition.
In any identity, Wen Renxi is the perfect match.
Corresponding to his identity, it also corresponds to his due strength.
Age, Qi training, martial arts, talent, and secret skills make it difficult to be more picky about this young man.
Even his temperament is extremely tenacious.
Wen Renxi's daily hard training and constant fighting with real swords and guns are enough to equip him with extremely strong practical combat capabilities.
Ten years of sharpening a sword is nothing more than that.
Shang Qianqiu.
Yan Xuankong's sixth disciple.
In Shang Qianqiu's body, her label is just that.
But this label is Shang Qianqiu's most important label.
After the Yan family's most incompetent eldest brother rose and fell for several terms, the Yan family began to rise rapidly, with each term shining brightly and even blooming.
Everyone wants to know whether the Yan family can maintain this strength.
It was at this moment that the calm Wen Ren Weiyang became a little nervous.
If Shang Qianqiu had the momentum of Xu Zhi, Gu Yuxi, and Yan Jinbai, this kind of collision would be too early.
But Wenren Weiyang could not change this premature collision.
"Xiao Xi has broken through and stood up again, and has advanced to a higher level. There should be no opponents in the master class, and there is no possibility of losing. Shang Qianqiu has not reached the standard that suppresses promotion."
Wenren Weiyang thought for a few words and paid careful attention to the scene.
"Ah ha ha ha ha..."
On the stage, the current contestants were in the process of adjusting, and they could only hear Shang Qianqiu laughing wildly during the confrontation.
Xu Zhi frowned slightly. Based on his understanding of Shang Qianqiu, he knew very well that Shang Qianqiu was nervous.
Wen Renxi met a strong opponent like Shang Qianqiu too early, causing an unexpected surprise in his ranking.
However, Shang Qianqiu does not have the momentum to win continuously, and has not yet established a complete psychological advantage.
Wen Renxi's ranking was obtained through actual combat, and her real fierce battles were far less than those of her opponent.
Facing such a powerful enemy also made Shang Qianqiu a little nervous, so he used laughter to relieve his emotions.
"Why are you laughing? You are so ugly."
Wen Renxi's face was dark and unhappy, and when Shang Qianqiu laughed, he was obviously unhappy.
In Wen Renxi's thoughts, he felt that he was being laughed at.
He was defeated by Yan Jinbai's men, and lost to Gu Yuxi in reality.
Now that he saw Shang Qianqiu, who was from the same school as his disciple, he couldn't help but be wary, thinking that Shang Qianqiu was mocking him.
It would be fine if Shang Qianqiu was normal. Looking at her smug and smiling face, Wen Renxi really wanted to punch her in the face and make her laugh out loud.
"Hahahaha~ How dare you talk about others with your appearance, hahahaha~"
Shang Qianqiu looked at Wen Renxi, whose body was as black as charcoal. It was as black as a cell phone screen when the battery was out.
If black is regarded as beauty, then Wenrenxi is considered beautiful as much as it is beautiful, but Dongyue does not have this kind of aesthetic.
"What you are mocking is nothing more than my skin color. This is ugliness from the inside. You can't appreciate my external beauty, but I can feel the ugliness inside you."
Wen Renxi showed his white teeth and smiled.
Shang Qianqiu is constantly adjusting his mentality. He is also gradually adjusting his emotions and clearing the shadow of the Yan family's defeat.
He suffered a tragic defeat at the hands of the Yan family's White Tiger Seven Evil Qi, and rebuilding after defeat would only make him more determined.
Wen Renxi's eyes narrowed, and the black dragon behind him was superimposed with different appearances.
He slowly stretched out his hand, and a giant hammer appeared in his hand.
When the strength is strong to a certain extent, all kinds of heavy weapons can be obtained at will.
A series of heavy blows can cause injuries immediately, and even death from scratches.
He won't give the Yan family any chance.
As long as he can kill him with one blow, he will never use a second move.
"There is no beauty in you. You bandits can only be described as ugly."
"Forcing us in Dongyue to accept this kind of bet, you guys in Nan'ao are just thinking that you can lure people into the trap if the odds are stacked against you."
"I'm here to kill this fish today and see how long you can keep jumping, hahaha..."
Perhaps because he felt the toughness in Xu Zhi's words in the Master Battle Zone, Shang Qianqiu also gradually became tougher, and his momentum grew higher and higher.
As the adjustment time began to count down, there were many tiger shadows behind Shang Qianqiu, and they roared violently from time to time.
"die!"
"cut!"
When the countdown reached zero, the isolation barrier disappeared and two loud shouts sounded at the same time.
Just like a mountain collapsing, when Wen Renxi roared, the heavy hammer was swung with heavy wind and waves, and it hit the front violently.
When he frowned, the hammer suddenly retracted and circled around him.
There was a shock of metal collision, and the layer upon layer of impact made his expression even more solemn.
"Thunderbolt Cut"
"Thunder Slash"
"Promise Knife"
"Bafang Knife"
…
Originally, he took the initiative to launch a violent attack, but Wen Renxi did not expect that he would have to face an even more violent attack.
This is a sharp knife.
It's also a crazy knife.
Wen Renxi didn't know if Shang Qianqiu had really learned so many sword techniques, but he had certainly never seen overlapping sword techniques so far.
Each one is different, and each one needs to be distinguished.
If he could kill someone, only one move would be enough. It was difficult for Wen Renxi to understand this diversified cultivation method.
But there will always be overlap in sword skills.
From an active attacker to a passive defender, he quietly waited for the moment of counterattack.
With just one move, he will send the opponent out.
Fierce fire cooks oil. Under Shang Qianqiu's mysterious attacks, he accumulated more and more power. The condensed black dragon phase became more and more solid, and the influence of his momentum became stronger and stronger.
Wen Renxi was calm and calm, and responded calmly.
Until he saw Shang Qianqiu leaping high and slashing at him in the air.
A very ordinary knife.
There is nothing special or strange at all.
It is also a move with huge flaws.
One palm, one claw, one punch, one kick, one hammer.
Any move can knock this woman down and fall into his violent blows.
Wen Renxi's inner energy flashed, and all his strength was put into his hands. He stretched out a claw very calmly.
"Cut it into eighteen pieces!"
When he was probing and grabbing, Wen Renxi only heard Shang Qianqiu let out a low cry.
The claws he stretched out stiffened, and his whole body ached. He felt cracking pains coming from countless places in his body.
Suddenly his vision went dark, and he had been chopped off by Shang Qianqiu one after another with a knife.
There was nothing special about his sword skills, but he was unable to move at this time.
When the accumulated damage suddenly erupted, Wen Renxi could still feel his head flying away.
As Shang Qianqiu said.
Cut into eighteen pieces.
His body was directly chopped into pieces. If it weren't for a simulated scene, this would be a sight with blood all over the ground.
"You think I will give you a chance to fight back, hahahaha~, that's impossible, hahahahahaha, how could I let you fight back..."
Shang Qianqiu suppressed his turbulent mood, took off his device, and laughed wildly at Wen Renxi who was out.
This made Wen Renxi's head tingle.
From the beginning to the end of the fight, this woman was laughing crazily.
The more she laughed, the more crazy she became, and the heavy blows continued until she cut him into pieces.
In this fight, he was completely passive.
From the beginning to the end, you are completely in the opponent's rhythm.
Unless you are a body refiner, you can completely destroy Shang Qianqiu's blow regardless of his injuries.
Or choose to lose both sides from the beginning, competing for the recovery and endurance of both sides.
After being defeated, Wen Renxi also figured out a way to deal with it.
But once he was out, it was too late.
"You can invite me online or offline. My sword is not Senior Sister Gu's. It can really kill people."
Just as Wenren Xi was about to speak, he heard Shang Qianqiu's sneer.
He became silent.
He lost once two years ago, and he is no longer as breathless as before.
The number one master in South Australia is only the number one in South Australia, and is far from the number one master in the world. He will still have opponents, and there will still be people who can challenge him.
In this game, he has tried his best.
Only Shang Qianqiu's wild laughter to vent his stress was left in the Master Battle Zone.
There was also a silence in the parliament hall, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
The most relied-upon player in South Australia is out, what next?