Zhang Shouyong and Feng Tianwu stood facing each other, looking embarrassed. After all, he challenged Feng Tianwu by name, which was suspected of bullying the younger ones.
"Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry, just try your best."
Zhang Shouyong is Duan Lingtian's good friend. Ai Wu and Wu Xia, Feng Tianwu also regards Zhang Shouyong as his friend and treats him with courtesy.
"good!"
Zhang Shouyong nodded, his face became slightly serious, and he did not dare to neglect.
Although he is now a second-level warrior of the Dongxu realm who has understood the 'second-level intermediate earth artistic conception', judging from the strength that Feng Tianwu showed previously, he is not inferior to him.
It might even be a little stronger.
"Tianwu, be careful!"
Zhang Shouyong shouted loudly, struck out like lightning, picked up the wine gourd and smashed it out.
The wine gourd was suspended in the air, wrapped in a layer of materialized 'artistic conception of the earth', and fell head-on towards Feng Tianwu, like Mount Tai pressing down on top.
boom!
There was a loud bang, a shocking sound, and a terrifying explosion that made the eardrums of everyone present tremble.
At the same time, in the void above Zhang Shouyong's head, a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, condensing into the shadow of eighty-one ancient horned dragons, winding and falling, lifelike.
Zhang Shouyong's wine gourd fell with a crash, containing the power of eighty-one ancient horned dragons. Even if it hit a mountain, the mountain would probably be smashed by him.
But now, the wine gourd was smashed on Feng Tianwu's head. Once it hit Feng Tianwu hard, even ten Feng Tianwu might not be able to survive.
For a time, many people couldn't help but sweat for Feng Tianwu.
Duan Lingtian looked at this scene with a smile, seemingly not worried at all.
call!
Facing the wine gourd that Zhang Shouyong smashed down on his head, Feng Tianwu's expression remained unchanged, and a long whip appeared out of thin air in his hand. It was the 'third-grade spiritual whip' that Duan Lingtian had refined for him.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Tianwu's whole body seemed to turn into a ball of flame, rising into the sky.
He actually rushed towards the wine gourd that fell from the sky!
Feng Tianwu's figure flashed like fire, and a layer of solid flames wrapped around the third-grade spiritual whip in his hand, and he suddenly swung it out and threw it towards the wine gourd.
Whoosh!
The long whip shot through the air, like a python flicking its tail, containing extremely terrifying force, and landed hard on the wine gourd.
Snapped!
A loud noise was heard, tearing the sky apart, causing air currents to sweep through the air, and the wind to roar.
Immediately afterwards, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the materialized artistic conception of the earth at the bottom of the wine gourd was actually cracked by a whip, and the speed of its fall slowed down.
call!
Feng Tianwu shook his hand, and the third-grade spiritual whip suddenly retracted.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the retracted third-grade spiritual whip was thrown out again, like a rapidly shooting fire snake.
Snapped!
There was another loud noise, and this time, the wine gourd was blown away, and the superficially substantive ‘Earth Concept’ was completely shattered.
"Wow!"
Zhang Shouyong, who was pulling the wine gourd with his Yuan Power, was instantly counterattacked by his Yuan Power. His face turned pale, and blood shot out from his mouth, like a bloody arrow.
"Four...the fourth level of intermediate fire artistic conception!"
Looking at the vision of heaven and earth above Feng Tianwu's head, where there were twenty more ancient horned dragons than his own, Zhang Shouyong raised his hand to take back the wine gourd with a wry smile on his face.
If he had known Feng Tianwu's true strength earlier, he would never challenge Feng Tianwu without overestimating his capabilities.
He and Feng Tianwu have similar cultivation levels and similar spiritual weapons.
He originally thought that the "artistic conception" was similar, so he challenged Feng Tianwu by name.
He never expected that Feng Tianwu's "artistic conception" was not only very different from his, but was even stronger than twenty ancient horned dragons!
This gap is like a chasm, insurmountable.
"I surrender."
Zhang Shouyong opened his mouth and said bitterly.
"Brother Zhang, I accept it."
Feng Tianwu smiled slightly and then returned to Duan Lingtian.
"When Feng Tianwu made her move before, the vision of heaven and earth didn't even have time to condense into form... This time, the vision of heaven and earth finally took form, but I never expected that she would actually comprehend the 'fourth level of intermediate fire artistic conception'!"
"Only twenty-five years old, with a cultivation level of the second level of the Cave Void Realm, and a comprehension of the fourth level of the Intermediate Fire Concept, this Feng Tianwu is simply a monster!"
"In the history of the ten major dynasties, has there ever been a monster like her?"
"Not to mention the top ten dynasties, it is extremely rare for a monster like her to be feared even 'outside the territory'... She was also born in the Han Dynasty. If she was born 'outside the territory', I don't know how terrifying it would be."
…
Suddenly, the whole sky above the battle arena was completely noisy, and Feng Tianwu became the focus of everyone's attention.
Such talent and understanding are incredible!
"She actually comprehended the artistic conception of the fourth level of fire?!"
Ye Ling's pupils shrank. Now, even she dare not say that she can defeat Feng Tianwu 100%.
"Wu'er, when did you... comprehend the 'Fourth Level Intermediate Fire Concept'?"
After Feng Tianwu came back, Feng Wudao looked at her with a dull expression.
Jian Shisan and Dao Wu on the side were not much better. Although they had known for a long time that Feng Tianwu was a 'fire spirit', in addition to his amazing talent in martial arts, he also had a unique understanding of the 'Impression of Fire'.
But they never expected that Feng Tianwu would comprehend the 'Fourth Level Intermediate Fire Concept'. This understanding had already left her talent far behind.
"I realized it yesterday in the 'Psychedelic Underground Palace'."
Feng Tianwu said.
"Boy Lingtian, have you known this for a long time?"
Feng Wudao noticed that Duan Lingtian had a calm face from beginning to end, and was vaguely aware of this.
Duan Lingtian smiled and nodded.
Seeing this, Feng Wudao sighed, "They say girls are outgoing, and it seems that's true... I haven't gotten married yet. If I get married, I'm afraid I will be more redundant as a father."
"Dad, what are you talking about? Brother Duan saw it himself, not me who told him."
While Feng Tianwu was speechless, her pretty face was stained with a hint of crimson, like a shy flower bud waiting to bloom.
"continue!"
Ning Can's voice fell from the sky, causing everyone's attention to shift away from Feng Tianwu.
Zhang Shouyong failed in the challenge.
Now, only Su Li, the owner of Token No. 12, and the owner of Token No. 13 are left. As long as they succeed in the challenge, they will be able to rank among the "top ten" of the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition.
Su Li flew out and his eyes immediately locked onto the owner of Token No. 10, the eleventh prince of the Tang Dynasty, 'Li Ji'.
"I challenge the owner of token No. 10!"
Su Li launched a challenge.
Immediately, Li Ji also flew out and stood face to face with Su Li, with disdain on his face, "You are just a second-level Dongxu Realm warrior, you are no match for me."
"You won't know until you try it whether it's your opponent or not."
Su Li said calmly, and the third-grade spiritual sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, with an unparalleled aura rising from it, which was the 'Image of the Sword'.
"Second level of Dongxu Realm, you have understood the 'Image Concept of the Second Level Intermediate Sword'. You have good strength... It's a pity that my cultivation level is one level higher than yours, so I am destined to be better than you!"
Li Ji narrowed his eyes and said, clearly knowing Su Li's strength in his words.
However, soon, his squinted eyes suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief, as if he had seen something that surprised him.
At this moment, in the void above Su Li's head, forty ancient horned dragons appeared out of thin air.
This is the power contained in the 'Impression of the Sword' displayed by Su Li without using his Yuan Power.
"The artistic conception of the three-level intermediate sword... did you just comprehend it?"
Li Ji took a breath of air and asked in surprise.
"Let's take action."
Su Li spoke calmly, the three-foot green blade in his hand trembled, and Yuanli was poured into it.
In an instant, the vision of heaven and earth above the void changed again.
On the side of the forty ancient horned dragons, another thirty ancient horned dragons appeared out of thin air, and then twenty ancient horned dragons appeared.
The phantoms of ninety ancient horned dragons were ready to go, ready to fight alongside Su Li at any time.
"Hmph! Do you think you are my opponent?"
Li Ji laughed sarcastically and snorted coldly: "Even if my 'artistic conception' is not as good as yours, my cultivation is worse than yours. Coupled with the increase in third-grade spiritual weapons, my power is still far superior to yours!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a seven-foot spear appeared in Li Ji's hand, and the energy on the spear flickered, and then turned into a layer of substantial "Earth Concept".
Wow!
Above the void, strange phenomena of heaven and earth suddenly appeared.
First, thirty phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared, then forty phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared, and then twenty-seven phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared.
Li Ji, who has cultivated to the "Third Level of Cave Void Realm" and comprehended the "Second Level Intermediate Earth Concept", holds a third-level spiritual spear in his hand, and exerts all his strength, which is comparable to the power of ninety-seven ancient horned dragons!
Compared to Su Li, it has the power of seven ancient horned dragons.
And all this did not stop. As the seven-foot spear in Li Ji's hand appeared with a faint cyan energy, three more ancient horned dragons appeared above his head.
The artistic conception of triple low-level wind!
The most powerful power Li Ji currently possesses is comparable to the power of a hundred ancient horned dragons!
"I will let you know that the difference in power between ten ancient horned dragons is enough for me to completely crush you!"
Li Ji shouted softly, and flew out. The seven-foot long spear in his hand flew out of the air, like a dragon coming out of its cave, attacking fiercely, causing bursts of ear-piercing air explosions.
Whoosh!
The spear pointed at it was shocking.
When this spear flew out, it seemed like it could poke a hole in even the sky, let alone human flesh and blood.
"The power of a hundred ancient horned dragons? Is it very strong?"
Su Li walked forward unhurriedly, holding the sword in both hands and raising it suddenly above his head.
In an instant, Su Li's body energy rose up, enveloping both the man and the sword, as if it had turned into a giant sword that was ready to go.
After the giant sword appeared, the milky white appearance of Yuanli suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into blue ripples, rising in rhythm.
"The artistic conception of turning into water! This guy Su Li has been hiding his clumsiness all this time?"
Duan Lingtian raised his eyes with surprise on his face.
call out!
And almost at the same time, Su Lilian's 'aqua blue giant sword' formed by bringing swords with him came out across the sky and flew towards Li Jisha.