Three hundred and fortieth chapters fierce fighting is in full swing
Bang!
A violent collision sound was heard, followed by a series of collision sounds. Through their own consciousness, everyone also saw the scene inside through the smoke and sand. Neither of them had charged up for another attack now.
Their bodies connected with each other, and immediately after a huge blow, they rushed together again.
With the continuous spear thrusts and iron fist bombardment, the fierce battle between the two became more and more intense. In front of everyone's eyes, only afterimages flew past, accompanied by the late impact sound.
After a fierce blow, the two were finally completely pushed back. They squatted on both sides of the ring with their legs bent, and the sound of constant breathing reached everyone's ears. At this time, everyone watching also began to breathe.
The series of attacks just now were overwhelming, even if everyone watched them with full attention, and they felt excited all over when they thought about it.
But at this time, the two people in the field were not as relaxed as outsiders. If you look carefully, their hands were shaking constantly. Even though they had deliberately covered up, they were still clearly visible to everyone outside.
At that time, the two of them felt a sense of relief all over their bodies. After this activity, the two of them were completely relaxed.
"The warm-up is over. Have you figured out how to die?" Qin Potian stood up immediately, twisted his limbs, and spoke ruthlessly to Wei Minghua who was still squatting on the ground, but he was so vigilant.
The look in his eyes showed that he actually didn't have much confidence.
"Haha, what I said is absolutely true. I haven't felt this good for a long time. My warm-up activities are also over. It's time for us to make a stop for the semi-finals. This time I won't give in. I hope you can react quickly enough, otherwise
My gun is bloodthirsty." Although he told Qin Potian to be careful, his eyes were nakedly expressing his fanaticism, and the constantly shaking spear seemed to be catering to him.
But everyone who was about to walk back to the edge of the ring was stunned when they heard this. Such a high-intensity attack was just their warm-up exercise. Wouldn't it be more exciting later, and now too?
Ignoring the others, he hurried forward and called his friends to watch the shocking battle.
"It feels like these two are at least the candidates for the top four or even competing for the top spot, but they met in the quarterfinals." The crowd also expressed their own emotions watching the two people's fighting power, and at the same time they watched intently.
On the stage, his expression could not conceal his inner excitement. For people like me, by watching masters fight, they can improve their very high fighting skills. This is why people are keen to watch.
As time went by, the two people on the stage did not move much. They just stood on the stage hard. At the same time, their aura became stronger and stronger. People who were watching near the ring felt that they were
The momentum on his body was getting stronger and his face turned pale. Although the two people on the stage did not deliberately target these people, even so, everyone felt it was difficult to breathe and quickly backed away, not daring to stay in front any longer.
Looking at the group of people who were retreating jokingly, Wei Minghua just smiled disdainfully, and then his spear stood straight in the sky, but gradually there was no longer any shadow of the gun, only a fire arrow, burning blazingly.
The flames gave off bright flashes of light on it.
As for the place where Qin Potian stood, the stone slabs on the ground were broken and turned into fine chips. As the movements of Qin Potian's hands became faster and faster, it was so fast that everyone could no longer see his movements clearly and could only feel his movements.
The spiritual energy in front of him slowly gathered into a black body as big as a pot lid.
The ball, as time goes by, the black ball gradually becomes smaller, but the aura it emits becomes more and more dangerous. As the black ball gradually becomes smaller, it finally becomes the size of a thumb, and then it is
No matter how much spiritual energy is brought in, there will never be any change.
And all this only took a few breaths, but at this time, the two people in the field all had black lips and their whole bodies were trembling. However, they were very satisfied with their blow and looked up at each other.
The expressions of the opponent and the thing in front of him also changed, but they recovered immediately.
"It's been a long time since I've used the Mars Yazuki Spear. It's worth it if you fail." Seeing this spear of mine gave me a lot more confidence in myself, and I proudly spoke of my unique skills.
"I would like to thank your junior brother for this blow. If it weren't for him, I still wouldn't be able to understand my blow. I will name this blow the Sky-shattering blow." He said something rather jokingly, and then said lightly.
Gently pushing the black ball in front of him towards Wei Minghua.
Although this push did not seem to cause any movement, as soon as the black ball was released, it immediately rushed towards Wei Minghua not far away at a very fast speed, making a sizzling sound as the strong speed rubbed against the air.
And Wei Minghua's spear skills were no less impressive. The sky was filled with red clouds covering half of the sky, and the smoke was rushing towards the front like a tide. However, in human eyes, there was no shadow of the gun, only the sky-filled sky.
Hongxia.
One black and one red, each occupying half of the sky of the arena, with red dust billowing on one side and black waves on the other side. They all collided towards one place at this time, and the audience in the audience held their breath at this time and concentrated on it.
Staring at everything in front of me, I am afraid that I will miss many wonderful details in a blink of an eye.
boom!
A deafening loud noise came from the ring, and with the smoke billowing, the ring finally couldn't bear the power of the two people, and fell downwards, but the people in the ring didn't care at all, they were all staring at it.
Look at the person in front of you.
The fists and spears in their hands stabbed each other's throat mercilessly. At this time, both of them were furious. They only knew that this time they must suppress each other to the ground. There were no words, and all the words were there.
Everything was pale at this time, and only the deafening bombardment was the main theme here.
There were no bells and whistles, only the pain of the thick fist hitting the flesh, and the discomfort of the gun head inserted into the body. There were obviously only two people here, but it gave everyone a feeling like they had entered a meat grinder, brutal and ruthless.
Primitive. Only the flesh and blood flying out from time to time can tell what the two people are going through.
In the billowing smoke, fists were constantly being smashed into the air and tearing apart the ground, and there were also cases where spears were being thrown and pieces of bluestone were rolled up. However, the two people in the field were still fighting together hand-to-hand, with no sign of separation.
Everyone under the ring was so nervous that they couldn't breathe.
A punch or a gun would have great momentum, but even so, the two of them did not make any sound, as if making a sound was a cowardly move.