"Unsurprisingly, sixty to seventy consecutive wins is the real wheel battle. Those who can get through it must have very high conditions. In terms of will, they must have condensed the prototype of the martial spirit, and they must also have their own opinions in terms of artistic conception.
, other aspects need to reach the top ranks."
After exhaling a breath, Qin Tian left the martial arts competition ground in Wucheng.
At the Wucheng Competition Ground, many people were waiting for Qin Tian to appear. After all, the previous twenty games had already made Qin Tian quite famous, not to mention he was still so young.
Living up to expectations, Qin Tian continued to win nine consecutive victories, defeating the opponent within ten moves in each game, and all his opponents should not be underestimated. Among the nine, six were ordinary late-stage Star Realm experts, and three others
He is a powerful person in the Star Realm.
Perhaps recognizing Qin Tian's sword speed, these six people were unique in speed and wanted to distance themselves and suppress Qin Tian from a distance.
However, Qin Tian's long-range attacks were more powerful than theirs. The huge sword light formed by the sixth form of Qinglian Sword Technique, Qinglian Mountain, swept across a circle, leaving no room for him at all.
"Twenty-nine consecutive victories, Qin Tian has the last game left today, who is willing to be the final challenger." The old man in black said with a smile.
"I'm here to meet him! I hope you can enjoy yourself." After the words fell, a tall young man rushed onto the stage, who was Jing Jingtian's partner.
"Why, why did the second disciple of Yunlan Sect and Chishui Sect actually come on stage?"
"Why have you never participated in an arena competition? I don't know what level of strength you have reached."
"It's definitely not bad. Chishui Sect is a sixth-grade sect. Why, as the second disciple of Chishui Sect, even if his strength is not as strong as Jing Jingtian, he must be very strong."
Many people recognized He Yi's identity, and their anticipation for this battle greatly increased.
Boom!
The sound of a tsunami rose from the ground, and He Yi's spiritual energy surged around his body. The dark yellow air flow was like a tide, sweeping in all directions. The old man in black under the ring couldn't help but take a step back. He Yi's momentum was too strong, and the pressure on him made his blood flow sluggishly, and his chest felt tight.
.
"Punch me first!"
With a low cry, He opened his legs slightly and punched Qin Tian with a terrifying sound.
The air was torn apart in an instant, and vacuum cracks were everywhere in the void. This punch gave people the feeling that a dike burst and floods were released, and Qin Tian was like a small tree in front of the torrent, which could be broken and washed away at any time.
, producing a strong visual impact.
Qin Tian's expression remained unchanged as he casually drew out his long sword and slashed it three times.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The sword light criss-crossed, and the fist power split into four or five.
"There are two punches. The punch just now was just an appetizer. If you can block the next punch, you are barely qualified to fight me with all my strength."
Why curled his lips? Qin Tian's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation. With his spiritual energy sharply raised, he struck out with a second punch. This punch was so powerful that thunder and lightning even appeared in the punch. This was not derived from the artistic conception of thunder.
, but the energy is too strong and friction produces current.
"Why resist? You'd better take my sword first."
His figure flashed, and the long sword in Qin Tian's hand cut directly into the fist, and passed by with a sudden movement. The sword energy tore through the sky, and a huge vacuum sword mark appeared in the gap in the void. It seemed that the entire space of the arena was divided into two halves.
, a strong counterattack.
At the critical moment, He Yi's expression suddenly became solemn, his eyes narrowed to a slit, he took a step back with his right foot, holding his right hand free, and the violent dark yellow aura condensed into a huge aura beast head, with two long limbs on the snout of the beast head.
The dragon has beards, eyes as big as lanterns, and when it opens its mouth and roars, the air is like water, spinning violently, forming funnel-shaped vortices.