Almost as soon as Fang Han rushed out, the figure appeared, and with a wave of his palm, Fang Han, who was in madness, was sent flying away.
The crowd focused their eyes on that figure, and Ye Chen also looked at it with a cold look in his eyes.
The person who came was none other than Prince Wu of Qin, Fang Li.
He stood on the ring, with a vague and domineering aura lingering around his body. There was a rare coldness in his eyes that were as calm as an ancient well. He met Ye Chen's gaze and said in an indifferent tone:
"I'm waiting for you in the battle between the three powers."
Boom!
Everyone felt a roar in their minds. Fang Li's words were actually a declaration of war!
He was waiting for Ye Chen to challenge him in the battle between the three strong men, which meant that Fang Li had recognized Ye Chen's strength and was strong enough to fight him!
The entire space fell into silence. Even Han Xiaozi stood up suddenly, staring at Ye Chen with a hint of indifference in his eyes.
He knew that Ye Chen was very strong, but he had never regarded him as an opponent. Having already understood the martial spirit, he could almost ignore him.
His opponent has always been one from beginning to end, and that is Fang Li.
But just now, Fang Li actually recognized Ye Chen's strength. Doesn't that mean that in Fang Li's heart, Ye Chen's status is no longer lower than his own.
This guy with only the ninth level of the True Dao, how could he be able to be on an equal footing with himself, a strong man of the Holy Dao? This was simply unbearable for Han Xiaozi, and his coldness and anger burst out crazily, almost
To destroy his sanity.
"Okay." Ye Chen retracted his gaze, responded lightly, turned around, and returned directly to his seat.
"Ye Chen defeated Fang Han and has won eight consecutive victories. Now, even if he gives up the next three duels, he can still be ranked fourth. He is so powerful." The crowd's eyes were filled with shock.
Before this, no one thought that Ye Chen could reach such a level. Even the arrogant Fang Li recognized his strength.
The eighth round of fighting finally ended under the shock of the crowd. Not long after, the ninth round began.
Fang Li still maintained a winning streak. Except for the first game, he won the other eight games without a fight, and he was in the limelight.
In the second battle, it was Han Xiaozi's turn to choose his opponent.
He originally wanted to challenge Ye Chen directly, but suddenly thought of Fang Li's words, changed his mind, and chose Mo Wugui.
Since Fang Li was so sure that Ye Chen would definitely be among the top three, Han Xiaozi simply deliberately did not choose Ye Chen in the ninth round and let Su Mu fight Ye Chen.
If Ye Chen wins, he will win nine consecutive victories and will definitely be ranked among the top three.
But if Ye Chen loses, then his number of wins and losses will be the same as Su Mu.
Then in the tenth round of the showdown, Han Xiaozi will choose Ye Chen, and then use the strongest means to completely defeat him, making Ye Chen miss the top three. At the same time, he will slap Fang Li hard in the face to vent his heart
of anger.
Thoughts flashed through his mind. Han Xiaozi's figure flickered and landed directly in the center of the ring. Mo Wugui also walked out slowly, his eyes full of calm.
At this time, although his left arm was broken, after many battles, he had fully mastered the power of martial arts and was at his peak. Naturally, he would not admit defeat directly in this battle.
"If you cut off one arm, I will give you a move." Han Xiaozi stood with his hands behind his back, full of confidence, and his body was filled with boundless arrogance, as if no one could defeat him.
"So arrogant!"
The crowd looked at the figure on the ring, and their hearts trembled. Han Xiaozi was so arrogant, he actually let Mo Wugui make a move, and they didn't take him seriously at all, even though Mo Wugui at this moment had completely mastered it.
Although he had gained the power of Wuhun, he was still full of disdain and contempt.
Feeling Han Xiaozi's arrogance, the sharp spear light on Mo Wugui soared into the sky, raging crazily. As he stepped out, his figure immediately disappeared from the place and appeared directly in front of Han Xiaozi.
, the spear swept across, and went straight to Han Xiaozi's heart.
"The Gun Soul is good, but it's still a bit lacking after all."
Suddenly, a cold voice came out of Han Xiaozi's mouth, and the spear was sharp and pierced directly through his body. But at this moment, the pierced body began to become buoyant and slowly dissipated into nothingness.
.
Afterimage?
Mo Wugui was slightly frightened, and when he turned his spear, the light of the spear bloomed and roared in all directions.
Puff puff!
Only a series of muffled sounds were heard. Under the crazy attack of the gun light, Han Xiaozi's body was completely penetrated, but the scene reappeared. The moment the gun light penetrated the body, the body turned into nothingness, and everything
It's an afterimage. Mo Wugui's offensive has no effect at all!
"The gun soul destroys the sky!"
Mo Wugui roared angrily, and the spears poured out like a mountain. Following his roar, a terrifying spear light pressed towards Han Xiaozi, almost covering the entire space, leaving no space empty.
"One move has passed, I'm going to take action."
Han Xiaozi's arrogant voice came again. His figure suddenly appeared in the void, his clothes bulged crazily, and the terrifying soul power bloomed. He slapped his palms and the whole space began to tremble.
The shadows emerged, one after another, and finally reached the terrifying ten thousand levels, and they all shot towards the gun light.
boom!
The sound of a terrible collision erupted, making the world tremble violently, and a hurricane blew up where the two collided.
Mo Wugui's body retreated crazily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. However, Han Xiaozi did not take a step back. He was still standing in the void, his aura rolling around, as if there were endless afterimages behind him.
, overlapping and continuous, it is impossible to distinguish between reality and reality.
"The Dharma Body of Ten Thousand Shadows, transformed into ten thousand shadows, is really shocking." The crowd took a breath. Han Xiaozi's method was so amazing. Thousands of shadows shrouded the void, making it difficult for people to find the true body, let alone launch an offensive.
At the same time, he also possesses the power of ten thousand shadows. A single palm strike is like ten thousand palms falling, and the momentum can break mountains and rivers. It is no wonder that Mo Wugui was injured. The gap between the two is too big.
The buzzing sound continued to come out, and thousands of phantoms enveloped Han Xiaozi's body. A terrifying soul power began to bloom. A halo appeared above his head, showing a strange gray-black color, filled with
With a mysterious aura, he stepped forward and pressed towards Han Xiaozi with all his aura, saying coldly: "You will definitely be defeated by the next move."
Hearing this, Mo Wugui's expression became more solemn. Finally, he lifted the corner of his mouth and laughed out loud, saying, "I admit defeat."
After taking the gun soul back into his body, Mo Wugui turned his gaze to Lin Xinghan and said again: "In this battle, I am defeated by Han Xiaozi, so I voluntarily admit defeat."
There was an uproar in the crowd, but soon everyone nodded. Han Xiaozi's strength was too strong. He was far better than Mo Wugui. Even if he persisted, there was no point in giving up immediately.
, it is indeed a wise move.
Mo Wugui left the ring and returned to his position, but just as he passed Ye Chen, his lips moved and he made an inaudible sound, whispering: "Ten Thousand Shadows Dharma Body, Ten Thousand Shadows
It is him himself, you must use wind and thunder to directly destroy all the shadows, and you must not give him a chance to breathe."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen's heart suddenly trembled, and he looked at Mo Wugui in surprise. However, Mo Wugui had already walked away, returned to his seat, sat cross-legged with his knees, and entered a state of meditation.