Chapter 357 Holy shit, this guy snatched the weapon of the Eight-Armed Demon General?!
Zhao Yuanwu was slashed by Wang Teng and fell to the ground.
But the violent impact still made him continue to retreat.
laugh!
Zhao Yuanwu made a quick decision and inserted his sword into the ring, causing sparks to fly. He took three more steps back and finally stopped his retreat.
puff!
Then he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
He looked extremely ugly and looked down at the knife marks on his chest.
This scene is so familiar. It was the same when he killed Han Zhu before. Wang Teng was treating him with his own way!
"Hehehe..." Zhao Yuanwu let out a deep laugh.
"It's getting more and more interesting."
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Teng opposite, his eyes glowing with evil red light: "I have underestimated you!"
Wang Teng looked at Zhao Yuanwu, his eyes flashing slightly.
This tone does not sound like that of a loser. Does Zhao Yuanwu have any other means to make a comeback?
"What other methods do you have? You can use them all. I will convince you that you will lose." Wang Teng said calmly.
"Ha!" Zhao Yuanwu laughed ferociously: "This method was originally planned to be reserved for Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang, but now I have to use it on you first."
As he spoke, the red light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, the blood in his body was surging, and it was like a real substance, with blue veins bulging out and squirming like little snakes.
"This is..." Wang Teng frowned.
At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu looked very much like he was using a special secret method to stimulate his potential.
Wang Teng has learned about this type of secret method, but basically it has extremely serious sequelae, ranging from loss of Qi and blood, depletion of the Force, requiring a long period of rest to recover, and in severe cases... severed tendons and damaged potential, which is equivalent to
It cuts off the future path of martial arts.
However, the greater the damage, the greater the benefits, such as being able to explode several times your own strength in an instant!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Roaring sounds continued to come from Zhao Yuanwu's body, and the muscles on his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wound on the chest was squeezed, as if it had healed and disappeared, and the blood on it was directly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, disappearing in an instant.
This scene was also clearly seen by everyone on the big screen, and many people exclaimed.
Especially ordinary people, who have never seen such a situation. Zhao Yuanwu was struck by Wang Teng just now. He was already very weak. Why did he suddenly feel like he had been injected with chicken blood? He was even stronger than before. It made people feel
Extremely incredible.
The commentator's voice suddenly came to mind and was very passionate: "Zhao Yuanwu has not completely failed. He seems to have used some kind of secret method and is stronger than before. Can he turn defeat into victory??"
On the second floor of the auditorium, Qianyuan Sect leader Zhao Zhixing's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but said: "Yuanwu is too impulsive! Even if he loses this competition, there is still a resurrection match, so there is no need to use our "violent secret method" at this time
"!"
"You can't blame Yuan Wu for this situation. Who would have thought that Wang Teng would pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. He has such strong strength but is willing to hide it. How can Yuan Wu be willing to be defeated by him?" said the third elder of the Qianyuan Sect.
"Young people are inevitably competitive. Yuan Wu has been too smooth in these years. If he suffers a defeat, his mentality must be unstable." Another old man said, this person is the second elder of the Qian Yuan Sect.
"There are too many talented warriors in major prestigious schools. Not to mention Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang, Wang Teng alone is extremely amazing. In today's society, the school system is the right way, and our sect is still lagging behind." Zhao Zhixing couldn't help but
Sighed.
The second elder and the third elder looked at each other in silence.
On the arena.
boom!
A terrifying momentum burst out from Zhao Yuanwu's body.
"Give! Me! Die! Come!"
Zhao Yuanwu completely exploded. He was so angry that he strode towards Wang Teng. He stepped on the ring with heavy steps and the ground seemed to be shaking.
In an instant, he came to Wang Teng and slashed him with his sword.
laugh!
The knife was filled with flames, burning and twisting the air, which showed how high the temperature was.
Wang Teng's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his knife to block, but Zhao Yuanwu refused to give up and struck him with one knife after another, forcing Wang Teng to retreat.
Clang clang clang!
The two knives collided and sparks flew everywhere.
Wang Teng clearly saw that the sword in his hand was being cut one after another, even cracked, and was about to be scrapped.
"Such a fierce attack, such a crisp counterattack, Zhao Yuanwu has a long sword in his hand, we can only see the afterimage, Wang Teng seems to be in a weak position, is it really about to reverse the victory or defeat?" explained the commentator Zhang Jun.
Ring at the right time.
"Wang Teng's situation seems to be a little bad!" Another commentator, Su Xiao, also said.
The words just fell.
A crisp sound suddenly came from the big screen.
Click!
The next moment, everyone saw that the sword in Wang Teng's hand was cut off by Zhao Yuanwu, breaking into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
"Now let's see how you block it!" Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity, and he slashed at Wang Teng, whose middle door was wide open.
Many viewers couldn't help but close their eyes when they saw this.
Lin Chuhan's face turned pale. He never expected that such a surprise would happen again in a situation that was obviously a sure win.
On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan opened his eyes slightly and stared closely at the scene on the ring.
Everyone held their breath and sweated for Wang Teng.
Bang!
At this moment, a dull sound came from the ring.
The sound was like being struck on an extremely heavy iron plate!
But...this is not right!
Zhao Yuanwu was stunned and looked at the giant black weapon that appeared in Wang Teng's hand at some point.
Everyone also reacted and looked towards the ring.
Then their eyes couldn't help but fall on that weapon.
"This, what is this?"
Like Zhao Yuanwu, everyone stared blankly at this extremely strange weapon.
Like a sword, huge!
How could there be such a strange weapon?
Fancy!
"This is... black gold with magic patterns!!"
Many big-shot figures present now saw the secret of this weapon.
It turned out to be a magical weapon made of black gold with magic patterns!!
And it’s still such a big piece!
Many of the big guys present couldn't help but swallow their saliva and their eyes shone.
Depend on!
What a waste of natural resources!
Such a large piece of magic-patterned black gold is enough to forge several conventional weapons, but now it has only forged the weird-looking weapon in Wang Teng's hand. What a waste.
"Why do I feel that this weapon looks...familiar?" Ye Jixing, the master of Jixing Martial Arts Hall on the second floor of the auditorium, said to himself.
"You have forgotten about the war a year ago. The eight-armed demon general Zurzi's weapon looks like this." Lei Zhenting, the owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Gym, said subconsciously.
After saying that, he reacted immediately, widened his eyes, and looked at Ye Jixing.
"Holy crap, this kid snatched the eight-armed demon general's weapon?!"
