Faced with Feng Tianwu's challenge, Long Yun's eyes flickered a few times and he immediately admitted defeat. 【Read full text】
He had already seen Feng Tianwu's strength. Although he was very confident in his methods, the gap in strength made him feel powerless.
This frighteningly young-looking woman in red is not only higher in cultivation than him, but also has a better "artistic conception" than him, and even the spiritual weapon in her hand is better than him.
He had seen the third-grade spiritual weapon in the woman's hand before. It was a third-grade spiritual weapon that could increase the power by '70%'.
It was much stronger than the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand.
Taken together, his strength is far behind that of women, and there is no need to fight.
The woman is strong enough to crush him.
"Su Li!"
After Long Yun admitted defeat, Feng Tianwu's eyes shifted to Su Li and nodded slightly to Su Li.
Compared to Long Yun, she was quite polite when she looked at Su Li.
All this was naturally because she knew that Su Li was Duan Lingtian's friend.
Unlike Long Yun's surrender, Su Li was not afraid at all when faced with Feng Tianwu's challenge and flew out to confront Feng Tianwu.
"Miss Tianwu."
Su Li nodded to Feng Tianwu.
"I know you are Brother Duan's friend...but I am determined to win the seventh seat in today's 'Dynasty Martial Competition'!"
Feng Tianwu said to Su Li, her words full of confidence.
"me too."
Facing a woman like Feng Tianwu, who was like a fairy descending from the earth, Su Li had no intention of being polite, as if he was not facing a stunning beauty, but an extremely ordinary ordinary person.
The two stood opposite each other and successfully attracted the attention of everyone present.
Feng Tianwu, the daughter of the eldest son of the Feng family, showed off her amazing strength for the first time today.
He has cultivated to the "Eighth Level of Entering the Void Realm", comprehends the "Eighth Level of Fire Concept", and holds a third-grade spiritual whip that can increase his power by "70%".
Su Li is a young talent from the Black Stone Empire. His cultivation and artistic conception are comparable to Feng Tianwu.
However, so far, in the eyes of a group of spectators in the prison arena, the spiritual weapon displayed in Su Li's hand is just a 'fourth-grade spiritual sword'.
"This Su Li from the Black Stone Empire has good cultivation and artistic conception, no less than Miss Tian Wu... However, the spiritual weapon in his hand is only the 'Fourth Grade Spiritual Sword', so he will definitely suffer."
"The fourth-grade spiritual sword is quite different from the third-grade spiritual whip in Miss Tianwu's hand... The most important thing is that the third-grade spiritual whip in Miss Tianwu's hand is a third-grade spiritual weapon that can increase the power by '70%'! "
"The spiritual weapons are too different...Su Li has no chance of winning this battle."
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Almost all the spectators around the prison arena were not optimistic about Su Li.
Facing the doubts from a group of people, Su Li's expression remained unchanged.
"Su Li, I won't use a 'third-grade spiritual weapon' in a fight with you."
Feng Tianwu said to Su Li, her words were frank and frank, as if she were a woman and not a man.
For a moment, the entire prison arena was boiling again.
"Miss Tianwu is worthy of being Lord Wudao's daughter. She is an open-minded person and is unwilling to take advantage of Su Li in spiritual weapons."
"Now I am more and more envious of Duan Lingtian from the Blackstone Empire... How could he be so virtuous and capable that he can marry such an outstanding woman as Miss Tianwu?"
"How virtuous do you think Duan Lingtian is? Compared to him, who are you?"
…
The discussion around the prison arena unconsciously shifted to Duan Lingtian.
There are many people who are targeting Duan Lingtian, and there are also many people who are aggrieved by Duan Lingtian. The latter is more due to their admiration for Duan Lingtian from the bottom of their hearts.
"Tianwu and Su Li were competing in a ranking battle, and they were able to get involved with me..."
Duan Lingtian had a strange look in his eyes, feeling that he had really been shot while lying down.
Who have we provoked?
"Need not!"
Hearing Feng Tianwu's frank words, Su Li shook his head.
Just when Feng Tianwu looked confused, a three-foot green blade with flowing light appeared in Su Li's hand out of thin air.
"This is not the spiritual sword Su Li used before!"
Soon, someone discovered the clue.
At this moment, the Yuan Power emerged in Su Li's hand, and then merged into the three-foot green edge in his hand.
In an instant, above the void, strange phenomena of heaven and earth appeared.
First, eleven ancient horned dragon phantoms appeared, and then seven ancient giant elephant phantoms appeared, plus more than 4,000 ancient giant elephant phantoms.
"Increase of '68%'...a third-grade spiritual sword!"
"Su Li also has a third-grade spiritual weapon? Oh my god! Is there a big gathering of third-grade spiritual weapons today?"
"Don't we, the Han Dynasty, only have one third-grade spiritual weapon? Moreover, that third-grade spiritual weapon seems to be in the hands of the royal family, right?"
…
As a third-grade spiritual sword appeared in Su Li's hand, the entire prison arena exploded.
If there is anyone who is not surprised now, it is Duan Lingtian.
He had long heard about the fact that Su Li and Long Yun had third-grade spiritual weapons in their hands, so even if he saw Su Li taking out a third-grade spiritual sword now, he didn't think it was a big deal.
"Brother Lingtian, the third-grade spiritual weapons in the hands of the three of them were all refined by the third-grade weapon refiner behind you?"
Duan Lingtian's calm expression caught Xiang Ying's eyes, and Xiang Ying couldn't help but ask with concentrated voice.
There was a hint of urgency in his tone.
Duan Lingtian was a little surprised when he received Xiang Ying's Yuanli Condensation, and it took him a moment to react.
He knew that Xiang Ying thought too much.
"Master Xiang, you are thinking too much."
Duan Lingtian responded truthfully.
"Am I thinking too much?"
Xiang Ying was startled at first, and then asked further: "Am I really overthinking it? Whether it is Miss Tian Wu of the Feng family, or Su Li and Long Yun, the two young talents of the Black Stone Empire, they all seem to be the same as you. Is there some connection?"
"That's right."
Duan Lingtian did not deny this point, "The three of them are more or less connected with me... However, among the third-grade spiritual weapons in the hands of the three of them, only the one in Tianwu's hand was made by the third-grade weapon refiner behind me. Made by Su Li and Long Yun, they have nothing to do with the third-level weapon refiner behind me."
"Besides, among these two people, I am the only one who is friends with Su Li. I may be able to ask the third-grade weapon refiner behind me to refine the third-grade spiritual weapon for Su Li, but it is impossible to help Long Yun."
Duan Lingtian's words were spoken frankly.
Xiang Ying had no doubts about this, but he couldn't help but said in shock: "Brother Lingtian, that third-grade weapon refiner behind you is really an amazing person! He can actually refine something as powerful as Miss Tianwu's hand. A third-grade spiritual weapon with an increase of '70%'."
"well enough."
Duan Lingtian nodded, it was because he was thick-skinned, otherwise, he would have been praised so much that he couldn't help but blush.
"Another third-grade spiritual weapon!"
In the upper-class auditorium exclusive to the royal family of the Han Dynasty, the emperor's mouth twitched, and his majesty was gone.
Even though he had a high status in the Han Dynasty, he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.
"It's someone from the Blackstone Empire again!"
The old man in black couldn't help but gasp.
"The creation of the people of the Blackstone Empire is truly remarkable."
Bai Hao, who had been silent all this time, rarely spoke, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
As for the Zishang brother and sister, they didn't say anything.
However, Bai He, who was sitting next to Zi Yan, had more greed in his eyes than when Long Yun took out the third-grade spiritual sword, "Another third-grade spiritual weapon... and it's also a third-grade spiritual sword!"
He himself uses a sword, and he also understands the 'Idea of the Sword'.
He wanted to get a 'third-grade spiritual sword' more than a third-grade spiritual sword.
"Is that Su Li?"
Bai He's eyes were full of desire.
However, soon, a word came into Bai He's ears, like a basin of cold water poured on Bai He's head, "He'er, you'd better not even think about the third-grade spiritual weapons in the hands of Long Yun and Su Li. Think about it!”
Bai He could hear the Yuanli condensation of his father, the current emperor of the Han Dynasty.
"Why?!"
Bai He couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and responded with an unwilling face.
"snort!"
Emperor Yuanli snorted, and said with a bit of hatred: "Don't think about it...why do they have third-grade spiritual weapons? Do you think they fall like pie from the sky? Moreover, They are just members of an empire, but with such strength, do you think there will be no masters behind them?"
The emperor's very reasonable words made Bai He hesitate.
At this time, in addition to using the third-grade spiritual sword, Su Li also directly demonstrated the 'Impression of the Eightfold Sword' he had comprehended.
For a moment, Su Li chose to strike first and took the lead in attacking Feng Tianwu.
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
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The shadow of the sword crisscrossed and swept towards Feng Tianwu like a shadow.
On the other hand, Feng Tianwu shook the third-grade spiritual whip in her hand and began to move around her graceful and graceful body, forming a crimson light shield again.
This crimson light shield was like a huge fireball, protecting Feng Tianwu's entire body inside.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
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The third-grade spiritual sword in Su Li's hand was shot again and again, and bits and pieces fell on the 'big fireball' on Feng Tianwu's body.
Every time the spirit sword fell, the huge fireball shrank a bit.
Of course, if you look at it with the naked eye, it is difficult to see the changes in the fireball.
Finally, in full view of everyone, the fireball moved and moved into the distance.
But Feng Tianwu realized that she could no longer be passive, otherwise, she would almost be defeated...
Although defensive martial arts can solve a temporary emergency, they cannot be used from beginning to end.
In this ranking match, what she has to do is not to tie with Su Li, but to defeat Su Li, so that she can occupy the seventh seat in this dynasty competition.
The seventh seat, as she said before.
She is determined to win!
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
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Finally, Feng Tianwu took action, and the third-grade spiritual whip in his hand fluttered, turning into a dense whip shadow, sweeping out through the air, pointing directly at Su Li.
And these whip shadows fell overwhelmingly, as if there was a heavy rain.
"It's raining flowers all over the sky?"
Seeing this scene, Duan Lingtian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but recall the scene when he first saw Feng Tianwu in 'Fengqi City'.
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