Tianxing Arena is particularly lively today.
The third-grade competition finals attracted too many spectators. Zhao Yisu and Chun Xia came out a little late. If Fu Xishan's colleagues hadn't left space in advance, they might not have been able to find a place to stay.
The competition has not yet started, Wang Polu is enjoying the treatment of the stars and the moon in front, Master Midang, the sixth grade, has also come to support the disciple, and is giving instructions in Wang Polu's ears.
Wang Polu looked around the crowd, saw Chun Xia and Zhao Yisu, and greeted them with a smile.
Chun Xia: "You compete well, there will be no shame in losing."
Wang Polu: "I won't lose."
Zhao Yisu got straight to the point: "Maybe you can use this elixir."
She took out the nourishing pills Luan Shuyuan gave her and gave Wang Polu two pills.
Before Wang Polu could take a closer look, the elixir was taken away by Master Midang. The sixth-grade monk's spiritual consciousness swept over the elixir, and his eyes flashed: "Ninth-grade elixir?!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Polu hurriedly grabbed it and put it in his pocket, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.
Be good, ninth-grade elixir! ! ! I have never seen a ninth-grade pill in my life! !
Senior Sister Zhao has changed her gender. Are you giving away two such valuable things at once? !
Sure enough, I am the most important in senior sister’s heart!
Wang Polu proudly raised his chin towards Chunxia, but Chunxia didn't care at all - she had a Bokou stove, how could she care about anything else?
Master Midang bowed his hands to her seriously and thanked her. He was a senior. Zhao Yisu did not dare to accept this gift, so he hurriedly returned it.
Master Midang: "I won't say any unnecessary nonsense. I'll note this as a favor. If you have any trouble in the future, just ask."
He has such a personality and speaks in a chivalrous manner, which is very different from other sixth-grade real people.
Zhao Yisu smiled: "If I can get a favor from Master Midang, I won't lose money on this deal."
The hammer fell on the ring and the game began.
Wang Polu took the conspicuous Kuanghai hammer onto the field, and the Robinia locust opposite him took a step slower than him and stood still.
Zhao Yisu looked towards Robinia pseudoacacia and saw that this man had an unattractive appearance, and his dark brown clothes were a bit scruffy and shabby. He had an aura that overshadowed the world. If he were casually thrown on a street in the mortal world, he would immediately blend in with the background crowd. Difficult to identify.
This feeling is very strange, that is, you clearly see his face, but if you describe it but can't find any characteristics, you may even turn around and forget it. Unless you meet him again next time and feel that the other person is familiar, you can remember it.
Zhao Yisu suddenly realized that the two people on the ring had begun to fight.
There is a very obvious difference in the fighting styles between the two. Wang Polu is still so reckless, swinging his big hammer straight forward with amazing momentum; Robinia has an obviously dexterous route, with small but precise spells. He can spy on the opponent's weaknesses and can't kill him until the critical moment. Don't take action easily.
Both of them reached the finals based on their strength. The movement in the ring was earth-shattering. Even Zhao Yisu had reached the peak of the fifth level. Looking at such a scene, he still couldn't help but sweat.
The first thing that surprised her was Wang Polu's Kuanghai Hammer.
The hammer had been refined into a life magic weapon by him. The huge hammer cooperated with Wang Polu's amazing explosive power. Every blow of the hammer was so powerful that it shook the arena barrier to pieces.
——"Didn't you say that the arena barrier has been reinforced? Why are you still so reluctant to hammer it?"
——"Ha, you can't help hammering? Go up and try hammering. You won't be able to hammer out Wang Polu's momentum even if you give it three years! When Xuandan Mansion attacked the formation, Wang Polu was only at the third level, and he could already use this hammer to deal damage. The attack power is comparable to that of a fourth-level disciple. He blasts the formation in front, and the other third-level disciples have no choice but to give in. You are too underestimated by Fu Xishan's third-level genius."
——"If he is so powerful, why haven't I seen him attack so aggressively in the ring before?"
——"Black Locust is difficult to deal with. Wang Polu has studied his opponent so he changed his tactics. Didn't you find that Black Locust's fighting style is different from before? He is so good at attacking, but he is holding back now, which means that he is still able to fight for the time being. If I can’t find any flaws in my opponent, I’m afraid I’ll be at a disadvantage…”
As soon as he finished speaking, as if to confirm the onlooker's statement, Wang Polu failed to dodge the black locust hammer he fired. He hit the protective formation heavily, and the terrifying force penetrated the black locust body and hit the protective formation. It almost broke into pieces on the spot!
The high-level monks guarding the formation hurriedly threw a seal on the formation.
Zhao Yisu was secretly dumbfounded. Even though Wang Polu was crazy, he had crazy capital. If she were allowed to enter the ring at the third level, even with her body modified by the system, she would not be able to produce such an astonishing violent output.
You must know that Wang Polu's spiritual roots and spiritual sea are far inferior to Zhao Yisu's. His strength relies entirely on the extreme development of his body's tendons and muscles.
The third level is already so terrifying, how can it be done at the ninth level?
It is said that one effort can defeat ten levels. Even if Zhao Yisu has tens of thousands of techniques, he still has to be cautious if he meets Wang Polu of the same level... She pulled back her distant thoughts and saw that Robin Locust had been hit hard by the heavy hammer. He quickly stood up and flew behind Wang Polu.
Being able to react so sensitively even after receiving a heavy hammer could only mean that Wang Polu's blow just now was noisy to him, and did not hurt him at all.
Robinia Locust attacked from behind, and Zhao Yisu saw his magical weapon for the first time.
It was a small flag with a monster painted on it... No, not just one, but many.
The flag flew out from his sleeves and quickly nailed to the floor of the ring, forming a strange shape, trapping Wang Polu inside.
——"What is this? Isn't Black Locust good at assassinations and sneak attacks? I thought he was using his best magic weapon, the awl."
——"That's the awl. Look at the bottom of the flagpole. It's clearly sharp. It pierced the ring!"
——"The arena is so solid that only fifth-grade monks have left traces on it. This is the first of the third-grade monks to do this! It turns out that this black locust still retains his strength, and the body of his awl weapon turns out to be the formation flag."
Zhao Yisu also recognized it, and a small magic circle had been formed on the arena.
This formation looks small to outsiders, occupying only one-tenth of the area of the arena. It happens to trap Wang Polu in a very narrow area, but for those in the formation, such a few steps may It will take a lifetime.
——"Huh, you thought Robin Locust was holding back some big move, and actually used the trap formation to deal with Wang Polu? It is said that the power of the formation is affected by the upper limit of the formation master. If such a formation can break through the sky, it will be a third-level dilemma. With Wang Polu's brute force, it can be smashed to pieces with two or three hammers."
Some people said this, and others nodded, thinking that Wang Polu would break the formation soon, and Robinia Locust had to attack immediately before that to defeat Wang Polu.
Chunxia couldn't help but clenched his fists secretly, thinking that victory or defeat should be decided in one fell swoop. But when he caught a glimpse of Zhao Yisu from the corner of his eye, he saw the senior sister folding her arms and tapping her fingers unconsciously, showing a slow-paced posture.
Chunxia was a little confused. At the same time, she discovered that the battle situation in the arena did not develop according to everyone's speculation.
Wang Polu did not attack the formation, and Robinia did not take the opportunity to attack. The two of them each occupied a corner of the ring and stopped attacking in a tacit agreement.
Chunxia: "Senior sister, what's going on? There seems to be something wrong with Wang Polu's eyes."
