"Sick Cat, are you finally angry? This is the kind of momentum a Fuso beast should have."
Ding Xiaoyi still had a bright smile. He looked at the angry Geng Liqiu and couldn't help but joked again.
Although Ding Xiaoyi was extremely nervous inside at this moment, he showed a calm demeanor.
Geng Liqiu rose up with a billowing momentum,
As soon as he stepped on it, the gravel made a roaring sound.
Then there was a "click" sound,
He saw that the gravel immediately turned into countless fine pieces. The gravel splashed up and turned into broken shadows that filled the sky and lingered around him.
"Ding Xiaoyi, you are simply looking for death."
Geng Liqiu's cold eyes were like coming out of the dark world,
He stared at Ding Xiaoyi, but Ding Xiaoyi was still smiling, and the contempt in his eyes was not concealed.
He held the Xuantian Seal with his left hand, and with a move of his right hand, the sword pierced the sky and turned into a stream of light and fell into his palm.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi holding the long sword in his hand,
Geng Liqiu’s expression did not change at all. The aura around him rose to the extreme, and he slowly walked towards Ding Xiaoyi.
Layers of gravel were stirred up under the feet, and the violent energy was like an overwhelming force.
"You said the same thing at the beginning, but I'm still standing here. The Fuso Eight Divine Techniques are just mediocre. One sick cat is not enough. Fuso Eight Divine Techniques have a total of eight beasts. You might as well use them Sacrifice all eight animals."
Ding Xiaoyi raised the corners of his mouth and said provocatively to Geng Liqiu.
"No, this is too powerful. Fuso Yashen Technique actually has eight life wheels. How can you fight like this?"
Ding Xiaoyi's voice reached everyone's ears clearly, and some people couldn't help but murmur to themselves.
There were also expressions of disbelief on the faces of the audience.
As we all know,
Each practitioner has only one life wheel, which is the law of heaven and earth and cannot be changed.
But from Ding Xiaoyi’s words, we know that
Fuso practitioners can have eight life wheels at the same time. As long as the practitioner has practiced the Eight Divine Skills, he can sacrifice eight life wheels at the same time.
This violates the laws of heaven and earth,
Many powerful people didn't believe it, but from what Ding Xiaoyi said, they had to believe it.
"I didn't expect this kid to know the Fusang practitioner's skills so well. No wonder he is so confident." Jia Zhengjing said to Ning Wuzhe who was standing aside.
At the same time, King Qing Pluto on the side also had glaring eyes but said nothing. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Ning Wuzhe smiled casually and said, "In the small country of Fusang, the Eight Divine Skills are nothing more than trivial skills."
Hearing Ning Wuzhe's pretentious words, Jia Zhengjing rolled his eyes at him.
Only Ning Wuzhe could say such pretentious words.
Only Ning Wuzhe would be dismissive of Fusang's Eight Divine Skills. If it were anyone else, Jia Zhengjing would immediately sneer back.
"Old Man Jia, the bet between us has not been finalized yet. Do you dare to bet?"
Ning Wuzhe's deep gaze fell on the old man with a wretched face, and he showed strong confidence.
When he heard about the bet, King Qing Ping also looked at Jia Zhengjing with burning eyes.
"You two guys, aren't you just thinking about my little wine? If this kid kills the Fuso man, it doesn't matter if I share two jars of wine."
Jia Zhengzheng's wretched appearance was gone at this moment, replaced by a bold and unrestrained appearance.
Seeing such a heroic and generous Jia Zhengjing, Ning Wuzhe and Qing Ping Wang laughed knowingly.
"I like that kid more and more. He is brave and courageous. I just don't know how he can turn this situation around."
After Ning Wuzhe smiled, he turned his gaze to the dilapidated arena.
He saw that Geng Liqiu was getting closer and closer to Ding Xiaoyi, and the aura around Geng Liqiu became more and more powerful.
"Don't underestimate him, this kid always does some surprising things."
Qing Pluto's eyes were very deep, and although his voice was low, he could not hide his admiration for Ding Xiaoyi.
"Qing Pluto, you know that boy",
Jia Zhengzheng seemed to have caught the subtle fluctuating aura of Qing Pluto, and he couldn't help but curiously asked.
"I don't know him, but the tenacity in this kid is not comparable to that of ordinary practitioners. From the beginning of the challenge of the King of Hundred Battles, he never fought thrillingly, but in the end he still succeeded."
"No one is optimistic about him, including us, but he still succeeded and counterattacked all the way."
Qing Pingwang's voice was neither fast nor slow, but his words were exceptionally clear.
But no one knew that the face hidden under the mask showed an expression of nostalgia.
No one knew that he was holding a miniature bow-shaped weapon tightly in his palm, and the miniature bow-shaped weapon was beating restlessly.
"Hahaha……",
Geng Liqiu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
After laughing, he looked at Ding Xiaoyi with burning eyes: "Are you worthy of a waste body like yours with a shattered spiritual sea? The Eight Divine Skills are so amazing. When the Eight Divine Skills are released, the whole world will be destroyed. Do you think you are worthy?"
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Catching the sword that came swiftly,
His figure flashed, and his right fist struck Ding Xiaoyi like a thunderbolt.
Geng Liqiu's violent momentum distorted the surrounding space, and the giant cat shadow behind him also waved its sharp claws and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.
The giant cat rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi like a shadow covering the sky,
The surrounding space was all sealed by the Shukaku Life Wheel, leaving Ding Xiaoyi nowhere to escape.
Although that sword was extremely powerful, in Geng Liqiu's eyes it looked like a sword move performed by a three-year-old child.
"Zheng...",
Geng Liqiu's left hand turned into a claw and grabbed the long sword that Ding Xiaoyi was stabbing at, and a high-pitched sword sound sounded.
He pressed hard with his left hand, and the sword was caught between his fingers.
Geng Liqiu showed a cruel expression on his face. He would not make the same mistake again this time.
At the same time, he swung his right fist hard at Ding Xiaoyi's chest, and the punch came out with thunderous force.
Following the punch, the space began to tremble.
Everything that the fist light passed turned into nothingness, and it seemed that the space was instantly annihilated under this powerful punch.
"A sick cat is a sick cat, always self-righteous."
What made Geng Liqiu feel strange was that Ding Xiaoyi in front of him didn't show any signs of panic.
Geng Liqiu couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged.
"boom",
The fist light drove in and hit Ding Xiaoyi hard on the chest.
The giant cat phantom blocked the surrounding space, and he knew that Ding Xiaoyi could not escape.
