"oh?"
Long Junhao showed a look of admiration in his eyes, and then curled his lips and said: "You are indeed very strong and worth a fight!"
Yunzheng slowly raised his sword, pointing the tip at him.
Long Junhao chuckled and saw that his hands changed instantly. They were covered by the power of pure tempered metal elements and turned into gold hands as solid as a rock.
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed for a moment.
The next moment, Long Junhao flashed in front of Yunzheng. He clenched his fist and slammed it in Yunzheng's direction.
boom!
Yunzheng raised his sword to block, and the sword edge collided head-on with Long Junhao's golden hand. The sharp sword edge did not damage Long Junhao's hand at all.
The corners of Long Junhao's lips raised, and he immediately gathered his strength to pursue the victory.
"Three forms of Dragon Fist!"
boom! boom! boom!
Dozens of phantoms of golden fists condensed instantly and attacked Yunzheng fiercely. Yunzheng raised his sword to block, but was forced to retreat.
Yunzheng's hands holding the silver sword were numb from the shock, and she almost couldn't hold the hilt.
Her eyes changed slightly, I'm afraid Long Junhao is also a physical practitioner! And it’s still a very powerful physical training!
Yunzheng gathered her strength, raised her sword to fight back, and swung it away!
boom--
The dozens of golden fist shadows were struck by the sword blade. Although a large part of their power was dissipated, there was still a small part of the power left and they struck directly towards Yunzheng's chest.
With a soft 'bang' sound, Yunzheng was hit in the chest, forcing her to stumble a few times.
There was also a sense of severe pain that followed.
Yunzheng raised her eyes, her body surged with power. She raised her sword without changing her expression. The sword energy surged like a meteor. She stepped forward and headed towards Long Junhao very quickly.
The sword energy that surged like white light spread around Yunzheng.
This scene is extremely shocking.
"Sky Meteor Slash!"
The sword was swung down, making bursts of violent explosions.
Long Junhao raised his hands together and used a golden seal, "Golden Light Wall!"
The sword blade struck the golden translucent wall, and actually only opened a small gap, but did not completely break it.
Long Junhao looked relaxed, his eyes fell on Yunzheng, and he said in an arrogant tone: "In the face of absolute power, any move is useless. Take out all your trump cards quickly, I don't have time." It’s a waste of time with a little girl like you.”
"If you want me to use my trump card, you have to see if you have the ability." Yunzheng said calmly, paused, and then changed the topic: "Also, it is not a good thing to underestimate the enemy!"
When Long Junhao heard this, his eyes darkened a little.
It seems that Yunzheng is not panicking at all. Either he has a strong trump card, he believes in his own strength, or he is bluffing.
Long Junhao sneered, "I remembered it!"
Later, the two of them fought again.
In this battle, everyone obviously felt that Yunzheng was at a disadvantage, because Yunzheng was completely suppressed and beaten, and Long Junhao did not suffer any injuries. On the contrary, Yunzheng had already been hit by Long Junhao's several moves.
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot.
Someone said in disbelief: "No way, Long Junhao is actually so strong? That violent little witch was actually beaten by him to the point where she had almost no backhand power!"
"After all, Yunzheng is a rising star. How can he defeat Long Junhao, who is already famous?"
"It's over. This time I won by Touting Tianshu Immortal Academy. Shouldn't I lose again?"
"Look, the six monster-level disciples in the ring now are all crushing the people of Tianshu Immortal Academy. The outcome of this game is already too obvious."
"Haha, I've told you a long time ago that as the number one immortal academy, 'Tiansu' has a profound foundation that cannot be compared with other immortal academy. In the last hundred-man team battle, the reason why Tiansu Academy lost was because It’s because we underestimated the enemy, otherwise how could Tianshu Immortal Academy take advantage of it?”
"That's what it sounds like."
There were different opinions, but this ten-man team fight was really fierce, making it difficult for them to take their eyes away.
…
At this time, Zhongli Wuyuan and Qi Po were dealing with one of the monster-level disciples at the second level of the Sovereign Realm. The two of them could barely compete with that monster-level disciple.
The monster-level disciple stared at Qi Po with strange eyes.
"How can a second-level disciple of the False God Realm possess the power of the Sovereign God Realm? Are you trying to trick me by covering up your cultivation like this?!"
Qi Po blinked, "Actually, I'm just a waste."
When the monster-level disciple heard this, the veins on his neck popped out. He was obviously irritated and felt that Qi Po didn't take him seriously at all.
"court death!"
The monster-level disciple roared angrily and directed most of his firepower at Qi Po's body, while Zhongli Wuyuan's pressure was relatively less.
Zhongli Wuyuan quickly gathered his formation and attacked the monster disciple.
However, the monster-level disciple easily broke through these formations and even injured Zhongli Wuyuan.
Zhongli Wuyuan's face turned pale and his brows were furrowed. After all, the disparity in strength was too great.
And the other side.
Feng Xinglan, Yan Chen, and Dai Xiuzhu teamed up to contain one of the monster-level old disciples at the second level of the Sovereign Realm.
Although they were temporarily restrained, the three of them were severely tortured.
He was almost beaten by the monster-level old disciple.
Feng Xinglan's forehead was smashed, blood seeped out, and his white clothes were stained red. His fingers stained with blood and dust tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.
His expression was cold, but his lips were astonishingly white.
He jumped up with his sword in hand, his whole body wrapped in the spiritual power of thunder elements. He raised his sword and swept away violently!
"Thunder Blade Explosion!"
boom!
The monster-level disciple's face turned gloomy. He raised his palm to receive the attack, and struck with a thunder-like blade like crazy, forcing him to take a few steps back.
"Death is imminent, but you are still holding on!"
After the monster-level disciple defused the sword blade, he gathered surging power and slammed into Feng Xinglan.
Feng Xinglan froze, restrained by the pressure of this monster-level disciple.
At this time, Yan Chen, who was lying on the ground, quickly stood up and was in front of Feng Xinglan in a blink of an eye. Then he raised the cauldron and blocked it suddenly!
"Spell defense!"
The black and red spell wrapped around the cauldron quickly burst out with power.
There was a loud bang, and the cauldron was hit by the monster-level disciple's palm.
The cauldron was blown up instantly.
Yan Chen was also blown away and landed on Feng Xinglan.
The two fell to the ground at the same time, and a mouthful of blood poured out of Feng Xinglan's mouth. He looked at Yan Chen who fell aside with worried eyes.
"Yan Chen!"
"Cough...cough, it's okay..." Yan Chen coughed up blood, and blood also flowed from his ears. He looked very weak.
Just when the monster-level disciple was about to chase and kill Feng Xinglan and the other two, Dai Xiuzhu appeared with a seriously injured body and blocked the monster-level disciple with his sword.
Dai Xiuzhu looked nervous and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Feng, Junior Brother Yan, jump off the ring quickly! You can no longer fight!"
"I'll stop him!"
This monster-level old disciple obviously wants to kill Junior Brother Feng and Junior Brother Yan, so he will never let the other party succeed!
