On the martial arts field, the battle between Huo Yuanhao and Huang Huihong has entered a fever pitch.
Both of them looked a little miserable at this time.
One of Huo Yuanhao's arms drooped down weakly.
One of Huang Huihong's legs was limping.
"It's so intense!"
"Tsk! It's gotten to this point."
"Who can tell that these two people have broken arms and are lame?"
"You've already reached this point, and you can still move so fast and violently."
"Hey! The battle next to it is even more fierce! Song Wenyuan starts to kill his opponent again! Look, look, look!"
At this time, there was a sudden noise from the audience.
When everyone heard these sounds, they all looked to the other side of the martial arts arena.
And this look.
They happened to see Song Wenyuan tearing off half of Zhang Haoting's arm.
The blood spilled out and turned into red spots of light that dissipated all over the sky.
Zhang Haoting, on the other hand, turned pale and kept retreating.
"Ah, you can still be so lively."
"It's a bit of an eyesore."
Song Wenyuan's figure once again followed strange steps and came to Zhang Haoting's side like a ghost. His finger pointed at Zhang Haoting's thigh.
"Just start with it!"
As he spoke, a black essence condensed from his fingertips.
At this time, Zhang Haoting shouted loudly, waved his remaining arm violently, made a fist with one hand, and lightning poured into his fist, hitting Song Wenyuan in the face.
Bang!
However, with a muffled sound, the fist wrapped in domineering thunder was still easily caught by Song Wenyuan.
"Hey! I forgot, I promised you to remove the arms first and then the legs."
After the words fell, Song Wenyuan still had a smile on his face and began to exert force on his hands.
Zhang Haoting felt a little cold in his heart.
Song Wenyuan is really not normal, this person is simply twisted.
The other party's methods made him lose his temper.
"If you want to unload, I'll give it to you!"
The lightning in Zhang Haoting's eyes exploded like real substance, and the thunder and lightning surged crazily, starting from Zhang Haoting's body and rushing towards his arm.
Song Wenyuan's face condensed slightly.
I saw Zhang Haoting's arm suddenly burst into dazzling lightning!
boom!
A huge roar came out, and thunder and lightning exploded.
A figure was thrown out in a panic, with a burst of black smoke coming out of it.
"It's Song Wenyuan!"
"He was actually knocked back!"
"What just happened"
"Well...it seems that it was Zhang Haoting who blew up his arm, which deflated Song Wenyuan."
"Wocha! Is it true or false? Then he's not..."
Everyone couldn't believe it.
Faced with this situation, Zhang Haoting refused to give up.
However, in this case, wouldn't Zhang Haoting only have two legs left?
The thunder dispersed.
Everyone's eyes are focused there.
But they didn't see Zhang Haoting!
"Gone!"
"Where are you going? Where is Zhang Haoting?"
"Could it have been blown up?"
On the field, Song Wenyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his consciousness swept across the field, but he did not sense Zhang Haoting's figure.
When his consciousness expanded again, he suddenly raised his head and saw Zhang Haoting leaping high in the air.
"The Sword Comes"
"Ha! Isn't this called a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry?"
Song Wenyuan's face gradually turned cold.
The black essence condensed in his palm, and then he slapped Zhang Haoting.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Junmo's expression changed slightly.
Because of Song Wenyuan's palm.
It reminded him of the slap from the previous judge.
Gao Shengzhong almost died because of that palm. He was so impressed!
"how can that be possible?"
That judge is very powerful.
He was clearly in the God Refining Realm, but the impact it brought to Zhang Junmo even exceeded that of a strong man in the Golden Core Realm!
At this time, Zhang Junmo noticed Song Wenyuan's hair.
A head of gray hair.
Memories of that night flashed through my mind again.
He clearly remembered that the so-called judge had gray hair!
Coupled with Song Wenyuan's pale skin and the cold aura lingering all over his body, he was very similar to that judge.
Zhang Junmo shook his head gently and dismissed these thoughts.
He felt that he was thinking too much.
This Song Wenyuan is indeed very strange and very strong.
But he shouldn't be the judge.
If it were him, what would be the point of him participating in this competition?
There is no need to compete in this competition.
With the power of will, all the participating students were unable to catch his casual punch.
Zhang Junmo has no doubt about this.
Of course, all this was just Zhang Junmo's momentary thoughts.
On the martial arts field, the black palm print landed on Zhang Haoting's body and exploded immediately.
Many people feel regretful.
"it's over."
On one of the stands in the auditorium.
The middle-aged man standing next to Liu Qingcang sighed softly.
He thought the young man named Zhang Haoting was quite good.
A fellow practitioner with dual systems, his special ability is the rare and powerful thunder system.
At such a young age, his supernatural powers have already reached the mid-level E level.
It's really amazing.
It’s just that the opponent is more skilled and powerful.
So far, that Song Wenyuan has not shown his true strength.
Just by looking at it, even his Nascent Soul realm eyesight is not easy to judge.
Unless you use your spiritual sense to explore it.
However, this kind of thing is generally taboo. As a senior figure, it is naturally impossible for him to explore the true strength of a junior while others are competing.
"Maybe it's not over so soon!"
Liu Qingcang's eyes moved slightly, staring at the arena with some interest.
"Is there any other twist?"
The middle-aged man was also surprised, and then looked towards the martial arts arena.
Then he saw a figure wrapped in thunder and lightning rushing out of the black air.
The figure could not be seen clearly under the lightning, but it could be vaguely seen that it had no arms.
Everyone knows that this is Zhang Haoting!
At this time, he was like a cannonball, hitting Song Wenyuan directly.
Seeing this scene, Song Wenyuan felt a trace of anger in his heart.
"Why are you people so stubborn and why do you just refuse to recognize the reality?"
After the words fell, he raised his arm, and a black light condensed on his fingertips.
"Die!"
When he pointed his finger upward, it almost touched Zhang Haoting's forehead, which was smashed down from mid-air.
The black light is about to erupt in the next moment.
However, Song Wenyuan saw through the dazzling thunder light that a smile appeared on Zhang Haoting's stern face.
"Let's die together!"
As Zhang Haoting's voice fell, time seemed to stand still.
Inexplicably, everyone's breathing slowed down subconsciously.
I saw the lightning suddenly shrinking on Zhang Haoting's body!
Along with the contraction of the thunder light, there were also Song Wenyuan's eyes.
A strong sense of crisis suddenly burst out in his heart!
This was the first time he felt a sense of crisis during the game!
At that moment, the lightning on Zhang Haoting seemed to have subsided or even disappeared.
But in the next moment!
Suddenly, a transparent thunder shield suddenly spread out, covering several meters in radius.
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying thunder exploded, and the formed thunder raged crazily, filling the thunder shield in an instant!
Everyone was stunned at this scene.
Even the middle-aged man in the Nascent Soul Realm in the stands was in a daze.
"He...actually blew himself up!"
