In the central area of Timan, in the center of the martial arts arena, one hundred and thirty-three arenas are competing at the same time. The competition has been going on for twenty minutes, but there is no winner in any arena yet.
In the northwest part of the ring group, a passionate three-on-three duel was taking place on a ring. Among them was a young man holding a three-section stick. His three-section stick was played like fire and innocently.
His opponent had golden-green hair. This young man with golden-green hair seemed to be afraid of something, so that it was difficult for him to resist every blow.
The user of the three-section stick is Sun Xing, and the young man with golden-green hair is Yang Yu. In order to hide his identity, Yang Yu's battle was the most difficult battle he had ever fought in martial arts.
After the long stick turned into a three-section stick, Sun Xing's skills became even better, which made Yang Yu think that Sun Xing was already good at using the three-section stick.
The scene turned to the third battlefield. The people fighting here were Bai Wenbin and Sun Nan. Because they were both Level 1 Lingwu Kings, no one had the upper hand for a while.
However, if Yang Yu carefully watched this competition in the ring, Yang Yu would understand that Bai Wenbin did not use his full strength at all. He seemed to be dragging his opponent down.
In the ring, Bai Wenbin's fan was no longer the ordinary fan he used when fighting Yang Yu. Several times, even if Bai Wenbin didn't use Spirit Infusion, his fan could steadily catch Sun Nan's full blow.
A scream came from the side. This was the sound of Liu Deyan being hit by Sun Tian Jueying's eighteen sticks just now. Hearing this sound, Bai Wenbin also became nervous.
The next second, another fan appeared in Bai Wenbin's hand. As Bai Wenbin fanned it hard, a fan shadow appeared in the air. Next, Bai Wenbin continued to inject spiritual power into the fan, and then Just throw it out violently.
Yang Yu was very clear about this move. Bai Wenbin used his innate spiritual skill to inject spirit into every blow. This move even dispersed Yang Yu's Blood Flame Penetrating Fist at the time.
In the battle with Bai Wenbin, Sun Nan always felt that Bai Wenbin did not use all his strength, but the fan seal that Bai Wenbin was wielding now made him feel a strong sense of oppression.
"Look at me, the Eighteen Shadow Sticks." Bai Wenbin did not stop his movements. Sun Nan also panicked, and he used the first spiritual skill without hesitation.
"Ouch! What are you doing?" Sun Nan said in disbelief during the process of using the magic skill.
"Huh huh huh, who has stipulated that you cannot attack when using spiritual skills?" Opposite Sun Nan, Bai Wenbin continued to wave the fan in his hand and said with some disdain.
Yes, just when Sun Nan was wielding the long stick with all his strength, Bai Wenbin actually hit him with two fan seals. The fan seals flew very fast and had high attack power. With just two fan seals, Sun Nan's The first spiritual skill was interrupted. Read the book
Being so angry, Sun Nan's feeling of anger became even stronger. Seeing Bai Wenbin still making fan seals, Sun Nan was no longer afraid, and rushed towards Bai Wenbin with a long stick.
"Okay, you're welcome, let me see how long you can hold on?" Bai Wenbin withdrew a fan and said with a calm expression.
Excluding the two fan seals he just made, there are eight more powerful fan seals beside Bai Wenbin. Each fan seal requires Bai Wenbin to use his innate spiritual skills once. Seeing Bai Wenbin's indifferent expression, Sun Nan is completely dissatisfied. I know where Bai Wenbin's limit is.
Without giving Sun Nan time to relax, the eight fan seals were basically shot at the same time.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Ah! Ah!"
Sun Nan's reaction speed was still very fast, but he completely underestimated the damage of the fan seals. After barely blocking four fan seals, Sun Nan felt that his hands were a little weak for a while, and the remaining four The Dao Fan Seal hit Sun Nan's chest accurately.
When Sun Nan was attacked, Bai Wenbin did not stay still. He called out three fans at once and threw them in the direction of Sun Nan in sequence.
In the air, the fans seemed to be relaying, with the two fans at the back constantly providing impact to the fans.
"Hey, I lost. Let's go check and find out what Bai Wenbin's background is." Above the stands, a man was looking at the arena where Yang Yu and the others were.
When he saw Bai Wenbin hit this blow, he seemed to know that the second team of the Sun Gun Family had lost.
The scene turned to the ring. Bai Wenbin's four fan seals directly stunned Sun Nan. The impact and the pain on his body made him feel dizzy for a moment. What Sun Nan didn't notice was that these four The Dao Fan Seal knocked him back nearly ten meters.
"Brother Nan, be careful!"
"Sun Nan, wake up quickly." On the side, the noise created by Bai Wenbin certainly attracted the attention of the two of them. They didn't care at first, but in just ten seconds, their teammate had been beaten. Arrived next to the ring.
In the haze, Sun Nan seemed to hear the shouts of his teammates. When he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, he realized that he was about to be knocked off the ring.
"Huh? No." When Sun Nan completely came to his senses, the first fan thrown by Bai Wenbin had already flown in front of him.
The target of the fan was clear, hitting Sun Nan's heavily injured chest directly. When he was about to be hit, Sun Nan realized that his long stick had been knocked away.
Reluctant and unbelievable, Sun Nan couldn't even imagine that he was eliminated so quickly. This could barely be regarded as the last battle before the top 100!
Seeing Sun Nan being knocked off the ring, Sun Tian on the side seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly took a step back, and then began to quickly wave the long stick in his hand. Visible to the naked eye, shadows of sticks appeared around Sun Tian.
It can be seen that Sun Tian wants to defeat Liu Deyan as quickly as possible, because in this case, there will still be a two-on-two duel in the ring.
After thinking for less than a second, Liu Deyan recalled the flying blood flame stabbing sword, and a stronger spiritual power was also input into the blood flame stabbing sword.
I saw Liu Deyan jumping high, his feet landing firmly on the blood flame stabbing sword, carrying Liu Deyan, and the blood flame stabbing sword began to fly high.
Flying with a sword is not bad. For Liu Deyan, as long as he has sufficient spiritual power, he can still fly with a sword.
Seeing Liu Deyan flying up, Sun Tian was confused for a moment. He had prepared his spiritual skills, but he didn't even know it was his opponent's turn to take action.
"Brother, that Bai Wenbin, Bai Wenbin." On the other side, Sun Xing, who was fighting Yang Yu, seemed to have seen something and started shouting.
Following Sun Xing's gaze, a three-meter-high tornado formed on the ring, and as Bai Wenbin continued to wave his fan, the tornado even tended to intensify. Gathering Dragon Scroll, yes, Bai Wenbin's number one skill.
Not daring to give Bai Wenbin any more time to accumulate power, Sun Tian rushed over there with his stick. When Sun Tian ran halfway, Bai Wenbin stopped accumulating power, and the spinning dragon scroll hit Sun Tian. passed.
The next second, Jueyingjuan faced the Jueying Eighteen Sticks. In less than a second, the energy surged and the stick shadow dispersed the three-meter-high tornado.
Originally, Sun Tian planned to continue charging, but after the tornado scroll was scattered, there were still several small tornadoes, which forced Sun Tian to stop his attack.
"Sun Xing, don't wait any longer, hurry up..." Knowing that he could not succeed, Sun Tianze hoped that Sun Xing could quickly deal with Yang Yu, but when he looked over, another shocking scene appeared.
At this moment, Sun Xing was trying his best to suppress Yang Yu. On the one hand, he gained the advantage, but on the other hand, he did not pay attention to the other people in the ring.
And Liu Deyan, who had just been flying with his sword, actually circled and flew near Sun Xing. When Sun Tian reminded him, Liu Deyan had already swooped towards Sun Xing with the blood flame stabbing sword.
"clang!"
The fastest reaction blocked Liu Deyan's blow, but this time, Sun Xing's three-section stick was directly lifted off the ring by Liu Deyan. With Bai Wenbin running to the side of Yang Yu and the others, Sun Tian could no longer defeat anyone quickly.
"Lord Huang, this Bai Wenbin is a first-level spiritual warrior master who only joined the Liujian family after becoming a thousand warriors. He has no background and no relatives. He seems to be a free spiritual warrior." A man was silent in the stands. Running over, what he just said was all the investigation results of Bai Wenbin.
"What? Free spirit warrior, you are only twenty-three years old this year, and you are still a first-turn spirit warrior king. Are you kidding me?
Laughing! "After receiving this news, the Lingwu Emperor of the Sun Gun family naturally couldn't explain it. He knew very well how hard his son worked to barely reach the rank of Lingwu King at the age of twenty-four.
"Okay, you go down!" The emperor did not make things difficult for others. After sighing, he asked him to retreat, while his mental power continued to scan Bai Wenbin's body. It can be seen how much he hopes Bai Wenbin uses small means.
As the man glanced, Bai Wenbin got the same information as he did, but he could also see that Sun Xing and Sun Tian were knocked off the ring one after another.
The game lasted for thirty-five minutes, and Yang Yu was of no use this time, but Bai Wenbin was really much better than Jiang Chuan.
"The sixty-seventh arena competition, the Liujian Family's team won." On one side of the arena, the guard loudly announced the results of the competition.
But just when Yang Yu and the others were about to step off the ring, the guard stopped the three of them. It was not because of anything else, but because they were about to compete for the top 100 spot today, so the Yang Yu trio had to wait for other arenas to decide the winner.
In each arena, there are guns, swords, sticks, axes, fists, palms, claws, legs, orcs, fish tribes, and psychics. Every fight is very passionate. Just when Yang Yu is concentrating on it, Bai Wenbin's eyes are... It was focused on Yang Yu's face.
This battle lasted for more than an hour. In order to reach the top 100, several arenas even went into overtime. At 11:30 in the morning, 113 teams were finally selected.
"Fighters from various aristocratic families can reach here, which means that some of your teams in the queue have already entered the top 100, but this depends on your luck."
"Next, please each squad leader throw your team cards at me." In the air, the person speaking was the young king of the Muay Thai family, but there were twelve people flying in the air.
Yang Yu knew that according to the rules of martial arts, sixty-three teams would be directly included in the top 100.
As more and more team cards were spinning in the air, everyone's hearts began to spin. They said that everyone was a fighter, but no team was willing to fight again.
