While forcing Ming Jing back with one blow, he also sealed the meridians of his limbs with the coins he threw over, and He Xuansheng's attack completely shocked everyone watching the battle.

They knew that Ming Realm's cultivation was not very good, but among the younger generation, he was actually not too far from the normal level!

However, at this time, these theater watchers are more concerned about not how strong this kid is, but how he should avoid the pursuit of the Ming family.

Sure enough, a voice came from below:

"You kid wait for me, wait for me to go back and tell my father, I want you to kneel in front of me and eat!"

If it is a person who comes, killing this kid at this time is undoubtedly the best choice, after all, it is a hundred, kill him and run out immediately, he still doesn't believe it, just a Ming family, really have the strength to chase him all over the continent?

But this is just a hypothesis after all, I really can't compete with this Ming family, so what about who comes with me?

Three ninefold powerhouses, this kind of lineup may even have to gasp for the ten soul protectors.

At this time, He Xuansheng was a little glad that Rou Qingya and Ling Shaoyi also came......

"Next!"

He Xuansheng didn't pay attention to the gentleman who collapsed on the ground crying for his father and mother, glanced at everyone in the audience, and said in a deep voice.

Maybe He Xuansheng's gaze was too sharp, or maybe the previous scene of the coin piercing the muscle was too bloody, and everyone in the audience at this time lowered their heads, looking like I was just watching the play.

This is embarrassing to He Xuansheng, after all, according to the rules, only by defeating two opponents can he be qualified to challenge the champion!

"Hahahaha, these guys don't dare to fight you, I'll come!"

A hearty laugh came from the side, and then a white figure slowly floated onto the test table and made a gesture of concession to He Xuansheng.

Zhao Tianluo!

At this time, the two people on the trial platform seemed to be the existence of the pole and the pole, Zhao Tianluo with a white robe with a white gun, He Xuansheng with a black robe with a black gun, each with their own style.

As soon as Zhao Tianluo came on the field, He Xuansheng felt an aura that was completely different from everyone before.

His aura is similar to Qi Lingxiao's, just standing there, it is like a spear standing up to the sky, and there is a sharp smell all over his body.

This Zhao Tianluo's attainments in the soul of the gun, I'm afraid it doesn't have to be much less than Qi Lingxiao's sword!

"You use guns too?"

Looking at the disguised spear in He Xuansheng's hand with great interest, a touch of fire slipped in his eyes, and said, "Holy Rank High Stage, it's good!"

"Haha, in fact, I won't tell you, I'm here to talk to you this time, to see if the so-called gun Mettle is really the strongest gun like the legend. ”

"Hahaha, then you're really looking for the right person!"

Zhao Tianluo stepped out with a spear in his hand, and an extremely fierce aura burst out suddenly, turning into a breeze and attacking straight forward.

He Xuansheng didn't have much, he stood in place and endured it stiffly, and his eyes were a little more solemn.

Zhao Tianluo's strength is not weaker than Qi Lingxiao!

Unlike Qi Lingxiao's breath, which was full of fierce feelings, this Zhao Tianluo's spear soul aura was a little less sharp, but it had a little more of the unique aura of a spear.

It seems that this trip, I have come to the right place!

"Game on!"

With the referee's order, He Xuansheng took the initiative to attack, his figure moved to Zhao Tianluo, his right arm stretched forward, and the golden dragon spear stabbed out, Zhao Tianluo quickly reacted back, and while trying to open the distance, he waved the snow ghost gun in front of him.

He Xuansheng's speed was a little beyond Zhao Tianluo's expectations, but after a few rounds of fighting, he also initially understood He Xuansheng's marksmanship, and after a few moves easily, he stabbed out with a backhand, and instantly turned defense into offense, but he was caught off guard.

The Qingling Holy Armor possessed the body, and directly grabbed the Snow Ghost Spear with his left hand, which barely blocked the blow, and then He Xuansheng's figure also exploded back and quickly opened the positions of both sides.

Fighting marksmanship in front of Zhao Tianluo is really a bit overwhelming.

Although the spear, as the inheritance weapon of the He family, is not low in terms of marksmanship, after all, the He family belongs to the faction of gun strokes, and there is still a certain gap between the real pure marksmanship and the gun fighting pavilion masters of the gun soul faction.

But in the first few rounds, the eyes of the people watching the theater were already widening in surprise.

In a one-and-a-half-day challenge, when facing most of the enemies, Zhao Tianluo didn't even move his feet, and the few who forced him to move his feet were all swept off the test bench by one shot.

But this outsider can actually fight with him, and the most important thing is that this guy still uses ...... The spear that Gun Fighting Pavilion is best at?

Are there any sects in the south that are good at using guns?

These people desperately recalled in their minds the sects that were good at using guns in the south, but the He family, the only one, was automatically excluded by them, first, they didn't believe that the descendants of the ten families would come here to participate in an infamous conference, and secondly, they ...... This kid's dress is really a bit out of place with the noble status of the ten families in their minds!

Although he knew that he was not as good as the person in front of him in terms of pure marksmanship, He Xuansheng still didn't have any intention of using other magic skills, and after adjusting it for a while, he rushed forward again.

The old tip of the gun stretched forward, and Zhao Tianluo also stabbed forward with a swing of the gun, and the two gun heads collided together with a "ding", but at the moment of collision, Zhao Tianluo crossed a strange feeling in his heart.

He Xuansheng's thorn had no power at all, his right hand turned, borrowed a force from the tip of the snow ghost gun, and as soon as he turned over, he came to the back of Zhao Tianluo, and with a shake of his right arm, the tail of the gun smashed into Zhao Tianluo's back.

Although there had been a collision before, because the resistance brought by the golden dragon spear was almost zero, Zhao Tianluo completely had a feeling of piercing the air with a shot, and the spiritual power in his body had not yet come back all of a sudden, and he stubbornly carried He Xuansheng's blow.

He Xuansheng succeeded in attacking at once, without giving Zhao Tianluo a chance to breathe, another shot was stabbed, and he went straight to his life.

After being beaten hard, Zhao Tianluo did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but his face was a little excited, the tail of the gun hit the ground heavily, and a terrifying air flow burst out from under Zhao Tianluo's feet, directly impacting He Xuansheng back a few steps.

Gun Mettle!

Similar to the sword qi, the moment the gun soul erupted, Zhao Tianluo's aura rose in a straight line, and a lot of white-biased air currents appeared around him, like an army waiting to go, quietly waiting in place.

"Is it finally here......"

He Xuansheng smiled miserably, just standing face to face like this, the pressure he was under was not small!

Compared with Qi Lingxiao's sword qi, in terms of impact alone, Zhao Tianluo's gun soul is superior.

He Xuansheng's current stage of gun soul is actually only a preliminary perception stage, and it is too early to release the gun soul or something.

"You're good enough to force me to use the Gun Mettle out!"

With a wave of Zhao Tianluo's right hand, the snow-white airflow around him flowed "with a bang", forming several spears that were exactly the same as the Snow Ghost Gun in mid-air, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Shapeshifting ......"

"Up!"

Zhao Tianluo waved his right hand lightly, and the spears formed by the release of these spear souls seemed to have spiritual intelligence, rushing forward one after another, attacking He Xuansheng from several different directions.

At first, He Xuansheng was able to barely resist by wielding the golden dragon spear, but as the attack speed of these spears increased, He Xuansheng was slowly a little unbearable, and even several cuts were made on the black cloak.

"Tsk......"

He Xuansheng pursed his mouth, and with a move of his right hand, a fireball appeared in the palm of his hand, and with a strong pinch, a huge flame lotus flower bloomed around with himself as the center, instantly enveloping the entire trial ground.

The powerful impact brought by the fire lotus scattered all those spears, and the air currents that were transformed back into one after another floated in the air, and Zhao Tianluo was also a little confused by this sudden blow, and he released his spiritual power to barely block this blow, looking a little embarrassed.

Recall those air currents attached to the surface of the spear, and the figure rushed forward to close the distance, Zhao Tianluo's figure turned in mid-air, and the spear swept towards He Xuansheng.

After attaching the soul of the gun, the aura of the snow ghost spear was much more terrifying, and he held up the golden dragon spear to block this blow, but who knew that at the moment of collision, the white air flow attached to the snow ghost spear floated again, and turned into a sharp spear again in mid-air, and rushed straight towards He Xuansheng's front door.

I couldn't dodge it, and a cut was made on my cheek, and blood flowed.

Pulling away from his body, He Xuansheng's eyes flashed with golden light, and his fingers slowly brushed the wound, urging the pitiful healing ingredients in his own light element, temporarily sealing the wound, lest the blood continue to flow continuously.

The gun mettle could have so many changes, which He Xuansheng never imagined.

Unlike Qi Lingxiao's sword qi that simply increases lethality and momentum, Zhao Tianluo's use of gun soul has a lot more thought in various forms of change, and it may not be as sharp as Qi Lingxiao's simple attack, but from the perspective of comprehensive ability, it is undoubtedly Zhao Tianluo who is better.

However, at this time, Zhao Tianluo and the former Qi Lingxiao had a common problem, that is, they were excessively related to sword qi or gun soul, and the amount of magic skills they possessed was almost zero.

In such a situation, once He Xuansheng completely unfolds his hands and feet to fight, the further it drags back, the more Zhao Tianluo's divine victory rate will tend to zero.

But I'm here to learn art this time, not to kick the gym!

Just try your hands, it really hurts your muscles and bones and hurts your harmony, but it's not good.

"I throw in the towel!"

Now that he had experienced the horror of the gun soul, He Xuansheng took back the golden dragon gun, waved his hand to the referee, and turned around and walked towards the audience.