Seeing that Rong Xiao didn't answer for a long time, Wu Jiyuan smiled beside him: "I see, Young Master Feng is really well-informed. ”

Feng Junye smiled faintly, lightly supported the corner of his forehead with one hand, and sighed a little helplessly: "A barbarian is not to be afraid, but it is indeed a bit of a headache to get this fierce beast full of rings for them." ”

With a turn of his gaze, he took the initiative to put his hand on Rong Xiao's shoulder.

"Future brother-in-law, are you interested in having a gambling game to see us, who has defeated more fierce beasts?"

Rong Xiao was stunned for a moment, and nodded briskly: "It's exactly what I want." ”

In his eyes, there was a rare hint of excitement. I don't know if this battle makes him look forward to it, or because of Feng Junye's title of "future brother-in-law". However, Wu Jiyuan selfishly thinks it is the latter.

"Then please ask Young Master Feng for more advice. When he arched his hand first, Wu Jiyuan was still standing side by side with Rong Xiao, scanning the group of fierce beasts that were blocked from the enchantment, showing their teeth and claws, and roaring endlessly, "Boss, let's block this side, and I'll hand it over to Young Master Feng over there." ”

Rong Xiao bowed his head indifferently. After the three of them glanced at each other, Feng Junye withdrew the barrier, and the three figures suddenly turned into three streamers, rushing out in three directions. The spiritual power of the transformation, and the sharp claws of the fierce beast, collided fiercely in this space.

A fierce battle, on the verge of breaking out!

"Grandma, Lao Tzu Long has been pulled out, do you still care about you stupid animals?" Wu Jiyuan scolded, shuttling through the group of fierce beasts, slashing elbows with his palm, fierce and abnormal. The oppressive roar of the beast herd quickly turned into a cry of pain.

This is the first battle that he and Rong Xiao have cooperated in after opening their hearts, and the competitor is still the young master of the Nine Shadows Palace, and he must go all out, and he can't let them look down on him!

Outside the court, Ge Shuchong stared intently at the battle situation on the stage. He didn't expect that after his unexpected defeat, the situation would turn out like this, a large group of fierce beasts rushed out of nowhere, and it also posed an overwhelming threat to the contestants in the field!

But the more enemies there were, the more it stimulated his desire to fight, and now he felt his hands itch.

That boar, if it is roasted, should be delicious...... And the crocodile, peeling off its skin, should make a good warframe...... And the black bear! Bear bile is the most valuable......

If the people of the Hundred Beast Sect knew what he was thinking now, I am afraid that they would vomit blood and die in anger.

"Ah...... Damn it, why aren't I in that ring right now!" Ge Shuchong waved his hands frantically, "How many treasures do you have to miss!"

"Yan Yueque, you are ...... Eh, big brother, big brother, why did you join forces with him? You want to defeat him and avenge me, big brother!"

Just as Ge Shu was screaming in the audience, suddenly, a burst of extremely strong energy exploded from another ring, and there was a thick blood gas surging in it, and wisps of blood mist even overflowed the ring and floated outside the arena.

This familiar feeling is...... At this moment, Ge Shuchong, like a cheetah smelling blood, immediately turned his head.

The source of the spread of the blood mist was indeed in the third group.

Blood Cloud Hall, Blood Skull ......!

Suddenly, Ge Shuchong couldn't even care about Yan Yueque, strode through the crowd, and came directly to the ring of the third group.

On the stage, there was still the residual power of the previous move, and the blood light was so thick that it almost turned into substance.

Sikong Sheng's body staggered, and his robe was already stained with blood. But in his eyes, there was a strange cold light that became more and more intense, and he approached Huangfu step by step, raised his hands high, and applauded hard at his side.

"It's really a very strong Shura kill, I have to praise you. ”

Huang Fuli did not answer. After performing the trick just now, his spiritual power has also been consumed a lot, and he is now in a weak period. He still had to retain his limited physical strength and exercise his pranayama as soon as possible.

Obviously, Sikong Sheng also knew that this was a good opportunity. His right leg cripped twice again, and he finally straightened it with great difficulty. A cruel smile appeared on his face, which was even more hideous against the blood on his face.

"Now, it's the turn of Young Master Ben!"

The palm of his hand was spread out, and in his fanaticism, and Huang Fuli's shocked gaze, a blood silkworm writhed its body and burrowed into his palm.

"Blood Silkworm Transformation, Second Order!"

As if a forbidden curse had been touched, after a short silence, the earth-shattering blood light poured back, and the hair of Sikong Sheng, who was shrouded in it, flew upside down. The figure flickered and flickered, almost melting into this strange burst of blood.

In just a few moments, blood demon patterns coiled around his body. The lines crawled all over his face, his arms, blood boiling like hot oil, rushing wildly between the hundreds of bones of his limbs. In each of those magic patterns, there was a terrifying evil energy hidden. It's as if something is buried. It will break through his body.

Huang Fuli's face finally changed. He didn't care about pranayama, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Young master, this blood silkworm transformation, you haven't mastered it yet, if you don't control it well, it is likely to be eroded and go crazy!"

Sikong Sheng's eyes protruded, and the blood vessels in his forehead protruded, as if he was trying his best to suppress the destruction of his consciousness by this evil art. The pupils of his eyes kept changing color, sometimes turning blood red, sometimes turning pure black, and at the same time, there were constantly large shards of blood and gas, bombarding him above his head.

"You don't give me a pretense! I'm going crazy, isn't that what you want?"

After some struggle, the fluctuations in his eyes finally stopped. But he turned into one red eye and one black eye, and he didn't look like a human at all, just like a demon from another world.

"However, although you can rest assured, just this level will not make this young master go mad. ”

"So...... You'd better worry about yourself first!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure was "bang", and it exploded into a sea of blood, spreading throughout the ring.

This trick was also used in the Xiling family, when Huang Fuli and Ye Shuo were fighting. However, it not only requires a considerable amount of spiritual power, but also requires very precise control. After the body turns into a sea of blood, it can recondense each blood bead and contract energy. Otherwise, if you are not careful, it is very likely that you will never be able to return to human form.

Previously, Sikong Sheng rarely used this trick. But now, with the blessing of the blood silkworm transformation, he has enough spiritual power to fight against the emperor!

Huangfu was full of helplessness, knowing that with the stubborn temper of the young master, I am afraid that reasoning will not make sense. With a sigh, he also attracted spiritual power, and his body turned into the same sea of blood, colliding with the sea of blood controlled by Sikong Sheng.

The blood waves are monstrous, like the roar of the sea.

Under this burst of blood, the remaining players in the ring were lifted out of the ring one after another.

Even Tang Dui, who was in the Heavenly Saint Academy and was known as a genius who was rare to see in a hundred years, could only watch at the top of the sea of blood at this moment, but his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

He had never encountered such a scene before.

In the face of absolute power, there is no formula, no theorem, that can resolve the crisis in front of us.

He used to think he was powerful. He knows astronomy and geography, he doesn't need to put in any effort to cope with an exam, and he is the absolute number one.

He's been at the top for too long. After a long time, his eyes have lost the color of his peers, and he no longer looks at the world with awe.

It was only at this moment that he felt his own insignificance for the first time.

It turns out that even if you are a genius, there will be things you can't do.

It turns out that even if you are a genius, a mountain is higher than a mountain.

The sea of blood fell, and Tang Duan barely made any resistance, and his body was swept away under the rolling waves.

For the first time, in an embarrassed position, he fell under the ring.

I...... Lost?

Tang Duan stared at his hands in a daze, staring at the ground below him, his pupils constricting one after another.

Unexpectedly...... Lost?

In the past, he always felt that even if he participated in the assessment of Tiangongmen, it was just another cookie-cutter crushing.

The world is full of fools, and he can always win effortlessly. Are you too smart, or are everyone too stupid?

It's boring...... Not even the slightest challenge.

Life was like an empty shell to him. At first, the endless praise could still make him happy, but as he grew up and all the achievements were within reach, his heart began to become more and more numb.

In the courses in the academy, he can get full marks in the exams casually, and even his tutors sometimes come to him for advice, and the academic research he has done is praised by many older experts. Everyone adores him and needs him. He has never experienced the taste of "hard work", and he is already the most perfect in the crowd.

However, such excellence makes him feel like a person who has transcended his times and lives in a backward group.

There is no confidant, because no one can talk to him on an equal footing, and there are no excessive hobbies, because they are too naïve to fit his status as a genius.

It's boring.

Isn't there anything that excites me?

Isn't there anything I can do my best?

When people envy geniuses, no one knows that geniuses are also envious of ordinary people.

Lost...... Lost.

didn't even enter the top ten decisive battles, and even stopped here.

Lost...... Lost......

Just as Tang Dusk was stunned and muttered to himself repeatedly, a pair of warm hands held his arm from the side.

Turning around to look, what caught his eyes was Wen Zhichen's smiling face that did not stain the slightest impurity.

He has let go of years of comparison, and he has surpassed himself.

And when I failed, I only felt sorry for myself.

He's already better than me.

It won't be forever, though.

As if healed by the pouring light, Tang Duan raised his head, and for the first time, he also showed a smile to Wen Zhichen.

No longer indifference, no longer mockery, but a smile of equality.

Letting Wen Zhichen help himself up, the two returned to the ring, watching the fierce battle on the stage.

Actually, maybe it's not bad like this......

There are also some things that I can't do. However, I can work hard to achieve it.

This world has begun to become exciting, and it has also begun to make me have pursuits.

That's it, it's good......

Group IV.

When the third group was almost wiped out, the fourth group also had one person move.

Feng Qiwu's arms were outstretched, and two poisonous dragons swept out, crisscrossing the audience.

The entire ring was shrouded in heavy poisonous smoke.

In addition to the abilities of the "Time Kid", he turned out to be a top poisoner!

With this strength that is poisonous all over the audience, I am afraid that his true realm should have already reached the realm of Tongtian!

At the beginning, in the list that Chu Tianyao showed Mu Hansha, there were only four Tongtian Realm candidates on the record. Mo Gucheng, Yan Lilin, Feng Boliang, plus the killing of nine days, they have become the four giants on the bright side. And among the candidates at the Qi Sect level, there is one person who hides his strength, and that is Feng Qiwu!

In the Nine Shadows Palace, where power reigns supreme, it has always been only based on strength. Feng Qiwu has such strength, which is not much inferior to the four giants. From now on, he will definitely be able to get the same treatment as Feng Boliang.

A grassroots young master who has never been taken seriously suddenly turned into a dragon and spread his wings high!

The most shocking thing, in addition to the candidates in the audience, I am afraid that it should be the Lord of the Nine Shadows Hall who is watching the battle in the Heavenly Temple.

In the corner of the ring, a thin golden light shield finally completely dissipated after flickering several times.

When the poisonous fog was raging, Gu Mingxu made a timely move and protected Lu Hongyu, Ming Jitong, and the temporary alliances gathered by them with a golden bell cover. Thanks to him, now except for this small corner, the entire ring is already full of candidates.

The rest of the people were all poisoned out of the game under this trick!

Such strength, such poison methods...... Gu Mingxu's first reaction was to suspect that the mysterious assassin who used the poison before was Feng Qiwu.

But think about it...... If it really was him, there seemed no need to sneak around. He is also the young master of the Nine Shadows Palace, with this identity there, even if he really kills people in the ring, who will say anything?

It's not him, then...... Who will it be?

In addition to Gu Mingxu and others, the only thing left in this ring is Xu Ziji of Puppet City.

The opponent's poisonous attack was far more powerful than he expected. Without noticing for a while, Xu Ziji also inhaled a small amount of poisonous smoke. But whether he was profound, and he held his breath in time, he finally avoided the fate of fainting and going out.

At the moment, while Gu Mingxu and the others were also exercising pranayama, Xu Ziji hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and around him, a large number of puppets were suspended, facing in all directions, and when he was detoxifying, he supported him.

At some point, a pair of black boots stopped in front of him.

"You will lose. ”

The one standing in front of him was the only person in the audience who could still stand, Feng Qiwu!

At this time, he was still holding the iconic hourglass in his hand, and in the glass ball above, wisps of fine sand were cutting through the pipes and falling in a slump.

(End of chapter)