"Flame Bow, Zhao Wenze's signature Dream Soul Technique. ”

"To be able to fight with Zhao Wenze with the strength of the fifth order of the dream soldier to this time, this Zhang Yan's physical training realm is not low!"

"What is physical training, isn't it just dream cultivation?"

“............”

Zhao Wenze felt that the force pressed on the knife was much less, his whole body tensed and exerted force, and with a sudden push, he pushed Zhang Yan away, stretched out his hand to the sky, and the flame bow came to his hand in a flash. Then Zhao Wenze pulled the bow like a full moon, and every time he pulled the bow, a flaming arrow automatically appeared on the bowstring, and for a while, his predecessor condensed more than a dozen flaming arrows. Seeing this, Zhang Yan wanted to step forward many times to interrupt the release of the opponent's combat skills, but as soon as he jumped in front of him, an arrow of flame shot out to force him back, widening the distance, and condensing the Divine Mountain of Danger to attack behind the opponent, but all of them were crotched. For a while, Zhang Yan had no better way, so he could only watch the other party condense his combat skills.

With the sound of the Dao breaking through the air, a rain of fire fell from the sky, Zhang Yan stacked the shield god mountain in his right hand layer after layer, and the flame arrows smashed through the shield god mountain one after another, and the force on the arrow pressed his body gradually decreased. After the last flame arrow was shattered, Zhang Yan's dream power was also exhausted, and the Shield God Mountain on his right hand flickered a few times and dissipated. Dozens of flame arrows shattered after colliding with Zhang Yan's Shield God Mountain, and the falling flames enveloped Zhang Yan, and for a while, a large number of traces of fire appeared on his clothes. Because of the tempering of the first purple qi at sunrise, Zhang Yan's resistance to fire has greatly increased, and he has not paid attention to this flame yet, but the depletion of his dream power makes him very passive.

Zhao Wenze saw that Zhang Yan's dream power was exhausted, and his offensive accelerated again, and he continued to shoot flaming arrows in his hands, compressing Zhang Yan's movement space, in order to kill with one blow. In Zhang Yan's current state, he could only move around on the dueling platform, and from time to time his body was wounded by arrows, and the ground was covered with burning marks. Because Zhang Yan was an acquired ninth-order physical cultivator, these arrows could only break through his skin, and they could not leave too deep wounds.

Zhang Yan consumed a lot of physical strength in the continuous movement, the sweat on his face was evaporated by the flames of the close body before it fell, and the wounds on his body were also scorched, he knew that he had to find a way to get close, because the other party's strength was not as good as his own, and Zhao Wenze was also not a fool, he knew his strengths and weaknesses.

At this time, Zhang Yan knew that his actual combat experience was too shallow, and he could still play with ease in the battle with the dream beast, and even played with the low-level dream beast with low intelligence, but when fighting with people, some of his own experience was completely useless, because the opponent's wisdom was not inferior to his own.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan found that there was a slight gap in the opponent's attack cover, and he immediately chose to turn on his unique dream beast soul technique-Blood Slaughter, in an instant, his eyes were crawling with bloodshots, his eyes were full of green tendons, and his speed increased instantly, and he quickly approached Zhao Wenze with a strong attack, and a punch blasted out, and a sonic boom appeared, hitting Zhao Wenze's flame bow, and the flame bow shattered with a "bang". Zhang Yan threw his fist again and again, and the sky was full of his fist shadow, Zhao Wenze dodged and resisted in embarrassment under the shadow of the fist, and the situation on the field was reversed instantly.

"Zhao Wenhao, your brother has been suppressed, look!"

"This is just temporary, you will see how my brother teaches him later, hum!" Zhao Wenhao said angrily,

The flame armor of Zhao Wenze's dreammaster realm was splashed with sparks, Zhang Yan seemed to be scattered, but most of them were in the same place, he had completely abandoned his defense at this time, and every place on his body joined the attack.

Zhao Wenze could only be forced to fight, but in the face of Zhang Yan, who had doubled his strength, his flame armor gradually couldn't support it, and a flesh-to-flesh impact sound sounded, only to see Zhao Wenze's flame armor was shattered, Zhang Yan punched his defenseless right shoulder, and a bone cracking sound sounded, and at this time Zhang Yan was in a state of blood rage, with Zhang Yan's spiritual power that was different from others, he could only distinguish between enemies and ordinary people, and he couldn't distinguish between corpses and living people.

With a "bang", an arm full of scorch marks slammed heavily on the light curtain behind Zhao Wenze, and a circle of ripples appeared, Zhao Wenze looked at Zhang Yan, whose eyes were red in front of him, and Zhang Yan, who was holding his head with his left hand, as if he was trying his best to endure something, knowing that if he didn't admit defeat, something bad would happen in the next second.

"I throw in the towel. Zhao Wenze said happily.

The light curtain fell on the dueling platform, and there was silence under the stage. Before the deacon declared victory, Zhang Yan resisted the bloodthirsty impulse, and from the stage to the stage, no one stood in front of him. On the way back to the small courtyard, Zhang Yan's bloody slaughter and tenacious body reached the time, only to see that his body was staggering, with wounds all over his body, but his steps were firm to the moment he pushed open the door of the small courtyard

Realizing the limit, his eyes went dark, and he fainted on the ground.

At this time, the people standing in the audience were silent until the deacon announced Zhang Yan's victory, and everyone came back to their senses. For a while, exclamations, scolding, doubts, and sighs appeared together,

"It's unbelievable that Zhang Yan won!"

"Waste, a person of the first order of a dream warrior can't beat a fifth order of a dream soldier, what a waste!"

"It's been a long time, you can see anything after a long life!"

"All my belongings are gone......"

Zhao Wenze turned his head to look at his younger brother who was holding his intact left hand, and said solemnly, "Wen Hao, how do you feel about the battle between me and Zhang Yan today?"

"Brother, that Zhang Yan defeated you with forbidden medicine, and he is not your opponent at all......"

With a "snap", Zhao Wenhao looked up at his own brother, his face full of disbelief, "Brother, you actually beat me." ”

"Zhao Wenhao, I'll leave you with my words today, if you trouble Zhang Yan again, I will personally send you home, first, this is the promise between me and Zhang Yan, and second, if you provoke Zhang Yan again, I won't be able to protect you at that time. Zhao Wenze roared with hatred on his face.

When Zhao Wenhao heard his brother's words, he was also a little scared in his heart, but he didn't want me to admit defeat so quickly, and said, "Really? Isn't he Zhang Yan just an outer disciple with only three talents? Brother, aren't you going to be promoted to an inner disciple soon? How can he catch up with you at that time." ”

"Are you really stupid or fake, if he only has three levels of talent, can he rise to the fifth order of the dream pawn in just a few days, and his physical cultivation is at least the eighth order of the day after tomorrow?" Zhao Wenze suddenly felt a heartache, and looked at his younger brother who looked like a fool in front of him with a painful face, this is his "own brother"!

After this battle, Zhang Yan completely made a name for himself in the outer gate, although it is not as good as the top ten on the list of outer gate Tianjiao, but the name of "crazy demon" is indeed spread ten, ten and hundred......

When Zhang Yan woke up, there were bursts of pain in his mind, and some scattered memories of the duel surfaced, he just wanted to get up, but found that the wounds on his body were really miserable, and his body seemed to be hollowed out, and he couldn't gather any strength. Zhang Yan reluctantly pulled up his legs with both hands, sat cross-legged at the door of the courtyard, closed his eyes and divided his heart into two uses at the same time, and at the same time ran the Mixed Yuan Heaven Killing Decision and the Nine Turns Golden Body Decision, after a while, he had some strength in his body, and after reluctantly getting up, he walked into the house, cleaned and bandaged the wound with some basic wound medicine distributed by the outer disciples every month, and then lay on the bed to run the Nine Turns Golden Body Determination Healing Chapter, which was also one of the main reasons why Zhang Yan chose this exercise.

"Bang bang bang" There was a quick knock on the door, Zhang Yan woke up from his sleep, ignored the knock sound, took care of himself and took care of the bandage on his right hand, looking at the burnt wound already had pink flesh buds, and was very satisfied with the Nine Turns Golden Body Execution exercise.

Zhang Yan slowly walked to the door of the small courtyard, opened the door, and a fat figure fell in, he flashed sideways, "Oh, Brother Zhang, why don't you catch me?" The fat man Zhu Tong got up and rubbed his buttocks and said,

"Say something quickly, let it go if you fart. Zhang Yan turned around and walked to the room, leaving only one sentence,

Zhu Tong didn't care about rubbing his buttocks, so he hurriedly followed Zhang Yan and said flatteringly, "Brother Zhang, didn't I send you money?" After yesterday's battle, your majestic posture has been heavily imprinted on my heart, and I listened to my eldest brother's words, pressed your hundred sect contributions, and won ten times in an instant. Then Zhu Tong took out his disciple certificate and transferred a thousand contributions to Zhang Yan.

"Is there anything else? if it's okay, you can go out first, I'm going to rest, and close my door when I leave." Zhang Yan said calmly.

Zhu Tong heard Zhang Yan's eviction order, and withdrew from the courtyard without saying a word, and closed the door. After Zhang Yan heard the sound of the door closing, he rubbed his disciple's credential with his hand, and for a while, many ideas emerged in his heart to enhance his strength. After this battle, Zhang Yan saw his shortcomings, that is, he had too little experience in fighting with people, and he lacked combat skills that could attack from a distance. The dangerous mountain can be used as a long-range attack, but its speed seems to be a little slow, and he needs to find another long-range attack skill, and then his footwork is simply miserable, with a body of strength, he often makes mistakes when dodging, either rushed, or flashed wrongly, and finally his dream cultivation realm is much different from his physical cultivation realm, and it is time to put it on the agenda to improve his dream cultivation realm.

After resting for another day and a night, Zhang Yan's injuries had been healed, after the injury was healed, the first thing he did was to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select combat skills, after a long time of selection, a copy of "Stopping Cloud Steps" and "Bursting Thorns" was taken out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, looking at the Guardian Pavilion Elder who contributed to his settlement sect was no longer the old man who had helped him, and he had doubts in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed.

Zhang Yan once again chose to cultivate the peak of the Five Mountains Seal to practice "Stopping the Cloud Step", "Stopping the Cloud Step" is a yellow-level high-grade footwork, cultivated to the highest level, can temporarily stay in the air, just like the name of the footwork stop clouds.