Ten minutes later.

Standing in the ring are contestant number nine from the Killer League and contestant seventy-fifth from Deathbringer.

"I announce!!"

Teacher Huang, who appeared in the ring again, ordered loudly, "The Three Gangs Ring Competition! Second round! Second round! Death Messenger vs. Killer League Ring Competition! Now!Immediately!Begin!!"

"Be careful, young man!"

The No. 9 contestant of the Killer League, who walked into the ring one step earlier, arrogantly shouted at the contestants of the Deathbringer, "Because! Kill you! It only takes a minute! That is to say! In another minute, it will be time for you to say goodbye to the world! Remember my name! I am from the Killer League! Everyone loves it! The No. 9 of the Flowers and Flowers Blooms! Are you ready? Young man, ready? Die? Hahahaha......

"Are you sure?"

Contest No. 75 from Deathbringer feigned surprise, "Are you sure you can beat me in just a minute?"

"And yet...... It's not a minute to beat you!"

Number 9 replied coldly, "I mean...... It only takes a minute to kill you!!"

The moment he finished saying this, he directly started a lightning attack.

At this time, it was difficult for the people in the lounge to catch him.

And what about the seventy-fifth contestant from Deathbringer?

It's still the same as before, standing still in place.

"This seventy-five is really weird......"

Looking at the No. 75 contestant who was fatally attacked by No. 9 again and again, he still stubbornly stood in place without any reaction.

Bian Jinwei, who was still in the break room of the Fengyun Gang, was also puzzled.

"Excuse me...... This is the No. 9 contestant?"

After a long time, contestant number seventy-five from the Deathbringer spoke slowly, "So far, your attack has lasted exactly a minute! But I'm still standing here? What have you done in the last minute? Are you warming up? Or is it just a waste of time?"

"You...... How?unscathed??"

Looking at each other in great surprise, No. 9 was surprised, "This ...... Why? My attack is completely ineffective against you, right?

"It's really weird......"

In fact, even the young master of Fengyun, Bian Jinwei, didn't know why No. 9's attack all failed.

"You, you...... What the hell is it?"

"Me?"

The seventy-fifth contestant from the Deathbringer smiled indifferently, "My name is Blue Leaf Dan!

"Nonsense!"

Obviously, No. 9 was very dissatisfied with Lan Ye Dan's answer, "Okay! Forget it! I don't bother to talk nonsense with you! Actually, just now! I didn't use all my strength! Start now! One minute at most! Lan Ye Dan, right? I'm sorry! You kid is dead!!"

After saying that, No. 9 began to attack violently again.

Moreover, this time, his attack speed has increased exponentially.

"If I'm not mistaken...... This No. 9, he is an absolute special martial artist!"

Bian Jinwei pondered and sighed, "At the beginning, his cultivation level should have only been forty-seven or eighth! But now, his cultivation level has actually broken through to level fifty in one fell swoop! This is a special martial artist at the watchman level! Hey...... In addition to our Fengyun Gang, there are also such a large number of Fifty-level cultivation level and Watchman-level special martial artists in the Death Star...... The only thing that comforts me is that, though. So far, I haven't seen a special martial artist with a cultivation level greater than level 50 among the contestants of the Killer Alliance or the Death Messenger! In other words, the current Death Star, except for our Fengyun Gang! The most powerful and highest-level special martial artist is still a level 50 high-level!"

Despite the strength of No. 9's attack, it is the same as the one just now.

But what about the end result?

Another minute passed, and Lan Yedan was still standing in the ring.

"How's it going? my dear number nine?"

He had a playful look on his face, "Now, you've been attacking for two minutes, aren't you? You're a little tired, aren't you? Next, it's time to watch my performance?" hahahaha...... Are you ready, are you ready, are you going to die? Huh? I'm sorry...... Now, I'll give you a minute to defend! A minute later, it's time for me to attack!"

"Cut!"

On the surface, No. 9 still has that very disdainful expression.

However, there was no slackness in his defensive work.

In just a minute, layer after layer of thick wind shields were added around his body.

"This No. 9! A wind special martial artist, his wind shield is quite interesting......"

In the break room of the Fengyun Gang, Bian Jinwei couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Although it doesn't look powerful, but inside the wind shield, the speed of air movement is very fast! If you want to attack from the front, it is definitely not a very ideal angle! Now! Let's wait and see! That Blue Leaf Dan, can you kill No. 9 smoothly!"

"Okay! My attack has begun!"

Completely different from No. 9, Lan Yedan even took the initiative to remind his opponent that he was about to start attacking.

Lan Ye Dan walked generously in front of No. 9 and gently raised his right hand.

"Wouldn't it??"

Looking at Lan Ye Dan, he was obviously preparing to attack No. 9 directly from the front.

Even Bian Jinwei was very surprised, "What the hell is this guy?"

However, in the next moment, Lan Ye Dan's right hand passed through the layers of wind shields of No. 9 without any hindrance, and hit him the heart.

In the next moment, Number 9 was already a cold corpse.

"Young Master Jin Wei...... Why is that?"

With such a huge contrast, he was stunned when he looked at Ye Dao.

After a long time, he asked suspiciously, "Why? No. 9's wind shield will have no effect on this Blue Leaf Pill?"

"Hey...... This one...... I'm confused too......"

Bian Jinwei lowered his head and pondered, "Could it be...... Because ......"

"Wow!I see!!"

Suddenly, Bian Jinwei shouted loudly, "This Blue Leaf Dan, he must be a special martial artist of the space department, right?"