This Zhu Wanxiong has won ten games in a row, and as long as he wins the last game, he can end the competition and enter the top 20 in advance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Therefore, when he saw Xu Jingtian appearing on the stage, he smiled very proudly, the other party only had the cultivation of the middle stage of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, and it was impossible for him to be his opponent at all.

"Oh, you're Xu Jingtian, what is that big guy behind you for, can't you be here to sell iron?" Zhu Wanxiong pointed to the Chixiao Wind Sword behind Xu Jingtian and sneered.

Although the Chixiao Wind Sword is powerful, it is too wide and too big, which is a bit eye-catching. Zhu Wanxiong's implication was to ask Xu Jingtian to quickly abandon his sword and admit defeat, otherwise, his sword would become scrap iron.

In fact, Zhu Wanxiong didn't know that Xu Jingtian had won the victory without using the Chixiao Wind Sword at all in the previous battles. Therefore, he simply carried the sword behind his back, as long as he was not too difficult an opponent, he could win with only a few high-level spells he cultivated.

"What, are you here to sell meat?" asked Xu Jingtian-for-tat, pointing to his brutal muscles.

This Zhu Wanxiong's body is very huge, and his entire waist circumference is more than two Xu Jingtian.

"Stinky boy, come and die!" Zhu Wanxiong was suddenly enraged. He usually hates people the most about saying that he is simple-minded and has well-developed limbs.

As soon as Xu Jingtian's words fell, Zhu Wanxiong's momentum soared, and the spiritual power of his body leaked out at an astonishing speed, like a volcanic eruption, instantly enveloping half of the test venue, and pressing Xu Jingtian like a mountain and a sea.

The spiritual power that Zhu Wanxiong instantly stimulated formed a strong wind, and there was no wind on the calm field, blowing Xu Jingtian's Dao robe into a loud noise, showing his strong strength.

What an amazing spiritual force field!

Even the disciples who were watching the battle around felt Zhu Wanxiong's toughness, and they all became worried about Xu Jingtian, thinking in their hearts that if they were on the field, they might immediately admit defeat.

Zhu Wanxiong's powerful spiritual force field is still being released, like a vast ocean, and Xu Jingtian's figure on the field is like a flat boat on the sea, drifting with the tide, and there is a possibility of capsizing at any time.

Rubbing it off, Xu Jingtian involuntarily took a few steps back under the pressure of his momentum.

"It seems that Zhu Wanxiong won this game steadily and can enter the immortal promotion list in advance. The little elder who presided over the competition only glanced at the field, and then had a conclusion in his heart.

Every time he ascends to the Immortal List, he has to go through hundreds of competitions, large and small, and this little elder has presided over many times, and his experience is incomparably rich, basically he can guess the ending with just a glance.

Hehe, Zhu Wanxiong snickered a few times in his heart, he was really lucky this year, the opponents he met were not high in cultivation, and he wanted to enter the immortal promotion list so easily.

After Zhu Wanxiong tried it so simply, he had already judged Xu Jingtian's strength in his heart, and the other party couldn't even resist the spiritual force field he released, and it was estimated that he would be able to defeat the other party in a few moves.

"Iron seller, you make a move first!" Zhu Wanxiong shouted with great contempt for Xu Jingtian.

"Hmph, you'll regret making this decision!" When Xu Jingtian spoke, his eyes kept staring at Zhu Wanxiong, full of fighting intent.

Zhu Wanxiong's strength is very strong, and he has already felt this. It was the first tough opponent he had faced today, and it looked like it would take a bit of effort to get the better of it.

"Your spiritual power is very strong, but it's not strong enough!" When Xu Jingtian said this, his spiritual power was also stimulated, and it instantly enveloped the test venue, and the speed was even faster than Zhu Wanxiong's.

Bang! The two huge spiritual powers collided strongly, which was equivalent to Xu Jingtian and Zhu Wanxiong hitting each other hard. Xu Jingtian did not move like a mountain, and Zhu Wanxiong retreated several steps in a row before he stabilized his figure.

Wow, the disciples who watched around were all moved, and they couldn't imagine that Xu Jingtian, who was not amazing, had hidden his strength so deeply.

"Impossible!" Zhu Wanxiong looked at Xu Jingtian in disbelief, the expression on his face almost frozen.

What Zhu Wanxiong is most proud of is that his spiritual power has almost reached nearly a thousand drops, and among the disciples of the same level of cultivation, he is often more than twice as much as the other party, how can he not even compare to a disciple who is lower than his own cultivation?

"Hehe, I said, your spiritual power is not strong enough. Xu Jingtian said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he practiced the third layer of qi, there were hundreds of drops of spiritual fluid in his body, and by the time he practiced the sixth layer of qi, the spiritual liquid had reached thousands of drops, and now in the middle of the eighth layer of qi training, the spiritual liquid had already occupied his dantian, reaching tens of thousands of drops.

Zhu Wanxiong actually compared his spiritual power with him, it is strange if he does not lose, and now Xu Jingtian has not yet exerted fifty percent of his spiritual power, so he compares Zhu Wanxiong to him.

Zhu Wanxiong's spiritual power is strong, but it has not yet reached the level of perversion, if Xu Jingtian tells him the actual situation, it will be strange if Zhu Wanxiong is not crazy.

"You make a move first, I'll let you this time!" Xu Jingtian said with a smile, breaking the deadlock first.

Zhu Wanxiong's nose was crooked, how ugly his face was, and being looked down upon by a disciple with low cultivation was the most intolerable for him.

"Hmph, bring shame on yourself!" the little elder muttered in a low voice, even he was not optimistic about Xu Jingtian.

Zhu Wanxiong's strength is very clear to him, and Xu Jingtian can only lose faster if he does this. The little elder was not interested in the competition that could guess the solution, so he simply closed his eyes and lay there for a while.

Zhu Wanxiong roared, and rushed towards Xu Jingtian like a whirlwind, the flying sword in his hand was already full of spiritual power, and he couldn't wait to split Xu Jingtian's sword into pieces.

"That's like a word!" Xu Jingtian chuckled, his arms staggered back and forth, and his feet kicked back, suddenly turning into a figure and meeting him.

The stronger the opponent, the happier Xu Jingtian is in his heart, the competition in the group can only be regarded as a warm-up match, once he enters the immortal promotion list, the opponent in the future will only get stronger and stronger. What he wants to do most at present is to fully stimulate his strength in order to prepare for the subsequent competition.

Zhu Wanxiong attacked with hatred, Xu Jingtian was strong when he was strong, and he was stimulated to fight spirit, and the two figures were not slow, and they rushed together in an instant.

Xu Jingtian still faced the battle with his bare hands, which made Zhu Wanxiong even more angry, and yelled: "You are looking for death!"

"Hurry!" Zhu Wanxiong made one move after another, launching a fierce attack, not giving Xu Jingtian the slightest chance to breathe.

Xu Jingtian hurriedly dodged, but he didn't touch Zhu Wanxiong hard.

Zhu Wanxiong wanted to fight fast and solve the battle quickly, but it could only backfire, he was fast, Xu Jingtian was faster than him, and he couldn't touch the slightest corner of his clothes at all.

Compared to spiritual power, Zhu Wanxiong is not an opponent, compared to speed, he is far behind, Zhu Wanxiong is extremely depressed in his heart, so he can't help but doubt Xu Jingtian's cultivation.