"Want to hide?" Wang Jin moved his right hand, raised his sword again and stabbed at Chu Ke.

Smack!

Chu Ke stepped on his feet twice in a row, and immediately flew backwards, a few points faster than Wang Jin, who stabbed him with his sword.

"Huh?" Kong Fangui's eyes flashed on the Guanwu Tower.

"City Lord, is there something wrong?" someone around him immediately asked.

"It's fine. Kong Fangui waved his hand.

In his heart, he secretly thought to himself: "The speed of the body is actually faster than the opponent's attack speed, what kind of exercises is this kid practicing?"

Chu Ke's performance was really a bit unexpected to him.

This scene happened too suddenly, and among the many masters on the third floor, only the strongest Kong Fangui noticed it.

The others, including Hayama, who had also reached the realm of refining gods, did not react.

On the competition platform, Wang Jin's attacks again and again were dodged by Chu Ke by relying on prediction and strange steps, and he returned in vain.

Wang Jin was very annoyed because he repeatedly failed to hit the target, and he couldn't help but start to make a little messy of his sword moves.

Wang Jin was annoyed, and he said at the beginning that he would let the others rest first, and he would fight with this Chu Ke alone.

The result? Until now, he hasn't even touched the corner of Chu Ke's clothes.

Lose face!

Wang Jin felt that his face was hot.

On the other hand, Chu Ke seems to be so calm and unhurried when he advances and retreats.

Wang Jin's attack did not touch him once.

"Damn!" Wang Jin shouted angrily.

He knew how powerful the sword in his hand was, not only was it extremely sharp.

And once you cut through the enemy's flesh, it will trigger the extremely cold aura contained in the sword and invade the enemy's body.

When the time comes, Chu Ke will inevitably become an ice sculpture and be slaughtered by himself.

But now I can't touch anyone else, so why talk about slaughter?

"Ahh

In a fit of rage, this sword actually swung out a sword aura several feet long.

There was a chill on the sword qi, and the air nearby instantly fell from the heat of the dog days to the middle of winter.

If someone is on the side, be sure to hit a spirit.

In the face of this sword qi, Chu Ke had no fear on his face, but this time he didn't hide.

Under his feet, his hands exchanged a few times in front of his chest, and he slapped his palms against the sword qi.

A wave of heat surged out, directly hitting the chilling sword qi.

Rumble!

It's like a monstrous wave, slapping a flat boat.

Wang Jin's sword qi was slapped by this thick heat wave, and it suddenly shattered into countless fragments and gradually dissipated.

After the heat wave shattered the sword qi, the remaining momentum continued to rush towards Wang Jin.

Wang Jin was shocked, and he was busy swinging his sword again and again, frantically laying a heavy cold in front of him to protect himself.

The heat wave washed away layer after layer of cold air, constantly consuming energy, making Wang Jin's cold shield thinner and thinner.

Finally, at the moment when the cold shield broke, the heat wave disappeared due to the lack of energy replenishment.

Wang Jin breathed a long sigh of relief, this menacing move of Chu Ke was finally blocked by himself.

The battle between the two made the people around them stunned.

Some people who originally thought that Wang Jin and Chu Ke were just two bottom players, have now changed their original opinions.

"Grandpa!"

On the third floor of the Guanwu Building, Haichen, who had tidied up his clothes, appeared beside Hai Shengdong, the head of the Hai family.

"Haichen, look at the two people below!" Hai Sheng said, "The one in plain clothes is Chu Ke, the son of the former elder Ling Xiao. The one in the black and brown clothes is Wang Jin, the son of Elder Yeshan, how do you look at these two people?"

Haichen looked down and happened to see the scene where Wang Jin arranged the cold shield to resist Chu Ke's palm.

"This palm technique is so powerful!" Haichen didn't feel the power of Wang Jin's sword when he saw it for the first time, but his attention was all on Chu Ke's body.

With that palm, Haichen felt that Chu Ke's body was shrouded in a thick and hot aura.

His own cultivation is the "Canghai Jue", which belongs to Yang Rou.

For this kind of masculine exercise, Haichen's own feeling is very clear.

"Back to grandpa's words, the child feels that this Chu Ke is more threatening!" Haichen said softly.

Hai Shengdong nodded, agreeing with Haichen's words.

"Then compared to that Chu Ke and that Duan Hao, who do you think is more threatening?" Hai Shengdong continued.

"Back to grandpa, Chen'er thinks that he is still a big threat from Chu Ke!" Haichen said truthfully.

"Well, you're right. Hai Shengdong watched the two people below continue to go back and forth, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"However, no matter what, we can't afford to lose the next battle!"

In Hai Shengdong's eyes, Chu Ke and Duan Hao are Haichen's opponents.

As for this Wang Jin, to be honest, he Hai Shengdong has never looked down on Ye Shan.

Wang Jin, like his father, is a hypocritical villain.

Looking at this competition today, it really shows that this Ye family really shouldn't be looked down upon.

"Hayama gave him such a good sword for his precious son, and it turned out to be like this, which is really a fool. ”

Hai Shengdong glanced at Hayama not far away, and put down the teacup in his hand.

On the competition platform, Wang Jin was very impatient because he repeatedly failed to hit Chu Ke.

In anger, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood was directly spit on the sword by Wang Jin, and the sword was stained with blood, and suddenly trembled.

The sword, which originally emitted a faint blue light, actually began to emit a blood-colored red light at this time.

Although it is very faint, it can still be seen clearly, and it is weird and abnormal.

"Chu Ke, I use the blood in my heart to promote the power of this sword, and I will see how you dodge this sword next!" Wang Jin was already on the verge of madness.

In order to let Chu Ke lose, he did not hesitate to lose his own skills and strengthened the power of the sword with the blood of his heart.

"Nonsense!" Hayama upstairs couldn't help but be furious when he saw his son like this.

But Wang Jin couldn't hear it, he only had Chu Ke in his eyes now.

All he thought about in his heart was to let Chu Ke lose!

Although he is like Hayama, he is a scheming and scheming man.

But after all, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he can't suppress his youthful temperament.

Repeated failures plunged his spirit into madness.

At the expense of his own skills, he also had to use his hard work to defeat Chu Ke.

Will Chu Ke be afraid?

No.

Liuhe Liuyang Palm is not Chu Ke's major martial arts.

The martial art he majored in was the Broken River Overlord Whip!

Liuhe Liuyang Palm didn't have so much thought, and he could reach this point.

What about the Broken River Overlord Whip who has devoted himself to cultivation?

"Look at the sword!" A piercing sound of breaking the air filled the entire arena.

I saw Wang Jin's face pale, and he rushed forward with a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight into Chu Ke's heart.

Chu Ke gathered his energy at this time, the momentum on his body was completely restrained, and the true qi in his body was constantly converging towards his right hand.

Broken River Overlord Whip!

A qi blade more than a foot long appeared in the air between the two of them.