Looking at the warriors of the Martial God Army who were filled with the fluctuation of the vast Yuan Force in the ring, everyone present couldn't help but look at each other.

Originally, among the fifty people who won on the first day, there were not many martial artists whose strength was above the Yuan General Realm, so when they saw that even the weakest in the Martial God Army had reached the Yuan General Four Rank Realm, they all felt a strong shock.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Among the fifty people present, it is not impossible for people whose strength has reached the fourth rank of the Yuan General or even exceeds this realm, but everyone knows in their hearts that these warriors are not ordinary warriors, but strong men who have been honed in battle, and their combat experience is higher than that of opponents of the same level.

Wan Wenhao couldn't bear it at first, and hugged his fists at everyone and said, "Brothers, I'll go up and take the lead first." ”

As he spoke, his figure flashed and he jumped into the ring.

When Wan Wenhao appeared in the ring, the warriors of the Martial God Army in the other nine rings all looked at this side with a pair of fierce eyes.

The ten people on the side of the Martial God Army are brothers who have been on the battlefield for a long time and share weal and butter in battle, and their feelings are extraordinary, but if Wan Wenhao's challenge is successful, it means that one of his comrades-in-arms will leave them, so the others naturally don't want to see their comrades-in-arms defeated.

Wan Wenhao didn't think much about it, and arched his hand at the warrior of the Martial God Army opposite: "In the Infernal Xuan Wan Wenhao of the Lower Weishui Country, please give me advice." ”

The warrior of the Martial God Army also looked at Wan Wenhao with a pair of big blazing eyes, and lightly knocked his left chest a few times with his right fist to show respect before replying: "My name is Ling Anguo, brother is not polite." ”

"Happy!"

Wan Wenhao has a straightforward temperament, as soon as his words fell, his body was filled with a golden light, and between the fluctuations of the vast Yuan Force, the robe on his body was windless and automatic, and the hunting sound.

Ling Anguo on the other side saw it, his eyes sank at the moment, and the expression on his face became solemn.

At the same time, the faces of the nine Martial God Army soldiers beside him also became nervous.

Ling Anguo, a fourth-rank martial artist of the Yuan General, and Wan Wenhao's strength opposite him has reached the realm of the seventh rank of the Yuan General, this is already a battle without suspense.

But at this moment, Ling Anguo on the opposite side suddenly moved first, only to see him soar into the air, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and the phantom of an eagle appeared behind him.

"Wow!"

With a high-pitched chirp, the eagle spread its wings and shot towards Wan Wenhao in the ring.

"Good time!"

Wan Wenhao saw that the other party actually took the lead in launching an offensive, his body was shocked, the vast yuan force erupted, and the green tendons on his body suddenly burst out, and his already thick arms suddenly became several times wider, and then, an iron fist with a golden light suddenly attacked, and smashed towards the eagle in the air.

"Bang!"

After encountering Wan Wenhao's iron fist, the eagle that was carrying the momentum of Wan Jun suddenly turned into a little starlight and drifted away, and Ling Anguo's body was suddenly exposed.

Wan Wenhao kicked at Ling Anguo's body, but this kick was weirdly empty.

I saw Ling Anguo leave a phantom in the air, and his body instantly appeared behind Wan Wenhao.

Wan Wenhao couldn't dodge, and hurriedly propped up a Yuan Force shield to protect his back in it.

This is the difference between a battle-hardened warrior and an ordinary martial artist, when Ling Anguo estimated that his offensive would inevitably be broken by the opponent, he instantly hid his figure, leaving an afterimage to attract the attention of the other party.

Wan Wenhao really got hit, and during the rash attack, his body had lost its center of gravity, and instantly became the target of Ling Anguo behind him.

"Be careful!"

Shangguan Manyun, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, suddenly shouted, and then stretched out his sleeve-length fingers to cover his mouth.

"Boom!"

The vast Yuan Force exploded instantly, and I saw a giant ape's phantom suddenly appear behind Ling Anguo, and the giant ape's phantom suddenly sent out a heavy blow, slamming into Wan Wenhao's Yuan Force shield.

Although Wan Wenhao had already reached the realm of the Yuan General Seventh Rank, the Yuan Force shield he had hastily propped up still instantly appeared in the face of Ling Anguo's full force blow. And Wan Wenhao's body also fell heavily to the ground under this slam blow.

"Bang!"

In mid-air, the Yuanli shield on Wan Wenhao's body was finally shattered and eliminated, and Wan Wenhao landed on the ring and rolled on the ground a few times before unloading the powerful force.

Standing up and patting the soil on his body, Wan Wenhao looked at Ling Anguo, who had just fallen into the ring, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The Martial God Army really deserves its reputation. ”

Ling Anguo on the other side only showed a smile, and there was no obvious change in his mood.

"Wow"

This exchange of lightning and flint suddenly caused a boiling in the audience.

A Yuan General Four-Rank Martial Artist faced the opponent of the Yuan General Seven-Rank, and even made the other party suffer a loss, and everyone began to talk about it.

"With so much combat experience, I was able to face an opponent who was three grades higher than myself without falling behind. ”

"What doesn't fall behind, it's obviously an advantage. ”

"The Martial God Army is really powerful, and it actually has the ability to fight beyond the level. ”

Even the middle-aged man sitting in front of the Martial God Temple nodded slightly after watching the battle between Ling Anguo and Wan Wenhao, looked at Bai Hongsu on the side and said, "The Martial God Army is really well-trained, and it is not afraid of facing strong enemies, and it has the demeanor of a strong man." ”

Bai Hongsu heard the middle-aged man praise the Martial God Army, which was equivalent to really praising him as a commander, so a smug smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said: "In the battle over the years, they will inevitably encounter opponents with higher strength than themselves, so the experience of fighting at the next level is naturally very rich. ”

After listening, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and looked at the field again.

At this moment, Wan Wenhao had finished pranayama, and his eyes were a little more cautious when he looked at Ling Anguo.

The opponent's combat experience is far superior to his own, but his own Yuan Force cultivation is above the opponent, Wan Wenhao's mind is spinning rapidly, thinking about ways to maximize his strength.

Soon, Wan Wenhao's body once again had golden yuan force fluctuations slowly rising, only to see him stretch out his hands, floating up and down, and suddenly countless palms began to appear beside him, and the countless palms were like a pair of huge wings spread out on his side.

Seeing Wan Wenhao display this martial art, Ling Anguo's face on the opposite side suddenly sank.

Wan Wenhao's gaze gradually became scorching, and the countless palm shadows suddenly became brighter, as if they were substance.

"Thousand Shadow Palms!"

With an angry shout, I saw countless palm shadows with powerful energy fluctuations frantically attacking Ling Anguo's body, and those palms had thousands of feet, occupying the entire space of the ring.

Facing countless palm shadows, Ling Anguo felt as if he had no way to avoid it, his body twisted, and he hurriedly rushed out into the air.

(End of chapter)