Wu Jian's voice was very high.

After Wu Jian, Zhang Xiaoyu's information also appeared on the screen.

However, compared with Wu Jian, Zhang Xiaoyu's information introduction is much simpler.

Zhang Xiaoyu: A freshman at Jiangnan Martial Arts University, a junior warrior.

Merit: Unknown.

When he saw his message, Zhang Xiaoyu's face darkened.

What the hell is merit unknown?

Well, in fact, it doesn't matter, it's just a name, and you don't need to care too much.

The huge gap between the information between the two people also caused the discussion of the melon-eating masses again, Zhang Xiaoyu listened to all this in his ears and didn't think much about it.

Rumors stop at the wise, and rumors go to strength.

It doesn't matter what others say, what matters is how you do it to silence others.

In the ring, Wu Jian stood proudly on the spot, carrying a pitch-black giant sword behind him.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaoyu yawned and was sleepy-eyed.

Wu Jian's sword is the kind of heavy sword, the sword is one meter eight long and fifty centimeters wide, Wu Jian is one meter nine tall, carrying a giant sword on his back, and the tip of the sword is almost hanging to the ground.

The whole body of the heavy sword was pitch black, and with the appearance of Wu Jian, the slightest ripple continued to ripple on the heavy sword.

"Sword Qi?"

Someone recognized the strange appearance on the heavy sword and couldn't help but exclaim.

Sword practitioners, the highest realm, is the sword qi into shape, tangible and intangible, hurtful and invisible.

Hearing this, most people cast sympathetic glances at Zhang Xiaoyu.

With sword qi, Wu Jian's strength was originally much stronger than that of a martial artist in the high-level general realm of the same level.

In this case, the battle is won and lost.

Wu Jian kept holding his arms with both hands, and his cold eyes occasionally swept over Zhang Xiaoyu, but he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"You are Zhang Xiaoyu?"

After looking at it for a long time, Wu Jian frowned slightly.

He really couldn't see anything special about this guy, in the first battle, he hadn't noticed that Zhang Xiaoyu had already defeated the other party.

Although Wu Jian is crazy, he also knows that a martial artist in the junior war general realm can be put into an intermediate war general realm martial artist in one blow, which is definitely not easy to match.

"Seniors should know how to read, such a big name hangs on the top of the head, can't you see it?"

Zhang Xiaoyu pursed his lips, and he didn't care if he offended people by saying this.

Asking this question is like an idiot.

The battle information is out, won't you read it yourself?

If you have to ask, you are Zhang Xiaoyu to show your IQ.

Moreover, since the two are opponents, there is no need to show any affection.

"Good. ”

Wu Jian's pupils shrank sharply, and his tone became a little calm.

"Do you admit defeat yourself? Or let me send you down, I actually don't care to do it, the difference between you and my cultivation is too big, and it would have been an insult to me for Wuda to arrange such a confrontation.

Of course, this is a game, and if you don't throw in the towel, then I'll have to send you down. ”

Wu Jian said very casually, as if defeating Zhang Xiaoyu was an easy thing.

He had a frivolous attitude and looked down at Zhang Xiaoyu, as if he was a high king and had already mastered Zhang Xiaoyu's fate.

Zhang Xiaoyu yawned and did not speak.

Immediately, a finger hooked, looking equally contemptuous.

"You forced me. ”

As a martial artist at the peak of the high-level war general realm, Wu Jian was almost about to touch the threshold of the battle emperor general.

Moreover, Wu Jian is a belligerent faction and has killed many mercenaries and warriors wanted by the military department.

The perennial killing made Wu Jian gradually like this feeling, usually in the wilderness area, the martial artists of the same level talked to him, it was all cautious, for fear of offending Wu Jian.

Strong strength is the capital that Wu Jian is proud of, and at the same time, it also makes him a little carried away.

At this moment, in the face of a martial artist who was weaker than himself, but repeatedly challenged his bottom line, how could Wu Jian endure it.

"Arrogant boy, Wu Jian, hurry up and throw him off the stage, don't let him be embarrassed on it. ”

"It's just a freshman, I really don't know who gave you the courage to challenge Wu Jian, and you don't cherish the opportunity to admit defeat, you have to be crippled to be willing, right, give a shameless thing. ”

"I think this kid is going to be abolished by Wu Jian, you look at Wu Jian, he has already moved to kill. ”

"Normal, if there is an eyeless warrior realm martial artist who challenges me now, I will also slap the other party to death. ”

Below, there was a martial artist who had a good relationship with Wu Jian, who was already shouting and began to abuse at this moment.

"Since the senior has agreed, then I'm not welcome. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu remembered the appearance of these people, sneered, and didn't bother to listen to other people's nonsense.

When the words fell, the box bar behind Zhang Xiaoyu clicked and opened by itself, leaking out the kryptonite arrows and bows and arrows on his back.

Holding a bow and arrow, Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at Wu Jian, then bent his bow and shot an arrow.

Sou.

The kryptonite arrow made a piercing sound, but it did not shoot at Wu Jian, but fell into the open space about two meters away from Wu Jian.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I missed the shot. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed his forehead and said casually.

"Haha......"

Below, there was silence for a moment, and then there was a loud laugh from everyone.

"Boy, go down quickly, don't be ashamed. ”

"That's it, hurry up and get down, beware of Wu Jian beating you into a powder fracture. ”

The shouts and scolding came and went, and Wu Jian's face was gloomy.

"Are you insulting me?"

Wu Jian's eyes flickered with cold light, and his tone was cold.

"It seems that the senior is not stupid, this can be seen. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu snorted, not caring about Wu Jian's murderous eyes at all.

"If you die yourself, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

At this moment, Wu Jian was furious.

The giant sword behind it let out a buzz, and then, the sky-high sword suddenly burst out, and the giant sword behind it had already appeared in his hand.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, sneered, and still didn't care.

With the giant sword in his hand, Wu Jian stepped on his feet, and the whole person took up a trace of afterimage and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu sneered, quickly pulled out three krypton gold arrows from his back, and with a strong arm, he pulled a full bow, and the three arrows flew out.

A flash of disdain flashed in Wu Jian's eyes.

The giant sword in his hand swept away, intending to swing away Zhang Xiaoyu's arrows.

While.

There was a crisp sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

Wu Jian's face changed drastically, his mouth cracked, his arms trembled, and his body retreated sharply.

The three arrows, not biased or oblique, repelled Wu Jian, and fell not far from him again.

The audience didn't see what was happening.

Wu Jian knew that he had met an opponent.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaoyu still had a smile on his face, and before Wu Jian could react, Zhang Xiaoyu bent his bow and arrows again, and three more arrows shot out in an instant.

At this moment, Wu Jian's heart can only be described by two words.

Zhang Xiaoyu's arrow is too powerful, almost every arrow has a force of more than 60,000 kilograms.

Although Wu Jian was a martial artist at the peak of the high-level war general realm, his own strength did not exceed 10,000 kilograms.

It's hard to fend off one arrow, let alone three together.

"What kind of demon is this, his strength is probably more than 30,000 kilograms, how is this possible, he is only a junior general.

Could it be some kind of amplification secret technique?"

Wu Jian's mind was in a hurry, but Zhang Xiaoyu didn't give him a chance to think at all.

Bent the bow and arrows, three kryptonite arrows, and flew out again.

His own strength is 20,000 kilograms, and even if he doesn't use the increase of his claws, the increase of the first weight of the Moko Fist alone can temporarily reach 80,000 kilograms.

With such a terrifying power, even a martial artist like Wu Jian, who is at the peak of the high-level stationing realm, is difficult to stop.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoyu can only repel the opponent, and if he wants to kill the opponent, he can't do it with a bow and arrow alone.

After all, although this bow and arrow is made of special materials, the power it can burst out is limited.

Although Zhang Xiaoyu had already replaced the bowstring with a third-grade beast emperor-level snake tendon, it could only burst out with a maximum strength of about 60,000 kilograms.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Xiaoyu had already shot dozens of arrows.

At this moment, Wu Jian's surroundings were full of arrows.

When the two of them came on stage before, they were originally very close to the edge of the ring, but at this moment, Wu Jian was forced by the arrow to almost fall out of the ring.

Wu Jian's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because of shame and anger, or because of his anger and blood.

Being beaten by a martial artist of the junior war general realm, although it did not cause him any substantial damage, Wu Jian still felt very ashamed.

The giant sword in his hand swept away, and his body retreated a few meters again.

Wu Jian's arm holding the giant sword was also trembling slightly.

"It can't go on like this, this guy has to be dealt with as soon as possible. ”

With this thought in his heart, Wu Jian no longer hesitated.

With a low cry in his mouth, the giant sword in his hand swept away, and a stream of blood flew out and flew towards Zhang Xiaoyu.

Qi and blood are released to form an attack, which is a move that warriors in the warrior realm will do.

Wu Jian's blow was obviously not random.

The sword appeared, and in the entire ring, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, leaving a ravine more than one meter deep on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoyu pursed his lips, and without waiting for the knife to fly over, he spit out a burst word in his mouth.

Rumble.

The kryptonite arrow inserted around Wu Jian flashed with blood light, and then burst open.

In an instant, a violent explosion, mixed with dirt, completely submerged Wu Jian.

Dozens of arrows exploded at the same time, directly blasting a deep pit in the ring.

The dust clears.

The students watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but gasp.

In the ring, a deep pit of about five meters appeared.

At the bottom of the pit, Wu Jian was embarrassed, although the giant sword in his hand was not lost, his arms kept trembling, and the clothes on his body were torn in many places.

Wu Jian's face was gloomy.

The next moment, there was a low cry of extreme anger from his mouth, and he stepped heavily on his feet, and the whole person rose into the sky.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you. ”

Wu Jian, who lost his mind, had only one thought at the moment, he must find the field.

However, just as he jumped out of the pit, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

Then, a big foot enlarged infinitely before his eyes.

Boom.

The muffled sound sounded again.

Zhang Xiaoyu whipped his leg and directly slapped Wu Jian's face, whipping him away.

Wu Jian spat blood from his mouth, several teeth on his right side were broken, and his body was like a broken sack that was smashed to the ground.

"Weak, too weak you, a martial artist at the peak of the high-level war general realm, but that's it. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head, sighed, and jumped out of the ring with a disappointed face.