Luo Zhong said in surprise: "One punch to fly the ninth-level warrior who has been deposited for five years!" This waste won't break through to the ninth level of samurai, right? ”

"It must be the realm of a ninth-level warrior!"

Mi Lei blinked her eyes and said, "How long has it been since the Green Grass Festival?" Its cultivation has actually improved by two realms, which is really incredible. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that there really was such a rebellious character in the world.

Another ninth-level warrior who had been in the ring for five years stepped into the ring, a young man in his twenties with a sword in his hand, and he stood opposite Roland and began to observe his every move, trying to find out the flaws in his body.

"Flawed all over your body?" The young man shook his head, and suddenly raised his sword and stabbed it out, its speed as fast as lightning.

His purpose is to make Roland move, in his opinion, there are flaws all over his body, that is, there are no flaws, only Roland moves his feet, can he find the real flaws, and when the time comes, it will be much easier to defeat him.

Seeing the sword in the young man's hand, Roland showed a serious expression, the young man's swordsmanship contained artistic conception, although it had only reached the realm of Xiaocheng, it was already much stronger than other ninth-level warriors who had been deposited for five years.

Roland closed his eyes and silently felt the fluctuations of the wind and the changes in his breath in the space.

"Smack!" He slapped his palm forward and struck back the sword that the young man stabbed, the young man was slightly stunned, and immediately changed his move quickly, stabbing three swords in a row.

"Bang Bang!" Roland's palm transformed, and he slapped continuously towards the void, not only slapping the three swords that stabbed him away, but also slapping the young man's chest with one palm, only to see the young man constantly retreating, dissolving the power of his possession, and almost falling out of the ring.

"You're defeated!" Roland opened his eyes and said lightly, he only used five points of strength just now, if it was ten, he would have broken the bones and tendons of the young man.

The young man put the sword back into the scabbard, bowed to Roland, and said, "The King Hunter is worthy of being a martial arts wizard, and I am convinced!" ”

Another ninth-level warrior who had been in the trenches for five years was defeated, but he still couldn't force Roland to dodge even a little.

"Humph! It's really hateful, at the age of sixteen, his strength is terrifying to such an extent, and he will definitely be a huge threat in the future, and he can't be spared. ”

Seeing Roland's performance in the ring, Cyros was very annoyed, and said to a temple guard standing beside him: "Go and call Kermande, just say that the time has come for Young Master Ben to use him." ”

"Subordinates go and invite now!" The temple guard agreed, and immediately turned around and left the arena.

Sailos stared at Mi Lei, who was sitting not far away, with a refreshing smile in his eyes, and said hatefully: "Little Niangpi, when the hunting king dies in the ring, young master Ben can see who else you can stick to to escape?" ”

At this time, due to Roland's unreasonable performance, the entire samurai arena became boiling, and the audience waved their arms wildly, shouting the name of the hunting king loudly.

Finally, Roland welcomed his seventh challenger.

Graal gently pulled out the long sword at his waist, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "In the seventh game, I will stop your winning streak." ”

Graal tapped his toes on the ground, jumped and turned into a blue shadow, like a blue butterfly, and floated into the ring.

"House Konyan, Glaar!" Roland couldn't help but say.

Earlier, he had seen a battle between Glaal and Wayne, and he killed Wayne with just one sword, and his speed was extremely fast, and he was definitely a difficult opponent.

Glaal smiled slightly, and said: "The cultivation genius I have seen, except for Senior Luo Jian, you have the highest talent, less than a month after the Green Grass Festival, you have been promoted two levels in a row, reaching the ninth level of warrior, admire!" I really admire! ”

Luo Lan said: "You are a student of the Northern Demon Martial Academy?" ”

"That's right." Graldau.

"Are you sure you can beat me?" Rowland Road.

Glaal smiled: "Your biggest advantage is that you have comprehended a certain artistic conception of swordsmanship, and your biggest disadvantage is the lack of combat qi in your body, you have just broken through to the ninth level of warrior, right?" ”

Roland smiled, undeniable.

Glaar continued: "Your speed is very fast, but my speed is not slow, you want to win with speed, it is effective for others, but it is ineffective for me, if it is compared to strength, with the ninth-level cultivation that I have deposited for six years, I am afraid it will be better than you, right?" ”

"Really?" Rowland Road.

Glaar nodded and said, "Your Excellency the Hunter, in front of me, you should draw your sword!" ”

"If I think your strength can make me draw my sword, I will naturally draw my sword." Rowland Road.

"Then Your Excellency the Hunter should be careful! My Dingfeng Sword is a low-grade sword, and there are already seven ninth-level martial artists under it. As he spoke, Grar dragged a long blue shadow and arrived in front of Roland in an instant.

In the end, it is a student of the Northern Demon Martial Academy, Glaar's background is very profound, and he uses a human-level high-grade body method, called "Fengshen Step", and his steps contain the artistic conception of the wind, so the speed is very fast.

"The mood of the wind?"

Roland didn't hold it up again this time, and took it with his empty hand, but took off the Qingying Sword from his waist and waved it with the scabbard, and every time he hit it, there would be a sound of metal colliding, and suddenly sparks flew in the void.

"Bang bang!" In an instant, Roland and Glaal exchanged seventeen or eighteen moves.

The two of them were like wind shadows, flashing in the ring, cultivating as low samurai, and they couldn't see how they fought at all, only the remaining shadows.

"Graal is in the academy, he is famous, although he is not ranked at the top, but he is also in the top 100, if there is a mistake..."Mi Lei thought with some concern.

Glaar is not comparable to other ninth-level warriors, he is a real powerhouse who came out of the academy, and he is very good in all aspects, if Roland wants to win, it will be very difficult, and it is almost impossible to achieve.

The cultivators in the entire samurai arena were all nervous, and they all wanted to know, what would be the final result?

Can this three-town hunter win seven games in a row?

"It's almost time!" Roland's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the scabbard slashed out, saying, "The wind is surging!" ”

Suddenly, a fresh wind blew, and the scabbard became a little hazy due to the speed of the sword, and Glaar only felt a flower in front of him, and he immediately stepped back, but it was too late!

"Bang!" The tip of the scabbard slammed into Glaar's chest, and he felt a pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he threw his head back and fell to the ring, fainting.

Luckily, Roland used a scabbard instead of a blade, otherwise Glar would have been killed with a single sword.

A servant of the Cornian family hurriedly stepped into the ring, bowed to Roland, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your mercy!" ”

After saying that, the servant bent down and picked up Glaar, and with the fixed sword in his hand, he stepped out of the ring and walked towards the gate of the samurai arena, and in just a moment, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.