"This is what it looks like!" Lu Bu kicked out, kicking Lin Ye out of the distance of three feet, however, Lin Ye, who was hit by this blow, even though the corners of his mouth were bleeding uncontrollably, he didn't realize it, at this moment, the terrifying red glow became stronger and stronger, he slowly got up, and above his hands, the purple light condensed, mixed with the red evil qi, emitting a purple-red demonic light. He dragged the big sword backwards, and his footsteps suddenly flew at great speed, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Lu Bu close.

"It's getting faster. Lu Bu raised Fang Tian's halberd and met it, only to hear a stabbing sound of "ding", Lin Ye took two steps back, and stabilized his figure.

"It's stronger. Lu Bu's eyes were like torches, and this battle seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

On the ring, under the gaze of countless eyes, the two figures fought against each other for twenty rounds without winning or losing. Who would have thought that the submissive young man, after being immersed in killing, would be so brave and crazy.

The consciousness has been completely devoured, and at this moment, Lin Ye has only endless killing.

"That guy, are you just letting him go?" Ling Yunzhi turned his gaze to Qin Long of the Xiaoyao Gate and asked.

Qin Long looked at Lin Ye in the ring, the young man who was already immersed in killing, and said in a deep voice: "That guy is a rare bloodthirsty body in the world, and he is a natural berserker. Only my Xiaoyaomen's stunt is the most suitable for his cultivation. ”

"Aren't you afraid of such indulgence, that child will one day be lost in this bloodthirsty body?" Ling Yunzhi's tone became more and more serious, just like the young man in the ring, more and more crazy.

Qin Long snorted coldly and said, "Do you know what kind of power the combination of the bloodthirsty body and the Xiaoyaomen stunt can explode. Even if one day he completely loses his mind, that is the pride of my free door!"

"Unreasonable!" Ling Yunzhi said these four words in a low voice.

Qin Long's gaze turned to Ling Yunzhi and said solemnly: "You don't understand, that kid, even if he works hard, he has the determination to become stronger. It's his own choice, and all I can do is respect his choice!"

Ling Yunzhi no longer speaks, everyone has their own aspirations, which path is the right one, there has never been a verdict. The road is his own choice, since it is his own choice, what right does others have to interfere?

In the ring, Lin Ye's momentum had reached its peak, whether it was strength, speed, or defense, it had all been raised to the extreme at this moment. However, even so, Lin Ye still couldn't fight Lu Bu, at this moment, Lu Bu's whole body erupted with a strong orange aura, the Fang Tian painting halberd that condensed a layer of substantial light, each halberd down, there was like a thousand powers, and Lin Ye was cracked and retreated.

"It's not just the strength of the incomparable, its skills and tactics are undoubtedly top-notch!" Qin Long watched the competition between the two intently, originally he thought that Lin Ye, who had completely entered the madness, would at least be able to force Lu Bu to flatten, however, the amazing combat experience that Lu Bu showed in the battle completely shattered such an idea.

"On the surface, he opens and closes widely, and he controls people with strength, but every time he can play in Lin Ye's almost the same way, he can suppress the situation while defending, and even turn defense into offense, this kind of combat skills and experience, even if it is himself, I am afraid it is nothing more than that. Suddenly, Qin Long discovered the fact that this Lu Bu, from the very beginning, was just cooperating with Lin Ye's style of play, that is to say, from the beginning, Lu Bu was just "playing", not going all out.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, if this was the case, what was Lin Ye's bloodthirsty body compared to him?

"It turns out that this guy is the real monster!" Qin Long looked at the one-sided situation, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold, that Lu Bu, until now, had not used the final stunt of the Chongxuan Sect, Tiangang Slash. Otherwise, Lin Ye was only afraid that he would not be able to survive ten moves.

With a "bell", Lu Bu and Lin Ye's weapons collided together again, but this time, the small branch on the halberd stuck Lin Ye's big sword in it, no matter how hard he tried to break free, the halberd was like sticking to the big sword, and he couldn't break free.

"I don't want to accompany you!" After Lu Bu said these four words indifferently, Fang Tian's halberd struggled upward, and the big sword in Lin Ye's hand completely came out of his hand and flew into the air.

However, Lin Ye, who had lost his weapon, clenched his fists and hit Lu Bu with his bare hands, Lu Bu frowned, and said that the people in Xiaoyaomen were crazy, and when I saw it today, it was really so.

At this moment, Lu Bu held the halberd in his right hand and fought with it with his left hand, Lin Ye, who had lost his weapon, this fist turned out to be so strong, and the almost demonic purple-red aura made every blow of his fist have extremely strong penetrating power. Fighting against Lu Bu, he did not fall behind at all.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought with their bare hands, and at this time, Lu Bu saw a gap, and threw a punch with his left hand, which immediately hit Lin Ye's face, and rolled him to the ground several times with one punch before stopping. From beginning to end, Lu Bu's right hand did not let go of the Fang Tian painting halberd standing beside him, and only used his left hand to fight against it.

The blood was constantly coughing up, and Lin Ye got up again, however, before he could get up, his abdomen was kicked heavily by Lu Bu again.

In the ring, a figure flew out again, and after rolling several meters away from the ground, Lin Ye's body came to a near halt on the edge of the ring.

The evil aura on his body was slowly dissipating, and his eyes, which were lost by the killing, gradually returned to normal. He lay flat on the ground, looking blankly at the blue sky, but his heart was extremely calm.

"After all, isn't it strong enough?" muttered words, but with deep bitterness. At this moment, a tall figure stood beside him, and it looked like a mountain, which was insurmountable.

"Do it, kick me down, and you'll win. Lin Ye said lightly.

However, a hand was stretched out, Lu Bu squatted down, looked at Lin Ye's puzzled expression, and said in a deep voice: "You fought well, your strength is very strong." ”

This sentence was like throwing a stone into the calm lake, and it caused ripples. Lin Ye looked at Lu Bu, who was still the opponent of the battle of life and death just now, and at this moment, he actually recognized himself from the bottom of his heart.

It has been a long time since it has been recognized, and at this moment, a beautiful figure appeared in Lin Ye's mind. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Lu Bu's hand, and got up, at this moment, the corners of his mouth that he hadn't smiled for a long time also showed a faint smile.

The competition was over, and the referee stepped into the ring and announced Lu Bu's victory. This battle was originally thought to be just an uninteresting competition, but who would have thought that the young man was actually a legendary bloodthirsty body. And after the bloodthirsty state was completely stimulated, it was superimposed on each other with the madness of the Xiaoyaomen stunt, and the skyrocketing of its strength was so terrifying.

At this moment, the people in the audience no longer have the contempt for Lin Ye, but although the bloodthirsty body is strong, it is really terrifying to be able to deal with it with ease in Lin Ye's state of selflessness, and Lu Bu, who is fully suppressed throughout the whole process.

"That Lu Bu is even more powerful than I imagined. Qin Long looked at Lu Bu, and for the first time, he actually had a trace of jealousy. This has never been before.

The bell at the end of the competition rang again, and after a while, the great master slowly walked up to the chief stage and announced loudly: "The second round of the second competition, the west wind of the five Xuanmen is fierce, and the battle against Wang Ziwen will be tomorrow." ”

With the announcement of the great power division, the atmosphere in the field has completely changed from the afterglow of the previous competition.

In front of everyone's eyes, the figure of the west wind floated down in the air, still so chic. In front of him, Wang Ziwen's figure appeared in the ring ghostly, which also caused a commotion from the audience.

"Youming will play against Wuxuanmen tomorrow, who do you think will win?"

"Needless to say, it must be the Five Xuanmen, and if you fight with the Xuanshu Master, all the bells and whistles will be useless. ”

"Yes, and Xi Fenglie is a genius among the geniuses that are rare in a century, and the royal family personally funded and cultivated, no matter how hard Wang Ziwen fights, he will definitely not be able to compare to him. ”

"What do you say, the royal family personally funded the training?"

"After all, it is a sect under the jurisdiction of Zhongzhou, and it must take advantage. ”

This battle, it seems that from the very beginning, Wang Ziwen was not very optimistic. Listening to the discussion in the audience, Wang Ziwen didn't care, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "Brother Xifeng, I hope my subordinates will be merciful later." ”

"Hmph!" Zephyr waved his sleeves and said coldly: "If you admit defeat now, you will also save the pain of flesh and skin." ”

Hearing these words, Wang Ziwen frowned slightly, he looked at Xi Fenglie, and his tone was not as polite as just now: "Don't say it too early, otherwise you will be slapped in the face for a while, and it will be uncomfortable!"

"Interesting, I hope your strength can be as hard as your mouth. Zephyr sneered, and on him, a defensive barrier glowing with blue and red light quietly took shape, and after it was formed, the light of the barrier flashed and disappeared, disappearing invisibly, and it looked as if nothing had happened.

"Magic Shield, it seems that this West Wind Fierce is still a little jealous. Han Xu muttered to himself.

"Then, let's start!" Wang Ziwen was not polite, he saw his figure move, and in an instant, thirty-six figures were scattered around the west wind, looming and fluctuating.

"The art of water flow, the profound stunt of the dark tomorrow, once it is cast, will divide into dozens of afterimages to confuse the opponent in the process of continuous movement, and no matter where the body is located, it can instantly replace with the afterimage to avoid damage. Ling Yunzhi frowned slightly, twenty years ago, in that session of the World Martial Arts, he was upset and irritable in the end under Zifeng's stunt, and he spent too much energy in vain, and was taken down in one fell swoop.

"If I had been mentally resolute at that time, I would never have been defeated. "Every time Ling Yunzhi thinks of this, he is always unwilling. However, this time, he hoped that this kid from Youming would be able to win the West Wind Fierce of the Five Xuanmen.

In the ring, several wind blades flew out, scattering a lot of the afterimages around them, however, new afterimages immediately appeared, and the cycle began again.