86_86419Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the martial arts test was about to begin, and on this day, Yan Wu was woken up by Wu Ying early and pulled out.

Yan Wu wrung a towel from the basin and wiped his face, then looked at Wu Ying with some impatience, "Say, why did you call me out so early?" ”

"Wu Yan, you're going to test martial arts today, aren't you nervous at all?" Wu Ying was a little excited, but Yan Wu had always been calm.

Indeed, after living two lifetimes and crossing once, what kind of wind and waves can compare to such a bizarre thing as crossing?

So Yan Wu has always been relatively calm.

"What's there to be nervous about, it's just to go up and fight, and you can enter the temple after winning almost two games. How? Don't you have faith? Yan Wu glanced at Wu Ying with a slight disdain.

"Fart, will Young Master Ben have no confidence? As long as you don't meet your pervert in the competition, it's easy to say. Wu Ying immediately retorted. Yan Wu smiled, then washed his face and brushed his teeth before going out with Wu Ying.

There are only twenty people left to participate in the martial arts test, and five people need to go through two rounds of elimination to enter the palace test, so if you want to advance, you must win two games, and if you lose one, you will be eliminated directly.

When he arrived at the venue of the martial arts test, he was directly grouped according to the number plate, Yan Wu's opponent was a young man who looked about the same age as him, this young man had neat short hair and a very strong figure.

Seeing Yan Wu's thin arms and legs walking up, the man's face immediately showed a relaxed expression, thinking that this game could be easily won.

It's just that next, Yan Wu will let him know that muscles are not the standard for judging strength.

The two stood still on the stage, and Yan Wu pulled out the Xuangang spear from the concentric ring and pointed diagonally to the ground. The official who presided over the game walked up to the two and said something innocuous to the rules of the game, and then walked straight back.

The competition between the two broke out at this moment, and the short-haired young man came up with a punch and slammed into Yan Wu, the bulging muscles kept trembling, and he knew that there was a huge power hidden in it without contact.

However, in this regard, Yan Wu smiled disdainfully, no matter how great his strength was, he was only flesh and blood. At that moment, Yan Wu directly stabbed the Xuangang spear into the young man's fist.

With meat against steel, the victory or defeat is naturally self-evident.

However, there was a hint of ill-intentioned smile in the eyes of the short-haired young man, Yan Wu's heart was stunned, and he immediately became alert, and the power on the Xuangang spear that stabbed out also collected a little.

At this moment, the fist and the tip of the spear were about to make contact, and the short-haired young man suddenly roared, "Steel Concussion Fist!" ”

His fist suddenly wrapped in silvery-white metal and trembled at high speed.

Yan Wu was startled and wanted to withdraw the gun, but it was too late at this time.

Just listen to "Wow! "No! There may have been countless sounds, and a strong tremor force was transmitted from the tip of the Xuangang gun.

Yan Wu's hand holding the handle of the gun was instantly shaken away by this powerful force, and the Xuangang spear actually flew directly out of his hand.

"What!" Yan Wu was shocked, it was the first time he had encountered such a strange attack method, but at this moment, the short-haired young man didn't give him the slightest chance to think, and directly rushed up and waved his fist wrapped in silver and white metal towards Yan Wu.

"Light Shuttle!" Yan Wu was startled, and instantly moved out, catching the Xuangang spear that flew out by the way. Although he was robbed, Yan Wu's combat experience in his previous life was not covered, and he chose the best displacement route in this instant, not only dodging the attack of the short-haired youth, but also picking up the weapon and making his previous calculations all fail.

"Boom!" The attack was dodged by Yan Wu, and after the short-haired youth's fist missed, it couldn't be held and slammed directly to the ground, and the fist directly sank into the hard stone slab.

"Damn!" The short-haired young man glanced at Yan Wu with a little anger, and then pulled his fist out of the stone slab fiercely, as if this qiē was Yan Wu's fault.

"Blame me?" Yan Wu spread his hands helplessly, and the expression of the short-haired young man seemed as if Yan Wu should obediently stand in place and let him fight.

"Bastard." The young man's temper seemed to be a little irritable, and he felt a little out of control at the moment, and he was rushing towards Yan Wu frantically at this moment.

"This one likes to be tough? As you wish. Yan Wu crossed the Xuangang spear, and the tip of the spear was directly aimed at the short-haired youth, and the fire yuan force instantly began to condense towards the tip of the spear.

"The first type of Tianhuo shooting, the flame rush kills!" It is also a flame rush, after being promoted to the peak of the Great Martial Master, both the flame condensation speed and the diameter of the flame spiral on the spear head have increased a lot.

At this moment, the Flame Rush slammed directly into the short-haired young man like a small sun that was constantly spinning.

"What?" The short-haired young man's cultivation is only in the late stage of the Great Martial Master, which is slightly lower than Yan Wu, not to mention that Yan Wu directly used the ground-level marksmanship this time, and a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the short-haired young man at this moment, but with his speed, it is also wishful thinking to dodge now.

At that moment, the short-haired young man desperately condensed all his martial arts energy on his fist, and the silver metal on that fist was enlarged countless times by the way, forming a huge steel fist.

"Charge Iron Fist!" The short-haired young man roared as if he had the audacity, and threw all his strength into the punch, the steel fist glistening in front of the sunlight and the swirls of flame on the head of the Darksteel Spear.

However, in the next moment, this seemingly extremely hard and powerful steel fist began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye at the moment when it was poked by the black steel spear, and the flame vortex at the tip of the spear was instantly attacked.

"Ahh The ultra-high temperature passed through the steel on the glove of guò and quickly reached the short-haired young man's hand, and in just a moment he felt a heart-wrenching tingling.

Seeing this, Yan Wu immediately dissipated the flame vortex of the Flame Rush, and then stabbed several shots directly into the steel fist on the burned surface.

The fist was shattered in an instant under Yan Wu's Xuangang gun, and the arm of the short-haired young man was instantly detached from it, accompanied by a smell of scalded meat.

"This hand is basically useless." At this moment, everyone else is still competing, and the official in charge of this Wutai is still paying attention to the situation here.

"Ahh There was another scream, and the sharp pain almost knocked the short-haired young man out of pain, but the pain was unbearable.

Yan Wu put away his gun and looked at him from the side, he wanted to go up to treat him, but the moment he wanted to do it, he saw a trace of hatred in the eyes of the short-haired young man, so he gave up this idea, after all, Yan Wu is not a saint, and Cheng Dù, who is not generous enough to heal the enemy, is good if he didn't kill him on the spot