"Ziqiao, did you use earth-based magic just now?" Xia Tingyu asked Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao nodded: "Do you think he is looking for death by himself?" Dare to use metal armor in front of our elemental gates. However, if you encounter it in the future, you should also be more careful, I observed that in his armor, there is a large amount of electricity, and the long knife in his hand can also release a powerful voltage! ”

"These little devils just know how to find tricks, and they deserve to die!" Yu Wei also replied indignantly.

"Isn't it stipulated that thermal weapons cannot be used? He still has electricity in it, what is it? Why don't you just get a Transformer to fight us? Liu Baozhu scratched his head and said depressedly.

"They are drilling the loopholes of the regulations, the regulations do not allow the use of thermal weapons, but there is no rule that they are not allowed to carry, they have electricity in them, after all, they are not stimulated, I guess they also want to use this martial arts conference to test the power of this armor, I heard, the little devil also has a kind of armor, which does not contain steel, but is made of biological fibers!" Prince Joe replied.

"According to this, the martial arts conference has begun to deteriorate because of the little devil!" Dugu also frowned.

"This is inevitable, now foreign countries have begun to study, only our country is backward, but everything is inseparable from the combination of elements, and after we cultivate to a high level, these things are not terrible!" Prince Joe is very confident.

The competition is already continuing, Wang Ziqiao and others are also making a lot of money, and the two hundred people in the third round have also completed the duel in two days.

In the end, there were fifty pairs left, all of them were already fifth-level realms, all of them were eliminated at the peak of the fourth-level, and even some of them at the beginning of the fifth-level were eliminated, and at the martial arts conference thirty years ago, there were still many fourth-level peak realms.

Of course, there are also reasons for Shilong and Japan and South Korea, because thirty years ago, Shilong Eighteen Guards did not participate, this time, the old Eighteen Guards have already snatched eighteen places, plus the ten places of the Oriental people and the five places of South Korea, a total of more than three layers of the hundred, resulting in many small sects not even entering the front 100 people.

Twenty-two days have passed since the martial arts conference, and the top 100 have appeared, and it is still a knockout match of two by two, and the top 50 will be selected.

On the twenty-third day of the ring, Wang Ziqiao faced Yin Wuji, the master of the Kongtong faction, and the great grandmaster in the middle of the fifth level, and it was the first game.

Wang Ziqiao looked at the other party, and felt that the Kongtong faction was nothing more than that, it seemed that there was only one Yin Wuji left, and if he defeated the other party again, it would be impossible for the people of the Kongtong faction to enter the top fifty.

It's no wonder that after he killed one of the Kongtong faction, the Kongtong faction was indifferent, and it seemed that there was really no one left.

Yin Wuji is also old, about sixty years old, with a long beard, a lot of silver hair on his sideburns, and a pair of water-splitting Emei thorns in his hand, more than a foot long, with two pointed ends, and an iron ring in the center just on his fingers, staring at Wang Ziqiao coldly.

"Let's shoot!" Prince Qiao Zhengse said.

Yin Wuji didn't answer, nodded slightly, hunched his waist, his body was like a tanuki, he jumped over, and his hands were divided into two ways, up and down, straight to Wang Ziqiao's throat and lower abdomen.

Wang Ziqiao held the Dugu Nine Swords in his hand, trembled slightly, and in an instant, the Nine Swords came out in a row, blocking almost all of Yin Wuji's offensive routes.

Yin Wuji was taken aback, where is there such a weapon? What's the difference between this and archery? One shot is nine swords.

Forced, he could only hurriedly use the Emei thorn to parry.

However, the magic staff behind Wang Ziqiao suddenly released an invisible halo again, and a large area of wind blade magic was used, and the wind blades quickly condensed together and flew towards Yin Wuji.

Yin Wuji was already dodging the Nine Swords, where did he have the kung fu to deal with this sudden attack of the Wind Blade? In just three seconds, he was hit by more than a dozen wind blades, his lower abdomen, chest, and shoulders...... Hardly any of them are intact.

As Wang Ziqiao approached again, the already hollow sword in his hand was pressed against his throat.

Yin Wuji was dumbfounded, a dignified door master, in the hands of Wang Ziqiao, it hadn't been five seconds, what kind of concept is this?

The people in the surrounding sects all gasped, and less than five seconds was tantamount to a second kill for them.

"You lose, according to the rules, if you can come up with three million, I can make your injuries recover quickly!" Prince Joe smiled.

Yin Wuji gritted his teeth, blinked, let out a long breath, snorted coldly, ignored Wang Ziqiao at all, and turned away.

was defeated by the enemy, and then took money to let the enemy heal his wounds, Yin Wuji felt that his skin was not so thick, even if he died of pain.

Seeing this, Prince Qiao shook his head, feeling distressed, three million is gone, can he feel good?

"Hey, why don't I count you cheaper, how about two million?" Prince Qiao spoke behind Yin Wuji.

Yin Wuji, who had been forcibly insisting and was injured all over his body, staggered and hung down, but in the end, he still didn't stop.

"Why are you so stingy? Or, a million, no less, how? ”

Yoon Woo didn't stop.

"Hey, is the price negotiable, can you give a little bit? It's not easy for us to do business, I only charge a principal, how about it? Don't go......"

"Nima, I'm really slamming the door, and I'm ruthless enough to myself, I can't even afford to pay for a doctor, and I don't have the money to compete in a bird race? Take a piece of tofu and hit it to death! Wang Ziqiao muttered, and had no choice but to turn back.

Yin Wuji, who was about to step out of the ring, fell into the ring on the spot after hearing this sentence, and his disciples rushed up one after another when they saw this scene, and carried him down with all hands and feet.

Wang Ziqiao didn't look at what was wrong with Yin Wuji, just took two steps, and a shoe flew in front of him, followed by a scolding voice: "Nima, can you be thicker?" Can you be more shameless? is also a person in the martial arts, it doesn't matter if you don't heal, and you insult your opponent like this, I feel ashamed of you! ”

Prince Qiao looked for it, and several pairs of broken shoes flew in front of him, so frightened that he couldn't care to see who smashed him, so he could only flee in a hurry.

When he returned to his tent, Wang Ziqiao found that the girls were frowning, pretending not to see him, and even Liu Baozhu, a flower child, pouted at him.

"Hey, what do I mean by that?" Prince Joe said with some anger.

"Brother, we have to be kind, don't we? Tell me about you, you don't have the concept of respecting the old and loving the young, people are a lot older, in order to contrast your handsomeness and chic, they also come to the stage to be your sparring partner, is it easy? You? You actually let someone take a piece of tofu and kill you, hey......" Liu Baozhu had nothing to say, covered his forehead, and stopped looking at Wang Ziqiao.

"Ziqiao, my great-grandfather taught me that people in the martial arts must have a narrow heart!" Nalan Rourou looked at Wang Ziqiao with a sad face.

"Ruined the clothes we prepared for you!" Yu Wei sighed one after another.

"......" Prince Qiao was speechless for a moment.