The fighting arena was filled with white mist.

Unlike the thin wine mist that seemed like smoke and dust before, this time it gave people a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow from a distance.

Ice picks of different shapes and thicknesses stood up, and the cold air overflowed on them, filling the gap between Zheng Ming and Lu Buwu.

……

"It's ...... If I'm not mistaken, this should be similar to the dragon's breath ability of the Orcs Dragon, right? The Grim Reaper player can still emit this ability, what kind of system genre is this? It's like a method of inviting the gods of the cultivation test, and it's like a guardian stand-in for the awakening test. ”

The narrator let out an exclamation and threw the topic to the Extreme Freeze Mage on the side.

"Extreme Frost Mage, you are also a strong person who is good at ice attributes, can you explain to the audience and friends what is happening now."

"Hmm...... Unexpectedly. You're right, this is indeed the Dragon's Breath, a natural ability of the Dragon's Breath. But I'm not a good learner, and I don't know why a human can use it. Look at this majesty, it is almost comparable to the atavistic Dragon. ”

"Atavism?" The lazy man certainly knew what the so-called atavistic period meant, and he asked this question so that the Extreme Frost Mage could explain it in detail to an audience that might not understand.

"The atavistic period is a realm of cultivation for the beast race. The realm of the beast clan is divided into the young beast stage, the youth stage, the adult stage, and the atavistic stage. Among them, the atavistic period is equivalent to our madness.

Most of the orcs are generally higher than us in terms of combat power. The power displayed by the Reaper player just now is equivalent to the early stage of the atavism, but its power is also enough to bring a threat to the mad-level mid-rank wine sword idiot. ”

……

In the field, Zheng Ming, who had just breathed out of the frost lan, did not choose to rush forward, but stared at the front of the rising white mist with a solemn expression, and assumed a posture of vigilance.

Despite the attack just now, it broke through the frozen wine mist and successfully spread to Lu Buwu. However, in his spiritual vision, the rising cold mist in the depths represented Lu Buwu's humanoid energy mass, which suddenly showed a brilliant orange-red color, and its surface was like boiling magma, and bubbles were constantly surging.

Sure enough, Lu Buwu's counterattack arrived at the right time.

I saw that the humanoid energy mass took a sharp breath, and with his movements, the Yuan Qi that filled the air quickly converged into his mouth like dust sucked by a vacuum cleaner.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Buwu suddenly put on a spitting shape, and saw the wine mist visible to the naked eye swept out with a strong wind, heading straight for Zheng Ming.

Frost Lan breathes.

Zheng Ming didn't even think about using a dragon's breath again, and it was at this time that Lu Buwu waved his fingers, and an orange flame slowly floated into the wine mist.

In an instant, the arena erupted with intense light and roar. The wine mist spit out by Lu Buwu was suddenly ignited, as if it turned into a flowing sea of orange-red fire and collided with Zheng Ming's frost lan's breath.

"Boom."

The steam spilled out like gas from a punctured balloon. It was mixed with countless droplets, wine droplets, and crushed ice.

"Boom."

There was another loud bang, and the explosion of the two sides colliding with each other's energies was heard again.

Under this secondary explosion, which was far beyond the previous one, a shock wave that seemed to be like a substance suddenly erupted between Zheng Ming and Lu Buwu.

The mist, steam, water vapor, and ice picks were dispersed by the shock wave almost instantly, and Zheng Ming and Lu Buwu were also swept away by this huge force.

The hard floor was ploughed by Zheng Ming with two scratches of nearly 100 meters. In the end, Zheng Ming still couldn't resist the oncoming wall of qi, and was blown off the ground with his feet on the ground, and finally hit the protective shield before he was able to stop.

On the other side, Lu Buwu was no better. Although he continued to spew alcohol backwards and ignite it, he relied on the reaction force of the frequent explosions to control his body. However, in the end, it slammed into the shield on the other side.

"Bang."

"Smack."

Two voices rang out one after the other. And the slightly blurred vision in the field, which was obscured by the white fog, also became much clearer than before after the wind raged.

……

The audience outside the arena saw that such a violent conflict broke out between the two at the beginning, and they were silent for a moment. Then a frenzied cry broke out.

Slacker: "Huh...... Unexpectedly, the battle between the two fighters entered a white-hot battle at the beginning. This is a very rare situation in ordinary martial arts. In this way, although there may be a situation where one player cannot exert his full strength and is suddenly defeated, it is more like a fight between life and death, and the tension and tightness in it have a unique flavor. ”

Extreme Freeze Mage: "yes. We may be underestimating the Reaper Player, but he does have madness-level strength. ”

Slacker: "Oh? So, do you think the Reaper player has a miracle? ”

Hearing the slacker's question, the Extreme Freeze Mage shook his head and smiled, "Of course not. I'm just acknowledging the strength of the Reaper, but it's not realistic for him to win against the drunken swordman. I've said before that there are no clear shortcomings for the drunken sword idiot. The ability of fire and wine mist is only part of his means of dealing with the enemy. Don't forget that he's called a drunken sword idiot. ”

Slacker: "Oh? You mean? ”

Extreme Freeze Mage: "The methods of the Reaper Player have indeed initially possessed the power of the madness. However, whether it is the previous battle images, or the current intention of trying to get close to the drunken sword idiot, it can be seen that he belongs to that melee type.

Considering that he lacks the means to contain the enemy, and he does not have a decisive long-range attack. Suffice it to say, the more empty the venue for the two's showdown, the lower his chance of winning. When the drunken sword idiot showed his flying sword skills, he was not far from defeat. ”

In the VIP box of the arena, Bai Su, who was dressed in a formal dress, listened to the explanations of the lazy ghost and the extremely frozen mage, and frowned unhappily.

Impatiently, she threw the top hat on her head that held the rabbit ears on her head onto the coffee table, and paced back and forth with an anxious expression as she looked at the fight below. Single-sided glass, made of a special alloy, rattled by her high heels.

On the other side, Tian Hao, who was sitting on the coffee table drinking with Qin Ze, also showed absent-mindedness, he kept sending the teacup that had already bottomed out to his lips, and put it down again and again after noticing that there was no tea, and so on.

"Xiao Wu, why can't you give up today? It's not like you. ”

Qin Ze said and glanced at the people who occupied a corner of the box and were silent, and without the straightforward Tianhao in the center, the atmosphere in the room fell into the expected dead silence.

"Brother Qin, didn't you ask knowingly? You have a good vision and a good brain, do you think Zheng ...... What are the odds of death? Is it really like they say there is no chance of winning? ”

Tianhao's slightly worried question drew a chuckle from Qin Ze. If someone who knew Qin Ze saw that Qin Ze, who was even more robotic than a robot, he would definitely be shocked to behave like this.

Tianhao: "Brother Qin, what's so funny?" ”

Qin Ze didn't care about Tianhao's undoubted dissatisfaction, he vaguely glanced at Bai Su, whose ears were trembling slightly, and deliberately increased his volume.

"It's a pity. Not to mention combat talent and talent, based on data alone, the Grim Reaper should not be so easy to defeat by the Wine Sword Immortal. As for the outcome, what are we here for? Just rest assured to enjoy the battles they present. ”

"Cut." On the other side, with his back to the two of them, Bai Su, who was full of concern, heard Qin Ze's words, and blurted out a disdainful voice.

"Brother Qin, why are you talking like that. Did the Grim Reaper offend you? ”

Seeing that Tianhao looked like he wanted to reconcile, Qin Ze touched Tianhao's head meaningfully, and said meaningfully: "We don't have any personal grudges. The reason why I feel sorry is not only for some of my own reasons, but also partly because of you. ”

"Because of me?"

Before Tianhao could think deeply, the lazy man's commentary suddenly rose a few points, showing a rare full drive.

"It seems that I am annoyed by the Grim Reaper player. The drunken sword addict finally showed off his flying sword skills! Is the next ending really as analyzed by the Extreme Frost Mage? Let's wait and see! ”

……

In the field, relying on his body skills and ability, Lu Buwu, who constantly avoided Zheng Ming's close body and restrained Zheng Ming with flames, roared at the right time at this time.

"Edgeworthiness."

I saw him stretch out his hand and throw it, and the long sword in his hand suddenly floated in front of him, and then he pointed at it like a sword, and drew a symbol in the air.

"Poof."

"Fire!"

He poured another sip of the liquor from the purple and black gourd, sprayed it onto the sword, and then stretched out his hand, and the surface of the flying sword suddenly flamed and turned into a fire sword wrapped in blue flames.

"Hurry!"

With another shout, the fire sword suddenly pierced through the sky, and almost instantly appeared in front of Zheng Ming, heading straight for his head.

On the other side, Zheng Ming, who had been chasing after him and was a little irritated by Lu Buwu's tactics of fighting and fleeing, saw the fire sword rapidly enlarged in his field of vision, and suddenly drew a semicircle with his right foot, twisted his waist and raised his arm, and slashed at the fire blade from the bottom up.

"Boom."

Large sparks were scattered, sneering on the protective energy around Zheng Ming's body. The fire sword that was slashed by Zheng Ming quickly stabilized the sword body after a few turns in mid-air, and then stabbed towards Zheng Ming again as if it had spiritual intelligence.

A large amount of Yuan Qi circulated in Zheng Ming's Zhou Tian according to a specific trajectory, and after being injected into the long sword in his hand, it condensed on the surface of the long sword into an energy coat that was harder and condensed than the sword body.

"Within three feet is invincible. Sword Domain! ”

With the blessing of Zheng Ming's terrifying physical power, the swordsmanship that was slightly inferior in strength also had the strength of the mad mid-level. Even the sword domain method that had been unable to be used in the illusion was presented by him in reality.

"Ping Pong Ping Pong, Qiang, Qiang ......"

I saw that Zheng Ming's body seemed to be shrouded in a transparent spherical field, and no matter how the fire sword attacked, it would be blocked by Zheng Ming's exhaustion.

In the dense sound of gold and iron, Zheng Ming walked towards Lu Buwu step by step.

"Martial arts means? Give up, your so-called swordsmanship can't hurt me at all, and under the obstruction of my flying sword, you can't even connect with me. In the final analysis, the so-called kendo of your martial artists is just a technique, and my flying sword is the real way! ”

Zheng Ming, who was constantly obstructed, naturally couldn't catch up with Lu Buwu.

I saw Lu Buwu holding his arms, constantly widening the distance between the two as if he was striding leisurely, with a condescending and condescending demeanor.

"Deepen the connection with the hard work of the perennial years, increase the power with the charm, the spiritual power as the line, and the original Qi as the guide. Relying on the spirituality of the spirit weapon itself, is it possible to achieve the means of attacking the enemy? How dare you call yourself the Tao? It's a shame that you have the cheekiness to call it kendo in front of me! ”

Seeing that Zheng Ming had made the proud means that had cost him countless savings and hard work worthless, Lu Buwu only felt that anger was surging, and he was suddenly so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born.

"Shut up. You deserve to talk to me about kendo too? ”

Lu Buwu's almost hysterical roar failed to deter Zheng Ming, but instead made his expression more and more strange.

"With this kind of imperial weapon, Tian shamelessly talks about swordsmanship. Who gave you courage? You are also worthy of the word flying sword in front of me? ”

Zheng Ming stopped and stood in place with his arms crossed. At this time, there seemed to be countless silver needles circling and flying in his eyes, and the cold light flickered.

"Now! I'll show you! What is the real swordplay! ”

In the loud roar of each word, countless small flying swords like schools of fish shot straight into the air from his eyes, constantly growing against the wind.

Zheng Ming's body, like a gelatinous viscous pitch-black liquid, continued to spread out in all directions.

"Go."

I saw him pointing at the sky like a sword. Clusters of liquid suddenly flew out of the black liquid, and quickly condensed into swords of different shapes in midair, which matched and merged with the group of swords hovering in the sky as a carrier.

These are the spirit swords he once had in the endless years and reincarnation in the illusion, and each one of them has received his "endowment" and has been refined into the sword pupil supernatural power by him.

Now in reality, there is a magic stone key that can condense the sword body, which saves the trouble of creating a sword that matches the sword spirit.

……

"This, this, this...... This seems to be the Sword Sect's method in Shu City? With this level of Ten Thousand Swords returning to the Sect, could it be that he is a disciple of the Sword Immortal Lord? No wonder the Lord of the Sword Sect would come to the fighting arena to watch the battle in person. ”

The slacker was half shocked, half induced. Although there is no inevitable connection between the two, "the Grim Reaper player has a great relationship with the Sword Immortal", and "the Sword Immortal personally went to the scene to cheer for the mad player" is indeed full of topicality, and there is no evidence to refute it for a short time.

Sure enough, as soon as the lazy man spoke, the mood at the scene suddenly became more than enthusiastic, and the audience talked about it a lot, and the support rate of both sides also reversed from the overwhelming advantage of the previous wine and sword idiot to the level of 4 or 6. Relying solely on the celebrity effect of the Sword Immortal and the unwarranted speculation between the two, Zheng Ming accounted for nearly 6% of the support.

"Ahem......"

It seemed that he couldn't stand it anymore, and in the other box next to Tianhao, where Bai Su was, there was a penetrating light cough.

Immediately after that, the faces of the slackers and the extremely frozen mages sitting in the floating commentary room changed suddenly, and they nodded with a serious look.

"Just now, the contemptible people were fortunate to have the Sword Immortal Lord personally transmit the voice. Lord Sword Immortal personally clarified that there is no relationship with the Reaper Player as we thought. However......" After the lazy man had whetted everyone's appetite, he continued to speak: "However, Lord Sword Immortal has given full affirmation to the Grim Reaper player, and has made it clear that he appreciates it very much!" ”

……

At the same time, in the box where the sword fairy was, the sword fairy, who was still dressed in a simple green shirt and a sword, stood aside with his hands on his shoulder, and said without looking back: "Satisfied?" ”

Behind him, Wu Jun slowly took a sip of hot tea and said indifferently: "Hmm." I'm sorry for you. ”

"Although we want to trust your judgment. But I still don't think we should interfere too much. The sword fairy reminded calmly with his back to everyone.

On the other side, the middle-aged strong man who was sitting on the sofa Mo Shan, hearing this, patted his bronze thighs in fear, and said with a piercing voice: "Hahaha, it's good not to interfere too much." It was as if the sturdy thighs made of copper and iron were slammed by him.

On the other side, with his fingers wrapped around the brown hair on his chest, Cyra, who was playing alone, had a slight upturn in the corners of his mouth, lest the world be chaotic and said, "Magic Mountain is right." You really should learn from the Magic Mountain. You see that the fighting arena under his management has gone so far, he doesn't have the slightest intention of interfering. It would be funny if that little guy was killed. I don't know which is more important in the eyes of Lord Ming, a human quasi-god of the flesh school or a little guy of unknown origin? ”

Wu Jun on the side felt Cyla's gaze, his face was expressionless, and he looked old-fashioned and serious.

"Hmph, Cylla, don't be troublesome. If that kid is really excluded, plotted, or even killed, it is also his lack of strength. Even if he has to help others settle this little thing, what is the value of his life? Demon Mountain glanced at Cyra maliciously and snorted coldly.

"I think you're too lazy to care about the mess. Look at the fighting arena under your command, which is also the most mixed in the realm of the Heavenly Descendants. Those small groups with many factions and huddling together for warmth are racking their brains every day to study how to fight! Hehe, it is worthy of being the place with the most foreign powers, and it is really not a place where there is much formal education, there is no place to fully accept our culture, and it is full of discrimination and xenophobia and ideological mistakes. ”

"Each other, the entertainment industry you are responsible for is not much better than ours. If it weren't for the strict monitoring of the central intelligent brain, I really don't know how many moths would have been made. ”

Seeing that Demon Mountain and Cyra were the first to quarrel, Wu Jun raised his voice and interrupted them.

"That's it!"

Then he looked at the people present and said pointedly: "It's impossible not to interfere. All four of us present have influenced his trajectory to a greater or lesser extent, intentionally or unintentionally. The next thing we have to do is to give him the right guidance, he has seen enough of the dark side, what we have to do is to let him see the bright side of us. A side that is worth desperately guarding! I think that's what Myodai wants to see. ”

Under Wu Jun's solemn reminder, the room fell into a brief silence. In the room, the four powerhouses who had a relationship with Zheng Ming at the family dinner had different expressions and looked at the battle situation below silently.

These four people who looked at the territory of the people who descended from the sky, all of them had a high status and were in charge of the powerhouses in various fields, and their eyes flashed with different lights when they looked at Zheng Ming.