In the cave, Zhang Yang was meditating motionlessly to recover, surrounded by fragments of the blade of the knife, flashing with cold light, and a broken knife was inserted beside him. What Zhang Yang has been doing in these two days of retreat is to experiment with projection magic and replicate snow walking. In order to better understand the structure of Xuego, copy its composition materials and imitate its manufacturing technology, Zhang Yang did not hesitate to dismantle Xuego, and the fragments in this place are his masterpieces.

"It should work this time!"

Zhang Yang muttered to himself, and the Yuan Force surged in his body according to a specific magic circuit, and finally converged into Zhang Yang's palm, and a sword-like light cluster was forming.

Suddenly, the Yuan Force in his body began to be consumed rapidly, but Zhang Yang did not panic about this, but showed a happy smile. The Infinite Sword System will violently consume Yuan Power when creating something that is not available or recreating a destroyed object, but it will not consume mana when taking out the prepared weapon, which Zhang Yang knows.

Sure enough, as the Yuan Force was no longer consumed, what appeared in Zhang Yang's hand was a cold and shining Taidao, which was the snow that Zhang Yang copied.

"Sure enough, I have completely inherited the ability of Xue Walk, but the power has become lower." After Zhang Yang waved it, he made such an evaluation, which was also expected.

With a thought in his mind, Xue Xing was included in the inherent enchantment of the infinite sword system, and Zhang Yang left the cave mansion and walked towards the dueling arena in the center of Qi Tianling City.

There were many people near the dueling arena, and there was a lot of noise. In the past few days of brewing, the gambling fight between Zhang Yang and Jiang Mo, which was originally just a big event, has become like a grand event, attracting many people to watch.

Zhang Yang came here and squeezed in several times, but he couldn't rush in. There were so many people that the dueling arena was surrounded and impassable, especially the entrance, and it was impossible to enter at all.

The dueling arena is a sacred place, and the air is a forbidden space field, and it is not allowed to trespass.

"This brother, let's talk about it, can you make a way?" Zhang Yang pulled the clothes of the person in front of him and said loudly.

"Who are you, didn't you see that I'm still waiting, line up at the back, have a little quality, and enter in an orderly manner." The man rolled his eyes, there had been too much influx of foreign forces in the past few days, so there was almost no one to know Zhang Yang along the way.

"Why are there so many people?" Zhang Yang muttered.

"Nonsense, everyone is here to see the fanatics, and someone wants to tear the mecha by hand, aren't you here with this purpose?"

Zhang Yang was stunned, what the hell is the hand-tearing mecha, what has happened in the past few days? But this hand-torn mecha should be talking about himself......

"I come with a pious heart, and those who dare to tear mecha must be geniuses!" Zhang Yang said.

"I'm afraid you're not losing your mind, and you're in vain as my Shuzhong monk. The mecha is the highest crystallization that my ancestors in Shu have spent a lot of effort to develop, and now some people say that they want to tear it by hand, which is disrespectful to the ancestors! A young woman next to her spoke up and lectured.

"Don't you think that will be a feat, the traditional monk of the Heavenly Divine Martial Arts against the mecha, only the most powerful young jun would dare to do this!" Distinguish between the public.

As a result, a group of people are not satisfied, and here they verbally fight him and ridicule him.

Zhang Yang is like Zhuge Liang's tongue fighting against a group of Confucians, arguing with reason, arguing with a group of people, forming a strange scene at the door of the dueling arena, he is here alone and fighting with a group of people. For a while, it was very lively, with words and swords, you coming and going, and many people joining in. Of course, there are a few who agree with the flamboyant viewpoint, and they are pointed at their heads and sprayed wildly.

At this moment, a voice came from the dueling arena, asking if Zhang Yang had arrived and why he hadn't shown up, and some people even laughed and said that they didn't dare to come because they were scared.

Zhang Yang coughed and said, "Everyone, let me go, I should go in." ”

"What do you mean?" After arguing for such a long time and gathering a large group of people, naturally many people looked at him unpleasantly, how could they make way for him.

"emmm, didn't you hear the people inside shouting at me, if you don't go in, it will be too late." Explain it in a serious way.

"You...... Who are you? "Everyone has a faint feeling that something is not good.

"I'm flamboyant." Zhang Yang squeezed forward as he spoke, stepping into the dueling arena.

Outside the dueling arena, everyone was petrified, and a group of people were stupid, staring at each other with big eyes and dumbfounded. A group of people frying, never seen so brazen! The so-called arguments based on reason, tongue warfare, and Confucianism, are actually just Wang Po selling melons and boasting about herself.

"You're finally here, and today I'll pay back ten times the shame I suffered that day!" On the huge dueling arena, the coldness in Jiang Mo's eyes was like substance.

"That damn alien son really fell to level 31, hahaha the sky has eyes." There was a loud cry in the audience.

"Hey, did I bring my genetic evolution fluid?" Zhang Yang jumped onto the dueling group and asked Jiang Mo.

Qi Tianling's audience was in an uproar again, this guy was so arrogant that he had already tried to make the genetic evolution liquid his own bag.

"Boom!"

A bell rang, and the images of Zhang Yang and Jiang Mo were all projected on the huge screens located in various parts of the dueling arena, and a metal synthetic female voice sounded.

"Please both sides are in place, the duel will start in 10S, and the countdown will begin."

After the countdown sounded, Jiang Mo snorted coldly, with a trace of cruelty on the corner of his mouth. In a flash of light, a set of pitch-black metal full-body armor covered him, and his left and right hands turned into two pitch-black cannon holes, and the metal wings behind him spread out and floated in mid-air.

A professional in the firearms department, Zhang Yang couldn't help but think of his old friend Zhuo Bufan in his heart, and he didn't know what happened to those guys. When Zhang Yang came back to his senses, the countdown had reached 1. When they reached 0, Zhang Yang and Jiang Mo moved at the same time.

The most important thing for a firearms professional is distance, if they have a stable output space, they will let you know what a humanoid turret is.

Zhang Yang naturally understood this truth, and jumped out with a single step, rushing straight towards Jiang Mo. Jiang Mo also knew that Zhang Yang had incredible footwork, capable of displacing at a high speed, and while the metal wings continued to climb with him, a plasma protective shield opened.

"Boom!" "Boom!" ……

The two hand cannons in the left and right hands kept spitting tongues of fire, and beams of light flew one after another, but they had little effect in the face of Zhang Yang. In the sky, he continuously performed a momentary flamboyance like a ghost, and appeared in front of Jiang Mo in a few flashes.

"I've caught you, Sixty-one of the Bound Paths, Six Sticks of Light Prison!"

Six rays of light burst out, but they did not trap Jiang Mo as Zhang Yang expected, and they were blocked by the plasma shield before he was leaving. Seeing the stunned Zhang Yang for a moment, Jiang Mo smiled evilly: "Die!" ”

"Quantum Shock!"