Under the traction of the beam of the Qingyun Battle Platform, one hundred and ten players appeared on the Battle Platform at the same time.

The position where Zhang Wei appeared was a ring on the edge of the battle platform, looking out from here, the sky and the earth were vast and unobstructed, the blue sky was within reach, and the distant mountains were faintly visible, how could it be described as spectacular. Stimulated by this magnificent scenery, Zhang Wei felt that his mental power was more lively, so he looked at his opponent.

Opposite Zhang Wei was a foreign descendant, who was particularly burly, two heads taller than Zhang Wei, like a humanoid gorilla, and was also observing Zhang Wei.

While everyone was observing each other's opponents, Zhang Zhikun's voice resounded through the Qingyun Battle Platform in some way, "In the competition, everyone can use weapons, but for the sake of fairness, everyone will use the standard weapons provided on the spot, and they are not allowed to use their own spiritual weapons." Now start choosing your weapons. ”

Hearing this rule proposed by Zhang Zhikun, some people were obviously secretly relieved: if there is no level limit, if someone takes out a high-grade spirit weapon, then there is no need to fight, just surrender directly.

Zhang Wei glanced at the weapon rack, and there were a variety of weapons on it, and there was everything. With his previous personality, it might have been possible to choose a fancy weapon, but after being tempered by the cultivation space, Zhang Wei became a thorough pragmatist, so in line with the principle of familiarity, Zhang Wei chose a long knife, while the burly young man opposite chose a pair of fist gloves.

Just as everyone on the Qingyun Battle Platform was choosing weapons, fifty-five spiritual power light curtains appeared around the Qingyun Battle Platform, and what was displayed on them were the fifty-five rings of the Qingyun Battle Platform. Not only can the people watching the ceremony below, but even the residents of Purple Sakura Town can see it, so it can be said that it is a real-time broadcast.

Seeing that everyone had chosen their weapons, Zhang Zhikun decisively ordered "Let's start!"

As Zhang Zhikun's voice fell, battles broke out in fifty-five rings.

The young man opposite Zhang Wei rushed towards Zhang Wei before Zhang Zhikun's words fell, the orange spiritual power fluctuated on the surface of his body, showing the strong strength of his spiritual realm, and rushed to Zhang Wei in the blink of an eye, without hesitation, a straight fist blasted towards Zhang Wei's head, and a punch directly penetrated Zhang Wei's body, but the burly young man was not a little excited, but quickly moved sideways, and activated his spiritual power to protect his vital point, but unexpectedly, the imaginary attack did not come. Only then did he realize that four Zhang Wei had appeared in the field at some point, and each Zhang Wei was smiling at him.

"Doppelganger? no, it shouldn't be a doppelganger, it should be an afterimage formed at high speed" After the young man made a judgment, he no longer attacked indiscriminately, but did a good job of defense, and at the same time silently operated the exercises.

"I can't see that you really have two hits, and it's no wonder that my brother is planted in your hands," said the young man.

"Your brother?" Zhang Weifa asked, unsure of where the voice was coming from.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is a noble person who forgets things, yesterday he punched my brother to a serious injury, and today I forgot, my brother Wang Kai, I am Wang Huan. The young man said.

"I see, no wonder you killed as soon as you came up," Zhang Wei said clearly.

"Hehe, do you think you can help me if you're fast?" Wang Huan shouted, and at the same time poured spiritual power into his fists and smashed them towards the ground.

Boom! I saw that where Wang Huan's fists landed, a bright yellow circle of light spread out layer by layer, covering most of the ring.

Zhang Wei happened to be swept by this layer of aperture, only to feel that his body sank, his movements slowed down, and the afterimage formed slowly disappeared.

It turns out that this is a skill similar to the gravitational field, which has a great restraint effect on the speed-type monk. Zhang Wei released his spiritual power, and clearly felt that the surrounding earth elements were constantly fluctuating, "It turned out to be an earth attribute attack skill, no wonder." ”

Since the spiritual power can be "seen", Zhang Wei simply closed his eyes. And this was seen by Wang Huan, and he thought that Zhang Wei gave up the struggle after the speed was broken, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and rushed towards Zhang Wei quickly, "Boy, it's useless for you to regret it now, I will definitely avenge my brother." ”

Just as Wang Huan rushed in front of Zhang Wei again, Zhang Wei opened his eyes and smiled at Wang Huan: "It's you who should really regret it." As he spoke, he pointed out, and a wall of earth suddenly appeared between him and Wang Huan. Wang Huan couldn't avoid it, and he collided with the earthen wall with a bang, making him dizzy. Before he could come back to his senses, he saw a blue hand poking out of the dust and clasping it around his neck, and a stream of spiritual power instantly invaded his body and blocked his movements.

"You!" Wang Huan was pinched by Zhang Wei's neck and lifted up, the shock in his heart was incomprehensible, and at the same time, a thick fear appeared from his eyes.

Zhang Wei considered whether to kill this guy, but he thought that killing such a small person was too cheap, so he didn't start in the end, and threw Wang Huan out of the ring like garbage. As soon as Wang Huan was thrown out of the ring, a light wrapped him and left the Qingyun Battle Platform.

Zhang Wei was the only one left in the ring, and although there were people in other rings who finished their matches, at least half of them were still fighting their opponents. Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Wei carefully recalled the game just now. The earth wall that appeared out of thin air when Wang Huan rushed up was not the product of pure spiritual power, but Zhang Wei mobilized a large number of earth elements gathered due to Wang Huan's skills, combined with his own spiritual power to condense it, but he didn't expect the effect to be very good, the hardness was enough, and he knocked that Wang Huan into a meat, and he took the opportunity to subdue him with the Qinglong Detective.

It is said that there is also an element of luck, if it weren't for the effect of Wang Huan's punch, Zhang Wei wouldn't have condensed into that wall of earth so quickly, if he wanted to use attribute attacks in the subsequent battle, he had to mobilize the power of the elements in advance and charge his strength. If Wang Huan knew that he had lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot, I don't know how he would feel.

After this battle, Zhang Wei also realized a part of the power of spiritual power, and had greater confidence in his victory.

As soon as Mo was about to burn incense, all the competitions in the ring were over, and at this time, there was a Dao beam of light wrapped in the winning group of people, flying into the air, only to see the rings below slowly merge, forming 27 larger rings, and then everyone was assigned to these rings. When the people in the ring stood firm, everyone looked up, because there was still a person there who did not fall, indicating that this person had a bye.

After seeing the person clearly, only a small number of people looked confused, because they didn't know him. It was a thin young man, pale-skinned and slightly sickly, holding a standard long sword in his hand.

Everyone shook their heads, their attention falling on their opponents.

Zhang Wei also noticed this young man, although the young man seemed weak, but in his perception, the young man seemed to be a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the person and the sword were inseparable from each other, forming a resonance.

"This is?" Zhang Wei was a little surprised, because it was obviously not a spiritual reaction, but a spiritual realm, although it was not as strong and concise as Zhang Wei, but it was extremely pure and free of impurities.

"Boy, don't look at it, that's the sword genius of our Zhangfu Mo family, comprehending the sword intent, and now it is the realm of the unity of man and sword" The young man on the other side said, with envy in his words. "Now, let me Zhao Yi come to meet you, and see how many catties and taels your kid has, and he can actually beat Wang Huan. ”

Zhang Wei couldn't figure it out, but he still had to deal with the enemy first.

Zhang Wei made a gesture of please to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi saw that Zhang Wei was like this, and he was not pretentious, he raised his spear and stabbed at Zhang Wei, under the shroud of spiritual power, Zhang Wei also judged the trajectory of the spear in advance, and kept dodging, and it was really inevitable that he would use the long knife in his hand to swing the attack away. After more than ten rounds of intersecting between the two, Zhao Yi's face gradually became solemn, he had a strong feeling that his attack was seen through by the other party, because no matter how he attacked, he couldn't touch the other party, you must know that one inch is long and one inch strong, but now his spear did not play a little advantage, but was gradually approached by the other party.

"No, you have to show your real skills" Zhao Yi played a false trick, and when he was about to retreat and organize a new round of stronger counterattacks, Zhang Wei on the opposite side suddenly moved, as if he had seen through Zhao Yi's false moves, before Zhao Yi withdrew from the battle circle, Zhang Wei disappeared in place, leaving only a faint afterimage, which was already behind Zhao Yi when he reappeared, and the long knife in his hand was already on the back of Zhao Yi's neck, as long as he was willing, he could behead Zhao Yi at any time.

Feeling the chill coming from his skin, Zhao Yi had goosebumps all over his body, and his heart was full of bitterness, because he hadn't used his true strength yet, and the result came out.

"I admit defeat!" Zhao Yi didn't drag his feet.

"Promised" Zhang Wei clenched his fist at him. Of course, he could see Zhao Yi's unwillingness, and he also understood that Zhao Yi had not really exerted his strength under mental induction, but this is the reality, the lion fights the rabbit, and it still needs all his strength, not to mention the situation that the strength is not much different, this is just on the field, and after that, he really fights against the enemy, and if he is not careful, he will die, and no one will wait for you to hold back the big move, unless you are an idiot. Zhang Wei had long understood this truth in the Heavenly Sword Realm.

"This kid has a good heart" Huang Jianyi in the stands said to Zhikun, originally he had been paying attention to Mo Yu, the genius of the Mo family. It wasn't until he happened to see Zhang Wei's defeat of Zhao Yi that the soldier master shifted his attention.

"That's right, this kid made a decisive move, without dragging his feet, I really didn't expect the Zhang family to produce such a young and handsome man, if he can enter my Heavenly Netherworld Sect to cultivate, he will definitely become a great weapon."

Zhang Zhikun looked at Zhang Wei on the light curtain, his eyes changed, and he also said softly: "Yes, I really didn't expect it." ”

At this time, Zhang Wei was perceiving the so-called sword intent, and he didn't expect that he had been noticed by the big man below, just when he had a rough guess about this sword intent, a miserable scream came into his ears, hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Wei suddenly looked back at the direction where the sound came from, and saw that at the end of the sight, Zhang Ling was falling from the ring, and there seemed to be many small wounds on her body that were spraying blood outward, and before she landed, she became a bloody person.

Zhang Wei was flawed.