At this moment, everyone only felt that the Heavenly Peak was crumbling, as if it would fall at any time, and the coercion and panic that shook the soul might be difficult to dissipate for a while.

Zhong Zihao's eyes flashed, the strength of the martial arts in this battle was a few points higher than the one against him, but he was also crushed by Mo Wuya.

And it seems that Mo Wuya still has some strength left!

Looking at the thunder in the sky that had not yet dissipated, Zhong Zihao suddenly thought of Zi Ling.

He always had a feeling of being extremely weird, even if it was the power of the innate thunder spirit body, it was no more refined than the thunder power controlled by the purple spirit.

If you have to say that the strength of the two is comparative, I am afraid that today's Zi Ling can easily crush Mo Wuya.

When I think of Zi Ling, I inevitably think of Murong Wan, but where is Yiren now?

The last time she saw Murong Wan, the strength she showed casually had subverted Zhong Zihao's cognition, and he could even be sure that Wan'er was stronger than Gongsun Bo at that time.

But even Murong Wan, who is so cultivated, still can't solve the crisis faced by the family, what kind of terrifying existence will the enemy she face?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Zihao once again felt that he was too weak!

"No, the progress of cultivation is still too slow, I have to do everything I can to improve my strength and find Wan'er!"

"Boom!"

A loud bang pulled everyone's thoughts back, and Wu Yan fell to the ground hard, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust.

"Poof...... Poof!"

Two mouthfuls of blood spurted out in a row, and Wu Yan's face regained a trace of human color, and he looked up at Mo Wuya, who was slowly falling, and sighed in his heart.

He had done his best, but he blamed the Innate Thunder Spirit Body for being too powerful!

At this moment, the martial artist's breath was sluggish, the injury was too serious, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, and the white-robed old man shook his head slightly, and could only act as a coolie again.

Wu Yan was defeated, the ranking order remained unchanged for the time being, and the challenge started from the beginning, returning to Lin Yifeng, who was ranked tenth.

"I give up!"

Lin Yifeng did not hesitate, and unusually simply gave up the qualification to challenge.

What everyone didn't expect was that not only Lin Yifeng, but also a few people at the bottom of the ranking actually made the same choice, until Gu Xuan, who ranked fifth, she pondered for a while, but she still didn't have the courage to continue to challenge.

Zhong Zihao ranked fourth, and it was only a moment to his side.

"Brother Wu Ming, don't you mind having a fight, right?"

Turning around and glancing at Wu Ming next to him, Zhong Zihao stood up, fell directly into the field, and invited.

He sent out an invitation here, and the enthusiasm of the strong people who had just fallen silent was instantly ignited, and the strength of the innate blood spirit body was obvious to all, and the power of the other person's sword was beyond doubt.

If these two fight, it is bound to be a wonderful drama that should not be missed!

Even, there are some strong people who have begun to move their feet, if these two guys also burst out with destructive power like Mo Wuya and Wu Yan, they will suffer from unwarranted disasters if they get close.

The eyes of most of the powerhouses in the audience were on Wu Ming, and when they saw the latter get up, a thunderous shout had already sounded in the field.

However, Wu Ming's actions puzzled everyone.

I saw that he did not sweep into the room, but stepped down a step forward, came directly to the stone chair in front of Zhong Zihao, and sat down.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Wu Ming grinned: "Brother Zhong, this challenge is still waived, my strength should be different from yours, I admit defeat!"

As soon as these words came out, not only everyone up and down the Heavenly Peak, but even Zhong Zihao was a little dumbfounded.

How strong Wu Ming's strength is, Zhong Zihao knows very well, and he also has an innate spirit body, this kind of character naturally has his pride, who would have thought that he would admit defeat in public.

"Brother Wu Ming, in fact, our strength is only between the two of us, how can we easily determine the result before we have fought?" Zhong Zihao said with a straight face.

"No need Brother Zhong, I've been observing you for a long time, and when you're strong, you're strong, and the feeling you give me is bottomless, and I'm not sure about you at all. And I believe that you still have the means that you have not revealed!"

Wu Ming is quick to speak, he is like this, straight to the point, and will not beat around the bush.

Of course, he also has some ideas in doing this, hoping that Zhong Zihao will maintain his peak condition and challenge Mo Wuya.

Everyone was surprised again when they heard this, especially Mo Wuya, who immediately turned his head to stare at Zhong Zihao.

Mo Wuya had already inquired about Wu Ming's situation, and knew that the Blood Spirit Body had a means to be able to perceive the strength of other people's qi and blood, so as to judge the strength of the opponent's combat power.

In the past, he only regarded this as a rumor, but judging from today's situation, I am afraid that it is true!

The most surprised person was none other than Zhong Zihao, but he didn't say anything, but solemnly clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you Brother Wu Ming for your humility!"

This challenge without gunpowder smoke is probably the fastest end since the start of the ranked battle, and what is even more unbelievable is that the side that admits defeat is actually the owner of the dignified innate spirit body.

Zhong Zihao rolled his eyes, but this time he looked at Wu Yan: "I'll wait for you to heal in an hour, and then fight me!"

Speaking to Wu Yan, Zhong Zihao was not so polite, mainly because he always felt that this person had bad intentions towards him.

After a moment of pranayama, although Wu Yan was still unable to move, it was naturally no problem to speak.

"No, I've already had a duel with you, I'm not your opponent!"

In fact, judging from the strength shown by Wu Yan and Mo Wuya's battle, he does have the qualifications to fight with Zhong Zihao for another game, and he originally planned to do so.

However, after the duel against the Thunder Spirit Body just now, he was beaten half to death by Mo Wuya, and it was impossible for him to return his physical condition to his peak in an hour. The most important thing is that the Heavenly Immortal Seal was damaged again after being crushed by the five thunderbolts.

If you can't show your strength, what else can you do to fight the other party?

Wu Yan also has bitterness and can't say it, but now on this occasion, what else can he do!

"Take!"

Zhong Zihao was not polite, and said with a slight fist.

Tens of thousands of spectators were dumbfounded, there would be such a dramatic scene in the top ten qualifying battle, this guy just moved his lips and won two games in a row?

It was still two of the top three spot challenges, allowing him to climb directly from fourth to second!

I'm afraid that in tens of thousands of years of competition, this is the first time that such an unbelievable duel has been dueled, right?

When Zhong Zihao's eyes looked at Mo Wuya, the audience immediately erupted in overwhelming cheers, this year's first god son would only be born among the two of them.

However, at this moment, Zhong Zihao was a little hesitant, is there any need to fight for this first?

"Since you're hesitant, why don't I challenge you!"

Mo Wuya suddenly got up, and his clear voice spread throughout the Killing Plains.

(End of chapter)