Mu Yang planned to give Uncle Yang Mou a chance to pretend to be a match, and asked very modestly: "Uncle Yang, then tell me, who has a better chance of winning if these two people fight each other this time?" ”

Yang Mou touched his forehead, he was still relatively modest, and his words were not full: "Bai Qiu this person, I haven't watched his actual combat games a few times, and the videos that are occasionally circulated are basically hanging and beating, killing the opponent in a few moves, without any research value." The Curse Psychic Master is originally a profession with extremely high upper and lower limits, not to mention that he doesn't know his totem yet.

"If I have to choose one, I will win if I choose Wei Cicada. The winner should be on the seven-three. After all, Wei Cicada's victory rate is placed there, and if he can train with Huangfu Fuhuo, the lower limit of actual combat is also guaranteed. What's more, a player like Wei Cicada who kills the stream in seconds also has a certain restraint effect on the curse mental power master who needs time and space buffer. Before they could make a move in front of Wei Cicada, many curse telekinesis masters were directly killed in seconds. ”

As the two spoke, Bai Qiu and Wei Chan in the center of the field on the screen, under the signal of the referee above, they had already put on an offensive posture on both sides.

Transparent films are eliminated.

The battle begins.

The first to make a move was Wei Cicada. His strengths are super-fast and destructive. After the trip to Tianhaixing, Wei Cicada didn't think about how to crack the causal transfer of the moon people for the time being, let alone Mu Yang's super-large range devouring souls. The only thing he can do is keep increasing his speed, getting faster, faster, faster to the limit.

Thousands of miles away, Mu Yang also clearly felt that the cicada had become stronger.

A knife was swung out and slashed directly at Bai Qiu on the other side of the field. The huge fluctuation of knife qi shook the transparent film protecting the audience at the edge of the arena and began to tremble slightly, and many reporters and spectators standing in the front row exclaimed. Even with the aftermath of the sword qi, even through this protective shield, they still felt the terrifying aura that destroyed the world.

This is the strength of Wei Cicada. He is the most offensive fighting telekinesis in the top 32, and I am afraid that except for the black dragon, which is known as the strongest defense, no other telekinesis division other than the top 32 will dare to confront him head-on.

And in the face of this knife, what will Bai Qiu do?

He is also recognized as the most powerful generation of telekinesis in the third cantilever, even if he loses to Wei Cicada here today, he will never be caught, but will fight for the dragon and contribute a wonderful game.

Everyone in the audience was watching him. Bai Qiu just stood in place, motionless. Letting the sword light in the sky roll towards him like a tidal wave, the sword wind tore Bai Qiu's coat inch by inch, cutting his skin, and blood danced in the air like a strip of wind.

Bai Qiu did not move at all. On the contrary, he took the initiative to face the fierce wind of Wei Cicada's knife, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and even showed a smile as if he was enjoying it.

He took a step forward and took the initiative to step into the sword wind of Wei Cicada, as if accelerating the collapse of his body. Everyone in the audience exclaimed, is this guy crazy? …… What is he going to do, to confront Wei Chan, a fighting telekinesis master? Had he forgotten that he was a cursed telekinesis?

Outside the screen, only Mu Yang's pupils shrank into two points: "This is ......"

He seemed to know what this guy was going to do in vain, who was also a curse telekinesis.

If he could, he really wanted to come to Wei Chan's side and remind him to leave. But it was too late.

The referee outside the field looked at the center of the field and frowned. Looking at the increasingly dense scars on Bai Qiu's body, they were even ready to force the end of the match. After all, this is just a rehearsal match, and there is no need to fight to this extent, or even kill people.

At this moment, something even more amazing happened, with Bai Qiu in the center of the field as the spot, a huge circle of white light erupted. The light was so bright that almost half of the people present were blinded. The light quickly engulfed the field occupied by Wei Cicada and Bai Qiu, enveloping the two fierce battles and the hob qi in it.

No one knows what's going on within the light.

The glow only lasted for a short time, and when the glow faded again, the center of the field was empty, and both men were gone.

Or, to be more precise, only Wei Cicada is the only one who has completely disappeared. And Bai Qiu only disappeared four-fifths of the way - the lower half of his body was gone, leaving only a head, still suspended in place, his eyes closed and motionless, as if he were closing his eyes in contemplation, and as if he was already in a state of death.

The audience exclaimed again!

Outside the field, Mu Yang clenched his fists tightly.

This vain request is very wrong......

An ominous premonition lingered in Mu Yang's heart. But if he were asked to describe this premonition accurately, he would not be able to say it.

"Wei Cicada was pulled into another world by Bai Qiu.

"Totems based on 'creating a new world' are very rare totems, but once they are awakened, their power is often immense.

"I'm afraid this is the first time Bai Qiu has shown his totem, although he has been prepared, but it is still unexpected."

Yang Mou's experience and practical experience are far greater than those of Mu Yang, and he analyzed it. But his expression was just as surprised now.

"The only thing that's strange is ......

"Even if it is a 'world' type totem, it usually directly pulls the two sides into a new space, and unless the totem telepathic master is killed, it is absolutely impossible to escape from it......

"But why does this totem of Bai Qiu, his head still remain in the original world?"

This is also the most puzzling place for Ling Muyang, the 300,000 viewers present, and the 300 million live viewers of the third cantilever.

Is there any point in keeping your head out there? It's a one-on-one battle, and there's nothing wrong with that, but if you're on the battlefield and the enemy attacks your skull?

Bai Qiu's head was suspended in mid-air, motionless, spinning silently. It's like not seeing the whispers of the people around him.

As time passed, Wei Chan and Bai Qiu, who were sucked in, never moved. No one knows what is in Bai Qiu's new world, and what the battle situation is inside.

At the same time, on the other side of the third cantilever, Black Dragon, Huangfu Fuhuo, Mai Xiaowei and other recognized favorites to win the championship are also watching this game.

To be honest, at the beginning of the game, they thought that Bai Qiu was the relatively weaker side. But after seeing this scene, the original lazy eyes of Black Dragon, Huangfu Fuhuo and others changed, and they became meticulous and carefully observed the game.

"This ...... What exactly is it? ”

This is not only Muyang's problem, but also the problem in the hearts of all spectators.