Chapter 8: The Seven Stars Appear
"It's really surprising that you're also a third-order battle master. ”
There was gloom in Marco's eyes, as a little genius of the Qingyun Sect, his sense of superiority had always been strong, but at this moment, he was provoked by a young man who appeared out of thin air, how could he bear it?
The battle spirit in the field was wanton, Duan Wuya lowered his head and said nothing, directly raised his right palm, and slapped at the opponent between the churning of the battle qi, and the movement made Marco's pupils shrink slightly.
"Boy, although you hide deeply, you can't scare me!"
Marco's figure dodged the attack, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Duan Wuya's body, and directly smashed his fist into the air: "Crazy Lion Fist!"
The battle qi seemed to turn into a mighty lion, constantly roaring, the strong wind blew the faces of everyone in the ring, the two battle qi collided in the air, and after the muffled sound, it ended in a draw, Duan Wuya was raising his hand to clamp Marco's fist.
"Hmph!" the blow failed, and the latter was surprised and wanted to retreat at the same time.
"Since you're here, don't go. ”
At this time, Duan Wuya raised his head suddenly, and he grabbed Marco's arm with his palm and clawed it hard, and the latter's body suddenly lost its balance and turned towards him.
"Punch!"
The power that had been gathering on his right arm for a long time exploded, and the fist slammed into Marco's head with great speed, and the latter was startled and was about to dodge, but a strange force on his shoulder kept him from moving.
"Not good!"
After the exclamation, only a muffled sound of "Peng" was heard, and the whole ring seemed to shake slightly, and everyone saw that Marco's head was firmly struck, and then the whole body was rubbed into the ground under brute force, and the originally hard granite actually appeared in a large area of cracks.
Duan Wuya's punch can be described as extremely fierce, making people smack their tongues, and the audience's faces are flushed and their hearts are beating wildly.
"Wow! It's another trick! It's too cruel, I like it!" someone couldn't help but admire.
"Is this guy also a member of Jinling? Why haven't I heard of it before, it's so powerful, he actually beat the genius of the Qingyun Sect to the point that he didn't have the strength to fight back, it's so relieving!"
For a while, the original decadent aura of the talents in Jinling City reversed again, and everyone had a sense of shame, and Wu Xiangyun covered his mouth with his small hands, not knowing what to say.
Even everyone in the Qingyun Sect looked at this side in distraction, obviously not expecting this result at all.
"Huh?"
In the middle of the field, Duan Wuya's face did not relax in the slightest, although Ma Ke received a heavy punch from him, he quickly got up again, and a few brisk steps widened the distance, and the pain on his skull made him angry at this moment.
"Damn bastard, you forced me!"
He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and in the heart of his eyebrows, there was actually a sharp blue light flashing.
Duan Wuya's color finally changed, his figure quickly retreated, and the position where he was originally standing was slashed by several strange energy in the next moment, and deep knife marks appeared on it.
There was a commotion in the field, and the only ones who could remain calm were the people of the Qingyun Sect.
Zhao Li's eyes flashed, and her pretty face was full of excitement: "I'm finally going to use that means... Bastard, you dare to provoke my brother, wait to bear the wrath. ”
Qin Hai's eyes welled up with helplessness: "Hey, little guy, although you have excellent talent, I'm afraid you will still lose this duel..... Maybe you don't know it, Marco has a magic weapon that can force him to this point, and you are still glorious even if you are defeated. ”
At this moment, Qin Hai also held his breath, and his face rarely showed excitement.
Divine Weapons are a special ability that belongs to the War Master, but most people will not be able to awaken this magical power in their lifetime, because it requires extremely high talent.
The divine soldier's strength to the master has improved tremendously, and in this way, the current situation seems to be extremely unfavorable to Duan Wuya.
Now Marco swept away the previous decline, and his confidence returned to his face: "Bastard, let you see what true power is, the divine soldier is now - the Seven Star Knife!"
The roar rang out, and everyone was stunned, because of the piercing term: Divine Soldier!
The heads of the family looked at each other, and they were a little distracted - it was rumored that the Qingyun Sect had been absorbing fresh bloodlines in the past few years, and among them, several demons who had awakened divine soldiers were born, and now this horse was actually one of them?
"No wonder the old fox dared to promise the Qingling Pill, it turned out to have such hole cards...... It seems that Jinling City is destined to lose face today. Someone couldn't help but sigh.
The moment Marco showed the divine soldier, there seemed to be no suspense in this battle, and everyone in the Eight Extremes Continent knew what the divine soldier represented, that was the absolute rule of force.
Their eyes all turned to the long cyan knife that was dripping and flying, and their eyes welled up with strong envy.
Marco's expression was rampant, although his divine weapon was cultivated and was not as powerful as the innate divine soldier, but being able to have a "weapon type" that was the main killing weapon was enough to make him laugh at his peers.
Looking at Duan Wuya, who was full of strange faces on the other side, he finally couldn't help but sneer: "Truly... I'll repay you for that punch...."
With a cruel smile, he beckoned quickly, and the seven-star knife suddenly roared, sparks burst out in the air, and the cold light of the blade flashed and looked extremely handsome, worthy of the name of the divine soldier.
"Give me a chop. ”
With killing intent, the Seven Star Sword roared out, and many people secretly shrunk their necks, looking at Duan Wuya with sympathy.
Because of the previous humiliation, Marco had already moved the real killing intent, and the knife light slashed, only to hear a "poof" sound, and a touch of bright red burst out.
Duan Wuya has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, and he is used to seeing the knife in his hand falling to the ground, so he is naturally not a kind person, after feeling Marco's murderous intent, he also gushed out ruthlessly, standing in the middle of the field without retreating, and directly received a seven-star knife slash with his bare hands.
The battle qi on the surface of his body was instantly smashed, and the sharp knife cut his arm into a deep blood mark, and he was forced to retreat, not only was he not afraid, but laughed a little excitedly: "Okay! The power of the divine weapon is really extraordinary, just an ordinary slash can smash my body protection battle qi, but only to this extent, but I can't help it!"
Enduring the severe pain, he looked up at his opponent, and actually hooked his finger at the horse, the provocation was strong, the latter's face was immediately gloomy, and the swords in front of him gathered again, and several swords burst out at the same time.
"Megalomaniacal boy, I'd like to see how many times you can counteract!?"
Duan Wuya was still standing in place, and his battle qi was urged to the limit by him.
"Puff puff~" After a round of slashing, the clothes on his body were already tattered, and blood stains appeared in many places, but he still gritted his teeth and survived.
This tenacious posture made everyone secretly startled, but Zhao Shanhe frowned deeply, and the familiarity in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"Who the hell is this little ghost?"
He recognized the talented juniors in Jinling City, but the kid who suddenly appeared at the moment gave him a very strange feeling, although his face was unfamiliar, but the breath on his body made him feel a sense of déjà vu.
Trying his best to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhao Shanhe's eyes flashed with a cold light: "No matter who you are, if you dare to threaten my family Li'er's status in the Qingyun Sect, I will not spare you." ”