People suddenly discovered that Sima Bisheng, who was almost a foot tall, wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, holding two iron rods about five feet long and with an eight-sided face, was also a fierce opponent of all the young masters in this competition.

"Fourth Order again?" Zhang Feng waved the two extra-long battle knives in his hand: "Even if all the young masters in the world gather together, are these fourth-order masters too much?" When did the fourth-order master become like a mouse? ”

The referee on the side shook his head again and again when he heard this, how many billions of people in the mainland are here, the young heroes of the world gather here, and the two slaps in front of the fourth-order young master Ming can almost be counted.

Nameless, Tang Benmu, Mingjian, Zhang Feng, Sima Bisheng, as well as the defeated Zhao Lengtong, the Son of Light, Xiao Tianci, Wang Ruolin, and Hercules and Nalan Firmament, who have never shown their fourth-order combat power, but everyone knows that they must have fourth-order combat power.

Finally, there is also the disaster that was killed by Nameless, Fabreth who was just chopped by Domotoki in an episode, where are there any fourth-order masters?

Among the hundreds of millions of Li people, just a few fourth-order masters were even said to be rampant like rats, and the referee even had the idea of immediately ruling Zhang Feng to lose.

Of course, this kind of thought, the referee only dares to think about it in his own mind, if he really does that, even if there is a fourth-order master to escort him, the probability of him being able to get out of the arena is estimated to be less than one percent, and there are all the spectators inside and outside the arena, it is strange not to tear him apart, Zhang Feng's popularity is still very strong.

"There are also strong and weak fourth-order." Sima Bisheng gently shook the iron rod in his hand that seemed to be burned red by the extreme flames, and took advantage of his height to look down at Zhang Feng and said disdainfully: "Fabregas is also a fourth-order, and he was not killed by Tang Motomu with a sword. ”

"That's right." Zhang Feng nodded in agreement: "You are still a little self-aware, knowing that your fourth-order rookie is like the gap between Fabregas's fool and Don Motoki compared to me, a fourth-order real powerhouse." ”

"You~!" Sima Bisheng's murderous aura immediately skyrocketed a lot.

"Hahahaha...... My dear brother, you can't even speak to me with that stupid mouth. Sima was invincible, slapped the table with both hands and shouted with laughter: "Zhang Feng's ruffian's mouth, I can't compare." Are you hurting people by competing with him? You're the one who is really dazed in this ring! Brother, I bet on your defeat, for the sake of my not rich money bag, you must lose beautifully! ”

Audience, look at me, I look at you, what kind of brother is this? His brother lost in a fight with others, not only did this Sima Invincible not stand up for him, but shouted loudly, he bought his brother and lost, and he wanted his brother to lose beautifully?

Out of righteousness, the people pointed the food in their hands at Sima Invincible again, regardless of whether he had any magic shields, and then smashed his breath first.

Nameless regretted coming to this commentary seat, Sima Wushu flipped through the words that seemed to be a bastard, and had successfully reminded Sima Bisheng, who was angered by Zhang Feng, to calm down again, and those throws attracted by him also successfully diverted his attention from reminding his brother.

"Really?" Sima Bisheng laughed instead of being angry: "Then, show me your strength and let me see how much garbage comes out of a garbage gathering place like the trap camp." ”

Zhang Feng's smiling face became gloomy for the first time, and his arrogant and arrogant aura suddenly became extremely cold: "What did you just say? ”

"You're garbage, the whole camp is garbage." Sima Bisheng said seemingly relaxedly, every muscle in his body was on alert, and the murderous aura on Zhang Feng's body clearly told everyone that he was really angry.

"Pull ......"

"Trash!" Like a thunderstorm, it suddenly exploded in Sima Bisheng's ears, and under the extremely flame and fighting qi of the fourth-order combat power, Sima Bisheng's ears were still ringing in the ears, and the two swords in Zhang Feng's hands that wanted to kill him smashed towards Sima Bisheng like a storm.

"Sima will win."

Liu Qiang's conclusion was immediately met with a group of gloomy soldiers nodding in agreement: "Play him to death!" ”

Everyone has reverse scales, the nameless reverse scales are all the people in the camp that Little Apple is trapped, and the counterscales of everyone in the camp are not nameless, and Little Apple and other companions in the camp are trapped?

As the first soldiers to join Nameless, the pride in Nameless and the trapped camp has feelings that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. Others can call any of them sludge, garbage, waste, scum, and they just laugh and say thank you.

But, if someone says that the nameless trap camp is a garbage army, sorry! The ruffians, who have always had a super good temper, can immediately turn into mad tigers.

The trap camp is their second home! Even for many lone ruffians, trapping the camp is their only home! All the people trapped in the camp are their family, their dearest relatives!

Insult me? OK! Insulting my home? My family! Damn it! Give me all the death! That's what all the trapped soldiers think!

"Sima will win! You're fucking going to die! Zhang Feng's knife revealed a strong smell of death.

Sima Bisheng desperately waved two iron rods to block Zhang Feng's knife, the knife that was a few points faster than the sound of the wind, was slashed and didn't even have a chance to be crippled, and he would definitely die if he was stabbed.

The two figures in the ring moved at high speed, and the sound of weapons colliding was dense, as if dozens of people were slashing each other with knives, and people only saw sparks splashing in the ring.

Sima Bisheng was in the mood to cry, he was also present to watch the battle between Zhang Feng and Kou Lingfeng last time, and after he went back, he simulated speculation many times, and found the weakness of Zhang Feng's stunt before he made a move.

He really wanted to provoke Zhang Feng, and forcing the other party to make a move was a big killer move, which might be the most energy-saving way to win. However, he never thought that a sentence of garbage could provoke Zhang Feng to such an extent, the two knives seemed to be slashing and slashing in an orderly manner, but they cooperated seamlessly, and there were almost no serious flaws in the gap, even if the flaws were occasionally exposed, they could break Zhang Feng's attack, but they could not severely damage Zhang Feng, and they could not achieve any effect.

This kind of desperate fighting style that is not a special move, it seems that the power of each blow is not the strongest force, but the danger is no less than the battle of the special move competition.

After all, Zhang Feng is holding a knife in his hand, a knife that can easily split people in half.

"My brother is so handsome! Go on! Block a few hundred more, a few thousand, even if Zhang Feng can't kill you, he will tire you to death! Sima Invincible shouted loudly again: "Brother, I love you!" In order to earn gambling money for my brother and me, you even bravely resisted the unfair arrangement of the family. ”

Roar!

Sima Bisheng suddenly roared, his fighting spirit suddenly compressed and erupted, and the two iron rods shook Zhang Feng's battle knife, and quickly retreated to the side, his arms trembled slightly, and he looked at Sima Invincible with a little gratitude.

The people in the entire arena didn't know why Sima Bisheng suddenly retreated after Sima Invincible shouted, at least Sima Bisheng, who was on the side of letting go and being beaten, did not show any disadvantage, and continuing to fight did not necessarily mean that the heirs of this heroic family would lose.

If you continue to fight, it won't be long before Sima will win and lose! This secret, in the entire fighting arena, only a few core figures of the Sima family know the reason.

"The second artifact of the Sima family turned out to be in the hands of this waste. The crown of super sensibility! It is claimed that it can know the opponent's attack trajectory in advance at the moment the opponent launches the attack, so as to easily break the opponent's attack. This is the real reason why Sima Bisheng can win every battle. In the corner of the rest area, Sima Qingshan, who only had a first-order combat power but rushed into the top sixty-three, smiled coldly: "Don't think that the artifact is a good thing that anyone can use!" The crown of super sense consumes a lot of mental power of the user, if you don't defeat Zhang Feng quickly, when the user can't concentrate, he will definitely lose! ”

Sima Bisheng's face was as usual, only on his forehead, which others couldn't see, sweat was already oozing slightly. Zhang Feng's attack was too fast! If it weren't for the help of the Crown of Super Sense, it would have been impossible for him to block such a crazy and intensive attack of this madman with his own fourth-order combat power alone.

"Called? Just what you would call? Zhang Feng thrust the war knife in his hand into the ring, and once again lifted the weight of the bracers and other burdens on his body, crackling, and every item smashed on the ground, cracking the slate immediately.

Boom!

Grabbing the two combat knives inserted into the ground, Zhang Feng's pressure immediately soared again.

Sima Bisheng's blood-boiling heart immediately cooled by half, when he just shook Zhang Feng's double knife, his arm was still a little sore, are the people who are trapped in the camp really crazy? The weight that he lost from defeating Kou Lingfeng last time was still wearing it on his body today in the fourth-order battle.

Arrogant? Or ignorance? Everyone in the fourth-order battle is equal in strength, if there is no opportunity to lose the weight, wouldn't it be a loss if you lose?

The Extreme Flame Fighting Qi had been raised to the limit at the beginning of the war, and Sima Bisheng's strength could not be improved, so the only way to improve his combat power was to transfer it to the artifact.

"The Crown of Super Sense, Second Paragraph ......"

Sima Bisheng's body trembled suddenly, and his high head quickly lowered.

After a moment of silence, Sima Bisheng slowly raised his head again and revealed, the pair of eyes, which were black at first, have now completely turned gray-brown, and the black pupils are particularly eye-catching.

Sima Bisheng's face was expressionless, and he looked at Zhang Feng with unprecedented confidence: "All the attacks in the world have been seen through by me. ”

The extremely hot fighting qi was still surging with irritating heat, but the referee's body was surging with a strange cold current.

"Really? How about trying to defeat Kou Lingfeng? ”

"Pressure Yuan Slash?" Sima Wushu smiled a little weirdly: "You will be defeated by your own pressure yuan." ”

"The crown of super sense, the second paragraph?" Sima Qingshan's smile became even more weird: "Clever! Saving your life is the most important thing. Even if it hurts the body, it is better than being slashed by someone. The second stage of the crown of super sense, which is an artifact power that can help the user find the enemy's flaws faster. But this kind of consumption is not something that anyone can consume, even if you are a fourth-order master. After this one, tomorrow's battle can be directly abstained. ”

"Unknown General, do you personally think that this battle will be won by my brother or by your powerful subordinates?"

Sima Wushu asked the hearts of many viewers, and Nameless frowned: "Sima Bisheng's helmet is a little problematic, and there is a special power in it. ”

"It is the crown of the Sima family's heirloom artifact." There were also knowledgeable people in the crowd who guessed the origin of the helmet at once.

In the Divine Dragon Kingdom, the names of the artifacts are not really unknown to anyone, but few people have seen the appearance and function of the artifacts, and only the core characters of the five heroes can know the advantages and disadvantages of their artifacts.

"Oh, insightful." Sima Wushu laughed lightly, and admitted the existence of the artifact without concealing it: "Then, I'll tell you about the powerful ability of the Super Sense Crown!" As long as the user wears the crown of super sense, he can have the ability to predict the opponent's attack, and even find the Achilles heel of the opponent's attack in an instant. Mr. Zhang Feng, I advise you not to use the stunt that defeated Kou Lingfeng last time. Something of that level, in the case of the crown of super sense, can only be used once at most. If you use it again for the second time, you will definitely fail! ”

Anticipate attacks in advance? And identify weaknesses? Is there any need to continue in this ring? In the face of an artifact that can predict attacks, no matter how strong Zhang Feng is, what is the use? The people who supported Zhang Feng cooled down all of a sudden.

This is the difference between the famous and the commoners, they may not be strong enough to be proud of others, but they have artifacts that can help them win in battle!

"Humph! That's right! The stunt that came out of the garbage barracks is also garbage. Sima Bisheng looked down at Zhang Feng from above: "If there is a new stunt, let's use a new one." Don't use that unpopular thing to insult my Sima family's artifact super sense crown. ”

"Haha......" Zhang Feng looked up to the sky and laughed twice, his eyes flashed, and he pointed at Sima Bisheng and shouted: "The two of you brothers sing and harmonize, it's just that you want to force me to use the pressure yuan again." Based on my last name, I can ignore the provocations of both of you. But today, I'm going to tell you one thing, don't think that a bird's nest on the top of your head is a artifact! Lao Tzu will use the pressure yuan to slash! ”

The earth suddenly burst into flames, and the fourth-order Vajra strength was matched with the fourth-order rocket legs, and the huge recoil force made Zhang Feng's speed incredibly fast, so fast that the other top young masters in the rest area couldn't help but gasp.

Knife flash! A stream of blood erupted from Sima Bisheng's shoulder! The sword light flashed again, and Sima Bisheng's arm spurted out a stream of blood again.

How can it be? Sima Bisheng was actually injured? The people in the stands were stunned by the sudden reversal of the scene. The opponent wears an artifact that can predict all attacks: the crown of sense!

Zhang Feng's speed is too fast, Sima Bisheng is with the crown of super sense, he can predict Zhang Feng's attack method in advance, but his body can't preempt Zhang Feng, make counterattacks or even block moves.

"Sima's waste firewood, how do you feel? Look at the knives! ”

Sima Bisheng's arm had another deep scar visible to the bone.

"The crown of super senses? Phew! As a martial artist, if you don't cultivate your spiritual sense, you rely on external objects and look at the sword! ”

Zhang Feng's black shadow flashed and disappeared, and Sima Bisheng's long stick had just hit the gap where he had already lost his figure.

"If you don't have enough strength, even if you predict it, what can you do? It's just watching yourself die! Look at the knives! ”

Zhang Feng's figure once again passed by Sima Bisheng's side, also bringing up a burst of flying blood.

"The crown of super sense! Phew! Even if I tell you directly that I'm going to attack your location, what can I do? Next, I'm going to get you on your knees! ”

A ball of flesh exploded in Sima Bisheng's thigh, and the powerful impact came from the back of his knee, causing him to kneel on the ground with an unsteady center of gravity.

Sima Bisheng was completely silent, with the crown of artifact super sense, he was beaten and had no power to fight back! All the extreme flame fighting qi was compressed into the body! This self-harm method of compressing fighting qi and improving combat effectiveness is not much less damaging to the body than the extreme flame rejuvenation technique.

"Say I'm mud, that's your freedom, Lao Tzu is mud. But to say that my family is trapped in the camp is rubbish, and Lao Tzu will kill you! Look at me slashing! ”

"The third stage of the crown of super sense! Flame Burner! Nine days of hot fighting! ”

Sima Bisheng's eyes spewed green light, and his whole body's fighting spirit suddenly skyrocketed, and the long stick in his hand took the only gap between Zhang Feng and Yuan Slash, and underribbed!

Rumble! The earth shook, Zhang Feng stood at the edge of one end of the ring, Sima Bisheng behind him fell straight on the top, except for the crown of super sense worn on his head was not damaged in the slightest, a body of golden armor had already been completely deformed, and countless deep wounds were spurting blood like a spring.

"How is that possible?" The Sima clan, except for Sima Invincible, stood up in unison.

A fourth-order powerhouse with the crown of super sense, Sima Bisheng obviously hit Zhang Feng's gap, why at a critical moment, the iron rod suddenly turned and bounced away, causing Sima Bisheng's middle door to open, and the pressure yuan was so correct that it couldn't be corrected, and it was so cool that it couldn't be more refreshing and hit Sima Bisheng's body.

"Awesome, awesome......" Sima Wushu was the first to react, clapping his palms gently, and there was no sadness of losing his relatives in his tone, but like an audience who didn't care about himself: "Unknown general, if I was not wrong just now." The weakness of the Suppressor Slash should indeed be the only weakness when it launches an attack, right? ”

"Yes." The nameless answer immediately aroused the admiration of a master who saw the battle situation clearly.

"Hmph." Sima Wushu shook his head lightly and smiled: "But unfortunately, there is an extremely strong defense in that weak point." If you don't have enough strength to break through that defense, that weakness becomes a strength. My foolish brother, although he has the crown of super sense, has no strength to break through the defenses, so he will be defeated, right? ”

"Yes." The nameless answer remained brief.

The referee ran two steps to the center of the ring, looked at Sima Bisheng, who was not moving, and turned back to the medical personnel who rushed to say, "Killed, don't need to be saved." ”

He's dead? The atmosphere of the arena is full of an oppressive pressure that is difficult to breathe.

In the previous competitions of the first master in the army, there will be people who die in the ring, which is not unusual. But there has never been a precedent for the descendants of the five heroes to die in the ring. Moreover, this heroic heir also has an artifact on him! Died at the hands of a civilian warrior without an artifact!

If it weren't for the appearance of Nameless and others, there would be no such thing as anyone among the five heroes stopping at the top one hundred and twenty-eight.

Sima Bisheng, who was lying in the ring, although he did not have the blood of the Sima family of the five founding heroes, was after all a descendant of the five heroes personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. In particular, the Sima family still uses the five heroes of the founding of the country, the extremely fierce fighting spirit of the Sima family.

The audience was almost stunned, and this ending made them not know whether to cheer for Zhang Feng's victory again, or feel sad that someone from the Five Heroes finally died in the ring.

The audience was silent, and the shock in the hearts of the participants was even stronger.

Killing people without a name, Don Benmu also dares to kill, and now even a small soldier in the camp dares to openly kill the descendants of the five heroes, crazy! Crazy, everyone who participated in this competition for the number one master in the army is crazy! Many of the participants shouted frantically in their hearts, and many of them even began to plan that if they encountered any of these three, they would definitely abstain at the first time!

The title of the number one master in the army is indeed tempting, but it also has to be enjoyed by life! Fight these crazy people, you may lose your surname at any time! Don't fight! Resolutely do not fight!

The medical team turned into a corpse carrying team, and the Sima clan took Sima Bisheng's corpse from the medical team, and the cold murderous resentment emanated from everyone in the Sima clan.

Zhang Feng raised his head quietly, slowly opened his arms, and puffed up the fourth-order primeval true qi in his body and roared at everyone in the arena: "Almost all of us in the camp are from civilians, from the lowest level of society!" It's not our fault that we come from a bad background! That's what God gave us! In the face of such a background, we will not complain! You can look down on the origins of our civilians, but you can't look down on the efforts of everyone in our trapped camp, and you can't look down on our belief in the trapped camp to go into battle and kill the enemy in order to serve the country! Today, I kill Sima to win, just to show an attitude here! You can call me Zhang Feng a sludge, a bedbug, and a clown! But you can't say my home, trapped in the camp, and you can't say my family, all the people in the camp! It's garbage! Otherwise, no matter what kind of aristocratic minister you are, Lao Tzu will dare to kill you! ”

The violent roar, the arrogant declaration, and the passionate shouting instantly dispersed the oppressive atmosphere brought by the fallen members of the Sima clan.

"Kill!" In the audience, hundreds of soldiers and ruffians responded to Zhang Feng at the same time, and a battlefield full of iron-blooded momentum rose from this small phalanx composed of more than 100 people.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Hundreds of ruffians, hundreds of bright cold weapons were dancing. At this moment, those who originally looked down on the trapped camp began to warn themselves that they must be careful when speaking in the future, be careful and be careful, and be cautious when evaluating the trapped camp, or simply not to evaluate this team where some people are crazy.

"Unknown General, what do you think about this matter?" Sima Invincible's questioning was clearly transmitted to the ears of every audience through amplification magic.

"If your brother hadn't died in battle, I'd have dueled him."

"You mean to say ......"

"Zhang Feng's speech is what I mean." Nameless said coldly: "The trapping camp was established to destroy the Blue Turban Bandits, and it will also tell everyone in the battle to destroy the Blue Turban Bandits, what kind of team the trapped camp is." ”

As soon as the naked protector spoke, there was only a few breaths of silence in the audience, and a group of young girls took the lead in screaming and applauding, and then more people joined in the applause.

Zhang Feng's shouting represents the voice of the civilians, and the nameless protector is seen by everyone as a man who dares to act, and the iron-blooded and tender side, if such a man and such a soldier are not worth cheering for, then what kind of army is worth cheering for?

"Crazy, these spectators are crazy, and they applaud the murderer." Sima Wushu rubbed his temples and shouted, "Okay everyone! Now please Zhang Feng quit, we are going to usher in today's real highlight, Nalan Cangqiong, who has the title of a fierce general in the army, and the heir of Erjiang Island, who is known as the first in water magic and the first in attack magic, Jiang Wufeng~! ”

"Rubbish!" Sima Qingshan looked at Sima Bisheng's corpse that was carried into the passage, and sneered: "Waste is waste, and it is strange that the fragile spiritual power uses the third stage of the Crown of Super Sense, and there is no hallucination." I hear the artifact crying. It won't be long before the artifact of the Sima family will return to me, the true master of the Sima family. ”

(To be continued)