An aura of contempt for the world suddenly emanated from Yang Tian's body.

"My body is my weapon!"

Yang Tian's words full of wild surnames and arrogance suddenly made tens of thousands of viewers in the audience show shocked expressions one by one.

Warriors do not use weapons.

And in the face of a sub-god-level suit opponent, no matter who it is, it is seen at one time, which is indeed crazy enough!

When he heard Yang Tian say this, Long Qingbing's body couldn't help but tremble, and the "cold" eyes looking at Yang Tian seemed to change slightly. Knowing that the obscene man with a mask on the field was Yang Tian's Sanshao, he also showed a worried look, although Yang Tian was perverted and close to a demon in Sanshao's heart, but such a big support still made Sanshao not have much confidence in his heart, and his handsome little face frowned slightly.

There was also a guy in the audience, and the moment Yang Tian appeared, his eyes were already wide in horror. Isolde Reims' body couldn't help but jump up tightly, especially the chrysanthemums that had once "bloomed", and they tightened up. Thinking of Yang Tian's sword like a "flying immortal outside the sky", Isolde Lance firmly believed that the winner of this battle would be the man who wore the mask and once caused a great wound to his heart. But when he heard Yang Tian say that he didn't need weapons, Isolde Lance's belief changed slightly, and at the same time, there was a little more hope in his heart.

Similarly, in the teacher's seat, a fairy-like woman who is like a country and a city that does not eat the fireworks of the world is staring at Yang Tian on the competition stage with a pair of eyes full of wisdom like autumn water. There was a hint of disappointment and surprise on her face: "Didn't he use the black bladeless sword, why didn't he use it......?" It's a familiar feeling......"

"Alright, the game begins!" Sadare took a deep look at Yang Tian, and finally announced the start of the game in anticipation.

As soon as Saddaré's words fell, a blue curtain of light suddenly crossed the sky, and the blue sword had already appeared in Yin Ping Al's hand - the blue starry sky!

"Come on, husband!" Yin Ping Al suddenly said something that made Yang Tian vomit blood. You must know that Yang Tian didn't tell this guy's name from beginning to end, but this guy learned from Long Qingbing's mouth that Yang Tian was called "husband".

", 'husband' is also your name?" Yang Tian shouted angrily, and the golden fighting spirit gushed out from his body like the sea bursting like a sea in an instant, filling his body like substance.

"My body is my weapon!"

At this moment, almost everyone was surprised to find that Yang Tian at this time was really like an unsheathed sword, with a compelling cold aura and sword light, the golden fighting energy and his body were condensed into a giant sword, with a powerful and incomparable momentum!

No one saw how Yin Ping El behaved at all, he actually stood three feet away from Yang Tian in an instant, his expression was dashing, and he didn't seem to have the slightest awareness of the coming of the big war!

I have to say that this dog's cool appearance is no less than Yang Tian. At first glance, he is a veteran of battle.

"Yin Ping, Ayr!"

"Yin Ping, Ayr!"

Among the tens of thousands of spectators, many people suddenly shouted, and there were obviously a lot of people who supported Yin Ping Ayr. After all, although Yang Tian was arrogant at this time, everyone didn't know who he was at all, but Yin Ping El was different, he was a strong man from the Holy Dragon Academy, and he was the future king of the El Empire!

Yin Ping Al enjoyed the cheers because he grew up with such cheers!

"Let the horses come, I'd like to see what you can do with your weird attack!" Yin Ping Al said arrogantly to Yang Tian. Similarly, without seeing how he behaved, his body was covered with a layer of light yellow fighting qi mixed with azure blue, and what was surprising was that these light yellow fighting qi slowly converged to the edge of his armor, covering it like a yellow film.

"Ascending Dragon?" someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Is this the legendary Ascending Dragon Recipe of the El family?"

The Ascending Dragon Technique, the top three Dou Qi cultivation secrets on the Tian Yuan Continent. Its strength lies in its ever-changing and utilization of Dou Qi, its highest level can make all the Dou Qi around him transform into whatever object he needs, and it will not waste a single bit of Dou Qi.

Like Yang Tian's gushing out of fighting spirit at this time, although it looked fierce and abnormal, some of it was wasted alive. Yin Ping El is different, but his fighting spirit has condensed to the surface of his body, forming a more powerful defense!

At this moment, Yin Ping El finally entered the battle state, looked at Yang Tian coldly, and the azure blue long sword was raised slightly, and it pointed at Yang Tian.

The body of the long sword was like an ice cube, translucent, exuding a dreamlike blue light, and above the tip of the sword, a condensed sword light, like the core of a poisonous snake, swallowed and spouted.

Yin Ping Al looked at Yang Tian confidently, and said arrogantly: "This is the sword you want, the sword is one meter long, three inches wide, and half an inch thick, the whole body is blue, and the material is the heart of ten thousand years of ice - Blue Yao Ice Crystal. The hilt of the sword is inlaid with the core of the 'Ice Crystal Dragon King'. Blowing hair and breaking hair, sharpening iron like clay. It is also the existence of the ten famous swords of the Tianyuan Continent - the blue starry sky. ”

When Yin Ping Al said this, he paused slightly and said again: "The sub-god-level equipment on my body is also the skin and tendon of the 'Ice Crystal Dragon King', fused with Blue Yao Ice Crystal, and was forged by a dwarven master-level refiner for ten years. ”

"Haha, good stuff. Thank you!" Yang Tian suddenly laughed and said inexplicably.

"Thank you?"

"yes, thank you for giving me such a nice thing. ”

Yin Ping, Al and Yang Tian's eyes, hidden behind the mask, looked at each other for half a minute, and then the corners of their mouths were hooked, and they smiled slightly, and said: "You are really crazy enough! I like your energetic and arrogant subordinates, haha! Xie-Xie!"

"You're welcome!"

While the two were talking, the momentum on their bodies was soaring, and the entire martial arts arena was completely quiet, and everyone's eyes widened, carefully watching this decisive battle that seemed to be imminent, lest they miss any detail.

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, Yin Ping Al disappeared in place, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air in the entire arena.

This is the strong wind brought up by Yin Ping Eyre's extreme speed!

The strong wind blew Yang Tian's long golden hair at this time, fluttering with the wind, but he stood still motionless!

"What a speed!"

Yang Tian's powerful perception ability instantly noticed the figure of Yin Ping El on the left, and his heart was secretly shocked, just as Yang Tian was about to turn around and attack, he felt an extremely cold aura on the right with a powerful and incomparable power, and it attacked at great speed!

Truly.

On Yang Tian's right, it was Yin Ping Ai's real attack!

Yin Ping Al sneered and looked at the defenseless Yang Tian, and the blue starry sky in his hand slashed towards Yang Tian mercilessly.

"What about the middle stage of the Sword Master, even in the late stage, I, Yin Ping El, can easily solve it!" Yin Ping El secretly said in his heart, although he is indeed a person who loves talents, but seeing Yang Tian arrogantly different weapons still makes Yin Ping El very annoyed. In any case, you have to teach this guy a lesson, otherwise even if he is a subordinate in the future, it will be difficult to manage.

Yin Ping Al is confident because no one else can match his speed!

"The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken!" he firmly believes in this truth.

But just when he thought he was going to succeed, Yang Tian suddenly moved. His feet seemed to have taken root, and his body leaned back quickly and eerily, and at the same time, his hand full of golden fighting energy slapped the back of the sword in the blue starry sky fiercely!

"Smack!"

"Boom!"

When Yang Tian's hand slapped on the back of the sword, suddenly two powerful fighting qi collided together, making a bang, and at the same time, Yang Tian's figure, with the power of rebound, quickly retreated backwards. And Yin Ping Eyre, who was already moving fast, flew up according to his usual surname, turned over beautifully in mid-air, and finally landed on the edge of the playing field on his knees!

All the audience took their breath away. All the mages were in a state of shock. In the face of such a warrior, how should they deal with it? That perverted speed can actually get close in an instant! Many people can't help but feel a chill in their necks, and they seal their throats with a sword!

Although he didn't succeed, Yin Ping Al didn't have a trace of disappointment, on the contrary, he was half-kneeling on the ground with a cool shape, and his eyes were staring at Yang Tian with a strange smile.

"Poof. Yang Tian actually spit out a trace of blood from Yang Tian's mouth!

(To be continued)