After receiving the news that Ye Beiming and Feng Tian were going to compete, Elder Helian hurried to the Tianyi Arena.

Hearing the news, most of the students from the two camps rushed over, and they all wanted to see with their own eyes which of the two camps was stronger or weaker.

On the arena, two talented teenagers stood opposite each other.

Elder Helian and Elder Yu also pinched their cold sweats.

Elder Yu laughed dryly: "Elder Helian, you said that in the duel between these two, who loses and who wins?" ”

This competition seems to be just an ordinary competition, but in fact, it is the focus of the two camps.

From the moment Ye Beiming and Feng Tian participated in the competition in the Earth Wing Division, this competition was already going to happen sooner or later.

There are two conditions for the competition between the Magic Elite Camp and the Martial Elite Camp, one is that someone wins the fighting king, and the other is who breaks through strongly.

However, at the moment, Feng Tian and Ye Beiming are the highest holders of the winning streak in their respective camps, and in this competition, whoever loses means that they have lost the king of martial arts, and the winning side has a good chance of winning the king of fighting.

What's more, Feng Tian and Ye Beiming were both leaders in this generation of elite camps, so the two elders were very concerned about the results of this competition.

Even several other students from the Continent Magic Elite Camp and the students of the Martial Elite Camp all rushed over.

Qi and Gu Feng were also watching from the sidelines, and this competition touched everyone's hearts.

Ye Beiming and Feng Tian, one uses combat skills, and the other uses magic.

Like two tigers, the moment the referee announced the start of the competition, the two were like thunder.

Dazzling magic, new and fearsome combat skills, the two of them left the ground at the same time, fighting high in the air.

For a while, everyone was only dazzled, and they couldn't see which was stronger or weaker.

Just about a quarter of an hour after the start of the competition, the two were inseparable.

Suddenly, the tide turned.

I saw Feng Tian singing, and his magic scepter flashed with gray light.

A magic chain the thickness of an arm suddenly appeared, wrapping around Ye Beiming layer by layer.

Two gray colors, in the magic attribute, means secondary magic attribute, space-time magic.

High in the sky, everything suddenly stopped, the wind in the ears, the clouds in the sky.

Ye Beiming couldn't move, so he could only be slaughtered.

The students of the Continental Martial Arts Elite Battalion were all stunned at this moment, and even Elder Yu couldn't help but change his face.

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He didn't expect that Feng Tian, who was only a holy magician, would actually understand mystical magic and time and space blockade.

It seems that Ye Beiming has lost.

In the air, Feng Tian arrogantly looked at Ye Beiming, who couldn't move.

He wants to defeat the genius of the mainland martial arts elite battalion in front of everyone.

From now on, there will only be one genius in the mainland elite battalion, and that is Feng Tian.

"You can't move, anyone, as long as it's under the Martial Saint, it's impossible to break my space-time block," Feng Tian looked proud.

Space-time blockade, his mystical magic.

He prides himself on being a genius, for he comprehended his own mystical magic when he broke through the Holy Magician.

It is true that the effectiveness and scope of this mystical magic are small, but for Ye Beiming, who is only ten meters away, it is completely sufficient.

"I'm going to crush your chest with magic in front of everyone! If you don't want to die, you can beg for mercy. Feng Tian raised the magic scepter and used the sharp blade-like tail of the scepter to make a cross on Ye Beiming's chest.

Feng Tian's magic scepter, fused with a trace amount of purple gold, was extremely hard, and could even break a high-grade armor, let alone a mere flesh and blood.

"Oh! If you want to listen to this king begging for mercy, then lean over, this king doesn't want to beg for mercy in front of so many people, "Although he is imprisoned, Ye Beiming still has a comfortable face, as if he is just looking at the scenery from high in the sky now."

When you die, are you afraid of losing face?!

Feng Tian snorted, he was not afraid of what Ye Beiming could do.

Putting the tail of the magic scepter against Ye Beiming's chest, Feng Tian leaned over.

Ye Beiming's voice lingered in his ears: "Tell you a secret, you break the mystery magic, this king can crack it when he is eleven years old." ”

Feng Tian was shocked, and the magic scepter in his hand pierced into Ye Beiming's chest.

He didn't believe it, there was no way anyone could break the space-time blockade!

I could only hear a distortion in the air, and the magic chains on Ye Beiming's body, bang, all broken.

Unafraid of Fengtian's magic scepter, he took a step forward.

His eyes flashed with a beastly light, and he moved forward step by step.

Feng Tian seemed to have seen the most incredible thing.

At that moment, Ye Beiming was like a terrifying demonic beast, completely unafraid of pain.

It's like he's already a Sky Mage.

However, Feng Tian found that his feet suddenly couldn't move.

It's like ...... It was as if he had been reversely cast a space-time blockade magic.

Impossible, it is by no means possible.

For the first time, fear surged into Feng Tian's heart.

From the audience, in the eyes of those spectators, they didn't notice Feng Tian's strangeness at all.

Ye Beiming smiled cruelly, and blood was dripping down his chest.

A time-space-breaking blockade magic, and still a big one, this king has already learned it when he was seven years old.

"Bang," a punch hit the bridge of Fengtian's nose.

Feng Tian only felt a sharp pain hit, and his face was like opening a soy sauce shop, and all the blood and snot gushed out.

Ye Beiming didn't need to be vindictive, he turned out to be punching and punching towards Feng Tian.

"This punch is a lesson for you to look down on the little wild cat."

"This punch is a lesson for you to offend this king."

"This punch ......"

One punch after another, until Feng Tian couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy, Ye Beiming stopped.

At that time, Feng Tian had already been beaten to a human shape.

Ye Beiming kicked his long legs and kicked Feng Tian from the air, facing the ground head-on.

Ye Beiming's chest was bleeding nonstop, but he didn't fall.

The competition, that's the end of it.

Except for Feng Tian, no one knew what these two proud sons of heaven said to each other when they fell to the ground.

"Bring Feng Tian back immediately!" Elder Helian was shocked, Ye Beiming's punch was amazing, and his strength was even more powerful than that of the Ghost Prison Elder.

"Master!"

Si Long hugged up, and Long Shui wanted to go forward to help Ye Beiming.

"Go to the Dark Night Pavilion," Ye Beiming's face was a little pale, ignoring Elder Yu and the others with a concerned expression.

In front of a group of students of the Continental Magic Elite Camp with complicated expressions, Ye Beiming took Si Long and left.

Elder Helian immediately asked Gu Feng to give Feng Tian emergency treatment.

As soon as he checked it, even Elder Helian, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help but cry bitterly.

Ye Beiming is really ruthless.