Of course, it's not that it's wrong for Luo Lan to take the initiative to attack, if he doesn't attack, he can only be slowly eroded by the two spell blades little by little, resulting in a slow death, so it's right to take the initiative.

But taking the initiative to attack is not the same as fighting for your life, which is actually a very wrong understanding.

Because if the caster uses the "Infinite Phantom" as a defense, it is really equivalent to an impregnable existence, and it is impossible to break through without an overwhelming difference in strength.

Therefore, in Rion's opinion, the best way to deal with the "Infinite Phantom" is to constantly feint, and then look at the moment when the spell blade leaves the caster's surroundings and crush the opponent with maximum power.

This was the case in the deathmatch with the "Dark Mask", Riyong defended while feigning to attack, but secretly accumulated strength and quickly broke through the opponent's defense with a move "Divine Shadow", inflicting heavy damage on it.

And although Luo Lan now seems to be suppressed very fiercely, this is just a unilateral consumption of his physical strength, as long as the battle situation is pulled into the quagmire of a protracted war, there will be no day to turn over......

Although Lion understands this truth very well, Luo Lan, who is already hot-headed now, naturally doesn't understand it.

A minute, five minutes, a quarter of an hour...... Before you know it, the fierce confrontation in the No. 1 ring has been going on for a full quarter of an hour, but there is no progress.

No matter how fast Luo Lan's speed was, no matter how fierce the "Fury Blade" in his hand was, he had never been able to break through Wuming's defensive line, but he had many more scars on his body unconsciously.

Originally, the audience in the audience had been cheering hard for the brave and good Luo Lan, but as time passed, those cheers became weaker and weaker, until they became silent.

Like, the situation is getting worse and worse?

As the saying goes, one blow is followed by decline, and then three times exhausted, and at this time, even ordinary spectators who know nothing about combat gradually see the situation on the field clearly.

Although Luo Lan fought fiercely, he was now covered in bruises, and his breathing began to become short, and even ordinary people knew that he was at the end of his crossbow.

On the contrary, Wu Ming, who has been under attack and seems to have been at a disadvantage, looks relaxed, not only has no injuries on his body, but even his clothes are clean.

Call...... Call...... Call...... What should I do? Can't even this hurt him?

As the "Fury Flame Blade" swung out and was violently bounced back by the curse blade, Luo Lan only felt that his arm was extremely sore, and his chest was also stuffy and panicked, no matter how hard he breathed, it was difficult to regain his calm.

After a sharp decline in physical strength, he had even unconsciously withdrawn from the "beast state", but although the pair of eyes changed back to their original clear appearance, they were dyed with a little desperate look.

Is that the end of it?

Although he was extremely reluctant to believe it, at this moment, Luo Lan had to admit that his strength was indeed far inferior to this bandage man.

No matter how angry Luo Lan is, how he pushes his strength to the limit, he is still not the opponent of the other party, and he can't even let Wuming use his true skills!

In the violent gasp, Luo Lan's eyes gradually became sluggish, and the scene in front of him seemed to have undergone strange changes.

Originally, in the No. 1 ring, which had been burned black, Wuming's bandaged figure had vaguely become extremely tall, like an insurmountable mountain......

"How about it? Can you throw in the towel? But now you can enter the main draw, and if you admit defeat, I'll send the other players down?"

At this time, Wuming looked at Luo Lan, who was almost exhausted to the ground, and said in a very gentle tone.

Although this young man didn't hurt himself, Wuming still had a certain appreciation for him, so he didn't intend to disqualify him here.

This...... When they heard Wu Ming's words, the other players in the No. 1 ring suddenly felt a chill behind their backs, and their faces suddenly became more and more ugly.

These people knew that they were not the opponents of Wuming and Luo Lan at all, and the reason why they had been cheeky and stayed in the ring without jumping down to admit defeat was mainly because they planned to wait for one of them to lose, and the others were competing for another spot.

But as soon as Wuming's words came out, they knew that the last quota was estimated to be in vain.

Disappointed, several contestants jumped out of the ring with a dead face, and went home to have a good meal to comfort themselves.

"Uh-huh...... Hahaha!"

However, just when most people thought that this last preliminary match would be won by Wu Ming, and Luo Lan was defeated but still advanced, there was a burst of laughter from the mouth of the young man who was almost unable to move.

"What are you laughing at?" Wuming was about to turn around and clean up the rest of the rest of the players in Ring 1, but stopped after hearing the loud laughter.

Although Luo Lan was laughing at this time, this burst of laughter was full of crazy feelings, which made people sound chilling......

"You're strong, but I'm not going to throw in the towel. ”

Luo Lan turned his back to Wu Ming, who had already taken several steps, took out a small bottle from his arms with a trembling hand, bit the cork and poured all the contents of the bottle into his mouth.

This small bottle was one of the three bottles that he suddenly found on his body after waking up inexplicably at the door of the "Summit Arena" this morning.

Along with the bottle, there was a note that said, "If you have any difficulty, take the medicine in the bottle, and be sure to win the championship." ”

If you look at it according to normal people's thinking, it is estimated that no one dares to really drink the contents of a bottle that appears inexplicably, even Luo Lan, who has a poisonous physique, after all, who knows if it is an old man's footwashing water?

But when Luo Lan had reached this desperate juncture, he almost didn't care about anything except the strong desire to defeat his opponent.

The liquid in this bottle...... Well, how do you describe it? It really feels like the old man's footwashing water, fishy and angry, like the feeling of putting the internal organs of cows, sheep and other animals together and squeezing them into juice.

So when Luo Lan swallowed it in one gulp, the feeling that came from his throat made him feel very disgusting, and he almost spit it out on the spot.

I'm going to win! I'm going to win! I'm going to win, even if it's just one percent likely!

But now Luo Lan has a very high desire to win, so that he completely suppressed that disgusting feeling, and even his face did not change in the slightest.

However, when the liquid completely entered his body, a strange hot sensation suddenly spread from his stomach all over his body, making Luo Lan feel that his whole body was hot!

Great!

At this time, Luo Lan only felt as if she had swallowed a seed of the sun, and after the seed took root and sprouted in her body, it transmitted seemingly endless power to her limbs, making her hands and feet, which were already almost unable to lift up, full of strength again......

Just when some strange changes were taking place in Luo Lan's body, Wu Ming, who was not far away, obviously hadn't noticed this situation yet, but walked towards him gracefully.

"This brother, your physical strength has reached the limit, and you can't fight anymore. ”

Looking at Luo Lan's back, which was almost on his knees, Wuming slowly walked over there, as if trying to persuade him not to continue to be strong.

But just as Wuming was still thinking about how to continue to organize words to persuade his opponent, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him!

Boom! At that moment, Wu Ming only felt a sharp pain in his chest! The surrounding scenery changed violently as if it was shuttling rapidly......

Almost two seconds later, Wu Ming realized that he was actually in a state of being shot away! and he was still flying towards the edge of the ring!

But Wu Ming was certainly not weak, and after he reacted, he immediately grabbed the curse blade with one hand and stabbed it on the floor to fix his body, so that he would not just fly out.

This is...... But just when Wu Ming had just stabilized his body and didn't have time to think about what was going on, that black shadow actually appeared above his head again!

The momentum and speed of this knife were so fierce and fast that there was no doubt that as long as it hit, Wu Ming's human head would immediately roll on the ground like marbles.

Damn! At this moment, Wu Ming couldn't help frowning, but he immediately mobilized the two curse blades in his hand to block the top of his head in a cross shape, trying to block the knife that would kill him......

But just when Wuming thought that he could be safe and sound, there was a crisp cracking sound from above his head.

The curse blade was shattered, and when the blade was shattering the two spell blades and slashing at his head with residual strength, Wu Ming realized what had happened.

But fortunately, although the two curse blades were instantly defeated, they also bought a little time for the master.

At the moment when he was about to be beheaded, Wuming jumped up to the side very flexibly, and rolled desperately on the ground like a vicious dog pounced, only then did he dodge the fatal knife......

What's going on? What's wrong with him? With this question, Wu Ming quickly raised his head to see why the young opponent had suddenly become so strong.

However, when Wuming looked up, what he saw was ...... A bloodthirsty beast!

I saw that the young man, Luo Lan was lying on the ground in a crouching position, holding the handle of the "Fury Blade" in his hand, his eyes were full of terrifying bloodshot as if they were about to explode, and saliva was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Isn't that a wild beast that has gone mad?

That's right, not only Wuming thinks so, but even everyone present is such a character, and now Luo Lan has become a complete beast!