Chapter 270: Eighth-Order Combat Technique: Wind and Thunder Sword Technique
There was silence in the Earth Arena, and even the mouths of the many spectators in front of the screen were slightly open, as if they had not reacted.
The two who were evenly matched before, now one of them fell into disadvantage in an instant......
No......
Maybe the fight is over?
"Is Lei Wuquan defeated and defeated?" Many people in the audience and the audience in front of the screen couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but think so.
Wang Yao looked at the area of the ring that was smashed into a hole, his brows furrowed slightly, and even he was a little unsure whether Lei Wuquan still had the strength to fight again.
In the VIP seat, the high-level leaders of the major consortia looked at the elder leader of Wudang Mountain, trying to see any expression on his face, but they all failed.
Because of this elder's calm appearance, it made them not easy to grind for a while.
However, under this calm exterior, he was already shocked in the depths of his heart.
"No, Lei Wuquan failed like this, he hasn't used some heavy moves of his Wind and Thunder Sword Technique yet, and with his character, he won't fall like this......"
And in the midst of this elder's mind, in the pit in the ring, Lei Wuquan slowly walked out of it, his shirt was completely shattered, and his extremely powerful body fell naked.
At this moment, there were no other big injuries on this incomparably enviable perfect body except for some small blood lines.
It can be said that after eating Lu Han's continuous attacks, he was hardly injured too much, and he didn't even breathe quickly.
Twisting his neck, Lei Wuquan grinned at Lu Han, who was standing sharply in front of him, and said: "Sure enough, that's right, that's how the battle should be, I have to say, I'm a little enthusiastic now." ”
"Come on, let's get on!"
As soon as Lei Wuquan's words came out, Lu Han's face instantly became a little solemn, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart.
And the people in the audience and the audience in front of the screens of the other major star cities all cheered.
This battle of top geniuses is far from over......
At the very edge of the seat, a figure blended perfectly into the surrounding people.
He looked at the two people fighting in front of the huge screen in the sky, and a pair of cold eyes also swept away Lu Han, and then looked at Lei Wuquan, and there was a small murmur that ordinary people around him could not hear.
"Wudang Mountain, Lei Wuquan, is worthy of being rated as one of the top ten outstanding young people, such strength is indeed strong, over time, it will become a big man. ”
"Han Shao's battle, if you want to win it, you will inevitably have to fight a hard battle, and there is a great possibility of losing the battle......"
This person is a member of the Lu family, the top family in Huaxia City.
In this martial arts conference, the Lu family didn't send many people over, only this one person came, and he didn't go to the VIP seat, but came to the area at the very edge of the audience to watch the battle, and I don't know what it means......
And the two in the ring, after Lei Wuquan finished speaking, fought again, and for a while, the stage was full of endless whirlwinds and earth-shattering fierceness.
The whirlwind grew bigger and bigger, and eventually it turned into a small storm that enveloped the entire ring, and most people couldn't see it clearly.
All you can hear is the sound of gold and iron coming from the storm.
"Bell, bell, bell!"
The mysterious referee old man was on the edge of the storm, motionless, and the huge whirlwind could only blow the corners of his clothes, but not his body.
"Boom!"
Finally, a loud dull sound sounded, and the whirlwind dispersed, and two figures, one holding a sword and the other holding a gun, fell silent again.
It can be clearly seen that Lei Wuquan's upper body has a big tearing mouth, and a trace of blood is flowing from there, but he doesn't pay attention to it, and his eyes are full of endless fiery battle intent.
He...... It seems that the more you fight, the more addicted you become.
And Lu Han on the opposite side also had colors on his body, and he saw that the sleeves of his arms were all shattered, and blood was flowing down his arms, slashing through the spear and dripping into the ground.
In the same way, his eyes were also extremely bright, as if they could pierce the skin of ordinary people, so that some ordinary people who were a little close to the ring did not dare to look directly into his eyes.
Without words, Lei Wuquan's momentum changed, his arms trembled, and under the noses of many spectators, a trace of wind whirlwind appeared on his long sword again.
And this time it wasn't just now, in the whirlwind that was whistling and spinning violently, a trace of lightning actually appeared on it out of thin air, and a violent force wave quickly extended towards the surroundings.
"Presumably, this is Wudang Mountain's eighth-order combat technique, the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, it's cool enough. Looking at Lei Wuquan on the stage, while his eyes swept over the long sword in his hand, Wang Yao's eyes immediately lit up, and he didn't know what he was thinking about......
"The Wind and Thunder Sword Technique is extraordinary. Fang Qinghua, who was in the VIP seat, nodded and said at this time.
The Wudang Mountain elder on the side immediately said with some complacency: "That's natural, as one of my Wudang Mountain's peerless learnings, only a very few people in this Wind and Thunder Sword Sect can practice it. ”
"Of course, naturally it is still not as good as the city lord's palm. The elder said.
In this regard, Fang Qinghua only smiled noncommittally, did not speak, and seemed to agree with these words.
The rest of the people looked at this smug expression of Elder Wudang Mountain, and they all thought in their hearts, now let you be proud, if that Lei Wuquan loses later, see how you slap your face, will you still appear in this appearance.
It must be another expression, it's definitely pretty.
Thinking like this, the people of the other sects continued to look at the ring without saying a word.
Seeing that no one took care of him, Elder Wudangshan naturally did not take the initiative to talk to someone, and also turned his gaze back to the ring.
After all, it's the battle that comes next.
Once Lei Wuquan is defeated, then he will lose a big face, and these people around him will definitely laugh at him fiercely for this, and he will never want to see such a scene.
So, Lei Wuquan, you must win!
......
Regardless of the rest, Lu Han in the ring stared at the lightning around Lei Wuquan's long sword, although there was a solemn meaning in his eyes, he was also fearless.
He, this will also be the spear in his hand pointed at Lei Wuquan.
A slight humming sound continued to waft out from the spear, wave after wave, heavy after heavy, and spread throughout the audience.
This humming sound is not heard by ordinary people at all, and only some powerful people can faintly hear it.