"The strength of the third-tier players is really not comparable to the second-tier. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Looking at the strong man holding a giant axe in the ring, the last axe shook the opponent out of the ring. Mengfeng's face was also a little more dignified, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself with a slight sigh: "To go to the seventh layer, it seems to be more difficult than I imagined!"

Taking a light breath, Mengfeng's eyes suddenly froze at this moment: "Since this is the case, then from this moment on, we must race against time." ”

As he spoke, Mengfeng stood up from his position, and many spectators in the arena took the stage for the new pair of players, and under the noisy voice, he took Rou'er and walked to a passage in the venue.

Soon after, Mengfeng and the others walked out of the passage, turned a corner, and entered another passage.

The passage is not long, only 100 meters.

Behind the passage is a spacious lounge.

There are rows of resting seats and two rows of long tables against the wall, on which a variety of food is placed.

At this moment, dozens of people have gathered in this rest hall.

Except for a few maids, they are all young sealers who don't seem to be very old.

They look different and behave differently. However, in this lounge, these people maintain a tacit understanding, that is, quiet.

The arrival of Dream Wind naturally attracted the attention of these people.

But after a cursory glance, the men's gaze was turned away.

Although there are not many players in the third tier, there are thousands of them. Except for a few famous ones, everyone will naturally not know about the others. Therefore, the arrival of Mengfeng did not make the rest hall, and the dozens of players who were waiting to play pay more attention.

Or should it be said that in their eyes, what they don't know and are familiar with is often the kind of existence that is average in strength and is purely a bastard in the third layer. Such players don't deserve their attention.

Seeing this, Mengfeng only looked at the people present, and then took Rou'er to an empty seat on the side and sat down.

"11589, please come out!"

Just sat down for less than two minutes, next to Mengfeng's ears, he heard a cry, and when he looked around, he saw that he had been sitting in the middle of the rest hall, a pretty woman who looked like a maid, was holding a sound transmission stone in her hand at the moment, as if she had received some news, and called out in her mouth.

The voice fell, and immediately a person walked out of the hall.

"No. 21589 clears!"

After the first person walked out of the hall, the maid holding the sound transmission stone in her hand made a second sound.

Immediately, another man walked out.

Then, the lobby was calm again.

Time passed little by little, and soon, in the rest hall, dozens of people who had arrived before Mengfeng had already appeared one by one.

"Appearance No. 33196!"

Finally, as the pretty maid who had been sitting in the center sounded like a mechanical voice, Mengfeng's body also stood up from its position and headed out of the hall.

"Come on, Childe!"

Before leaving, Rou'er's cheering voice also reached Mengfeng's ears.

"Appearance 27886!"

Just as Mengfeng walked out of the hall, as the voice of the pretty maid sounded again, a square-faced young man dressed in gray also stood up from his position.

In the hall, the remaining players who came in after Mengfeng couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

Obviously, this gray-clothed square-faced young man has a good reputation on the third layer.

"Childe must be careful!" Rou'er saw this scene, and her little face was naturally full of worry.

......

"Wow!!"

"Wow, it's Lu Ziming, I didn't expect him to come today!"

"Tsk, his opponent looks very strange!

"Hey, hey, it doesn't matter if he's a newcomer or something. Anyway, when I meet Lu Ziming, this kid is finished!"

"That's not it, Lu Ziming is a strong man who has won twenty-eight consecutive victories in the dueling arena. Even a lot of the top powerhouses on those lists. But he is also very jealous of Lu Ziming. Just this unknown boy, I'll give you seconds when I see a move!"

"Oh, you're going to have to make a bet..."

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In the huge dueling venue, at this moment, Mengfeng stepped into the ring.

And at the same time as he stepped into the ring, a burst of alarm broke out in the field. But obviously, it was not him who was shocked, but the gray-clothed square-faced young man who was standing opposite him in the ring at the same time at the same time.

Lu Ziming!

This is not on the list, but it is an existence that many of the top powerhouses on the list are quite afraid of.

And in the third-tier dueling arena, Lu Ziming has won twenty-eight consecutive victories.

This is undoubtedly quite an amazing achievement.

After all, you must know that anyone who can step onto the third layer of the Ancient Sect Duel Arena is the best among the young seal masters. Being able to get such a result in it is enough to see how strong Lu Ziming is.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Ziming is known as a strong man with great potential to be on the list.

His appearance at this moment naturally made many people who knew him in the field call for him. And more people rushed to one place in the field for the first time.

Compared to the second floor, the third floor of the dueling arena is completely different. In addition to only one duel at the same time, each duel will open a gambling game, and both indigenous and player players in the field can place bets.

Seeing Lu Ziming playing, the people present naturally would not miss such a good opportunity to earn points.

A lot of points bet down, which directly caused Lu Ziming's odds to be lowered to the extreme.

1.04 to 1, a number that is not even half a percent.

But even so, it still can't resist the enthusiastic bets of countless spectators present. Of course, not everyone bet on Lu Ziming, and there are also a very small number of people who bet on Mengfeng.

It's not that this frustrates people to support Dream Wind, or think that Dream Wind can win or anything. It's just that the odds are high for the dream wind, so it's a small bet.

1 to 10, this number is really exciting.

If you win, you'll be in for a profit.

Moreover, on the third floor of the Ancient Sect Duel Arena, it is not that there have been unpopular incidents, on the contrary, unpopular ones often appear. Especially these days in recent years.

On the third floor of the Guzong Duel Arena, a number of newcomers were ushered in.

The newcomer is synonymous with the weak. Therefore, for newcomers, the vast majority of people have a contemptuous attitude. However, in the past few years, the newcomers who have emerged to the third layer have become more fierce than one another. And they were undoubtedly the elite disciples of those ancient sects that had been waiting for a long time and finally sent out at this moment.

It is precisely because of the influx of these elite disciples that in recent years, there have been frequent unpopular incidents on the third floor of the Ancient Sect Duel Arena. So at this moment, even if everyone thinks that Mengfeng has almost no chance of winning, there are still a small number of people who bet on him.

I just hope that Mengfeng will be an elite disciple of the Ancient Sect again, and he will blow up an upset and defeat Lu Ziming, then they will make a lot of money. Ten to one, this odds are not casually said.

Of course, this is undoubtedly very unlikely.

After all, Lu Ziming, a strong man who has won twenty-eight consecutive victories in the third-layer duel arena, has made many of the top powerhouses on the list quite jealous. Even if Mengfeng came from the Ancient Sect and was an elite disciple of a certain Ancient Sect, in the face of a terrifying opponent like Shang Lu Ziming, the odds of winning were not great.

Because of this, the chances of an upset in this matchup are slim.

Otherwise, the people present are not stupid, where would they bet on Lu Ziming so frantically? It is because they have absolute confidence in Lu Ziming that they will do so. Even if the bet is right, in the end, they can earn very few points because of the odds. But no matter how small a mosquito is, isn't it also meat?

It took half an hour for Yu Mengfeng Lu Ziming's gamble to officially close the market.

This is also the time when the game opens before the start of each matchup, and it is also the time to warm up for the two players on the stage.

Many people who haven't had time to bet are returning to their positions with a stupid face at the moment.

"The duel begins!"

At the same time, in the ring, with the referee's shout.

The atmosphere in the ring also became tense in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, I saw that Lu Ziming's figure had already rushed out, and with the speed of thunder, he swept straight towards the dream wind, and with a palm in his hand, he also brought up layers of strong wind, and pushed forward violently.

"It appeared, it was Lu Ziming's push palm!"

Seeing this scene, a low cry immediately sounded in the audience.

Pushing the wind palm, in Lu Ziming's twenty-eight consecutive victories, there was one, and he used this move to defeat the enemy with one move.

Because of this, at this moment, the wind palm appeared, and everyone in the audience was so excited.

Many people who bet on Lu Ziming are beginning to rise in their hearts at this moment, and Lu Ziming's move pushes the wind palm and directly solves the idea of Mengfeng.

And those who bet on Mengfeng with the idea of luck are undoubtedly not very good-looking at the moment.

Because of this trick alone, they couldn't help but feel that the dream wind would fail. So for a while, they couldn't help but have the idea of betting on Mengfeng's points, and they had already lost their thoughts.

In the ring, Mengfeng is obviously not as unbearable as everyone imagined.

In the face of Lu Ziming's push palm, Mengfeng did not dodge, but directly faced it head-on.

"Boom!"

The fist wrapped in a layer of edge blasted out, and Lu Ziming's palm collided violently in the ring.

The powerful wind was raging, and the two were entangled with each other for a long time before they shook with the space. Let Mengfeng and Lu Ziming both retreat violently.

"How is that possible!?"

Seeing this scene, before the two Mengfeng in the ring had any ideas, the many spectators present had already erupted into a burst of exclamations.

Just because of this confrontation, Mengfeng and Lu Ziming are evenly matched.

Lu Ziming, who used the Wind Push Palm, did not defeat Mengfeng in one move as everyone thought. On the contrary, under the counterattack of the latter, the collision was evenly matched. This made everyone present look surprised.

After all, you must know that in their impression, Lu Ziming's push palm has always been unfavorable. Head-to-head, almost 100% of the way up. How has there ever been such a situation, where there is a head-on confrontation with an even match?

"Who is this kid?"

For a while, the people present also faced up to the dream.

Because just this collision is enough to see the extraordinaryness of Dream Wind.

Those who originally felt that their points were in vain, and for a while, they couldn't help but have some hope.

In the ring.

Lu Ziming looked down at the scar in his palm that was gushing blood, and then looked up at Meng Feng opposite, a square face that was expressionless in front of him seemed to be a little dignified at this moment.

Winning 28 games in a row, Lu Ziming will use his push palm in every game. Not for anything else, just because of the domineering of pushing the wind palm. Let him be able to suppress his opponent in a head-to-head encounter. Thus taking the initiative.

It's just that Lu Ziming didn't expect that this time, his push palm was not as invincible as before. On the contrary, his push palm, when it was head-on, naturally fell into the downwind.

Yes, downwind!

Those present seemed to be evenly matched. But Lu Ziming knew that he had suffered a loss in this confrontation. This is evident from the wound on his palm.

For a while, Lu Ziming was a contemptuous opponent of Mengfeng, who was nameless in his eyes, so he had a trace of contempt. At this moment, I don't dare to despise it at all.

The astonishing power of power erupted, and a palm print suddenly roared out of it.

"Triple consummation of the palm!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Feng's face couldn't help but change, and he could clearly feel the strength of Lu Ziming's power. It was as if it was still above his sword.

Don't dare to slack off, the Spirit Gathering Knife was held in his hand, and layers of sharp edges suddenly burst out from the blade body, instantly condensing around Mengfeng's body. The fire spirit also roared out at the same time, and slashed immediately with the dream wind raising his sword.

An astonishing edge suddenly roared out and met the palm print.

"Boom!"

The two collided, setting off a wave of energy in the center of the ring, before anyone present could react. Seeing Mengfeng and Lu Ziming, it was also at the same time that they turned into two flowing shadows and swept to the center of the ring, bursting with amazing power.

One after another the edge is raging, and the palm prints are whistling.

A deafening sound erupted.

The two of them suddenly set off a violent collision in the ring!

Seeing the people present, they were all dazzled.

Quick, so fast!

This is the thought of many viewers present at this moment.

And more people are still surprised by Mengfeng's performance.

In the previous collision of the first blow, Mengfeng and Lu Ziming were evenly matched, if it can be said to be a fluke, then right now, this blow hit a dazzling collision, as well as a speed and collision power comparable to Lu Ziming. Undoubtedly, it is not a simple single fluke.

Mengfeng really has the strength to be on par with Lu Ziming!

"This kid must be those Gu Sect elites...... No, core disciples. Only core disciples have such strength!"

"MD, this is a pain. Lao Tzu bet most of his savings on Lu Ziming. If you lose, you're going to lose a lot!"

"Hehe, fortunately, I was witty and bet on this kid called Mengfeng!"

"Witty, you uncle!"

......

Seeing the situation in the ring, many spectators in the arena were a little unsettled for a while.

Those who did not bet, naturally did not feel anything. And those who bet on Lu Ziming are undoubtedly very nervous at the moment. After all, in order to earn more points, they bet on Lu Ziming's points, not a little, but hundreds or even tens of thousands, and even many people bet their savings.

There is also a small part of the people who bet on Dream Wind, not to mention how surprising they are at the moment, and more of them are proud.

So much so that the battle in the ring was still going on, and there were many people in the audience, who couldn't help but scold.

However, Mengfeng and Lu Ziming, this violent collision is undoubtedly still very intense. At least many people in the audience are very enjoyable to watch.

And such a collision is destined not to last long.

"Boom!"

After lasting for half a quarter of an hour, finally with the last collision, the bodies of Mengfeng and Lu Ziming flew out upside down, and each landed on the edge of both sides of the ring.

In his mouth, he was gasping for breath.

And the clothes on his body have already burst open, shattered and broken. makes the two of them look quite embarrassed at the moment.

"Hurricane Mudra!"

However, at this moment, without taking two breaths at all, everyone saw Lu Ziming's body, and the amazing power emerged again, and a layer of storm suddenly condensed in the surrounding air, and they all converged towards Lu Ziming's right palm raised at this moment. In an instant, a cyan hurricane was formed.

"Drink!"

With Lu Ziming's loud shout, his palm slapped out.

A huge cyan handprint, which was almost comparable to half of the ring, suddenly broke through the air, and blasted away towards the dream wind on the edge of the ring opposite.

"Peerless Edge-Crazy Slash Flame Dragon Break!"

At the moment when he saw Lu Ziming's power condensed, Mengfeng's sword momentum also turned into an endless edge and raged, and finally condensed on the body of the Gathering Spirit Knife in his hand, and slashed out with him.

"Whew!!"

A dragon groan suddenly resounded, and an equally huge purple gold flame dragon also roared out.

"Boom!!"

The two powerful offsets collided together in an instant.

The terrifying power instantly shook a loud sound like thunder in the nine heavens, which shocked everyone present to be deaf in both ears, and many people who were close to it were directly shocked to their eardrums, and blood gushed out of their ears.

But at this moment, everyone didn't pay attention to their ears at all, but stared at the ring one by one.

The wreak of those two terrifying energies!

"Poof!"

There was a small sound that lasted for a long time, and everyone only heard a blood spray, and a figure suddenly flew out of the ring.

This made everyone present gather their eyes for the first time.

The moment they saw this figure clearly, there was an uproar in the field, and many people collapsed directly!

This person is undoubtedly Lu Ziming.

This also means that in this duel, Mengfeng won!

Again, this was his first victory on the third floor of the Guzong Duel Arena!

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