Chapter 50: Potential

In the next games, the second, third, fourth, and fifth, Lu Jingdu easily defeated his opponent.

And Liu Xin also played five games, however, he met his opponent in the second game, lost one move, won four games, and lost one.

Over there, Jiang Ling also won five in a row. Zhou An's strength in this kind of game is a little insufficient, winning four games and losing one, if it weren't for the opponents he encountered were too strong, the record would still be quite brilliant.

"The fifth group, eight against twelve. ”

In this battle, the contestants are Lu Jing and a black-faced youth.

On the battle platform.

Lu Jing looked at the black-faced young man opposite lightly and said, "You admit defeat yourself, I'm too lazy to do it." ”

The realm of the black-faced young man is also the sixth level of the foundation, how can he be willing to admit defeat? Especially when the other party actually spoke to him with such a bland attitude, as if he was making him admit defeat or giving charity, which made the black-faced young man angry in his heart.

"Do you want me Jiao Fei to admit defeat? Knock me down first!"

"Look at my Black Water God Fist, knock you down. ”

The black-faced young man roared angrily, strode into a meteor, and with a punch, boom, he shot out a black wave several stories high, the black giant wave roared violently, the momentum was amazing, and the hegemony was boundless.

Many viewers below were shocked by the black-faced youth's punch.

"Jiao Fei's Black Water Divine Fist seems to have been cultivated, and his realm is the same as Lu Jing's, it is the late stage of the sixth layer of the foundation, this time, I don't know how many moves Jiao Fei can pass. ”

After many people saw the black-faced young man Jiao Fei make a move, they felt that Jiao Fei would definitely lose, and it was a matter of a few moves to admit defeat.

It is also recognized by the deeds of the king that such an idea is generated, and it is impossible to lose unless there is a fight between the four kings.

"What kind of cat and dog boxing dare to be ugly in front of me?"

Lu Jing sneered, pinched the spell, and in an instant, a deep evil grimace appeared in front of him, which was the spell that Lu Jing went to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to exchange.

Seeing the grimace pounce on Jiao Fei, Jiao Fei realized the gap between the two, knowing that he was invincible, and then said in a low tone, "I admit defeat!"

In this battle, Lu Jingsheng was victorious.

As the battles passed, some rejoiced and some lamented.

In addition to the four kings, the other Tianjiao showed their strength, which can be called a hundred flowers blooming.

In the third ring, a fiery red light shone between his ten fingers, and it lit up in the void like playing a harp.

Silk threads are connected in series between heaven and earth, connecting into a gorgeous pattern.

The silk threads are extremely complex, and there are thousands of inscribed silk threads in between a dozen breaths.

"Knot!"

Shao Hua waved his hand, the inscription was wriggling, and a firebird-shaped formation gradually solidified in the void, which was very gorgeous.

Chirp!

With a crisp birdsong, the formation in the void made a lifelike firebird spread its wings, and after soaring in the void for a few breaths, it turned into a magnificent rain of fire and fell.

Nine pinnacle formations, firebird formations.

His opponent threw in the towel.

In the fourth ring, there were three flying knives suspended around the body, and the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect below were completely stunned one by one. Chen Gu even blinked his eyes twice, indeed, they were not mistaken...... This flying knife is indeed levitating, there is nothing to hold on, it is not a real thing!

"Divine Mind Master!"

"Air-controlled!"

"Shao Han is a Divine Master?"

Shao Han's eyes were cold, and the three flying knives suspended within more than ten meters around his body moved instantly!

Whoa!

The three flying knives instantly turned into phantoms, "Poof!"

"Hey, is it fast?" Suddenly, a black mist emerged from Shao Han's body, and the whole person showed a sense of evil.

The surrounding air fluctuated violently, turning into a black beam of light and forcing the opponent on.

Then at this moment, the whites of Shao Han's eyes turned black, like a magic eye from hell.

The black pupils, with strands of cold wind, and invisible spiritual power, unexpectedly enveloped the opponent at an unbelievable speed.

To outsiders, this spiritual force is intangible.

But in the eyes of his opponents, he seemed to have entered the darkness of the side, and it was pitch black and cold in front of him, and the whole person seemed to have entered an ice cellar.

"It turned out to be a psychic attack. ”

At this moment, the people in the audience were very surprised, and they needed to know that spiritual attacks were difficult to comprehend.

Ring No. 5, "Nightshade!" waved the gun in his hand, and Nightshade reported his name.

"Chen Qin!" said the outer disciple, who was a monk of the Five Realms of the Foundation.

"The competition begins. ”

Hearing this, Chen Qin brandished his sword and slashed towards the night corpse.

Night Death stood still, his right arm was raised, and the reincarnation spear stabbed directly into Chen He's chest.

Chen Qin's right arm exerted force, and he slashed towards the reincarnation spear.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, Chen Qin's war knife was swung open, and the gun continued to stab forward without moving, stopping in front of Chen Qin's throat.

Chen Qin's face changed, how could he not have imagined that with a knife with all his strength, he would not be able to shake the attack route of the Night Death Reincarnation Spear, and it would not change at all.

"I lost. Chen Qin took a few steps back and said to the Night Dead.

With a swing of his right hand, the reincarnation gun was put away, and he went down.

"This 13th night is a victory. ”

In the fourth ring, under one blow, Situ Shan's attack was resolved, and the whole person was shocked by this force and flew out.

"It's a lot stronger than it was a few months ago. ”

Situ Shan's face was gloomy.

"Die!"

Situ Shan shouted angrily, and the aura was released wildly, and the surroundings suddenly became much colder.

A cold ice palm hit Lu Feng's body.

"Did this work?"

The pale white frost on Lu Feng's body quickly condensed, but it was surged by the vigorous blood qi, and all those cold forces were dissolved.

"How so?"

Situ Shan was shocked, and his hands waved, like a storm swept away, turning into a sky attack and falling wildly towards Lu Feng.

In order to make this attack stronger, he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and turned his attack into ice-colored palm prints in the sky.

"Wind and thunder!"

Lu Feng's heart moved, and his feet turned into a wind and thunder, and he actually shuttled directly between this ice storm.

The terrible thing is that the palm print fell on Lu Feng's body, and it couldn't interfere with him in the slightest.

"Ice Dragon's Palm!"

At this time, Situ Shan's face turned pale, and he waved a palm, as if an ice dragon was moving.

'Whew!'

Urging the wind and thunder, Lu Feng's figure was simply unpredictable.

In an instant, the aura was instilled under his feet, and he directly kicked Situ Mountain with the power of rolling wind and thunder.

Lu Feng stepped on the wind and thunder, his momentum was like a god, and the cyan wind and thunder with the thickness of ten thumbs swirled around his feet.

This momentum made Situ Shan's heart tremble, and he roared angrily: "Xuanbing Immortal Palm!"

Rumble!

One kick shook the universe, and the Xuanbing Immortal Palm was directly stepped on by Lu Feng, and the power of that kick fell heavily on Situ Shan's chest.

The severe pain made Situ Shan tremble violently, and his eyes showed strong unwillingness and anger.

"Vulnerable. ”

Lu Feng retracted his feet and looked at Situ Shan's eyes with indifference.