After losing once, Bai Zhiyuan obviously knew that she did not have the strength to enter the top 50, so she simply jumped to the duel table between Ma Li'er and Wang Qiming, and became an audience with peace of mind.

At this time, it happened that Wang Song had already completed the treatment and returned to the open space with his heavy sword on his back.

At the time of treatment, he did not give up watching the battle, naturally knowing the success of Ma Li'er and Wang Qiming and the failure of Bai Zhiyuan.

Glancing over a few companions, and then skimming over Leng Yue, who had defeated him... At this time, she defeated the disciple of ring 45 and returned to the identity of the guarding disciple.

Wang Song looked back and forth several times, and finally froze on the platform No. 47.

The disciples on the stage had obviously just won the ring battle, and they were still meditating with their eyes closed, recovering their spiritual power and injuries.

Wang Song jumped lightly, surpassed a disciple who was also aiming at the 47th pair of platforms, stood firmly on the opposite platform, handed in the number plate and quietly returned to the same place, waiting for the opposite disciple to finish resting.

After a while, the disciple opposite Wang Song who was meditating with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and after a long roar, he turned over and stood up.

After moving the somewhat stiff joints with a "click", he picked up the war hammer behind him, pointed at Wang Song with one hand and shouted:

"Let's fight!"

Wang Song looked at the sturdy disciple in front of him, as well as the extremely destructive heavy weapon in his hand, and his eyes showed an excited look:

At first glance, this person is also a fierce general who likes to open and close!

And the disciple holding the war hammer also looked at Wang Song who was carrying the giant sword with a light in his eyes.

The two actually had some feelings of sympathy for each other and hating each other.

Wang Song took the lead in holding his fists and said: "Under the door of the dismounted elders, Wang Song has come to ask the senior brother for advice!

The disciple holding the war hammer also returned the salute:

"What the senior brother said is extremely true! The foolish brother is Wu Meng, a subordinate of Elder Niu, you and I must not leave our hands for a while, and do a good job!"

Wang Song's eyes lit up, it turned out that this Wu Meng was a subordinate of Elder Niu, no wonder he was so powerful...

As the deacon's disciples announced the beginning of the duel, the two of them, one dragging a heavy sword and the other wielding a war hammer, slammed into each other in the center of the dueling table.

The huge roar produced by the collision of the two weapons immediately attracted the attention of many disciples:

"Good guys! The two heavily armed maniacs collided together, this is a real man 1v1 battle!

Many male disciples had bright eyes, and they ran to the side to watch the battle with enthusiasm... The audience also erupted in enthusiastic cheering:

"Cut him, cut him, smash him! Change your posture and hit him with the back of your sword!"

"Hammer him, hammer him! Oh! Don't just use the hammer, the handle can also be used as a stick to whip him!"

The male disciples were all stimulated by the belligerent factor in their blood when they saw such a violent battle, and they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they couldn't wait to replace Wang Song and Wu Meng to fight!

However, most of the female disciples scoffed at this... What they prefer is a handsome male god, who defeats the enemy with a more elegant posture and means through strong martial arts and skills... Instead of slashing at each other brainlessly like these two berserkers.

That's right!

Wang Song and Wu Meng completely gave up their martial arts moves, and they were venting the violent power in their bodies, and the huge tremors produced between the collision of the heavy weapons in their hands "Ping Pong" and "Sonorous" made their hands numb at the same time, and a different kind of pleasure was generated in their hearts.

"Cool!

"Bang!!!Bang!!!"

"Comfortable!

"Ping Pong !!"

"Sonorous !!"

The two of them still felt uncomfortable after fighting dozens or hundreds of moves like this, and they even showed more violent tactics at the same time when they laughed tacitly!

"Senior brother, take it! "Wind Slash" - Sword Blade Tornado!"

Wang Song quickly danced the heavy sword in his hand, and after a few breaths, he once again formed a heavy sword storm that occupied half of the dueling platform!

Wu Meng, who was on the other side, saw Wang Song's tactics such a violent battle, his eyes lit up, and he shouted:

"Good to come, then try my Bloodthirsty Spell - Raging Warhammer!"

Between the words, Wu Meng cast a blood-red spell on himself, and after a few seconds, as if he had injected an excess of blood, the blood vessels all over his body suddenly swelled, and his eyes were scarlet-colored, and he was really crazy like a bloodthirsty beast!

Then he leapt into the air with a roar of rage, and rolled like a wheel with a warhammer in both hands, and his figure even became blurred!

A sword blade tornado and a war hammer flywheel collided in the center of the dueling arena like Mars hitting the earth!

The two are almost equally powerful, and countless fleeting sparks bloom at the place where the weapons collide, and it turned out to be an evenly matched stalemate, and no one has the feeling of exhaustion, and no one has the possibility of going backwards!

"This is the collision of men!"

"Wang Song, Wu Meng, you two are so good, from now on, in the hearts of buddies, you two are men among men!"

"Roar, come on, no one will lose, fight to the end!"

"Fight! Fight!"

All the disciples who watched this duel shouted frantically, Wang Song and Wu Meng really vividly showed the true colors of a man in their minds, and in the bloody roar of the two, countless disciples burst into tears!

Even the many elders in the stands nodded their heads again and again when they saw this:

"They are two bloody disciples, and they will definitely be two fierce generals in the future!"

"The two of them seem to be a disciple of the old cow, and the other is a disciple of the martial idiot Ma... No wonder both of them have this temperament, it seems that they are both following the master, hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter among the elders...

The whirlwind of blades and the warhammer flywheel collided with each other at least hundreds of times in the dueling arena!

Finally, after two "clicks", the heavy sword and the war hammer turned into countless pieces one after another, and they were completely destroyed in such a high-intensity friction and collision!

Wang Song and Wu Meng were also thrown out in the explosion of the two spirit weapons, and each fell to the corner of the dueling platform, and they didn't stand up for a long time.

After a long time, the two of them slowly sat up on their front and back feet, looked at the mess all over the ground and the large and small scars all over their bodies, did not feel distressed at all about the explosion of the spiritual weapon, patted their thighs and laughed, and then lay down on the ground together.

The deacon disciple walked between the two with a look of embarrassment, looked at you, and then looked at him, and finally reluctantly gave the result: a draw!