In the second ring, more than 200 thousand spirits, all of them exuded the fanaticism of gamblers, and the huge sound resounded in the sky.

Those who bet on sixth place or higher beat gongs and drums and shouted in unison, "Zhang Wenjie will lose! Zhang Wenjie will lose! Rice fighting is like a bamboo, Zhang Wenjie is going to lose! Zhang Wenjie is going to lose! Rice is like a bamboo." ”

However, more people were betting on seventh place, and these people also gathered in groups of three or five, tearing their throats and shouting, "Come on Zhang Wenjie! Come on Zhang Wenjie! Don't let us down, otherwise you will break your legs!"

Those who obviously underestimate Mi Dou, bet on the eighth, ninth and tenth places, those who have already lost, and their blood-red eyes are also widened, some curse Mi Dou will fail miserably, and some cold-eyed hope that Mi Dou will rush to the first place, and if they lose, the rest don't want to win.

I will be angry with you! I will look up to you for the next three years! Tang Bajie, the gambling stick, naturally also participated in this gambling game, he has already discussed back and forth with Mi Dou more than ten times, and finally like Mi Dou, 1:1:1:1:1 bet on the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth, as long as Mi Dou rushes into the top five, it will almost be a loss.

Zhang Wenjie smiled, saluted Mi Dou slightly, and said with the demeanor of a big faction, "Brother Mi Dou, you have gone all the way from the eighty-sixth place to the eighth place, and you are very impressed, I am really ashamed of myself, and I ask my brother to show mercy!"

Mi Dou looked at the smiling and smiling eyes, and knew that this Zhang Wenjie was a hypocritical shrewd person, eight out of ten sentences were not credible, and Mi Dou also said generously, "Brother Zhang smiled, I just had a little bit of luck, I met Brother Zhang today, no matter how good the luck is, there will definitely be no chance of winning, and I hope that Brother Zhang will give me a good step down." ”

Both of them can only succeed and not fail, and they both saw each other's smiles hidden knives, but they still looked like each other, and they were polite, showing the graceful demeanor of hypocrites.

As soon as the gong sounded, the two qi engines exploded suddenly, and the momentum of the teeth and claws collided together, Miss Yuedai nodded slightly in the audience, and the strength of Mi Dou's divine thoughts, which was nearly eighty places behind Zhang Wenjie during the test, and now collided with Zhang Wenjie, although it was still unbeatable, it was not too difficult, and it had already reached the middle and upper reaches of the first phase of the main phase.

Zhang Wenjie felt that the qi machine hit on the opposite side was as big as a cow, although the strength was not as good as his own, the number was much more than himself, he couldn't help but change his face slightly, the first king of dark horses in history, it was really a bit strange!

Zhang Wenjie quickly calmed down, he had cultivated a total of twelve single-fire level spiritual techniques, and all kinds of spiritual techniques were quickly summoned.

Mi Dou dragged the roaring tornado, like a mad tiger crashing over, brute force hard bump, this is his favorite way, this Zhang Wenjie has a twelve-style double bucket level spiritual skill, Mi Dou is only one move, you damn it!

Zhang Wenjie pinched his hand and summoned, the ground was covered with a layer of ice, Zhang Wenjie pinched his hand again, and a wind wing was generated behind him, and the wind pushed, and suddenly turned into a phantom, gliding at high speed on the ice, easily dodging the jump of Mi Dou's Taishan top.

As soon as Mi Dou stepped down, the ice blocks within three meters were shattered, and the pieces were thrown up, and Zhang Wenjie, who was gliding, smiled sinisterly, and a ball of green vines grew out under the ice, with rows of spikes, stabbing towards Mi Dou.

This Zhang Wenjie is really powerful, he does not cultivate ten-fire level spiritual arts, but has cultivated many powerful single-fire level spiritual arts, and the competition clothes are bulging with all kinds of magic materials, but in a breath, he has already performed three single-fire level spiritual arts.

It was only three times trapped, Mi Dou looked calm, he knew that Zhang Wenjie could go to the seventh trap at the peak, the blood dragon seed life stick smashed to the ground, Mi Dou flew up, and rushed out of the range of Qingteng's sneak attack, Zhang Wenjie, who was gliding at high speed, had already killed, and three sections of mercury-like hot liquid metal shot out and sprinkled it on the top of Mi Dou's head.

'Tai Chi Drag Qi' Mi Dou Throwing Stick Summoned, and the second roaring tornado was instantly generated, blocking the three sections of metal liquid, and the five layers of sleepiness! Zhang Wenjie pinched his hand and summoned again, and a phantom of Mount Tai appeared in the air, pressing down the tornado, and the roaring tornado twisted his body, knocking the phantom of Mount Tai that bound him to pieces, but he still couldn't get out of the trap.

Zhang Wenjie raised his arms, and the red musket appeared on his right hand, tightly connected with Zhang Wenjie's arm, and the scorching tip emitted a golden light, and under the impetus of the phoenix wings, Zhang Wenjie had accelerated to the limit speed on the gliding ice, and with the scorching musket, it crashed into the rice bucket like a bullet.

He Mingxin in the audience nodded lightly, this Zhang Wenjie is indeed a talent, others are afraid of multitasking, try to cultivate high-level secondary spiritual arts, and are unwilling to be distracted by low-level secondary spiritual arts.

Single-fire level spiritual arts, the power is certainly much lower than that of ten-fire level spiritual arts, but a single tiger is invincible to ten wolves, the more intelligent people are, the more they can exert the power of low-level spiritual combination arrays, they have infinite possibilities, and they can also build momentum, forcing you to various seemingly harmless traps, in fact, a little advantage is superimposed, waiting to give you a final blow.

He Mingxin smiled slightly, and said to the battle maniac beside him, "Zhengzhi, it seems that you don't need to appear." ”

Wang Zhengzhi's eyes widened, and he looked not angry and arrogant, but his voice was very gentle, and he said gently, "It's not that simple, Miaoyinzhuang has already passed on all the treasures of the town faction to him, and he can still escape if he uses the 'Yakage Firebird'." ”

The six types of spiritual arts came together, and the arrowage firebird could naturally escape, however, Mi Dou smiled coldly, he summoned two tornadoes, naturally not to take it, Mi Dou stood in place, the blood dragon seed life stick danced, and the two summoned tornadoes began to twist and devour each other, under the huge suction of the two suction cups, the two tornadoes formed a Taiji ring chasing each other, the Taiji ring became smaller and smaller, more and more aggressive, Mi Dou stood in the huge Taiji ring, and Chu Li sent out an earth-shattering smash.

Mount Tai's phantom was pressed down, but it was torn apart by a knife-like tornado in an instant, the more the Taiji ring shrank, the more concentrated the power became, the Taishan phantom was completely submerged, and then, the gliding ice water technique was also torn off, this type of water technique sucked the ground and spread, and was completely destroyed by the knife-like wind, and the green vine hidden under the ice was growing wildly in the Taiji ring, and was torn apart by the knife-like wind.

In an instant, the Tai Chi Blade Ring reversed the situation and cracked Zhang Wenjie's sixfold trap, which made the audience exclaim, the more this rice bucket fights, the more spiritual skills there are, could it be that it is really hiding strength?

Mi Dou has gone all the way, if there are really other spiritual arts, he would have taken them out a long time ago, although Mi Dou's spiritual skills are only one or two, but his creativity is very amazing, and he has constantly evolved'Tai Chi Drag Qi', and has developed a 'Tai Chi Blade Ring' equivalent to the level of ten fire-level spiritual arts, but the consumption of maintaining spiritual skills is many times larger, unlike tornadoes, it is no problem to support three or five days.

The destructive power of the Taiji blade ring is very powerful, the single-fire level spiritual skill is shattered when touched, turning into all kinds of waste energy, and rushing into the blade ring, Zhang Wenjie felt that his clothes were about to tear, and the burning musket in his hand became a dying match in a blink of an eye, and the phoenix wings behind him were directly torn off, swallowed by the blade ring, and turned into his own wind power.

Wang Zhengzhi's face in the audience was solemn, and his gentle voice was very harsh, "Zhang Wenjie's low-level spiritual combination, although there are many advantages, but the disadvantages are also obvious, it is completely impossible to collide with this Taiji ring, Zhang Wenjie should be able to defend the main body, Mi Dou has already consumed two tornadoes, and it is impossible to create a second Taiji blade ring." ”

Yes, Zhang Wenjie's single-fire level spiritual skill can be cast three times, and Mi Dou only has such a blade ring, if it is more than consumption, Mi Dou will definitely be at a disadvantage, holding on to the blood dragon life stick, Mi Dou seems to be waiting for something, a steady stream of divine thoughts are sent in, Taibai Xinglong is shouting wildly in the long stick, beating him to death with a stick!

It's a pity that as soon as Mi Dou made a move, he trapped Zhang Wenjie with the Tai Chi Blade Ring, I have to say, the sense of battle is extremely perverted, Zhang Wenjie secretly said that it was not good, he didn't expect that Mi Dou could actually create his own tricks, ten fire-level spiritual skills, with the blessing of the blood dragon life stick, faintly has the power to reach the peak, which has disrupted Zhang Wenjie's plan, and put him in danger, looking at the blood dragon seed life stick two zhang ago, it is full of groundbreaking momentum.

Zhang Wenjie roared, and the liquid metal that was rolled up by the Tai Chi blade ring exploded in an instant, and in the knife-like turbulent airflow, it instantly solidified into a leaf on the roof of the building, blocking the airflow for a short moment.

In this short moment, Zhang Wenjie showed a sneer, and his momentum suddenly skyrocketed, Mi Dou knew that he was waiting for it to come, only to see a milky white flying line shoot out, which instantly hit Mi Dou's chest, Mi Dou shook his arm and smashed it, and the blood dragon life rod smashed into this milky white flying line with the power of Wan Jun.

Stupid! Zhang Wenjie's eyes were cold, and in an instant, the milky white flying line suddenly exploded, turning into a white spider web, wrapping the blood dragon seed life stick and rice bucket, and the rice bucket smashed into the air, and immediately felt the tenacity of this spider web, and another milky white flying line exploded, turning into a half-zhang spider web to wrap the rice bucket and the blood dragon seed life stick.

Spider Web Technique! It is a thousand-fire level sub-spiritual technique, which is many times more powerful than the ten-fire level spiritual technique, and Mi Dou didn't expect it, it was actually this kind of difficult insect technique, and under the defenseless experience, it was embarrassed to hit the road, Mi Dou waved the blood dragon seed life stick and struggled, however, the spider web of the thousand fire level was very tenacious, and Mi Dou couldn't break free.

Don't be complacent! Mi Dou howled angrily, pinched his hand and pushed it violently, the power of the Tai Chi Blade Ring rose by a few percent, the solidified metal of the Wind Stop Tower was torn apart, and the blocked wind roared, and the Wind Stop Lou was smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye, and the knife-like wind trapped Zhang Wenjie, making it difficult for him to advance an inch, and it was difficult to retreat an inch, and all the milky white flying lines that were punched out were all swept into the tornado and could not shoot outside the Tai Chi Blade Ring.