"In the second round of the competition, Wu Yaofeng vs. Wang Longfei!"

Wu Yaofeng, who was sitting in the rest area, immediately stood up from his seat, his burly and majestic body shimmering with a faint black luster in the sunlight.

And the student who fought against Wu Yaofeng was a monk of the fifth layer of the Pulse Expansion Realm, and his appearance was not very eye-catching, and he was also an ordinary student who was difficult to find out in the crowd.

Wang Longfei, who already knew his opponent, slowly walked into the ring, his face was unexpectedly flat, and it seemed that he didn't have any frustration with such a strong opponent as Wu Yaofeng.

The two walked into the ring and stood up, everything was ready, and Zhao Baiqun immediately announced the start of the competition.

Wu Yaofeng's hands hung down softly, and he didn't look like a posture of being ready for battle at all, and he looked a little lazy, as if he didn't take the other party in his eyes at all.

However, Wu Yaofeng's arrogance is normal.

After all, he was a monk at the sixth level of the Expanding Pulse Realm, and who could compare to the eighth tier?

Moreover, he has cultivated advanced body refining techniques, and the muscles in his body have reached a terrifying realm, he can easily tear apart demon beasts with his bare hands, and he has an extremely strong defense, if there is no strong and powerful kill, it is difficult to cause substantial damage to Wu Yaofeng.

The students in the audience were all with a sense of regret.

Although this Wang Longfei's cultivation is said to have reached the fifth layer of the Pulse Expansion Realm, he is not a master on weekdays, but he can reach the top sixteen, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

Fortunate.

For him, the students can only give such an evaluation.

But now it seems that his luck has come to an end.

In the face of Wu Yaofeng, the best choice is to surrender, so as not to end up miserable.

Everyone couldn't help but recall the students who fought against Wu Yaofeng, they were all defeated by Wu Yaofeng's punch without exception, such a tragic situation, I still shudder when I think about it now!

Wu Yaofeng stood still, which did not mean that Wang Longfei did not move.

At the moment when Zhao Baiqun announced the beginning, Wang Longfei began to prepare, although the opponent was Wu Yaofeng, but he still did not have any frustration, but wanted to attack first, this courage is indeed commendable in the eyes of outsiders.

"The power of the bloodline!"

Wang Longfei trembled his body and whispered to himself, a blood-colored line climbed up his body, and then his whole person was completely the same.

Red flames covered Wang Longfei's body, completely engulfing his entire figure, and a red pillar of fire appeared in the ring.

"Triple ...... Bloodline?" Wu Yaofeng felt the heat wave from the other party, and his eyelids raised slightly, "It's a bit unexpected." ”

The students in the audience were all stunned, this Wang Longfei even had hidden strength!?

Sure enough, I really don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

When it comes to the critical moment, all kinds of hole cards are played!

However, these triple bloodlines could not pose any threat to Wu Yaofeng at all, and Wang Longfei was just hitting a stone with an egg, and he had no good chance of winning.

"Heavenly ...... Heaven-level spiritual skill!"

"Dragon's Wrath!"

The audience was silent.

What is shh shh!?

Heaven-level spiritual skill?!

I ****** heard me right?!

In a duel of Pulse Expansion Realm cultivators, there was a heaven-level spiritual skill?

What's wrong with the world?

Don't you need money for high-level psychic skills?

The students on the viewing platform couldn't help but pluck out their ears and wonder if they had heard it wrong.

However, the red storm that suddenly appeared in the ring confirmed that this was indeed the power that a heaven-level spiritual skill could burst out.

The red waves of flame continued to surge, and there was already a sea of fire in front of Wu Yaofeng, and only the trace of land under his feet in the entire ring was not swallowed by the waves.

Wang Longfei's figure had disappeared in that sea of fire, and gradually a bright light appeared in the center of the sea of fire, which was a pair of pupils.

The pupils flickered with a soul-stirring white light, and then the dragon's head gradually emerged, and a lifelike fire dragon appeared.

In the body of the fire dragon, Wang Longfei's body was integrated into it, providing it with a steady stream of strength.

"Heaven-level spiritual skill?" Wu Yaofeng's face finally began to shake, he shouted angrily, the muscles of his upper body instantly expanded, and his clothes exploded with a bang.

A layer of black crystals appeared on Wu Yaofeng's surface, and the black aura emanated from his body, looking like a general in ancient times.

The students in the rest area were also shocked, why are these dark horses one after another?

The heaven-level spiritual skills have all run out, can this Wu Yaofeng resist it?

"It turned out to be a heaven-level spiritual skill. Ye Ran's face was solemn, he himself also had a heaven-level spiritual skill brought out from the underground palace of the Heavenly Saint Martial Kingdom-** Eight Desolations, and the power displayed by Wang Longfei's heaven-level spiritual skill was obviously a little stronger.

Of course, this is also caused by Ye Ran's failure to complete the cultivation of all the killing moves in "**Eight Desolations".

If Ye Ran had completed the cultivation of all the killing moves, he would definitely be several times stronger than Wang Longfei's spiritual skills.

And now Ye Ran is thinking about it, if he is on such a move, how should he deal with it?

......

......

"You, do you still want to resist?" Wang Longfei, who had turned into a fire dragon, looked at Wu Yaofeng, who was constantly rising, and let out a series of roars, "It's just in vain!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Longfei roared, and with endless flames, he rushed towards Wu Yaofeng.

Wu Yaofeng was black and steaming, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, the sound was simply not something that people could make, it shook people's hearts, like an ancient beast, with full of unwillingness and anger.

"Isn't the heaven-level spiritual skill remarkable?" Wu Yaofeng's voice became hoarse, as if two rough pieces of iron were rubbing together.

"Look how I beat it up with one punch!"

A flash of light appeared on Wu Yaofeng's fist, and he pounced on Wang Lung with a cruel smile.

"Hisss hiss!"

Wherever the fist passed, the red flames were all cut mercilessly like a light ribbon.

Feeling those severing waves, Wu Yaofeng's eyes lit up, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out to be nothing more than a crippled heaven-level spiritual skill." ”

"You're trying to defeat me with this crippled heaven-level spiritual skill?

The students on the viewing platform didn't know that Wang Longfei's heaven-level spiritual skill was broken, they only knew that Wang Longfei was very likely to cut Wu Yaofeng down.

This also means that they are going to witness the birth of a dark horse with their own eyes!

"Heavenly Soul Bloodline!"

Ye Ran's eyes were coated with a layer of black light, and he also sensed the abnormality of Wang Long's flying heaven-level spiritual technique.

"Full of loopholes!"