Soon, a lot of people started talking.

"What a group of ignorant people, my brother's third spirit skill is not an attack spirit skill, but this spirit skill of his is even more powerful than many attack spirit skills!" Zhou Kexin said with a disdainful look as he looked at the people who were laughing at his brother.

Joke, how can his younger brother be weak, his younger brother is very powerful, and every spiritual skill is personally selected for him by the elders of the family, which can be said to be very suitable for his younger brother's spiritual skill.

Shangguan Qing frowned, even she had never seen such a spiritual skill, so she didn't know what the role of this spiritual skill was.

Zhou Peng also heard the ridicule of the people around him, but he didn't care, just a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How can you people understand Ben Shao's spiritual skills, and soon you will be shocked by Ben Shao's eyes wide, and cheer for Ben Shao's strength!

The only thing that can feel the difference is Yan Bing, since Yan Bing felt a powerful metallic aura spread throughout the arena before, the two daggers in his hands felt as if they wanted to break free from their hands as if they didn't listen to their own words, but fortunately, Yan Bing's strength was great, otherwise, the two daggers would have flown away a long time ago.

But Yan Bing didn't hold out for long, and finally two daggers flew out of his hands.

"How is that possible!"

To his surprise, as soon as the two daggers flew into the air, they turned around one after another and stabbed towards Yan Bing at a rapid pace.

Although Yan Bing's reflexes were outstanding, but this time, he was still half a beat slower after all, and the two daggers directly cut through his arm, although his arm was protected by aura armor, he still couldn't resist the two daggers.

A streak of blood flowed straight down the wound.

"What the hell is going on?" at this moment, he didn't know what was going on.

"Yan Bing, now I also want you to taste the power of these two daggers, do you feel that you have been injured by your own weapon, it is particularly interesting!" Zhou Peng said triumphantly while controlling the two daggers towards Yan Bing.

"Your spiritual skill can actually control my dagger!" Zhou Peng said this, Yan Bing finally understood, why the two daggers in his hands broke free of his hands, flew into the air, and then kept attacking him, all because of the opponent's third spiritual skill, metal intent!

"That's right, my third spiritual skill, metal intent, is enough to control the metal in the opponent's hand, as long as it is made of metal, I can control it, let it become my weapon, do you find my strength now!" Seeing Yan Bing deflated, Zhou Peng was even more happy, controlling Yan Bing's two daggers, and stabbing towards Yan Bing frantically.

Two daggers glowing with blue light flew around the sky, extremely sharp.

"The first spirit skill, the water spirit shield!"

Yan Bing's Water Spirit Shield couldn't resist the sharpness of the two daggers at all, and it didn't take long for it to come into contact with the dagger blade, and the Water Spirit Shield shattered directly.

Yan Bing had never encountered such a spiritual skill before, although this spiritual skill seemed to be very strong, but it also had a fatal flaw, that is, if there was no metal around, then this spiritual skill would be useless at all.

Under Zhou Peng's control, the speed of the two daggers was very fast, no matter how fast Yan Bing's speed was, but after a long time, his physical strength gradually weakened, his speed gradually slowed down, and there were more and more wounds on his body.

"What the hell should I do?"

At this moment, Yan Bing finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and while dodging the dagger that attacked him, he was thinking about how to crack the opponent's third spirit skill, Metal Intent!

"Yan Bing, if you surrender now, I can consider letting you go!"

"Surrender, that's impossible!" In Yan Bing's eyes, there was never the word surrender, for him, admitting defeat was impossible.

Now the surrounding audience was surprised by Zhou Peng's spiritual skills, although his spiritual skills did not seem to be too powerful, but if they were used in the place of joint force, they could play a more powerful role.

For example, at this moment, Zhou Peng controlled the dagger in Yan Bing's hand, causing Yan Bing to suddenly lose two sharp weapons, and these sharp weapons attacked him in turn, which shows how much impact it has on Yan Bing.

"There is, the second spiritual skill, Rain Curtain Tianhua!" Yan Bing's body instantly lit up with two blue aura rings.

Immediately after, a mist appeared on the playing table.

"What the hell is this?" Looking at the white mist rising on the competition stage, Zhou Peng's face was confused, "No matter what the hell he does, the final victory must be mine." As he spoke, he took control of Yan Bing's two daggers and stabbed towards Yan Bing at one time.

It didn't take long for the arena to be completely enveloped in these white mist, and everyone around them couldn't see the battle inside.

"What the hell is going on inside?"

"Why is it foggy all of a sudden?"

The people around looked confused, and they didn't know what the hell the two people in the arena were doing.

Due to the existence of the white mist, Zhou Peng's vision was also reduced, and he could not see the trace of Yan Bing, and the two daggers he controlled could not find any direction, so he could only fly around in the air.

In his second spiritual technique, Rain Curtain Tianhua, he can not only weaken the opponent's strength and reduce his vision, but also heal himself, although the effect is not too obvious, but it also has a little effect, Yan Bing's wound that was cut by the dagger just now is also nourished by the mist at this moment, and slowly stopped the bleeding.

"Damn, these white mist are really in the way!" Zhou Peng on the side could only scold in a low voice.

Unable to find any trace of Yan Bing, his third spirit skill, Metal Intent, was useless.

Looking at the two daggers circling in the air, Yan Bing knew that only by completely subduing his two daggers could he completely disarm the opponent's third spirit skill.

At this time, Yan Bing suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Peng, and then Yan Bing panicked in front of Zhou Peng, and then hid to the side.

"Where are you running this time?" After seeing Yan Bing, Zhou Peng controlled the two daggers in the air and chased in the direction of Yan Bing's escape.

Looking at the two daggers flying towards him, Yan Bing's face showed a smile, he knew that the other party had fallen into a trick, and the reason why he suddenly appeared was to let Zhou Peng control his two daggers to fly towards him, and then he directly subdued these two daggers, and if he lost his two daggers, Zhou Peng's third spiritual skill would be completely invalid.

Sure enough, when Yan Bing could no longer be seen, the two daggers only knew how to fly forward, and they had no purpose at all.

Yan Bing flew up, directly dodging the two daggers flying towards him, holding the two daggers directly with both hands, and then instantly put the two daggers back into his hidden spirit.

"How is that possible?" At this time, Zhou Peng directly lost the connection between the two daggers, as if the two daggers suddenly disappeared, because under the effect of the white mist, he couldn't see what happened just now, the only thing that could be explained was that without these two daggers, his third spirit skill would be useless at the moment, although there was also metal outside the competition table, but it was too far away from him, and he couldn't control it at all.

After seeing that the other party did not move, "Sure enough, I guessed correctly, after losing his two daggers, the other party's third spirit skill is completely useless, so the next thing will be easy!" As he spoke, Yan Bing's body disappeared into these white mist at once.

At this time, in these white mists, Yan Bing was already in an invincible position, even if he didn't attack, the other party might not be able to defeat him here.

"The third spirit skill, water dragon cannon!"

The voice was behind, Zhou Peng didn't find Yan Bing's figure, and the assassin only saw a huge water dragon, heading straight for him.

"The first spiritual skill, the copper wall is ironclad!"

The water dragon instantly engulfed Zhou Peng's whole person.

"Poof!" Zhou Peng spit out a few mouthfuls of water, and then slowly stood up from the ground, fortunately, his first spiritual skill was released, otherwise, Yan Bing's blow would definitely knock him out of the field, in this way, he would also lose the qualification for the game, and the one who won in the end was Yan Bing, this is not what he wants to see, and at the same time it is not what he wants, he wants to defeat Yan Bing, completely defeated!

................................................................................................................................. (To be continued)