"Wan Qing, the lines on your bronze arm seem to be developing in this direction as well!"

Wan Qing suddenly chuckled in his heart, there were indeed lines on the bronze arm, but it was too vague, Wan Qing did not study it in depth, and this bronze arm seemed to be reluctant to give Wan Qing a chance to study, because the consumption of this bronze arm became more and more terrifying as Wan Qing's level increased.

Now, Wan Qing is not at the critical moment, and he will not use the bronze arm casually, and the bronze arm has completely become the bottom of Wan Qing's pressure box.

"Is there any connection to all this?" Wan Qing muttered in his heart.

The mysterious lines made Wan Qing more and more curious, but there was no way, because the clearest thing was the lines on the steps, but just looking at it, it was impossible to understand the mystery, and it had to be touched with your hands, but the steps were too high, and they couldn't reach the lines on it at all.

"Don't worry about it for now, look at how strong the combined momentum of this rhubarb and Xiao Hei is!" For such a powerless situation, Wan Qing directly chose to give up, not to give up, but to wait until he has the ability to solve it.

Looking at the tiger head of the two fists, the corners of Wan Qing's mouth curled slightly, this feeling is sour, even if the two fists have not yet been blasted, but Wan Qing can feel in his heart that the power of these two fists must be terrifying.

"Brother Mu Lin, I'm going to attack!" Wan Qing said, a pair of clear eyes, emitting a powerful battle intent.

"Brother Wan Qing, I've been waiting for a long time!" Mu Lin also smiled slightly, and his eyes were also full of expectation, wanting to know how strong he was in this fourth stage, and how big the gap between himself and Wan Qing was.

"Lion Tiger Fist!"

Wan Qing let out a loud shout, his body disappeared in place, and appeared in front of the giant tortoise in the wood, and the black tiger with both fists roared, shocking all directions.

Not to be outdone, the giant tortoise on the opposite side also roared towards Wan Qing, and the sound was like the wolf howl of a lone wolf, a little desolate.

"Wooden shield!" Mu Lin snorted coldly, his hands were like spirit snakes, dancing quickly, pinching the seal, and a blue-green energy shield was attached to the tortoise shell, but this layer of energy seemed to be a little thin, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was as thin as cicada wings.

"Damn, this tortoiseshell is too big, covering so widely, and the energy in each place is a little small!" Mu Lin muttered to himself, if it was only attached to the first layer of the big tree, the energy would be much denser.

Just as Mu Lin was thinking, Wan Qing's Lion Tiger Fist had already fallen, and the surrounding air was full of wrinkles and scattered in all directions.

"How...... There is not a trace of collision!?" A young man couldn't believe it, the air on his face was wrinkled, it stands to reason that the voice would not be small, let alone like this, silent, just like watching a pantomime.

"This punch is a little too strong, is this the fourth stage of momentum?" muttered a young man standing in the third stage of momentum, unable to think of comparing himself to the two in the ring.

"Wood, your tortoise shell won't be a simulation of the old turtle you saw that time!" Fang Lu also whispered to himself, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he met the giant old turtle in the depths of the wilderness with Mu Lin, Fang Lu is still a little afraid.

"Boss, this tiger head seems to be Xiao Hei's appearance!" Huo Meng muttered in the stands, this time the second-level battle was screened, Huo Meng was worthy of entering the top twenty, and was defeated by Fang by Fang by one move yesterday.

Although Huomeng was defeated, Huomeng learned a lot from this screening. None of those opponents, especially those who are behind, are easy to mess with. The moves they use are also strange, but they are all extremely tricky killing methods, these are all things that Huomeng has not experienced, these are all supreme products for Huomeng, and they are frantically absorbed by Huomeng to enhance their strength.

Seeing that Wan Qing was still in a stalemate with Mu Lin, the tiger head was biting wildly, but it was only biting the outermost layer of wooden shield energy, and it seemed that he had no idea what to do with the giant tortoise's shell.

"This giant tortoise is not simple, this wood forest must have seen the deity, and may even have fought with the giant tortoise, otherwise this condensation is so powerful, not only the shape, but also the god!"

"Oh, there is such a powerful giant tortoise?" Wan Qing was also stunned, how strong this giant tortoise was, it could actually resist the bite of Xiao Hei's form.

You must know that Xiao Hei's combat power was very remarkable before he became bigger, and his combat power became much stronger when he became a tiger, and he didn't even break the shell of the giant tortoise, which can only show that the giant tortoise is very strong.

"But the stronger I get, the better the momentum of my little black form can be honed!" Wan Qing smiled, I'm not afraid that you're too strong, I'm afraid that you're not strong, and it's too boring to kill in seconds.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Wan Qing's mouth, Mu Lin also smiled slightly, which is also exactly what I want, only by being evenly matched can I have the best tempering for myself.

Mu Lin had some hope that this situation would continue, so that he could hone the form of this giant tortoise more solidly, and then he would have a higher certainty in facing the reincarnation competition and achieve a better ranking.

The two of them remained in this state quietly, and in just one hour, many spectators were enthusiastic at the beginning, and now they are disheartened, and many people are dozing off.

"It's moving, Wan Qing is moving!" The curious person was the first to exclaim, seeing Wan Qing looking at the distance from behind, and the tiger head with both fists became more and more powerful, even from so far away he could feel the domineering of the king of beasts.

"Finally moved... "A young man asked, stretching his waist and looking into the ring.

"Even the people are still fighting, but this time it's no longer a stalemate, it's a real battle!" said the curious with excitement on his face, his eyes glowing with a scorching light.

"Wan Qing Originality-Illusion!"

Wan Qing pulled away from the distance, then swooped forward, his fists frantically blasted forward, making Dao Dao fist marks, forming a barrier.

"Good coming!" Mu Lin also snorted coldly, and took out a wooden spear from his back, this gun was solid wood from the head to the tail, and it was the head of a complete wooden stick polished.

"This gun, but I grabbed it from the old turtle, so I'll let you taste it!" Mu Lin said proudly, as if to show off his achievements.

"The wood is real, this gun has been taken out!" Fang ruthlessly slapped his head, his heart was a pain in his heart, for this wooden stick, the two of them fought with the giant turtle for three days before they were lucky enough to steal this wooden stick, if it weren't for the speed of the giant turtle, otherwise the two would have whined and wailed.

"Wooden Gun! Thorn!" Mu Lin's voice fell, and the whole person and the wooden gun fused into one, the person is the gun, the gun is the person, and the head of the gun is on the head of the giant turtle, galloping towards Wan Qing.