Shen Congwu walked on stage angrily, originally he was unwilling to take on the job of referee, but the other three found a suitable excuse, but he was more upright and could not avoid Yu Tiancheng's appointment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

glanced at the two boys casually, cleared his throat and said, "In this competition, except for the non-use of supernatural powers, other means are acceptable." Knocking your opponent down or forcing them out of the ring wins. ”

After speaking concisely and clearly, seeing that the two of them were ready, he signaled for the official start of the game, and then left the venue with Xiao Tian.

In the next moment, Leng Yifeng was obviously impatient, pulled out six steel needles half a meter long from his waist, and rushed towards the other party, as if he had seen Ding Yuanyang fall at his feet.

Seeing Leng Yifeng in action, people erupted in exclamations, some were moved by his speed, and some were excited to see the divine power on the monk's body with their own eyes.

In the audience, Hu Daoscar looked at Ding Yuanyang with a sneer, this time, he will definitely die a miserable death, a C-level monk, he can't win by brute force.

At this time, Ding Yuanyang also reacted, his movements were no slower than Leng Yifeng, and the pale red fire divine power burst out from his body, and he swung his knife with his backhand at the right time.

Leng Yifeng saw that his weapon couldn't even be covered by divine power, and there was a contempt in his eyes, the opponent was so weak, how boring it was to knock him down with one blow, he had to torture him well!

Thinking about it, he turned his arm and used three steel needles to take the knife "poof", and then said in a weird way: "Yo, the strength is not bad." ”

Using three thin needles to block the exaggerated knife, people seem to see that the victory and defeat have been decided, especially the female audience who screamed for Leng Yifeng just now, roaring even harder.

It's just that when he saw the red divine power coming out of Ding Yuanyang's body, Hu Dao Scar couldn't laugh anymore, he felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, and his face looked like he had seen a ghost.

"It's... Isn't he a wood-based monk, why is he using fire-based divine power now!"

He also had the same idea as the monk who witnessed the challenge in the square that day.

Only then did they understand that it was not that Hu Daoscar was too weak, but that Ding Yuanyang was too strong!

It seems that the last time the two of them carried his heavy knife together, it was not for show. It's really overwhelming that this C-level monk on the field wants to challenge an A-level monk!

Leng Yifeng on the field didn't understand the situation, he only felt that the other party's divine power was weak, and he was an easy target to bully.

Suddenly thought of a good way to torture, first use the steel needle covered with divine power to pierce this flashy heavy knife!

Destroying your opponent's weapon is more humiliating than knocking them out!

Thinking of acting, he held the steel needle in his left hand and pierced the knife side, and when he thought it would be easy to pierce it, he only heard a clanging sound, and the opponent's heavy knife did not even leave traces of collision!

What's going on with this weapon! Leng Yifeng was shocked and angry, the steel needle covered with his divine power was helpless to take it.

You must know that after the weapon is infused with divine power, the destructiveness and hardness increase exponentially.

Moreover, this steel needle of his own is not ordinary, it was brought back from the ancient tomb by his father, and if he uses the same material to make a sword, it is not a problem to sharpen iron like clay.

Could it be that this exaggerated heavy sword also came from the ancient tomb?

Ding Yuanyang saw that he was stunned, and took this opportunity to pull the heavy sword back, just now it was just a test, and only used about five layers of strength.

He was afraid that if the other party was an embroidered pillow and was chopped to death with a heavy hand, he would have to face the danger of being chased by the king.

It's just that judging from the results of the test just now, this person definitely has the strength of a C-level monk, but his brain is a little difficult to use, and he didn't figure out why he used a steel needle to pierce his knife face.

Ding Yuanyang didn't keep his hand in the future, he began to accumulate strength while drawing the knife, and then he made another backhand like a knife.

When Leng Yifeng came back to his senses, the blade had already fallen into the air, but he also blocked it with one hand, but it obviously felt much more difficult than just now.

Seeing the divine power exuded by Ding Yuanyang's body, he was not even D-level, and his strength was almost the same as that of a C-level monk, and suddenly Leng Yifeng didn't dare to despise this opponent anymore.

When he got serious, the power of the C-rank monk was revealed, with the help of powerful divine power, not only strength, but also speed.

In the fight between the two, Ding Yuanyang was almost stabbed by the opponent's steel needle several times, and finally relied on the flexibility of his body to dodge in a very strange posture.

Although Ding Yuanyang insisted on the C-level for ten minutes with the strength of the E-level, and there was no lottery on his body, but in the eyes of the audience, he was being pressed and beaten by Leng Yifeng, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

There are not many people who really know how to do it, Leng Guanghong is one of them, and he looks at Ding Yuanyang with admiration.

Then he said to Yu Tiancheng: "Brother Tiancheng, your subordinate is very good, you have such good strength at the E level, and you will have it after the divine power catches up in the future, I will say what kind of person can make Xiao Rou's heart move." ”

Yu Tiancheng smiled heartily: "Brother Guanghong, don't praise him to the sky, if you really use supernatural powers, I'm afraid that little nephew Yifeng will be able to knock him down in less than two minutes, after all, we monks still focus on supernatural attacks." ”

Leng Guanghong didn't think so, but he didn't dwell on this issue anymore, but stared at the heavy knife in Ding Yuanyang's hand: "I look at that knife quite familiarly, isn't it the one in Yinghai Tomb?"

Yu Tiancheng nodded, he knew when Liang Yinqiu brought it back, but he didn't expect to let Ding Yuanyang go to the seventh district, and by the way, he also got back a piece of [Ancient Artifact].

As the name suggests, [Ancient Artifact] is a weapon left over from ancient times, and the materials used to make these weapons are very special, and even some materials cannot find the existence of such metal minerals in the entire range of the Twelve Regions.

The heavy knife in Ding Yuanyang's hand was even more special than most ancient weapons, and its hardness was a must, and Leng Guanghong had used all his strength to strike, but it could not damage it in the slightest.

It seems to be a treasure in this way, but the most important point is that for the containment of divine power, this knife is basically equal to zero, and even has to absorb divine power, and at the same time the weight will increase.

A bulky weapon, what's the use of it.

If it is used by Yu Tiancheng, a king-level, he can completely control it in terms of strength, but the long sword on his waist is not much harder, and it is extremely accommodating.

Leng Guanghong was reminded of that time by this heavy knife, and he wanted to come to the third brother in charge of the Seventh Free Zone, but he hadn't seen it for a few years.

In the center of the venue, Ding Yuanyang was defeated and retreated under Leng Yifeng's powerful offensive, and he was about to be forced out of the circle, and as a last resort, the pale green wood divine power in his body suddenly burst out!