After Zhang Yi used the magic sword* to retreat Di Han, he rotated counterclockwise with the power of the magic sword with his left foot as the center, and at the same time moved his body forward to oppose the guest, and took the initiative to attack Di Han.

Di Han originally planned to wait for Zhang Yi to fight against inertia before attacking him, but Zhang Yi suddenly came with such a hand, which caught Di Han a little off guard for a while.

But this did not set off a trace of waves on Di Han's face, but once again used his magical body fighting skills to move to the side and easily dodged Zhang Yi's second attack.

At this time, Zhang Yi was very helpless, he hated facing a speed-type fighter like Di Han the most, and it would be useless to let Zhang Yi's attack be powerful and not be able to beat the opponent.

"That's all there is to it!"

Zhang Yi made up his mind in his heart, and the third attack of the magic sword had already been used. However, this time it was no longer a simple physical attack, but a purple dragon annihilation wind rose from the Demon Sword!

Di Han had already expected that Zhang Yi's first two attacks would miss, and the third time Gongzi would inevitably use his fighting spirit to carry out a large-scale attack. But when he saw the burning purple dragon on the magic sword, Di Han's pupils shrank, and then Di Han's eyes brightened a little. The angular mouth rarely drew a trace of arc on his stiff face.

Seeing Di Han's expression change, Lu Renjia in the stands was also stunned, and then sneered and said to himself: "I didn't expect this kid to be serious about Di Han, look at how you die today!"

At the same time, there were three other people in the stands who let out a low sigh.

"Compounds are all attributes!"

The first to sigh was the female boss of Dongsong Restaurant "Cui Song". And the two people outside Ling were Shangguan and Situ Minglang, who followed Zhang Yi and them.

"I'm afraid it's not a two-attribute compound, it should be three attributes. Shangguan exclaimed.

"Brother Shangguan is really good-looking, he really deserves to be ...... Ahem...... Looks like we're going to have to be careful with this kid. Situ said vaguely.

"Each other, each other!"

After speaking, Shangguan waved to his body without looking back, and among the people watching the battle, one of them respectfully came behind Shangguan and leaned his head close to his side as if he was waiting for instructions.

"Find someone to check my exact origin and tell me the results before the end of this competition. ”

Shangguan looked very serious at this time, and he was like two people like the previous gentleman.

After listening to Shangguan's orders, the man didn't say anything, and quietly disappeared behind Shangguan.

Di Han didn't pay attention to the changes in the audience, and now in his eyes there was only Zhang Yi and his flaming magic sword.

"Compound Fire Attribute Fighting Spirit! It seems that you are really qualified to be my opponent. ”

Facing the high temperature brought by the purple dragon annihilation wind Yan, Di Han did not show a look of fear, and he did not dodge again, as if he was planning to meet Zhang Yi's sword head-on.

Di Han's actions made Zhang Yi a little stunned, and he said in his heart: "Why didn't he hide?"

Although Di Han didn't hide, Zhang Yi wouldn't be stupid because of Di Han. Although he didn't know what way Di Han planned to deal with him, Zhang Yi's only choice now was to go all out.

Di Han seemed to see the question in Zhang Yi's heart, but the way he answered was not with his mouth but with the dagger in his hand.

Di Han's legs were slightly bent, and his body leaned forward, assuming an attacking stance. At the same time, the cold white fighting qi instantly filled his whole body.

The reason why it was said to be cold was because Zhang Yi still felt a trace of chill when he used the Purple Dragon Annihilation Wind Yan.

Instantly entering the state of attack was a must for assassins, and it was clear that Di Han did a pretty good job at this.

The white shadow flickered, and Di Han rushed to Zhang Yi's approach in an instant as if he was off the string. At this time, the third sword after Zhang Yi's strength was superimposed had been slashed, and the purple purple dragon annihilation wind Yan was pouring down like a waterfall along with the fall of the magic sword.

In an instant, a sea of purple flames turned into a sea of purple flames within a radius of ten meters around Zhang Yi.

"It's really a young man, the fire is strong!" Cui Song, who was sitting in the audience, said to himself with a look of surprise.

Although this blow hit, there was no happy look on Zhang Yi's face, and some were just dignified.

"Frankly, your power blows my mind. ”

At this time, Di Han was using the dagger in his hand to block the position of the magic sword gauntlet, because there was a white fighting spirit to protect his body, so he was not affected by the purple dragon annihilation wind Yan.

Zhang Yi wanted to scold his mother very much now, and finally waited until Di Han and him competed head-on, but Di Han came to do something. You must know that the power of the sword is concentrated at the front end of the sword body, but Di Han blocked the magic sword at the position of the gauntlet, and the result was that Di Han only used very little strength to stop Zhang Yi's powerful sword. But Zhang Yi almost injured his wrist because of Di Han's trick.

"You'll be amazed yet. ”

The magic sword was blocked, and Zhang Yi couldn't use the magic sword to fight back at the first time, so he had to raise his right leg and kick Di Han's lower abdomen with a "heartwarming foot".

Di Han could not be hit by such a simple kick, his body spun in place, and at the same time, he kicked Zhang Yi's left shoulder with a high whip leg.

Di Han's movements were too fast, although Zhang Yi could see his movements clearly, but now the right foot kicked out had not been withdrawn, and he was at a time when the old force had gone to the new force and the new force had not yet been born, so Zhang Yi couldn't dodge Di Han's kick at all now. In desperation, Zhang Yi had no choice but to raise his left arm to block Di Han's attack.

With a muffled bang, Zhang Yi's left arm ate Di Han's kick firmly. He staggered back a few steps before he could stop, just this kick already made Zhang Yi feel a little numb in his left arm, and there were wisps of white smoke coming out of his left arm, feeling like a hot iron that had just been splashed with cold water.

Di Han did not continue to pursue, but stopped in place and looked at Zhang Yi lightly, and said: "The fighting spirit is very strong!

A faint person, a faint word, but it stopped in Zhang Yi's ears but it was not light at all, but extremely harsh. If there is anything Zhang Yi cares about most, it is the affirmation of dignity and strength. So after hearing Di Han's disdain for his strength, Zhang Yi unconsciously clenched the magic sword in his hand.

But Zhang Yi forgot that he was only 15 years old this year, and the 15-year-old peak fighter was enough to be proud of most of his peers. However, in Zhang Yi's eyes, age will never be his excuse, in his eyes, there is only strength and weakness and nothing else.

Gently shaking his left arm, feeling that the paralysis had disappeared, Zhang Yi smiled and said, "I'm really sorry to disappoint you, but don't worry, I will prepare an apology for you next." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yi's smile became deeper, but the meaning of his smile was not as simple as happiness......