As soon as the seventh-layer disciple took the stage, he attracted the attention of all the disciples in the audience. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the disciples who had forged the eighth or ninth layer were also more serious at this time, looking at the ring.

Although the seventh layer of the forging body is only one step higher than the sixth layer of the forging body, the increase in strength is not to be underestimated, and more importantly, they have cultivated martial arts and have the possibility of leapfrogging the battle.

Even some powerful Forging Seventh-Layer, with a high-level martial art, can compete with the ordinary Forging Nine-Layer.

Among the disciples in the audience, except for a very small number of those who were forging the ninth layer, even the eighth layer of the forging body could not ignore the disciples of the seventh layer of the forging body, because the difference in strength between them was not too obvious, and the difference between victory and defeat often depended to a large extent on the proficiency of each of them in the martial arts they cultivated.

"Wang Wen, ask for advice from all the senior brothers!" The first seventh-layer disciple who took the stage was named Wang Wen, he stood in the center of the ring, his expression was indifferent, calm and unhurried, compared with the previous sixth-layer disciple of the forging body, he was a little more calm.

"He Guixin, I have come to teach Brother Wang a good move!"

Just after Wang Wen's words fell, another disciple was like a leopard, turned into a black shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already stepped into the ring and stood in front of him.

This disciple named He Guixin is slightly shorter, but his aura is fierce and full of a sense of oppression, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

Wang Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of obvious jealousy flashed on his face.

Among the more than 300 disciples in this session, there are not many who have reached the seventh level of forging, they all know each other, and they have even had some battles, each with their own winners and losers.

For Wang Wen, He Guixin is an opponent who is not easy to deal with.

When the referee saw that the two were ready, he announced the start of the fight.

Wang He and the two, as if they had a tacit understanding, moved almost at the same time, their speed was extremely fast, and their powerful power had already turned into a mighty huge attack, tilting towards each other.

Bang bang bang~

The two handed over fiercely, and under the collision of powerful forces, the residual energy overflowed, and the ripped clothes flew away.

There was a dull explosion that made people's eardrums vibrate.

This is the seventh-layer forging body, with a huge force of 8,000 catties, and a fist and kick can burst out with terrifying power, and it is not a problem to tear apart large beasts such as wild bulls.

The two were separated at the touch of a button, but then they fought together, fists and feet to each other, without mercy.

As the first battle of the seventh layer of forging body, neither of them wanted to lose to their opponents, and between the back and forth, they burst out with twenty percent of their strength.

"Cloud Splitting Fist!" Wang Wen shouted, full of momentum, and showed his special skills.

The punch was like lightning, bringing gusts of wind, and the powerful punch surged, as if it was about to tear everything in front of the fist.

"It's good to come, look at my tiger claws!" Facing Wang Wen's Splitting Cloud Fist, He Guixin's face was as usual, and he was not afraid of anything.

I saw that his tiger eyes were shining, and a breathtaking aura erupted in his body, and the whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and his originally slightly short body gave people a sense of majesty and majesty at the moment.

In an instant, his palms reached out, his fingers curled into claws, and he grabbed Wang Wen's fist that almost tore through the air.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Wen's mouth, the martial art of "Tiger Claw" sounds fierce, but in fact it is not a fierce road, but a flexible and changeable, powerful and inferior to his own "Cloud Splitting Fist".

Fight with yourself, just ask for your own hardship!

Thinking of this, the sneer on the corner of his mouth became thicker, his strength increased by one point, and his powerful fist was unstoppable.

Click!

I only heard a crisp sound, and the martial arts of the two of them collided together like a needle to a wheat, and He Guixin's complexion immediately changed, and a touch of pain appeared on his face.

On the contrary, Wang Wen had a smile on his face that was about to win.

But before that smile could fully bloom, it immediately froze.

Because He Guixin's five fingers were clasped, his fist was clamped like a big iron tong, and at the moment when he was stunned, the other palm was already against his neck like lightning.

"You lost. ”

The indifferent voice remembered in his ears, Wang Wen seemed to have lost his soul, and then a thick look of unwillingness and regret appeared on his face, he was actually careless!

In the past battles, He Guixin has never carried his "Split Cloud Fist" head-on, basically focusing on avoidance, and then counterattacking, taking the path of fighting hard with softness.

And now, the opponent has actually changed his previous fighting style, stifling his attack at the cost of injury, and at the same time launching a winning blow to quickly end the battle.

All this, out of Wang Wen's surprise, caused him to lose like this, although he punched the opponent's hand bones out of place, but so what? He was still defeated.

Sighing, Wang Wen suppressed the emotions in his heart, glanced at the hand against his neck, collected his strength, and his whole body relaxed: "Congratulations, you won." ”

He Guixin let go of his hand, nodded at Wang Wen, and slammed the palm that had been beaten to the dislocation of the bones, and immediately reset the bones.

But the sharp pain made him snort, and a dense layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

The first battle of forging the seventh layer ended in less than a minute from the beginning, but it won bursts of applause from the ring.

In the crowd, Wu San was a little bored, and said to Gu Chen: "Brother Chen, why don't I think their martial arts are so powerful, it looks like that." ”

Gu Chen smiled and said, "Actually, the martial arts of a Forging Body Realm cultivator are mainly to increase the power of the moment of attack, but this kind of improvement is not obvious to outsiders, and can only be felt by being in it." For example, Wang Wen's "Cloud Splitting Fist", I can feel that the moment he punches, at least his strength has increased by nearly two thousand catties, and the attack power is enough to be comparable to a blow from the eighth layer of forging his body. ”

When Wu San heard this, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect that martial arts could make people increase their strength so much, no wonder it could make cultivators leapfrog and challenge.

When he was speechless, his face showed envy and longing, I don't know when he Wu San will be able to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion to select martial arts to cultivate...

His eyes flashed, and he remembered "The Barbarian King's Jue", and suddenly his heart swelled with strong confidence.

This day will not be too far away!

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Brother Chen, that He Guixin I know, among the seventh-layer disciples of this year's forging body, he is not weak, and his "Tiger Claw" is perfect, changeable, and not to be underestimated. ”

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Gu Chen's expression, but saw that he was not moved at all, and he was still as calm as before.

He secretly said in his heart, it seems that Brother Chen's cultivation is at least at the eighth level.

"Hey, isn't that who? Who is it, I think about it, yes, Wu San is fat!" beside him, a disciple inadvertently glanced at Wu San, immediately recognized him, and said mockingly.

And when he caught a glimpse of Gu Chen standing on Wu San's side, he was stunned for a moment, and then a playful smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Yo, our Gu Chen Gu Great Genius is also there!"

The word genius, the elder who was deliberately dragged by him, is full of irony.

And his words immediately attracted the attention of many disciples around him.

"Yo, Wu Sanpang, the king at the bottom, and Gu Chen, the waste person, are actually here, it's really rare to see the two wastes get together!"

When they looked at Wu San and Gu Chen, many low-level disciples unabashedly showed sneering and disdainful expressions, and even opened their mouths to scold: "Two wastes, is this the place where you can come? Hurry up, don't ruin everyone's interest!"