Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes that are closely watching the arena can finally take a break, the series of battles just now is really fierce, from the initial temptation, to the later all-out fight, from spiritual skills to martial arts, from the ground to the sky, the audience who have never seen such a battle has long been shocked and can't even speak, I didn't expect such a fierce battle to appear on the younger generation, the strength of these two people is simply amazing, and even whether the prince of Da Zhao can have the strength of these two people have begun to doubt.

"Emperor, are you sure to defeat them now?" Although Zhao Kuang had absolute confidence in this only son, after seeing the battle between Wu Jun and Dusty, he didn't dare to say that Zhao Yang would be able to win against the two.

"Erchen is tied at most!" Zhao Yang seemed to be a little ashamed, but he didn't dare to deceive Zhao Kuang, this is indeed the case, although his strength and talent are the best in the entire empire, but after seeing Chenfeng and Wu Jun today, he understood that a mountain is more than a mountain, no matter who he deals with, he has no certainty of victory, and even a draw has to do his best, he feels a little sorry Zhao Kuang has cultivated himself since he was a child.

Hearing this, Zhao Kuang didn't speak, but the slightly frowning eyebrows and uncertain eyes were obviously thinking about something, and the emperor of the Great Zhao Empire seemed to have some new ideas

Zhao Yang smiled bitterly, continued to pay attention to the game between the two, and felt a sense of powerlessness, although he was sure of a draw, this kind of result was already extremely good, after all, being able to draw with someone like Wu Junchen was enough to show that he was not inferior to the strength of the two, but he was the prince of Da Zhao!

Zhao Yang, who has his own pride, if he meets Wu Feng, I am afraid that the frustration will be even stronger, for the royal family of a country, especially the prince, any draw means failure, this is the sorrow of the royal family

At this point, everyone is paying attention to the two sitting cross-legged, and now which of them recovers faster will determine who will have the greater advantage next, or even directly determine the winner!

"Looks like you're going to lose. The young man wiped the blood and smiled at the dust seal who was still trying to repair his soul, with the powerful recovery power of Hong Lao's natal Xuanjing, Wu Jun finally stabilized his injuries in such a short period of time, although it will take a while to completely heal, but at least there is no problem to continue fighting!

"That's not necessarily!" In desperation, he had to stop repairing his soul and stared at Wu Jun, although the soul has not been completely repaired, and even if it is repaired in the future, it will take a while to be able to make up for the lost soul, but his strength is not only in the soul, among his three identities, there is also the layer of a martial artist in the middle stage of the Xuan Soul!

"Then try it!"

With the silver thunder bead in his hand, he suddenly jumped towards the dust seal and smashed it in the face.

The strong wind came, stabbing his face painfully, the power of the silver thunder bead was enough to crack his soul slayer hand, not to mention that he had no defense now, swallowed a breath of resentment, and could only unwillingly dodge around, jumping around like a monkey, and only when Wu Jun hit the silver thunder bead on the ground, did he take the opportunity to turn around and fight back.

The two of you punch me and kick me, just like a street hooligan fight, but the two who consume too much and are injured can only do this, although it is not as fierce as the game just now, but it is more bloody, so that many male viewers can see the blood boiling, this kind of meat-to-meat exchange is what men yearn for the most.

"Silver Thunder Bead!"

Feeling a little dizzy, Wu Jun understood that if this continued, the victory or defeat would not be in his own hands, and he had to come up with some means.

Another silver thunder bead appeared, waving away fiercely at the dust seal, in the face of this terrifying thing, the dust seal naturally would not fight hard, or hide backwards, he had already seen that Wu Jun was already at the end of the crossbow, this is not about the severity of the injury, but the consumption of physical strength, but he has been fighting with the identity of the spirit master before, although the soul consumption is too large, but the martial artist's Xuan power and physical strength are still much richer, now, although the head-on confrontation is not able to defeat Wu Jun, but as long as he holds on and fights a protracted battle, it will not be long before this young man will not be able to hold on and fall。

Wu Jun seemed to be aware of this, and burst out the little physical strength and mystical power that was left, and blasted the silver thunder bead away at the dust seal, but every time he was deftly dodged by the dust seal, Wu Jun, who had not been able to attack for a long time, seemed to be even more violent, and waved the silver thunder bead wildly, although the understanding of the martial artist was not very deep, but those viewers could also see that this hysterical teenager was about to lose, and couldn't help but sigh, and even the representatives of the three major families and Wu Xin'er and others sighed, only the royal family didn't seem to think so.

"Emperor, can you see it?" Zhao Kuang had a smile in the corner of his eyes, as if he had found something interesting, "Erchen understands!" Zhao Yang is also a little funny, this Wu Jun still has such a despicable side, it seems that the dust seal is going to lose, "Brother, what's wrong, what do you see?" Princess Da Zhao, who had never spoken, obviously didn't see what was going on, and couldn't help asking, "Look carefully, this guy Wu Jun is going to win!"

"Yikes!"

struggled to hit the dust seal again, but he was dodged again, without the speed of the spirit decision, with his current body, he really couldn't catch up with the dust seal, but he didn't need to chase anymore!

The silver thunder bead in his hand slowly dissipated, and Wu Jun looked at Dusty with interest, "What's the matter, I don't have any strength? Then it seems that this victory still belongs to me!" Seeing that this young man finally had no strength, Dusty was overjoyed, and in the face of Wu Jun in this state, he could easily defeat him.

"No, you've lost!" Wu Jun laughed, "What are you talking nonsense?" Dusty Seal laughed angrily, this guy is still bluffing here, thinking that he can't see that he has no strength?" "Hehe, look where you are now?"

Wu Jun covered his face with one hand, and some gloomy voices came out helplessly, "What's there?" "You bastard!" The emotions that had just risen in the dust turned into anger, and when he looked down, he found that he had already left the ring, because the ring had been razed to the ground in the confrontation, so except for a seal, there was no difference from the rest of the land in the square, but now he was obviously standing outside the ring seal, and in the dodge just now, he was unknowingly led out of the ring by Wu Jun, in this way, wouldn't he lose!

Recalling Wu Jun's helpless appearance just now, Dusty felt like a clown jumping off the beam!

"Hehe, it's just a ploy, I understand a little!" Wu Jun's voice sounded again, as if he was laughing at something, this boy has grown up, he is no longer the impulsive teenager before, he has learned to use his mind, although it is just such a little brain, but that's it, he won the semi-finals, won this game, no one can deny it!

"In the semifinals, in the first game, Yancheng Wu Jun won!"