Mingzhe's demeanor was flying, seeing the phantom of the god of war, he did not retreat but advanced, the poetry turned into a streamer, Yu Mingzhe merged, and suddenly a violent breath erupted on Mingzhe's body.

The battle is still the most refreshing, exciting, and fierce battle in close quarters, and the collision of Mingzhe and the phantom of the god of war in the air is like a comet hitting Mars, bursting out with terrifying power.

The fighting power of the two is not at all what the two innate realms can have, but it is more like two powerhouses of the Mingxin realm fighting.

At the end of the battle, both of them were stunned, the god of war was furious, and a sledgehammer appeared in his hand, smashing towards Mingzhe with monstrous might.

In Mingzhe's body, brute force and talent fused with each other, and a strange force rushed through Mingzhe's body, and at this moment Mingzhe only felt that he had inexhaustible strength in his body.

Looking at the sledgehammer falling rapidly from the sky, Mingzhe only felt that the thing seemed fragile, and then instinctively raised his hand, pinched the sledgehammer, and exploded the sledgehammer in full view of everyone.

At the same time, Qiu Muyue also stopped attacking, shook his head, and said to Mingzhe: "If you don't fight, I admit defeat." ”

Mingzhe was fighting, and when he heard Qiu Muyue's words, he reluctantly stopped attacking and said to Qiu Muyue: "Senior Sister Qiu, you obviously still have strength left, why?" ”

"Although I have spare strength, there is no way to win, you have a huge strength, you can completely destroy my God of War Void Body, and I will challenge you after I completely condense this God of War Void Body." Qiu Muyue is very free and easy.

"That, so, thank you for admitting it." Mingzhe said humbly.

Qiu Muyue waved her hand and said, "Then the top position will be handed over to you to fight for, I think Senior Zhou is also very eager to have an opponent like you!" ”

The position at the top of the hidden dragon list will unsurprisingly start between Zhou Junwu and Mingzhe, and Zhan Danqiu will have to fight Wang Qingmeng first.

Mingzhe retired to the field on the grounds of healing, and the last game will not be played until tomorrow, and Mingzhe has no point staying here.

Finding a secluded spot, Mingzhe first regained his lost talent, and then began to prepare for tomorrow's game.

Mingzhe counted the hole cards in his hand, his eyes wrinkled, he still didn't feel very safe, called out the system, and began to study it.

Time passed quietly, and the next day arrived on time, and a high platform was raised in the center of the Qianlong List, and all eyes were on it, and glory was born on this day.

When Mingzhe arrived, Zhou Junwu had been standing on the stage for a long time, and all the way by, everyone gave way, and a group of teenagers and girls in coarse linen clothes were even more excited.

Mingzhe went up the steps all the way, not impatient, calm and abnormal, when the last step fell, Mingzhe stood firmly on the high platform.

At the same time, Zhou Junwu's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and a monstrous battle intent swept the sky, stirring up countless wind and clouds.

Under this strong fighting spirit, Mingzhe is like duckweed in the wind, drifting and elusive.

At this moment, Mingzhe seemed to turn into a wind, formless and colorless, standing there clearly, but people couldn't feel his existence.

Zhou Junwu's fighting intent continued to increase, as if it had condensed into substance, and it was constantly squeezing towards Mingzhe.

Mingzhe didn't seem to feel the strong fighting intent, like an old farmer in the mountains, took a leisurely walk, shook his head and said, "Senior Zhou, do you want to defeat me with just one fighting intent?" ”

"The junior brother laughed, the husband fighter, before the fight, the qi goes first, but I didn't expect the junior brother to control the breath to such a perfect state, I can't do it!" Zhou Junwu said with emotion.

"The senior is humble, but the junior has always wanted to ask for advice, and the senior's high recruitment, please also ask the senior to give advice." Mingzhe stood opposite Zhou Junwu, holding his fists with both hands.

"Haha, okay, I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time, junior, you have to be careful." Zhou Junwu laughed, and at the same time reminded Ming Zhedao.

As soon as Zhou Junwu's words fell, the majestic talent in his body was already running, and the cultivation of the half-step Ming Mind Realm was undisguised, and on the entire ring, the air flow suddenly accelerated, turning into several tornadoes, approaching Mingzhe.

Everyone looked at it, at this moment, Mingzhe's whole body was completely empty, and he looked so small in the wind.

But the result was unexpected and expected.

Unexpectedly, Mingzhe was able to resist this momentum so easily.

Unexpectedly, Mingzhe can completely resist the momentum of the competition.

And Mingzhe at this moment, there is no sadness or joy in his heart, he is strong, he is strong, he is horizontal, but when he is the breeze blowing on the hills, the bright moon shines on the river, he comes from himself, he is self-sufficient.

Mingzhe's understanding of qi at this moment can be said to be one step ahead of others, walking in front of many people at the same level.

Zhou Junwu saw that Mingzhe had dissolved his momentum so easily, and he was not angry at all, but full of fighting spirit, and his heart was full of expectations for Mingzhe.

The two fingers of the left hand are like a pen, and the talent is like ink, and the whole ring is used as the boundary, drawing out of thin air.

At the same time, the scene in front of Mingzhe is distorted, as if the space is transformed.

The next moment, I saw Zhou Junwu casually brushing it out, a round of blood moon in the air, touching it lightly with his fingertips, and an ink rhyme spread out, sprinkled all over the ring.

At this time, in front of Mingzhe, a blood-colored moon suddenly appeared in the sky, emitting a red glow, and at the same time, the sky seemed to be raining black rain.

But is it really a rainstorm? When the black raindrops were about to fall on Mingzhe, they turned into terrifying killers and launched a suicidal attack on Mingzhe.

The rain is continuous, and the attacks are endless.

At this moment, everyone in the audience looked confused, and they couldn't understand the scene in front of them, and countless people were puzzled, and a sentence appeared in their hearts: "What kind of high-end operation is this?" ”

However, after all, someone recognized it, his eyes were surprised, and he didn't want to believe what he was looking at, and he didn't want to believe what he was seeing, and he said a little unsurely: "Could it be that this is a long-lost realm in the painting that has long been cut off." ”

"What is that?" When someone heard this, he was at a loss, a very unfamiliar term, but he looked very noble, and hurriedly asked.

"This is a kind of peerless learning that our human race has long been cut off, the world in the painting, as the name suggests, the world in the painting, everything in heaven and earth can be painted, the world in the painting, mastered by the painter, that is, into the world in the painting, life and death are not up to you." The man muttered an explanation.

"Hey, is that scary?" The crowd exclaimed, incredible.

However, the shock was not over, and the man muttered again: "It is rumored that the cultivation of the middle realm in this painting has reached the highest level, and once this painting comes out, one stroke of all things is born, and one of the nine great masters of the human race." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak, and there was silence for a long time.