"Fourteen?"

At this time, Zhuang Jian glanced at Xuan Sidao not far away with some deep meaning, this hand is not bad, with the strength of the solemn first entry into the king level, even if it can rely on the special attributes of its own spiritual power, but at this time, after two rounds of screening, there are basically no masters below the third order of the king level, and even more, they can reach the level of the fourth and fifth orders, which is already far beyond the strength of the junior king level.

If solemnity encounters, there is basically no chance of winning, but it is not as good as the reality of the bye at this moment.

Sure enough, just after people determined their number plates, everyone was booed, this Yan Wutang is really lucky, but people look back, but there is no objection, with yesterday's Zhuang Jian's performance, it has already defeated Tuoba Tiger, with the prestige of this battle, Yan Wutang has been able to rank among the top forces in Xuanyang City, although the solemn is said to have a bye, but at most the most, that is, to get a top fourteen results, but there is nothing too brilliant.

"This city lord's mansion is quite meaningful!"

Solemnity is also a sigh.

"Big brother don't mind, the current situation is gradually clear, the so-called dark horse also has a limit, even if there is no bye at the moment, the probability of the eldest brother being able to win is already extremely low, and at this time, the remaining heads of forces are no longer below the fourth order of the king level!"

Zhuang Jian knew his solemn thoughts, although this move was intentional by the City Lord's Mansion, but he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

"Tomorrow's battle is that there will be no more byes, so Big Brother can give it a go!"

Zhuang Jian comforted.

"Well, today is to cheer for you, wait until tomorrow, and then come and learn the tricks of the first fourteen forces!"

Solemn is also an open-minded person, his palm is held, the number plate is put away by him, and then he said again,

"I don't know who my opponent is today?"

Zhuang Jian's palm swept over the number plate, and above the number plate, under the eye-catching number three, a name resurfaced, Mao Hui.

"Mao Hui?"

Zhuang Jian is quite unfamiliar with this name, on the scroll left by Qin Luo, except for those few well-known masters, there is no record of the rest of the master information, and in Xuanyang City, it can be regarded as a master, and Zhuang Jian does not know the distribution of forces.

"It's actually Mao Hui of Qinghui Hall!"

Said solemnly.

"This Qinghui Hall is also regarded as a relatively old force in Xuanyang City, and its hall master, Mao Hui, is a master of the fourth order of the king level, and he has been promoted to the fourth order for many years, although it is not as good as the top ten forces, but it is also a stable top thirty, so, in terms of its strength, it is also in line with it!"

"Well, then let's understand the power of this Qinghui Hall!"

Zhuang Jian smiled, stepped away, and walked to the third ring.

On the third ring, Mao Hui was already standing on it, a middle-aged man, with a delicate face, but in the middle of a black hair, there was a strand of white hair mixed in it, which made his face slightly add some vicissitudes of time.

Seeing Zhuang Jian step forward, there was a touch of embarrassment in his eyes, although he was an old force in Xuanyang City, but yesterday Zhuang Jian and Tuoba Tiger fought, extremely vigorous, he also completed his battle early, after stepping down, he also observed Zhuang Jian's battle, he asked himself, facing Tuoba Hu, he must be invincible.

However, he is not good at the physical body, but is known for his spiritual power, so today he also intends to win with spiritual power.

And he also knew that Zhuang Jian's true realm only had the peak of the spirit level, but this point not only did not make him despise, but he attached great importance to it.

This kind of realm is to be able to face the master of the fifth order of the king level and win, and his own talent can no longer be evaluated as a genius, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a demon.

"Qinghuitang, Mao Hui!"

did not trust himself at all, Mao Hui surrendered his home.

"Yan Wutang, Zhuang Jian!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Jian returned the same courtesy.

After the two sides saluted, infinite light surged around Mao Hui's body, and his spiritual power was really like Qinghui, and the surroundings were peaceful.

Zhuang Jian felt Mao Hui's outgoing spiritual power, and sighed secretly in his heart, this spiritual power fluctuation is really far beyond the third-order king-level, the mid-stage king-level, the strength is several times to dozens of times that of the first-order king, and this Mao Hui's power can reach ten times the power of the third-order king.

However, even so, compared to Tuoba Hu, he is still more than one percent weaker.

Zhuang Jian's body also had a surging spiritual power surging out, causing the space between heaven and earth to fluctuate, showing extremely strong strength.

"I just saw Zhuang Jian's little friend and Tuoba Tiger fighting yesterday, it's really happy, I can't imagine Zhuang Jian's little friend's spiritual power level, it's also amazing!"

Mao Hui said, above his palm, the infinite clear light gathered, condensed into a dust, above the dust, the aura was swirling, and between Mao Hui's waves, the space was shattered.

It's obviously a treasure in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhuang Jian also did not have the slightest ambiguity, this Mao Hui had seen him fight, obviously he didn't want to fight with him, he directly sacrificed his treasure, obviously wanted to rely on his own spiritual power to cultivate, and Zhuang Jian.

Zhuang Jian also waved his hand, and the Youyou Heavenly Blade appeared on his palm, Youyou, as the instrument spirit of the Youyou Heavenly Blade, was violent and belligerent, Zhuang Jian saw Mao Hui sacrifice the treasure, and he was also moved and released Youyou.

"Go"

Zhuang Jian waved his hand, and the Youyou Heavenly Blade crossed an arc, cutting through the space, and when it reappeared, it was already above Mao Hui's head.

"Humph!"

Mao Hui saw that Zhuang Jian also had a treasure-level weapon in his hand, and knew that his dust was not an advantage, but he also waved his hand, and the dust was also turned into a streamer, and countless clear lights were sprinkled, which was entangled with the Youyou Heavenly Blade.

Mao Hui saw the two treasures fighting together, his gaze firmly locked on Zhuang Jian, his figure, volleyed into the air, between his hands, there was a convergence of spiritual light, obviously he was brewing a killing move.

Zhuang Jian saw that his body was in the air, and it was also between the handprints flying, and the infinite spiritual power was converging between his right hand, obviously, he also wanted to use his spiritual power to collide with it.

Under the ring, because Zhuang Jian's record yesterday was amazing, at this time, except for the first of the ten major forces, before the ring, he had the largest audience here.

"This Zhuang Jian fought against Tuoba Tiger yesterday, and he was able to forcibly suppress Tuoba Tiger with the ability of his physical body, and today this Mao Hui obviously will not fight against his physical body, and he will directly fight with spiritual power!"

"But this Zhuang Jian is really powerful, that Mao Hui's treasure, Lingyue Dust is an extremely powerful treasure, its spirit is extremely perverse, I thought that it could have some advantages with Lingyue Dust, who would have thought that people also have treasure-level weapons!

"Looking at the appearance of this Mao Hui, it is obvious that he wants to decide the winner with one move, and between his shots, it is his strongest killing move, the explosive Qinghui palm, this Mao Hui looks beautiful, and in his heart, he is also an extremely violent master!"

"This Zhuang Jian is not simple, looking at his palm prints flying, the spiritual power fluctuations are extremely strong, obviously his moves will not be weak!"

Under the ring, people watched the movements of the two people on the stage, and they also whispered.

"Zhuang Jian Xiaoyou, if you can take my move, I will admit defeat!"

Above the sky, the movement of Mao Hui's palm stopped, but a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that the spiritual power that exuded clear brilliance around his body was in circulation, and when it reached the palm of his hand, it suddenly turned into an infinite explosion, and between the spiritual power escaping, the space was full of holes that were shuttled.

His eyes were staring at Zhuang Jian, and under his delicate face, there were extremely violent fluctuations hidden.

"Violent Radiant Palm!"

With a low cry in his mouth, his palm was pressed in the air.

A palm print that exuded extreme violence was rising against the storm and pressing down against Zhuang Jian on the table.

Zhuang Jian's palm also stopped, and in the palm print of his right hand, a palm-sized handprint was as crystal as jade, but in it, there were several snake-like flames wrapped in it, beating in it.

His eyes are also sharp, facing Tuoba Hu, he doesn't put it in his eyes at all, right now, this Mao Hui's strength is only at the level of the top thirty, so he is naturally not put in his eyes, but Zhuang Jian definitely has no contempt, everyone has their own nirvana, and they must be treated with caution.

"Floating Heavenly Luo Palm!"

Zhuang Jian also let out a low shout, the Floating Heavenly Luo Palm floated out of his palm, rising against the storm, and the infinite spiritual power was extremely concentrated, compared with the palm print that exuded an extremely violent aura, the Floating Heavenly Luo Palm was extremely condensed, but its power was equally unpredictable.

Every time Zhuang Jian exerts the Floating Heavenly Luo Palm, he feels its power, and with the improvement of its strength, it becomes more and more powerful, and it is mixed with a little power of the Void Flame, which is secretly blended into the palm print by Zhuang Jian, and its power is becoming more and more powerful.

The two palm prints, one carrying a violent aura, and the other condensed like jade, collided violently in the eyes of everyone.

Rumble!

The two palm prints collided, without the slightest beating, and directly bombarded each other with spiritual power, which is compared to the strength of the spiritual power of the two, as soon as this move comes out, it can decide the winner.

Zhuang Jian's eyes stared closely at the colliding palm, how keen his perception was, the violent Qinghui palm, although it was Mao Hui's strongest killing move, but the strength was slightly insufficient, obviously this Mao Hui's realm and strength were slightly inferior.

"Broken!"

Zhuang Jian snorted coldly, and in the palm of the floating heavenly luo, several snake-like flames burned out, and the light on the fierce Qinghui palm, when it touched the pitch-black flame, suddenly turned into nothingness.

And in the next moment, the violent Qinghui palm turned into Qinghui again and dissipated violently.

And the remnants of the Floating Heavenly Luo palm did not decrease, and he bombarded towards that Mao Hui again.

Above the sky, when Mao Hui saw that the violent Qinghui's palm was broken, a trace of panic flashed on his face, and in a hurry, he wanted to raise his spiritual power to resist.

Seeing this, Zhuang Jian's mind moved, and the palm print that was about to bombard Mao Hui's body was instantly fixed by him, and then scattered invisible.

"Master Mao Hui, admit it!"

Zhuang Jian arched his hand and said with a smile.