Liu Xiaofang is the companion of the rooster comb head, and he is a Xuanshi in the early stage of the sixth order. He saw that the rooster comb in the late sixth order was defeated with one move, and he was worried at that time. If it weren't for so many people watching, eighty percent would have turned around and left. But when he was called by his name, he could only fight one fight, and he didn't lose if he lost!

His shadow is a fiery snake, after he played, he originally had the intention of not seeking merit, but seeking no fault, and he thought that he could hold on for a while, as long as the situation was not good, he would quickly admit defeat, as long as he did not lose with a move like Romeo. That's a shame.

The audience didn't think he could win, and Song Wenxin, who was the third to play, was preparing.

However, to everyone's surprise, Liu Xiaofang and Wu Tian fought dozens of moves, but they didn't fall behind!

To be precise, it is Liu Xiaofang who occupies an absolute advantage!

He held a long sword, his figure came and went, flying around Wu Tian's body, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, turning into a silver rain in the sky, like a silver cage, trapping Wu Tian in it. If it weren't for Wu Tian's skillful flicking of the sword spine with his fingers several times at the last moment, I am afraid that Wu Tian would have already had a few more cuts on his body and would have been defeated!

The audience was a little surprised at first, but after watching it for a while, everyone could see that Wu Tian's speed was too slow! His body was very sluggish, as if in slow motion, even if it was inferior to ordinary fifth-order Xuanshi. The reason why he can still struggle now is entirely due to superior vision and accurate prediction.

Liu Xiaofang on the field also gradually realized this: Can I still win? I really want to become famous in one fell swoop?

He tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, completely abandoning the power of swordsmanship, just trying to become faster and faster!

Although Liu Xiaofang's long sword stabbed Wu Tian, I am afraid that even the skin would not be able to break it, but Wu Tian was not in a life-and-death battle, but in training, was not? In Wu Tian's heart, if he was stabbed by the opponent, he would lose a move.

Therefore, after the other party continued to speed up, Wu Tian's pressure increased sharply, and he was even more stumbling, and he was in a hurry.

"Whew!"

The sword light flashed, cutting off a piece of Wu Tian's clothes, grazing Wu Tian's waist and sweeping it.

"Alas!"

There was a sigh all around.

Some Xuan Shi commented with great interest: "This Wu Tian's consciousness and eyesight are really not weak, and he definitely has a level above the sixth order. This Liu Xiaofang is only in the early stage of the sixth order, right? It is considered slow in the sixth order fire system, and it is actually difficult for Wu Tian to deal with, I think if there is a faster speed in the back, I am afraid that Wu Tian can be defeated in an instant!"

"Under the fame, it's actually difficult to match! With such strength, you can also defeat the quasi-seventh order? I will never believe it!"

"The seven colors of the rainbow are all quasi-seventh-order strengths, so it seems that there must be something hidden about Wu Tian's defeat of the seven colors of the rainbow. ”

"Hmph, what kind of secret is it, either the Thunder Rain Gate is bullying more and less, or they are using traps and other means! I don't know what they think, they actually want to press all the results on Wu Tian's head, and want to lift him up to the sky! Hehe, as everyone knows, the higher you hold it, the worse it will fall! This thunder rain gate will not end well!"

"Thunder Rain Gate is going to steal chickens this time, and it's going to become a joke in Sunset City. ”

Many Xuanshi who were good at speed had their eyes flickering, their expressions changing, and they seemed to have suddenly discovered some opportunity.

In a moment's effort, there were more than a dozen more names on the duel agreement in Ling Xiaoyun's hand, and the package on Meng Yanzhan's back was a little more bulging.

Liu Xiaofang attacked wildly, and the sword light suddenly dispersed, jumping out of the battle circle.

Everyone was surprised, but they saw that he took out a few pills and poured them into his mouth, but the Xuan Qi was exhausted.

Wu Tian rushed forward a few steps, and Liu Xiaofang saw that Wu Tian was close, his figure flashed, and he retreated far away.

Wu Tian saw that the speed was too far behind, shook his head, and stopped his figure.

There was laughter all around.

Everyone can see that Wu Tian basically lost this game. When Liu Xiaofang attacked, he could only defend passively, and it was difficult to counterattack; Liu Xiaofang had exhausted his Xuan Qi, and when he recovered his Xuan Qi, he couldn't catch up. has been passively beaten like this, and no matter how you think about it, you can't think of a word "victory".

After Liu Xiaofang recovered, he rushed up with a sword light again, and in an instant, the silver light in the sky enveloped Wu Tian again.

The more Wu Tian fought, the more aggrieved he felt, and he was about to give up several times. As long as the Five Elements Seal is sacrificed, as soon as the six times the combat power is released, defeating the opponent is a matter of one punch! Even if you don't use the Five Elements Seal, if you lose the sandbag, it will be a matter of one punch!

However, he soon recalled the scene when he fought his father.

At that time, the strength and speed used by my father were just the level of ordinary people, but he could easily defeat himself with six times his combat power. Although he is now wearing a sandbag, his speed is much faster than that of ordinary people. In other words, you definitely have a chance to win, but you can't do it yourself!

Still, isn't that what he's honing all about?

Thinking of this, Wu Tian's mind suddenly became firm. I'm going to win!

Wu Tian completely threw away distracting thoughts and threw himself into the battle.

His eyes stared at each other for a moment, not letting go of a single small movement. The brain is working fast, according to the opponent's every move, analyze the opponent's next move, and predict the opponent's next move, so as to choose the most beneficial way to deal with yourself.

This is very tiring, tiring and tiring, Wu Tian feels like his head is about to explode. However, he firmly believes that this is the only way for him to improve and win.

He had to persevere.

With the passage of time, Wu Tian gradually summed up some rules. Some details that he would not normally pay attention to at all, but found that there was a deeper meaning. For example, he found that he could judge the speed and force of the opponent's attack by observing the degree of knee bending, and for example, he could judge whether the opponent wanted to stab straight or sweep by looking at the amplitude of the opponent's shoulder joint lift and the angle of twist......

As he observed more and more carefully, and summarized more and more, the tide of battle was unconsciously reversed.

Liu Xiaofang felt that he was getting more and more struggling. Wu Tian seemed to have mastered the art of mind reading and could clearly know what he was thinking. Every time he just unleashed his sword, the opponent dodged the part he wanted to attack as if he could predict it, and was able to take advantage of the situation to counterattack. If it weren't for the fact that his speed was too much faster than Wu Tian, he would have been hit by Wu Tian several times!

The idea of "defeating Wu Tian and becoming famous in one fell swoop" gradually faded in Liu Xiaofang's mind, and he began to consider whether to take advantage of the balance of power and decisively jump out of the battle circle. If he claims to be a tie, everyone will definitely be able to accept it, right? After all, he has always had the advantage!

He was slightly distracted, and he hesitated a little when he drew his sword.

Wu Tian felt as if he had entered some kind of wonderful state, and he no longer had the tired feeling of hard work, but it was like a fish entering the water, and a goshawk fighting in the air, which was extremely smooth and natural. The sea of consciousness is calm and waveless, as if it has become a crystal clear mirror, and every move of the opponent is reflected in it. Liu Xiaofang's momentary hesitation when he took out his sword instantly came into Wu Tian's mind.

Wu Tian almost subconsciously turned to one side, let go of the opponent's straight stabbing long sword, and naturally slapped his backhand.

"Smack!"

In the middle of Liu Xiaofang's right shoulder.

"Boom!"

The long sword fell to the ground, Liu Xiaofang flew out sideways, and fell heavily to the ground.

"You lost. Wu Tian stood proudly and said lightly. There was a hint of joy in his voice. He was not overjoyed that he was still able to defeat a sixth-order mystic scholar wearing a 10,000-pound sandbag, but because he felt that he had touched a door.

Inside the door, is a perfect world of fighting.

Now, he had opened the door with only a faint crevice.

But he was sure he had found a way to open the door.

As long as he continues to work hard, one day, he will be able to open this door completely and step into that perfect world of fighting.

At that time, he would not only be able to exert all his strength, but he would even be able to go further—just as his father could easily defeat himself with the speed and strength of an ordinary person, he could also use the strength of the fifth order to defeat the ninth-order master!

This is definitely not delusional.

But there's still a long way to go to get there. Even if the combat skills are up to the level of my father, it is still not enough.

Be stronger, be more perfect!

However, Wu Tian firmly believes that this is the right path, and he will definitely come to an end.

"The third, Song Wenxin! Su Mu prepares!"

The loud voice of Ling Xiaoyun broke the silence in the arena.

The audience suddenly let out a tidal wave of coaxing and ridicule, and smashed Liu Xiaofang who stood up in despair.

With their eyesight, they couldn't see the mystery of Wu Tian's victory at all, they only saw that Liu Xiaofang had the upper hand, but he didn't know what was going on, he made mistakes one after another, and in the end, he made a huge mistake, and was knocked away by Wu Tian, who was slow and snail-like with a punch.

"This guy is a piece of rubbish!"

"Don't insult the word waste! This guy is not even as good as waste! Even waste can defeat Wu Tian's guy!"

"A guy with such strength is actually a sixth-order, which sect is it?

"Seems to be Roshamon's?"

"Ouch, I have a cousin who has just passed the assessment of Luoshamen, no, I have to tell him, don't go, if you go, it will be wasted!"

Liu Xiaofang is actually not as unbearable as they say, but at the age of seventeen, he has advanced to the sixth order, which can be regarded as a genius. Many of the elders of the Luoshamen were optimistic about him and had high hopes for him.

But after this battle, he was completely deposed - he completely lost his confidence.

He couldn't understand why he would lose to such a weak-looking guy. In particular, this guy's punch is still so slow!How did he get hit by such a slow punch?

Maybe...... Maybe it was a mistake to choose Xiuxuan.

In the arena, no one paid attention to him as a loser, and no one paid attention to how he left gloomily and was disheartened.

Everyone's attention was focused on Song Wenxin, who had just appeared on the stage.

Song Wenxin was a mid-sixth-order Xuanshi, and his face was full of excitement. He considered himself very lucky. The first fool who appeared was knocked down with a punch before he could figure out Wu Tian's details;Although the second one found Wu Tian's weakness, his strength was still too weak, especially the speed, which was too slow, and in the end, he made a series of mistakes, giving himself this great opportunity to become famous in Sunset City!

Could there be a luckier thing than that?

As soon as he got on the field, he shouted arrogantly: "Hey, Wu boy, give you a chance and take the initiative to admit defeat." Otherwise, although I won't cripple you, I will give you a little bitterness. ”

Wu Tian looked at him indifferently, and said one word: "Please!"

"I don't know how to lift! Look at me and teach you a lesson! Ten thousand snakes devour the moon!" Song Wenxin roared, condensing a demon snake shadow, his body was ghostly, and the soft sword in his hand turned into a remnant in the sky, like ten thousand poisonous snakes "hissing" and spitting out long cores, fiercely pounced, wanting to devour Wu Tian's flesh and blood!

Wu Tian stood proudly in place, not moving, and at the moment when he was about to be devoured by ten thousand snakes, he suddenly stretched out two fingers of his right hand and pinched it gently.

The shadow of the sword in the sky suddenly turned into nothingness.

The tip of the soft sword was tightly clamped by Wu Tian's two fingers. The soft sword bent into an exaggerated arc, shaking from side to side, as if it were a frightened snake.

Wu Tian's left fist slowly swung forward, and Song Wenxin's chest rushed over in the middle.

In the eyes of others, it is not so much that Wu Tianyi punched Song Wenxin, but that Song Wenxin committed suicide and directly hit Wu Tian's fist! )