After the two communicated more details, Wang Anning quickly helped Ling Jiuqiu arrange the battle.

On a spacious ring paved with bluestone.

The host's excited voice sounded: "Please chase the wind below!" Red Flame! ”

A thin young man jumped out of the waiting area and stood on the side of the ring.

The cheers of the audience immediately rang out.

"Chasing the wind! Chasing the Wind!! ”

In recent times, Chasing Wind is also one of the more well-known fighters in the junior field.

The triple cultivation of the True Qi Realm, the Wind Element Martial Soul, and a not weak body martial art, allow him to advance and retreat in the ring freely, even if he encounters a star fighter who has won ten consecutive victories, he can easily save his life in the hands of the opponent.

Then.

Ling Jiuqiu also fell on the other side of the ring.

"Boy, I watched your first battle, and your strength is really good, but in front of me, it's just a clumsy little turtle."

Chasing the wind sneered.

Ling Jiuqiu glanced at him and said indifferently: "I've heard of you, you are a well-known escape king in the primary field, even if you face an ant, you can easily escape the pursuit of the other party." ”

"I don't think you're ashamed, but proud, such a weak and timid warrior is indeed rare."

Before the start of the game, he learned some information about the opponent from Wang Anning, and knew that if the opponent concentrated on escaping, he would probably not be able to catch up.

So he can only be stimulated with words.

Hearing this, Chasing the Wind turned pale.

In fact, although he is known for his speed, he does not rely only on speed, and his own strength is not weak.

It's just that because he encountered too strong opponents in the previous battles, he had no choice but to entangle with the opponent with speed, and finally saved his life.

In terms of strength alone, he thought that he was much stronger than Ling Jiuqiu's previous opponent.

"Game on!"

As soon as the host on the side finished speaking, Chasing Feng's figure flashed, and he swept towards Ling Jiuqiu at great speed.

He was surrounded by a faintly visible breeze, and even moving so fast did not set off a whistling sound in the air, but was silent, like a ghost.

Elemental martial souls are basically unable to distinguish the level through their appearance, and Chasing Feng has never taken the initiative to reveal his martial soul level.

Therefore, no one in the entire Bafang Martial Arts Arena knew that his martial soul was actually a Xuan-level top-grade, which had a speed far beyond most people.

In the blink of an eye.

Chasing the wind came to Ling Jiuqiu's face.

Just when Ling Jiuqiu was about to make a move, the body that was moving at the extreme speed of chasing the wind suddenly turned sharply and came to Ling Jiuqiu's side.

"Wind Cut!"

His right hand was shrouded in an invisible wind blade, and it slashed towards Ling Jiuqiu's waist.

"It's so fast!"

Jiuqiu's heart was shocked, but his movements were not flustered at all.

Although the opponent's speed is fast, it will not exceed his reaction speed, and it is not difficult to defend passively.

I saw him raise his right hand lightly and grab it directly at the opponent's wrist, completely ignoring the wind blade in the opponent's hand.

"Arrogance!"

Chasing the wind was furious in his heart.

The other party directly ignored his blow, obviously despising his attack ability.

But even so, he didn't have the idea of confronting Ling Jiuqiu, but hurriedly dodged away.

Chasing the wind is cautious by nature, and in the face of any strong man, he must first test the bottom line of the opponent's strength, and then consider whether he needs to fight head-on.

As he dodged, he made Jiuqiu's legs bend and kick, and his body jumped up, smashing into the position of chasing the wind like a raging beast.

Chasing the wind easily dodged.

And Ling Jiuqiu slammed it on the ground, stepping on the bluestone ring out of a shallow pit tens of centimeters square.

Several pieces of rubble burst out in all directions.

Then he jumped up again, and with this savage posture of rampage, he attacked all over the ring.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Chasing the wind easily dodged the attacks that caused Jiuqiu to fall from the sky again and again.

Although he couldn't attack Ling Jiuqiu, who was like a flea, he was not in a hurry at all, and he sneered in his heart.

"With this kind of attack, it is impossible for you to touch me for another hundred years, and your true qi, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold out for even a few minutes."

"Sure enough, it's just a reckless teenager."

But after two minutes, his face finally changed.

At this time, Ling Jiuqiu also stopped not far from him, his face was not red or breathless, and he smiled casually: "What? Finally noticed? You have nowhere to hide. ”

Chasing the wind looked at the shallow pit that was almost full of the ring, and couldn't help but look gloomy.

In the process of dodging before, he would subconsciously avoid the shallow pit on the ground and dodge in an intact position in the ring.

It also made him ignore a problem.

In the process of moving at extreme speed, once you step on the air or step on a stone, you are likely to lose your balance, which will disrupt the rhythm of your body and even fall to the ground.

For him, who is known for his speed, such a mistake is completely fatal.

He never expected that these inconspicuous shallow pits caused by Jiuqiu's seemingly reckless and useless attacks would directly restrict his body.

In fact.

It is difficult for ordinary people to use such a tactic, because the bluestone ring is extremely strong, and even such a slight level of damage requires a lot of effort.

And to make the shallow pit cover the entire ring, it is necessary to exhaust all the true qi of the ordinary True Qi Realm Triple Martial Artist before it is possible.

At this time, there is no strength to fight the opponent.

But Jiuqiu is not an ordinary person.

He has a heaven-level martial soul refining soul peak, and his strength explosion far exceeds that of martial artists of the same level.

There is also a Xuan-level low-grade Spirit Swallowing Python, which continues to digest the Qi and Blood Pill in his body, continuously providing him with physical energy and true qi, making his endurance terrifyingly strong.

It doesn't matter if they can't catch up with you, just destroy the ring beyond recognition, so that you can't move as much as you want, forcing both sides to equal speed.

Then.

Ling Jiuqiu's body moved, and he jumped towards the chasing wind again, and while falling from the sky, he used the Meteorite Palm Knife in his right hand and slashed down fiercely.

Facing the dense shallow pits around him, Chasing Wind knew that he no longer had the advantage of speed.

He suddenly jumped to the side, and after dodging Ling Jiuqiu's attack, he immediately moved under his feet and rushed forward again.

"Since there is no advantage in speed, let me try your strength!"

The palm of the wind chasing was shrouded in an invisible wind blade, stabbing silently towards Ling Jiuqiu's body.

Aside from the speed factor, his hard power is not bad, at least he thinks that it is not much worse than Ling Jiuqiu.

However.

After the first head-to-head confrontation between the two, Chasing Wind realized his mistake.

I saw Ling Jiuqiu's left hand open, and he grabbed it directly against the wind blade in his hand chasing the wind.

"Whew!"

The wind blade landed on Ling Jiuqiu's palm, making a low but long grinding sound.

Then, Ling Jiuqiu's palm suddenly squeezed, gripping the five fingers of chasing the wind like iron pincers, and his right palm also stabbed forward.

Chasing the wind was frightened, his body suddenly deflected, trying to dodge the attack, but with one hand restricted, he didn't have much room to dodge at all, and could only watch as Ling Jiuqiu's palm knife stabbed at his left shoulder.

"Whew!"

The four fingers were almost completely submerged in the body of the wind chaser.

Ling Jiuqiu reluctantly pulled out his palm knife, regardless of the other party's struggle and screams, and stabbed the opponent's neck continuously, until the opponent's head was almost cut off, and then slapped the opponent's forehead.

Soul Refining Ding, plunder again!