In fact, to be honest, when the glass was given to Heyun, Chen Lian didn't know what the so-called glass was capable of, after all, it was not Chen Lian who had the same heart with it, but Heyun.

So from this point of view, if the amazement shown by Liuli today, it is reasonable to think about it. It's just that for Chen Lian himself, although he is not a professional caster, and he has always studied formations or something in the past, at least from the perspective of Blue Wind and Liuli, he understands that many times the ability to cast does not necessarily have a lot to do with experience.

In some respects, it is determined by the strength of the foundry itself. Of course, to say that this degree of delicacy is naturally worse than those professional casters.

This is also the first time that Chen Lian understands that in fact, why the real strong are often unwilling to pay attention to other skills, it is not that he has to concentrate, but that many times, in fact, it is to be captured. It's just that when he came to Chen Lian, as the head of the first courtyard, he really had to go to see something else, so as to get to Zhengxing Beifang.

Meng Xin had every reason to suspect that this glass was actually given to Heyun by Chen Lian. However, judging from the appearance alone, she still has no way to tell that this is the same as the whip, in fact, she has also used it, but she has no heart.

Obviously, Liuli is absorbing the essence of the other party, although it seems slow, but for the opponent, it is enough. After all, the other party seems to have some meaning in the clouds.

Seeing that one side seemed to have lost its momentum, the central judge shouted, "Heyun wins." Then I saw that the glass flew directly back to Heyun's wrist, which made the onlookers present call it a god.

Heyun couldn't hide his happy face. You must know that Meng Xin is not a step away from seeing it now, and now this whip has attracted countless eyes, which is more or less what he expected.

Back in his position, he was going to celebrate with Chen Lian and analyze the situation of the last game by the way, but somehow, Chen Lian never put the topic on what Heyun said, but instead kept discussing some scenery about the palace.

The former is not easy to offend, but whatever he wants. Think about it, maybe it's already expected!

But until another game, when the artist's forehead was cracked and blood was splashed on the spot, although it was somewhat uncomfortable, at least the color came, and everyone became more lively and expectant.

Among them, of course, Heyun was also included, perhaps it was the previous wishful thinking, which made him a little carried away. When he left his seat again and was about to go to the front to fight, Chen Lian pulled his clothes slightly and said, "His weapon is a fist, you don't have to resist, otherwise you ......"

Heyun didn't listen much, after all, the time was up, but he still somewhat agreed. However, after Heyun walked away, Chen Lian raised his head, still a little worried. No, just a little speechless, pleasing to the eye, it happened to be two more women, one was Ye Hong staring at her, and the other was Meng Xin, who seemed to be a little more confused than the face just now, almost close to the feeling of fire.

It was embarrassing, and in desperation, Chen Lian had no choice but to wave his hand, indicating that he was really helpless. Just watched Meng Xin muttering, and didn't know what he was continuing to mutter.

At the beginning of the competition, the other party was obviously still dressed as before, the god **, full of darkness, that was an extremely healthy feeling, as for the threat that erupted from the fist, everyone saw it, and found that the power could even defeat everything.

The two of them didn't move, just the air currents passed by their sides, and Heyun already felt unprecedented horror.

The other party, the youngest leader of the Imperial Guard. In fact, he is also the person that the old prince admires the most, and he is also the future genius that Daduo and others value the most. Whether it is the appearance or the strength, it is top-notch.

Compared with Heyun, it seems to be a few points higher. Before he could make a move, he had already shown intimidation, but he almost gave Heyun a dismount.

But he had the glass there, and when the breath was fluttering around, the glass kept flickering, and no one understood what it meant. But only Heyun smiled, "You're also hungry and thirsty!"

A whip was thrown to the side, almost close to the people on the sidelines, and then a circle was pulled back, like a scimitar, directly covering it, in fact, it was not much inferior to the leader of the Praetorian Guard.

It's so fast that it's almost staggering. "Smack!" there was a thumping sound. The air flow around them kept trembling, and gradually flowed around, and everyone was taken aback.

Some can't even open their eyes.

After waiting for a long time, when everyone began to commotion, they immediately saw the front, and after a burst of discussions, they saw that the leader of the Praetorian Guard, who was standing there just now, was still not moving. Even the flesh on his body seemed to have been waxed, and there was no trace of being slapped just now.

The bronze body is really fascinated by many women in the audience, but this strength makes Heyun a little embarrassed. Liuli was coldly asided by him at the moment, and he felt puzzled for the first time.

Not to mention anything else, just now, at least there must be a reflection of his seven- or eight-layer strength, but in the first place, it seems that this kind of strength, not to mention that Liuli is going to suck blood, it is even more difficult to touch any scars.

Between pacing back and forth, the other party's movements, from the beginning of the bending to the end of the upright, he didn't seem to take it seriously at all.

Heyun glanced at the whip in his hand, and then at Meng Xin, "Do you use those moves?" Heyun thought of some of the things that Chen Lian had taught him, although they were extremely subtle, he was still a little unskilled.

"No matter, if you can make a move, I'm afraid it's enough. Heyun could only cheer himself up as an opportunity to soothe his emotions.

When Chen Lian saw this, his brows tightened, "Dangerous." ”

I didn't think that when everyone thought that Tsurumo was about to start attacking, suddenly, he wrapped the whip directly around his neck. Then he began to constantly improve his strength, so that he reached the point of exploding.

"Damn, this kid is very capable of comprehending it. Originally, it was used to wrap the hand with a whip, and then the strength of the hand was strengthened, but now it is used to strengthen the ...... Could it be to strengthen the physique?" Chen Lian was a little worried, he didn't know if Heyun had tried it first, this kind of thing was different from the arm, because if the breath hit the body, Chen Lian estimated that he would consider using the top of his head.

On the other side, Meng Xin also saw it, but Heyun's purpose seemed to be the same as what she had asked Chen Lian before, but her body method was completely different. So when she saw Heyun's move, she was displeased, and secretly made a grimace to herself.

Ruri is constantly absorbing, but at the same time, it is instilling some of it into Heyun again. When it was finally completed, everyone could feel that Heyun had at least improved by one level compared to just now.

The other party naturally didn't care, and directly threw a punch, smashed it to the ground, followed by the rocks on the ground and directly turned out, and rushed towards Heyun.

The other party doesn't believe how arrogant Heyun can be, most of the clear-eyed people can see it clearly, in fact, Heyun has reached the point where he has to fight.

Sure enough, when those stones approached Heyun, his palm was crushed in an instant, and then he took the handle of the whip as his head, twisted the whip down, and flew directly to the other party in the direction of the turn.

It seemed that he was a little caught off guard, and the other party could feel the whip down, but it was definitely not his body, so the other side finally moved once, and it was also a high jump, because when the other party wanted to move, he was now somehow locked by an aura.

Of course, this field is actually emanated by the whip. There is no way, the leader of the Praetorian Guard has to do this, but in this way, the gap is big.

After hearing "Ah ......" like a knife-like shadow, the other party knelt directly on one knee, but Heyun was motionless, only to see the glass whip, slowly lying down to the ground along the neck, although the color was still bright red, but everyone could feel that the whip seemed to have lost its previous momentum, and finally darkened.

There was a lot of unwillingness in Heyun's eyes, not because he was out of gas, but because he couldn't move, it turned out that a needle suddenly flew out of the fist used by the other party, and hit a certain acupuncture point on his body directly, and suddenly, there was no strength to connect it.

Seeing the puzzlement in Meng Xin's eyes, he saw Chen Lian again. What else could the latter say in his eyes except pity? In desperation, when he came to the end, a somewhat surprised picture appeared, only to see that Heyun was speechless, but his hand was pointing at Chen Lian with difficulty.

"What am I doing?" Chen Lian was still wondering, when suddenly the glass flew directly into Chen Lian's hand. As if this was an expectation, Tsuruyun suddenly fainted.

Seeing that he was going to make a big deal, in desperation, Chen Lian had to pretend to be going to the front to fight against Heyun.

But just when he was about to carry it, he suddenly said coldly behind him, "Yo! I look at the princess, this person seems to be a friend of this Heyun, I just thought that Heyun was not suffering from some kind of disease, otherwise why did he suddenly collapse? Since he also pointed to this person, why don't you let him continue the competition instead of Heyun?"