Murong Yu tilted his head, took a step forward, gently hugged Xiangdie and kissed her, and whispered in her ear: "The young master will win in a while, and he will come to serve me at night." ”

Xiangdie muttered in a low voice, her face was full of shame, of course she knew what Murong Yu meant, she was telling her to go to bed at night. Among the nobles of the empire, as a maidservant, whatever the master asks, he must do it, and Murong Yu's request is, of course, something he can't refuse.

Xiangdie stepped back, Murong Yu looked at Princess Mina with a smile, stretched out her hands, Meina felt so many eyes staring at herself, and suddenly blushed. During this time, Murong Yu has been cultivating hard, although Princess Mina has already had a skin-to-skin relationship with Murong Yu, but in that case, Meina still has lingering palpitations.

Therefore, Meina has been hiding in the courtyard and rarely provokes Murong Yu, Murong Yu knows that he is in a hurry, so he can only let Meina accept him slowly. He looked at the delicate and beautiful Mina, stepped forward gently, hugged her into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Mina, I miss you very much!"

Princess Mina's delicate body trembled, hugged Murong Yu with her backhand, and said softly in Murong Yu's ear: "Me too." ”

When Murong Yu heard this, he kissed Mei Na, pushed the beauty away, turned around and strode away. He walked calmly, steadily, and powerfully, as if no matter what stood in the way in front of him, it was no longer a problem.

The applause of the audience lasted for a long time, and the two pairs of masters in the elite group had already jumped into the field. At the entrance, Dongfang Renqing and Murong Yu glanced at each other, nodded heartily, and walked towards their respective fields at the same time.

Looking at Kong Zhicheng, who was dressed in white opposite, Murong Yu nodded slightly, which was considered a return gift. Kong Zhicheng is 29 years old this year. It belongs to a strong samurai and is said to come from the Aurado Magic Academy in the south. He and Murong Yu are still alumni. However, Murong Yu later returned to the imperial capital.

For the Aurado Demon Martial Arts Academy. Murong Yu had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, especially the scene where the teacher sacrificed himself to save everyone, which Murong Yu could not forget for a long time.

Kong Zhicheng was about the same height as Murong Yu, and even half a head taller, he was dressed in snow-bright armor and held a black war knife, the dark war knife reflected a charming light in the sun. Murong Yu didn't underestimate this guy. Since you are an opponent, you must give your opponent enough respect.

With a flash in Murong Yu's hand, a golden war knife appeared, gently stroking the blade of the "traceless", and Murong Yu felt an inexplicable chill. Since cultivating the Divine Soul Quotations, the sequelae left by Murong Yu back then have improved, and he knows very well that there is still a lot of potential to be tapped in this battle knife.

Whether it is the killing aura contained in this knife, or the remnant soul of the evil dragon hidden inside. Murong Yu was ready to receive them at the right time. With a powerful soul power and a powerful soul technique, Murong Yu believed that he could recover the evil dragon and use it for himself.

"Wow!" Murong Yu's fingertips flicked on the blade. There was a dragon's roar.

The referee was a Saint-level mid-level powerhouse, and when he saw that the two of them were ready, he immediately gave an order: "The game begins." ”

Murong Yu and Kong Zhicheng did not make a move. It's just secretly gathering fighting energy, and the powerful power of fighting energy echoes on the battle knife. The power of heaven and earth was forcibly hooked and ingested. The black war knife in Kong Zhicheng's hand was even darker and shinier, as black as a black gem.

"Doutian Divine Formula" is activated. Murong Yu condensed eight times the dou qi and directly blessed the battle knife, with the current Murong Yu's emperor-level peak dou qi, plus eight times the increase in dou qi and holy soldiers. The power of the fighting spirit has reached a terrifying height, Kong Zhicheng's expression is solemn, and he waved his sword slightly to draw a beautiful arc in the air. The power of heaven and earth was activated in an instant, and the surrounding space seemed to be affected and frozen.

With a kick under his feet, Kong Zhi was like a sharp arrow, and the human knife slashed towards Murong Yu. Murong Yu accelerated at the same time, and the "phantom movement" under his feet was already close to Kong Zhicheng.

"Wow!" the two fought dozens of times in the air, and the sound of Jin Ge was endless.

Kong Zhicheng was assisted in the first wave of offensive, and the whole person floated back. Murong Yu also stepped back, judging from the scene, the two of them were half a catty and eight taels, not much different.

"Your Highness, you are very strong!" Kong Zhicheng praised from the bottom of his heart.

Murong Yu nodded slightly, snorted, and responded, "You're not bad either." ”

"However, I will not show mercy!" sparks erupted in Kong Zhicheng's eyes.

Murong Yu hahedaxiao: "Come, let's fight!"

Judging from the battle just now, there is not much difference between Kong Zhicheng and Murong Yu's fighting spirit, only from this point, Kong Zhicheng is a genuine emperor-level peak combat power. Imagine that since Murong Yu cultivated his Qi vein, the power of his Dou Qi had almost tripled, plus an eightfold increase in his Dou Qi, at this time, Murong Yu's Dou Qi had reached a terrifying height, and Kong Zhicheng actually had a fight with Murong Yu, obviously it was not in vain.

Kong Zhicheng's fighting spirit condensed again, and he shouted loudly: "Come again!" and rushed towards Murong Yu at an accelerated pace.

Murong Yu also pounced on him at the same time, and the strength of the fighting qi instantly increased again, and the Tianyan furious fighting qi had directly increased tenfold.

Kong Zhicheng jumped high, and a black whirlwind blew from the black war knife, and the entire sky seemed to be covered by the black war knife. Murong Yu only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the sunlight seemed to have disappeared. Even many people outside the stadium felt that the light in the field was dim and fell into a state of semi-darkness.

Murong Yu knew that this was not an illusion, but a unique phenomenon formed by Kong Zhicheng's ability to control the power of heaven and earth. Murong Yu was not afraid, "No Trace" came from the bottom up, and hit it hard.

Kong Zhicheng saw that the war knife was about to touch, his mouth opened, and a sharp and piercing sound rushed towards Murong Yu, the powerful sound made Murong Yu's ears ring, and the sea of souls actually caused a ripple.

What a sonic attack!

The sound wave was like a tidal wave hitting Murong Yu in the wind and rain, Murong Yu only felt that his ears were "buzzing", the figure in front of him suddenly became a point, and the power of Kong Zhicheng's emperor-level warrior exploded in an all-round way.

A real afterimage!

Murong Yu's battle knife on the block missed, and he only felt that Kong Zhicheng's shadow was all over the audience, and the four Kong Zhicheng attacked from four directions.

Murong Yu's "Five Great" exercises were activated instantly, and with a kick under his feet, the whole person rose to the sky.

There was a round of applause from the sidelines.

Kong Zhicheng was condescending, and the four figures immediately chased and killed Murong Yu, four black war knives, two slashed at Murong Yu's legs, and two stabbed at Murong Yu's chest.

Murong Yu was in the air, a sudden brake hovered, the air rotated, and the figure suddenly split.

A real afterimage!

The same four figures faced Kong Zhicheng's four figures respectively, Kong Zhicheng was extremely experienced, and a sharp tiger roar broke out from his mouth again.

Murong Yu's ears were shocked by the tiger's roar and he became deaf again, his head was so dizzy that he almost fell out of mid-air.

At the same time, eight figures slammed into each other.

"Poof!" the sword erupted in sparks in the air.

Murong Yu, who was dizzy, was slashed by Kong Zhicheng, and the whole person fell down with a "bang" and smashed to the ground. With Murong Yu's current physical strength almost the same as that of the Holy Armor, although he would not be seriously injured, he was also broken.

Even so, the protective fighting qi that was originally blessed on his body was also dispersed, and the hard ground that had been blessed by the defensive magic array flickered, and he withstood Murong Yu's impact, and the strong rebound force made Murong Yu's whole body seem to fall apart.

Kong Zhicheng was not happy, he was thrown out hard, fell down with a "bang", his hands and feet were numb, and he lay on the ground without any anger.

Murong Yu estimated that the strength of his emperor-level peak fighting energy, coupled with the eight-fold fighting energy of the "Doutian Divine Technique" and ten times the Tianyan Furious Fighting Qi, had reached the primary combat power of the saint-level level. It wasn't until now that Murong Yu understood that Kong Zhicheng must have performed the technique of doubling his fighting spirit, or what kind of secret method would burst out with a fighting spirit comparable to that of a saint.

The most important thing was Kong Zhicheng's sonic attack, which shocked Murong Yu into a dazed and dizzy state, and naturally suffered a big loss. Originally, the competition was to allow the contestants to wear armor and other protective equipment, but Murong Yu thought that since his physical strength was already comparable to that of the Holy Armor, he did not wear the Evil Dragon's suit on his body.

Seeing the two fly out at the same time, several beauties in the stands had a twitch in their hearts, they covered their small mouths, covered their chests, and sweated with nervousness. Sheng Yu Linghe muttered to herself: "Why is this Kong Zhicheng so powerful!"

Nan Jia Xin'er patted Linghe's little hand lightly and comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry, Your Highness is fine." ”

Mei Na frowned deeply at this time, her mood was also a little nervous, and a little hesitant, he couldn't believe that if Murong Yu was killed, what should he do? Although it was only a few days, she felt that she already had a dependence on Murong Yu, and unconsciously, Murong Yu had become her only support.

Murong Yu got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of saliva with a "phew", twisted his body that seemed to be a little stiff, and turned his arm, as if there was no damage at all. Seeing that Murong Yu was fine, most of them howled loudly, and several beauties in the stands also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Kong Zhicheng, who originally thought that Murong Yu would be seriously injured even if he didn't fall to the ground, was sore and numb at this time, if it weren't for the armor on his body that had lost a lot of impact, this time would have been enough for him. He knew in his heart that his physical strength had reached about thirty times that of ordinary people, and he belonged to the top existence among the warriors, but he didn't expect that there would be anyone stronger than him.

Looking at Murong Yu, who was dressed in soft lines but comparable to the body of a demonic beast, Kong Zhicheng felt a little powerless for the first time, and he struggled to get up. The lost confidence in his eyes was slowly recovering, the power of the fighting spirit was condensed again, and the black war sword was shining with a dazzling light again. (To be continued......)