Sunlight shone into the room through the window, and Dapeng and Zhou Yi opened their sleepy eyes. It's a good mood and it's a new day.

They arrived on time for the tournament, which was even more pompous than in previous days, as the competition became more exciting and attracted more spectators.

The first to take the stage was Dapeng, whose long golden hair fluttered and his white robe spotless. is still so chic and handsome.

His opponent was dressed in a pale blue robe, and the wind god was like jade, and he looked very gentlemanly.

"I've seen your first few fights, you're strong, but that's all you have to do. Please remember that it was the royal family of the Cana Empire, Duke Price, who defeated you. There was a hint of a smile on the corner of the blue robe's mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense, speak with strength. The Roc turned into a streamer and smashed towards Price. Price shone with blue light all around him, and he delivered a powerful blow.

The fists collided, and the invisible energy fluctuations quickly extended outward.

The two took a few steps back at the same time.

Dapeng has his arms outstretched, and his palms are shaped like knives. With the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming momentum, he slashed down towards Price.

Price didn't advance but retreated, the blue light around him was even better, and the sound of the waves rumbled around him. With endless might, he pressed down on the roc.

The two hurricane-like forces collided abruptly in the air, the slightest crack appeared in the space, the earth shook, and even the sun in the sky had lost its color.

There were exclamations from the audience, these two people were too strong.

Dapeng looked up to the sky and roared, his golden hair standing upside down, like an ancient demon god. A powerful savage aura swept out of his body, and the shadow of Tianpeng lingered around him, and the sound of Peng's roar was endless.

Looking at Price again, the blue light shining all around him, he seemed to be in the middle of an endless sea, the sea was under his control, and the sound of the waves crashing one after another.

In between a few breaths, the two have been battling each other for several rounds. The audience in the audience can only see the afterimage of the Tao, which is really fast.

The two turned over and landed, only to see a trace of blood on Pooles's hands, and Dapeng's fists were still as white as jade.

"Well, the flesh is strong enough. Price said indignantly.

The corners of Dapeng's mouth showed a hint of a smile.

Suddenly, Price had a long black stick in his hand, and he didn't know what rare metal was used to refine it, and he didn't know which strong man had been tempered by his life. This swarthy long stick exudes amazing energy fluctuations.

Price swung his long stick as if it was about to collapse the space. The astonishing momentum pressed down on Dapeng, who was not afraid, and his eyes exuded a powerful fighting intent.

With the stroke of his fists, the golden battle light suddenly rose from his body, and the golden hand quickly struck, and the black iron rod collided with the sound of "sonorous" gold cracking stones. The momentum of the two reached its peak at the same time. The swarthy iron rod swung again and slashed towards the Roc. The Roc felt tremendous pressure, which was caused by the Divine Soldiers and the level gap.

Dapeng looked up to the sky and roared, the golden light on his body was even better, and his long golden hair was dancing. A roar went straight to the sky. The wings behind him gradually formed, and it was a pair of huge Peng wings, flashing with dazzling golden light.

The audience exclaimed again, there was actually a flying exercise.

Dapeng's wings shook slightly, and he quickly rose into the air and dodged the blow. The swarthy iron rod fell. The earth is cracking, and cracks are spreading rapidly. A huge crater with a diameter of ten meters appeared in the ground.

The Roc stands proudly in the air. The body outlined a golden Peng shadow, and a roar resounded through the Nine Heavens. The huge Peng Shadow struck at Price with endless domineering energy. Price raised his swarthy iron rod. The intricate printing method with both hands knocked out the dark iron rod, and the astonishing energy fluctuations where Peng Ying collided with the black iron rod spread rapidly outward. It's about to affect the audience.

I saw that on the rostrum, a sturdy middle-aged man rose into the air, exuding a soft blue halo on his body, Zhou Yi felt that there was amazing energy in his body, his hands drew a half-spherical shape, and quickly hit the ring, and the entire ring was shrouded in a blue light curtain. This allowed the aftermath of the battle to not reach the audience.

I saw that the two of them took a few steps back, and there was a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths. Dapeng is a median battle spirit, and he actually fought to a tie with a lower war spirit holding a divine soldier, which is enough to highlight Dapeng's strong strength.

Price was unwilling, the realm of the lower war soul united with his own divine soldiers, and he actually fought a draw with a median war spirit, he has lived for so many years, he has never tasted defeat in the Gana Empire, and he has never been injured by a young talent of the same era, and today he was injured by a person from another country, and it seems that he is a few years younger than himself. He felt that this was a great disgrace to him.

Price was furious, his fists clenched. Raise your head to the sky and roar. The battle spirit was even stronger, and the dark long stick in his hand once again rose with a dazzling blue light, and slashed down towards Dapeng's head with the momentum of pulling out the mountain. The Roc crossed his arms over his head, and the black iron rod made a sound of gold and iron colliding. The Roc took three steps back. Several footprints an inch deep appeared under his feet.

Dapeng felt a little struggling, and the combination of high-grade weapons and a realm higher than him had gradually suppressed him. There is no such thing as failure in his heart, and he doesn't want to fail. Both for dignity and for the princess.

Dapeng's white robe hunted in the wind, his long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and his fists rattled with a rattling sound. But Dapeng's expression was surprisingly peaceful, without a trace of violence.

Zhou Yi felt that something was wrong, and Dapeng seemed to be about to launch a supreme attack. The masters on the rostrum looked at Dapeng with surprised expressions.

Invisible energy fluctuations spread out around the roc, like water waves.

Price had a sense of crisis, and when he looked at Dapeng again, he had a sense of illusion. He was at a loss, but he didn't dare to slack off. The dark long stick in his hand once again showed its might, and the black light on it was swirling, and the ancient runes of the Dao Dao appeared. Amazing energy fluctuations emanated from above.

The audience was surprised again, it turned out that the two were still hiding and did not show their full strength.

The energy ripples beside Dapeng slowly dissipated, and when they completely dissipated, an astonishing momentum swept out of Dapeng's body, and a golden-winged Tianpeng and a golden dragon appeared around his body. The roc let out a long roar, and a huge pressure surged towards Price, and the dragon roared, and a huge pressure also surged towards Price.

Price felt the pressure double, and his body was almost unable to parry, and at this moment, the Dao runes on the dark iron rod slowly floated up from the iron rod, covering the entire space, each rune was very complicated, and it looked very mysterious and incomprehensible. The space is full of quaintness. Through the runes, it emits heart-palpitating energy fluctuations. At this moment, all the runes surged towards Price's body, and under the tremendous pressure, Price's clothes turned into shards. Revealing his dragon-like muscles, black runes were inscribed on his white skin, which was very infiltrating, and his long blue hair was flying, standing there like a demon god, and the amazing momentum came out of his body. Offset the pressure of the dragon and Tianpeng just now.

When the audience saw this scene, everyone's mouth opened wide in surprise. They're monsters, how can they be so strong.

Looking at Dapeng again, Tianpeng's claws beside him actually pressed the dragon, although the dragon was unwilling, but it was also surrendered, only to see Tianpeng turn into a golden light and rush into Dapeng's body, and the size of the dragon quickly decreased. It became the size of a finger, wandering in the applause of the Roc, but the power did not diminish in the slightest.

From Dapeng's body, a powerful savage aura was revealed, like a desolate ancient beast, his hands turned into two huge Peng claws, the golden dragon was still wandering in his palms, and the huge Peng claws were pressed down towards Price with endless momentum, this is the Tianpeng Fulong Technique, it is the Great Killing Technique.

The audience all showed surprised expressions, and those with insight must be able to see it. In ancient times, there was a legend that Tianpeng fought with the dragon and finally subdued the dragon. Since then, Tianpeng Fulong has been achieved. Everyone has only seen it in ancient books, who would have thought that today it would be allowed to see such exercises.

Price's demon body moved, holding the black iron rod in both hands, and the blue stick shadow quickly enlarged, and the ancient runes on it were swirling, and with endless domineering energy, it slashed towards the two huge peng claws.

The gold and blue lights collided, like the sun, and the wind around them was so strong that even the heavens and the earth were discolored, and a shocking explosion sounded, and the entire ring was overturned. Dapeng and Price all flew upside down, their bodies stained red with blood. Unconscious.