Wang Shan was either born with divine power, or he cultivated extremely powerful body refining techniques!

"I don't use my true qi, if you can block my stick, you are barely worthy of being my opponent. Wang Shan said lightly, looking quite disdainful.

Among the many disciples in the top 100, many people know that Chang Le is in the top thirteen, and his strength is at the bottom, even worse than the twentieth disciple.

Wang Shan despises Chang Le so much precisely because of this.

As he spoke, Wang Shan's golden stick was lifted extremely high by him, and then he quickly smashed it down with a stick towards Chang Le, which was extremely fast, giving people a sense of heavy oppression.

At this moment, Chang Le's body shook, the bronze light suddenly burst out, and a punch burst out, just as it was bombarded with Wang Shan's golden stick, and suddenly, a sound that seemed to be metal intersecting sounded.

As the sound of metal intersecting sounded, Chang Le's body couldn't help but take two steps back, and Wang Shan, who was on the other side, also took two steps back in slight surprise.

"Blocked?" Wang Shan's eyes were a little surprised.

Originally, in his opinion, even if he didn't use his true qi, he could defeat Chang Le with this blow.

After all, his golden stick weighed a thousand and one pounds.

"I also have a long stick, this long stick of mine doesn't have such a domineering name, I call it a black long stick. I don't use my true qi, if you can block my stick, you are worthy of being my opponent. Chang Le learned Wang Shan's words and spoke lightly, and in his hand, there was already a pitch-black, nearly two-meter-long long stick.

Under the ring, many disciples burst into laughter, Wang Shan said that he was qualified, after all, Wang Shan's strength was very strong, and what about Chang Le?

Wang Shan also sneered disappreciatively.

Chang Le let out a low shout, and the black long stick was raised high, and then smashed towards Wang Shan.

This stick smashed down, and suddenly a terrifying momentum erupted, causing the faces of many disciples around the ring to change.

Wang Shan, who was locked by this momentum, changed his face even more, and without the slightest hesitation, he quickly raised the golden stick, and all the dantian true qi poured out crazily, covering the golden stick, wanting to block Chang Le's stick.

A dull voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shan's face was pale, and his body that was rolling in his throat actually rolled several times on the ground of the ring, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

On Wang Shan's two arms, there were several tears, and blood was gurgling down, as long as he moved slightly, he could suddenly feel a sharp pain.

"How is that possible?" he gasped, his face full of shock.

"You didn't block this stick of mine, it seems that you are not worthy of being my opponent. Chang Le held a black long stick and said indifferently.

Under the ring, many disciples looked at Chang Le with an indifferent look on his face dumbfounded: Injured Wang Shan with a stick......? How is this possible?

You must know that Wang Shan is the peak cultivation of the Tongmai Realm, and his strength is so strong, even in this year's Inner Gate Competition, he can also rank in the top ten.

And Chang Le, according to the estimation of many disciples, he is only about 20 in the top 20 of this year's Inner Gate Competition, and he is not at the same level of strength as Wang Shan.

Suddenly, a disciple suddenly spoke, "Could it be ...... Chang Le really has the strength to deal with fifth-level top-level demon beasts?"

Hearing this, many disciples shivered and were a little dumbfounded.

At this time, another disciple said: "Don't you think it's weird? Chang Le participated in the Inner Gate Competition, and at first we all thought that he had no hope of entering the top 100, but he ended up in the top 100. Then we thought he was in the top 50 at most, and he ended up in the top 13, and then ......"

The disciple swallowed hard, and said excitedly: "Chang Le is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and his strength may not be able to compete for the top three." ”

As this disciple said, from the time Chang Le participated in the Inner Gate Competition to the present, many disciples thought that his strength was no more than that, and every time, they were surprised.

It's just that because the ring match between Fu Shijian and others was quite fierce, which covered up the brilliance of Chang Le, everyone didn't pay too much attention to Chang Le.

Thinking of this, many disciples had a look of shock in their eyes.

"God, if it's true, Chang Lecai is in the middle of the pulse realm, and he will be in the top three, then his potential is even greater than that of Senior Brother Fu. ”

"Senior Brother Fu of the last Inner Gate Grand Contest finally won the second place, he was in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, and he had already shocked the entire Tiannan Sect. If Chang Le enters the top three in the middle of the Tongmai Realm, then ......"

Many disciples were excited, and their eyes looked at Chang Le one by one, showing a look of worship, this kind of worship was no less than the kind of worship that some inner disciples did to Shi Jian, and it was completely respectful of the strong!

In the ring, Wang Shan was still lying on the ground, and after listening to Chang Le's words, he couldn't help but show anger on his face: "Arrogant! Don't think that you can repel me with a stick, and you will be able to win." ”

Forcibly suppressing the pain in his hands and arms, Wang Shan got up from the ground and said angrily: "Chang Le, if you have the ability, take me again." ”

As he spoke, Wang Shan used his arms to pick up the golden stick on the ground.

It's just that with the strength of Wang Shan's arms, the wound on his hand suddenly cracked, and the blood of the original pillar flowed down again, staining his body, which was extremely terrifying.

"Why not. Chang Le was holding a long black stick.

I have to say that Wang Shan's golden stick is indeed very powerful.

Before, Wang Shan didn't use his dantian true qi, and just smashed it with a golden stick, and the ordinary mid-stage martial artist of the Tongmai Realm was killed by his smash.

It's just a pity that Wang Shan's opponent is Chang Le.

Although Chang Le is also a mid-stage cultivator of the Tongmai Realm, his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary Tongmai Realm martial artists.

As soon as the bronze body refining technique is cast, the fist power is as high as more than 60,000 catties, and it can even threaten the peak martial artists of the Tongmai realm, and against the golden stick that does not use true qi, Chang Le has no pressure.

After that, Chang Le took out the black long stick and attacked Wang Shan with the black long stick, although the latter released his true qi in time to resist, but how powerful was the black long stick?

This black stick was obtained by the little dog bear in the land of the Violent Bear, and then given to him.

The material of the black long stick was extremely hard, and even if Chang Le attacked with a half-step sword intent, he could not leave even a trace on the black long stick. Even if you just attack at will with a black long stick, you can exert a power comparable to the full force of a martial artist in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm.

What's more, Chang Le's stick just now?

Under this stick, Wang Shan can resist without being seriously injured and unable to move, which is already very good.

Thinking that he was injured by Chang Le's stick, the anger in Wang Shan's eyes was even worse, he took a deep breath, kicked his feet violently, and the whole person suddenly jumped in the air, and at the same time, the golden stick was also held high in the air by him.

"Today, I want you to regret what you just said! Prepare to take my strongest blow - merciless killing!" Wang Shan roared angrily, and a large amount of true qi frantically poured out of his dantian, covering the golden stick.

In an instant, a golden light and a glass light on the golden stick rotated back and forth, extremely gorgeous.

Then, the golden stick slammed down on Chang Le.

Suddenly, a ruthless and unrighteous atmosphere enveloped Chang Le.

At this moment, Chang Le's mind was a little lost.

Chang Le only felt that he seemed to be out of the ring, out of this world, and came to a bizarre world where he was alone, and this world, he was alone, very lonely.

"Curious attack. Chang Le shook his head slightly, and instantly woke up from that strange atmosphere, Wang Shan's attack, if it was someone else, I am afraid that before the other party could react, he would be hit by Wang Shan's golden stick, and he would definitely die.

However, Chang Le is different, his willpower and soul power are extremely powerful, and this kind of attack that can affect the mind has no effect on Chang Le.

The long black stick in Chang Le's hand was raised, and at the same time, wisps of copper energy poured out of his body.

"You weren't even affected by the merciless killing?!" Seeing Chang Le raise the black long stick, Wang Shan was taken aback.

The ruthless killing is Wang Shan's strongest blow! The horror of this blow is clear to him, and it can affect the enemy's mind, and the battle between warriors is a race against time, as long as the enemy loses his mind for a moment, he can take the opportunity to kill the opponent.

It was by this blow that he made it to the top thirteen, and many disciples who were stronger than Wang Shan lost their minds at the moment of being hit by this blow, and were knocked out of the ring.

He wasn't in the slightest worried that his strongest blow would be known to the other disciples, because ...... This blow is defenseless, there is no way to defend against it!

However, Chang Le has no effect.

Without waiting for Wang Shan's surprise to continue, Chang Le's black long stick had already collided with Wang Shan's golden stick.

Rumble......

Chang Le and Wang Shan's retreated.

Wang Shan almost retreated under the ring, the place where he was standing at the moment was already the edge of the ring, as long as he took a step back, it would be regarded as falling into the ring, and this ring match would be regarded as a failure. His face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, he looked at Chang Le with a strange expression, and after a long time, he sighed and said in a low voice: "I lost." ”

The strongest blow was useless against Chang Le, and Wang Shan had no choice but to take Chang Le at all.

"You're a freak. After taking a deep look at Chang Le, a look of shame flashed on Wang Shan's face, just now he vowed to defeat Chang Le.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shan jumped out of the ring and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Chang Le just smiled faintly.

"Chang Le wins, get a point!" The referee announced loudly.

On the rostrum, many Tiannan Sect elders looked at Chang Le in the ring, and one of the elders suddenly frowned and said, "What a strange aura, the black long stick in Chang Le's hand doesn't seem to be an ordinary weapon. ”

"Indeed, this aura seems to be a demonic aura, but it is very faint, how could Chang Le have such a weapon?" The other elder nodded.

Many elders looked puzzled, but they didn't know that the black long stick in Chang Le's hand was obtained by the mysterious demon beast Little Bear in the Land of Violent Bear Trials in the Tempering Mountain Range, and then given to him.

Therefore, in the black long stick, it naturally has a trace of demon beast breath.

Around the ring where Chang Le was, there was an uproar, and many disciples looked at him with excitement and admiration. With the mid-stage cultivation of the Tongmai Realm, defeating Wang Shan, who was at the peak of the Tongmai Realm, this record was enough to prove his strength.

At this moment, no one thinks that Chang Le's strength is average, and he relied on luck to reach the top thirteen.

On the contrary, at this moment, many disciples are looking forward to it, how many people can Chang Le rush to?

In the midst of many disciples' discussions and gazes, Chang Le slowly walked out of the ring.

After this ring match, Chang Le's next ring match will be an hour later.

In the other rings, except for Fu Shijian, the other disciples were still fighting frantically.

As soon as his heart moved, Chang Le walked towards a ring next to him, and in this ring, it was Wu Rong and a young disciple named Zhang Gudao.

Zhang Gudao has dark skin, a Chinese face, and looks honest, he is the fourth place in the last Inner Gate Competition, and in the past three years, his strength has also been greatly improved.

At this moment, Wu Rong was fighting fiercely with Zhang Gudao.

The crazy battle made many of the disciples watching the battle in the ring extremely excited.

The reason why Chang Le came to watch Wu Rong's battle was because he saw Wu Rong's knife before, Wu Rong's knife technique was extremely fast, whether it was out or closed, the speed was extremely fast.

"Wu Rong, let you try my trick, if you block it, then I have nothing to say. In the ring, Zhang Gudao didn't plan to continue fighting, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'll take it, and you'll lose. Wu Rong said coldly.

"I'll talk about that later. Zhang Gudao was also extremely confident in his blow, he didn't believe that Wu Rong could really catch his move.

"Look at me, Hundred Broken Punch!" Zhang Gudao let out a low shout, put his hands in front of him, and suddenly changed into a fist, attacking Wu Rong with great speed.

However, Zhang Gudao's speed is fast, and Wu Rong's speed is even faster.

I saw Wu Rong's body move, and the big knife in his hand slashed into Zhang Gudao's hand, and with a bang, a crack appeared on Zhang Gudao's two fists, and blood flowed down.

What's more, Zhang Gudao only felt a light breeze blowing in his ears, and a cold and cold big knife was placed on Zhang Gudao's neck.

"I lost. Zhang Gudao did not hesitate to speak, and when he heard the words, Wu Rong had already withdrawn the big knife on Zhang Gudao's neck. Looking at the speed at which Wu Rong collected the knife, Zhang Gudao couldn't help but sigh: "What a fast knife speed, Wu Rong, you shouldn't have gone all out yet, right?"

Wu Rong was also quite impressed by Zhang Gudao, and he didn't hide it, nodding slightly at Zhang Gudao.

"Awesome. Zhang Gudao exclaimed and jumped out of the ring, and at the same time, his voice also came from under the ring: "Wu Rong, with your strength, it may not be impossible to compete for the top three, I hope you can enter the top three." ”

A smile appeared on Wu Rong's face, looking at Zhang Gudao's distant back, he said softly: "My goal is not just the top three ......"

"Hmm, Wu Rong's ...... just now" Under the ring, Chang Le was slightly surprised.

Wu Rong's knife just now was not only fast, but also extremely powerful, just like Chang Le releasing the sword energy in his body and attacking on the sword, it was extremely powerful.

With Chang Le's technique, the sword strength is hidden on the sword, and ordinary warriors can't find it at all.

The same is true of sword strength, if the sword strength is hidden in the knife, as long as it is well hidden, other martial artists will not be able to find it either.

However, the fact that other martial artists can't detect it doesn't mean that Chang Le can't tell it.

Chang Le's sword strength has now reached a half-step sword intent state, and he is extremely familiar with sword strength, and in this world, the most similar to sword strength is sword strength!

Therefore, Chang Le could detect that in Wu Rong's knife just now, there was an extremely faint wisp of knife strength!

"This Wu Rong actually comprehended the strength of the sword?" Chang Le was slightly shocked.

You must know that the sword strength is the initial state of the sword intent, and its power is not weaker than the sword strength, and those who can comprehend the sword strength are definitely true geniuses!

Unexpectedly, Wu Rong also comprehended the strength of the knife.

However, after thinking about it, Chang Le couldn't help but feel relieved.

If he can comprehend the sword strength, can't others comprehend the sword strength?

In the Endless Continent, the last thing that lacks is genius.

Some people can comprehend the artistic conception, some people can comprehend the sword strength, and naturally some people can comprehend the sword strength.