Yes, neither of them used spiritual power, although the battle between the red and white two was amazing, but Lin Xu always felt that something was missing just now, and now he understands that it is spiritual power!

The fight between the two actually did not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and now the contest between the two can only be said to be a battle between ordinary martial artists, except for the thrilling battle between the two, it gives Lin Xu a kind of ...... It's an ugly feeling.

is like a merry and talented man, who can write talented poems, but when he finds that two illiterate old men are playing with literature vulgarly, he naturally feels very bored.

Lin Xu is also in this state now, Lin Xu claims that he is not a romantic talent, but the red and white are by no means "old men".

Although Lin Xu didn't dare to guarantee that their audience was all monks, there were still many people with the title of monks, if the red and white were just ordinary people, then Rongfa would definitely not let them appear.

Without him, no matter how superb the martial arts skills of the two are, no matter how dazzling the fighting is, Lin Xu's audience will feel bored.

The gap between ordinary humans and monks is insurmountable, and it is really difficult for monks to be interested in the battle of ordinary people.

"Two mid-level monks!"

When Lin Xu was still thinking about it, the answer came from another direction, which was the sound of confronting Moshan just now.

Shen Ming also watched the battle between the red and white seriously, and after hearing the old man's words, he also nodded: "Yes, the strength of the peak of the two earth levels." ”

Lin Xu may not be able to see the strength of the red and white, but as an existence at the peak of the ground level, how can he not see the strength of the red and white!

After getting a definite answer, Lin Xu looked at the two who were fighting with a shocked expression, when, when was the middle of the ground level so worthless, was it the turn to go to the ring to fight?

Lin Xu still remembered that the four great commanders of the east, west, north and south of the Shuntian Mansion were also the strength of the middle stage of the earth level.

And at this time, as a master in the middle of the ground level, has he been reduced to the point where people are pointing fingers in the audience?

.........

In the blink of an eye, the man in red and the man in white had already handed each other hundreds of moves in the arena, and the terrifying thing was that the feet of the two people never left the broken floor, and the four feet were nailed to the stone steps, never backing down, never dodging, only fierce bombardment.

"Again!"

The man in red suddenly roared, his right hand fist burst out, and his left palm sleeve flew out, and his fists were both overwhelming.

The man in white slashed horizontally with his right hand and hit the air with his left hand, and the figures of the two were quickly entangled, dazzling, and in the absence of spiritual power, the stone steps were faintly unbearable.

Fist style, palm qi, fist strength, palm strength, as long as you take a blow, you will immediately die and can't die anymore.

"Collapse!"

The two shouted in unison, their palms overlapping tightly in mid-air, and then they separated violently.

The man in red pressed the tip of his left foot violently on the broken ground, steady, and two lines of blood were drawn from his nostrils.

The man in white bent his left knee slightly, his voice was low, and blood blisters appeared in his earholes.

Both of them were still at this time, and the man in red slowly breathed his body, stretched out his hand to seal the small blood veins near his heart, and slowly closed his eyes.

The man in white also leaned in the arena, knelt down on one knee, stared at the man in red, and eased his breathing.

Watching the battle between the two, Lin Xu's eyes widened, Boss Li once praised his battle, which was full of "violent aesthetics".

But Lin Xu felt that Boss Li was wrong, and he was very wrong, and the battle between the red and white was the real "violent aesthetics".

Two mid-level masters, without using spiritual power, are inseparable for a while, this kind of talent is the most terrifying.

The man in red was menacing.

The momentum of the man in white is like a rainbow.

Invisibly, the momentum of the two is opposed, making people more and more addicted to it.

Even Lin Xu, an outsider, can see that the internal forces of the two are competing without a trace, perhaps, the key to winning is not whether they can use spiritual power, spiritual power is no longer important, what matters is momentum.

However, outsiders can see that these two people are by no means easily discouraged, or that neither of them is discouraged.

The man in red was still breathing, and after half a minute, the man in red opened his eyes and stared at the man in white fiercely.

The fingertips of the man in red had left the ground slightly.

The man in white's hands were also slightly clenched.

Right in this one!

The man in red jumps!

The man in white squats!

Lin Xu sat up straight and looked at this scene very seriously, for a cultivator, it was better to see such a wonderful duel than to practice hard for many years.

The man in red swung his fist forward, and the whole person seemed to blend into the eerie scene in the basement.

The corners of the man in white were raised, and his face was a little pale, like a ghost who had been robbed of his soul by death, he folded his hands and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The strong strength of the two, the momentum of the gods and ghosts forcing back, crossed the arena and bombarded each other's bodies.

Two deep wrinkles tore the stone slabs in the square, and Lin Xu, who was far from the strength of the two, also felt the danger of the battle between the red and white.

Two earth-level masters who did not use spiritual power had a duel, and this situation was also the first time Lin Xu had encountered it.

On the brittle cracks, there was still faint smoke of blood, and an arm was struggling and spasming on the ground.

"Bang!"

It was the sound of a man falling.

.........

"Two mid-level levels!"

Dong Wansheng said to himself, he is also a person in the middle of the ground level, of course he can experience the thrilling battle just now, the two earth level monks, take off all their disguises, do not use any weapons, do not mobilize a trace of spiritual power, desperate and desperate, how can it not make people frightened.

The man in white's fist was still clenched, even though the man's left arm was bloody and blurred, but the man in white did not fall.

It was the man in red who fell!

No matter how the scene changed, at the beginning, it was the man in red who attacked first, and even in the last blow, it also started with the man in red, and everyone didn't expect that it was the man in red who fell.

The scar on the face of the man in white seemed to have changed a little, and Lin Xu didn't look as hideous as just now.

The man in white puffed out his chest strongly, his eyes were blazing, and he was heroic.

The man in red's face was pale, lying on the ground, his whole face was even more of a dead gray, and the red clothes and his pale face formed a sharp contrast.

The palm of the man in white just now has already struck a deep fatal wound from the heart of the man in red to his navel.

Blood kept gushing out of the wounds of the man in red!

The man in white looked at the strong enemy who fell to the ground, and finally, his own man was able to look down at the man in red, what a painful perspective at this time.

The man in red looked at the man in white coldly, he didn't even have the strength to speak, and his eyes were indifferent.

The man in white didn't speak, just sat on the ground with his body and sat on the crimson ground indifferently, sealing the acupuncture point for his arm to stop the bleeding.

.........

"It's over!"

Lin Xu said slightly, this battle made Lin Xu look very depressed, and the two of them had almost no conversation in the field, fighting by themselves.

As if answering Lin Xu's question, a young man's tone came, "I'm afraid it's not over yet!"

This voice Lin Xu remembered that it was the voice of the young man when he was fighting for the fruit.

With the arrival of the large army just now, the previous seating order had already been disrupted, and Lin Xu didn't remember who was sitting next to him now, but Lin Xu didn't expect this young man to be beside him.

Lin Xu turned his head, looked at the black-robed man beside him, and asked in a low voice, "What do you say?"

The young man didn't explain, but continued to stare at the middle of the field and said, "Keep watching!"

"Haha......"

Who's laughing?

The man in red lowered his head, shook his head slightly, and laughed heartily, his body was like a puppet with a broken string, lying in a pile of blood red, but he was laughing.

Lin Xu could feel the pleasure of the man in red, and this laughter didn't seem fake.

The man in white said lightly: "You shouldn't laugh!"

"But I laughed........."

The man in red struggled to stop laughing, but the expression on his face became strange.

"Then die!"

The man in white clenched his right hand, and the moment he waved, the man in red's whole body was already shrouded in the white-clothed fist wind.

Lin Xu's eyes widened, and he saw that the man in white punched and punched the man in red.

The man in red finally stopped smiling at this time, or rather, he couldn't laugh anymore, but looked at the man in white with pity.

But the man in white didn't stop, he still hit, even if the man in red was out of breath, the man in white's fist still didn't weaken, even if the blood was cheap on his face, the man in white still didn't stop.

............

Manager Sun walked in front of the audience and said slowly: "The two sides do not use spiritual power, nor do they use weapons, and in the gladiatorial arena, they are extremely high. ”

"The man in red has failed, why not stop!"

Lin Xu stood up and asked, in the original plan, Lin Xu had no right to speak, but after this battle, Lin Xu, who was watching, was depressed, and couldn't help but stand up and ask.

"Brother Tai, have you just come to Xianyang?"

Manager Sun didn't look perfunctory, but asked seriously.

Lin Xu closed his eyes and replied, "Yes, I ...... It's only been a short time since I came to Xianyang..."

Manager Sun said solemnly: "Then I just need to say that Brother Tai is too naïve, and the reason why this event can be held is because some people like to watch it." ”

Lin Xu looked around bitterly, and found that except for himself standing up just now, no one in the audience raised questions, obviously these people knew the rules.

Lin Xu wanted to open his mouth several times, but thinking of the indifferent expressions of everyone hidden under the black robe, he couldn't help but sit down, looking at the man in red who fell on the stage with a dead heart.

Manager Sun looked at Lin Xu no longer asking questions, nor did he look at Lin Xu anymore, and slowly faced his back.

After Lin Xu sat down, the young man next to him stared at the back of Manager Sun and said: "Although the legal calendar formulated by the Legalists is extremely strict and often criticized, I have to say that the people of the Legalists are for the operation of the empire, and the legal calendar has also protected many lives, but there are always some people who try to fiddle with the imperial legal calendar and ignore the dignity of life. ”

In the other direction, a handsome man walked into the middle of the field, "Is that all? ”