Everyone in the audience looked at the battle between the two on the field, and most of them were secretly frightened.

This Zhang Yi's potential ......

How can it be so tough?

The people who are ranked below 50 on the Tongtian List can't help but compare with Ma Poli, if they are replaced, I don't know if they can get out of ten rounds in the hands of Zhang Yi.

Wang Hao, who was sitting above, saw it in his eyes and gave Zhang Yi's potential to the latent spirit fruit.

This latent spirit fruit should belong to his sister Wang Sifei, but it was taken away by Zhang Yi, which made Wang Hao have a trace of hatred for Zhang Yi.

Wang Hao knows very well what kind of advantage he has over people and enemies with a latent body, and his potential is almost several times more than that of a person without a latent body.

And Wang Sifei and Wang Hao almost have the same idea, the latent spirit fruit should be her Wang Sifei's thing, but it was taken away by Zhang Yi, at this moment, the better Zhang Yi is, the more Wang Sifei looks at Zhang Yi unpleasantly.

After more than 20 rounds, Ma Poli was already sweating on his forehead, and he was unable to resist.

In the end, under Zhang Yi's false move, the Soldier Spirit Sword had already reached Ma Poli's throat.

"I lost!"

Ma Poli and lost, if he tried once and there was no accident, he would also lose, even if it was 10,000 times, if nothing else, he would also lose.

If Zhang Yi didn't have a diving body, he still spied and dived for five days, even if Zhang Yi had perfect swordsmanship and the cooperation of "Spirit Shadow Step", the ending would be Zhang Yi's failure.

You know, Ma Poli is subliminate!

"Senior brother, I have conceded!" Zhang Yi withdrew the soldier spirit that was against Ma Poli and his throat.

"If you lose, you lose, I didn't expect your swordsmanship to reach the point of perfection!" Ma Poli said with emotion, but he was not discouraged, after all, this is just a competition, if it is really a fight, he still has a variety of means that have not been used.

Seeing that Zhang Yi had won, everyone present began to whisper.

"How can this Zhang Yi's strength be so strong?"

"Not long ago, I saw this person only for four days, this is only a few days, and it has reached seven days of snoring!

"It's not the credit of the Latent Spirit Fruit. ”

"Don't forget, when this person snooped for a day, he almost killed Duanmu Huang!"

"Although Zhang Yi is slightly less deficient than Zhang Bo and Wang Hao and others, this future should not be underestimated!"

"However, Zhang Yi seized a latent spirit fruit, Wang Hao and his sister, this banquet is also specially set up to humiliate Zhang Yi!"

"I'll see a good show in the future!"

Seeing that Ma Poli couldn't help Zhang Yi, Wang Hao knocked on the wooden table in front of him with one hand, watching everyone whisper, but he didn't take it to heart and didn't speak.

Zhang Ting also showed a smile when she saw Zhang Yi win, compared with Zhang Ting's smile, Wang Sifei's face was much gloomy.

After the two exchanged a few polite words, just as they were about to take their seats, Cao Ding, who ranked thirteenth on the Tongtian List, appeared in front of Zhang Yi with strong potential.

As soon as Cao Ding appeared, everyone also began to talk about it.

"Cao Ding, this person is ranked thirteenth on the Tongtian list, and he has already entered the nine days of voyeurism, Zhang Yi is afraid that he will embarrass Zhang Bo this time!"

"Yes, Cao Dingyi has stayed and snooped for more than nine days, and no one can compare with him in the use of his own potential. ”

"Cao Ding not only has three dives, potential, latent sensitivity, and the latent body has perfect swordsmanship, but also has nine days of voyeurism, this Zhang Yi's nemesis has arrived!"

Zhang Yi's war horse broke and won too easily, Cao Ding's appearance, at this moment, even Zhang Ting couldn't stop it.

Cao Ding came to the hall and did not make a move for a while.

"Zhang Yi, you make me feel very confused, do you know why?" Cao Ding clasped his fists with both hands, and without waiting for Zhang Yi to answer, Cao Ding continued: "I have practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years, and I have refined the "Rainstorm Sword Technique" to the point of perfection, but you don't have swordsmanship, how can you reach the point of perfection?"

Cao Ding's words made Zhang Yi stunned for a while, what he said was good! Without swordsmanship, how could that swordsmanship be perfect?

Still there is no swordsmanship, it is a swordsmanship in itself? Is the basic swordsmanship a swordsmanship? Zhang Yi was a little puzzled.

"Senior brother...... I don't know!" Zhang Yi really couldn't figure it out.

Cao Ding knew it in his heart, but he didn't say it thoroughly, but when he heard Zhang Yi's words, Cao Ding laughed.

"If I want to kill you, I only need three or even one of the three styles of the Rainstorm Sword Technique to kill you, do you believe it?" Cao Ding asked again.

Hearing Cao Ding's words, Zhang Yi became cautious.

Swordsmanship, Zhang Yi didn't even enter the door, and Cao Ding has been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, if you talk about swordsmanship, there is no doubt that one is a master, the other is an apprentice, and Zhang Yi is an apprentice, even if his basic swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection.

Zhang Yi's strength is the basic swordsmanship, but at this moment, Zhang Yi's strengths have become weaknesses compared with others, and Zhang Yi has to be cautious.

Cautious is cautious, but Zhang Yi didn't believe that Cao Dingzhen could kill himself with a style of swordsmanship.

"Please advise!" Zhang Yi clasped his fists and saluted, letting him strike first, after all, Cao Ding's words deserve Zhang Yi's cautious treatment.

"If I make a move, then you are as powerful as a horse, and you don't even have a chance to make a move, and even you will be worse than him, are you sure I will strike first?" Cao Ding held his sword in both hands, his expression was free, and he was still not ready to make a move.

Zhang Yi looked at his form, and he didn't believe in evil anymore.

"Please advise!" Zhang Yi said with another salute.

"Good!"

Before Cao Ding's words fell, the style in the "Rainstorm Sword Technique" had already been unleashed, and before Zhang Yi could react, he saw the sword shadow in the sky, carrying the power of terrifying potential, instantly blocking Zhang Yi's surroundings.

The speed is like thousands of sharp swords, false and real, real and false, which is elusive.

Zhang Yi's potential power was mobilized, and he raised his sword to resist the sword shadows around him, but found that they were all illusory.

At this time, Zhang Yi was shocked, under so many sword shadows, they were all phantoms.

It's all illusory, so do you block it or not? If you do, it will drain your potential, and if you don't block it, maybe a sword can kill you!

At this moment, Zhang Yi didn't even have time to open the eye of the sky, and if he was a little distracted, he might be defeated by Cao Ding's sword, and if he was in a fighting situation, he could die under Cao Ding's sword.

Zhang Yi couldn't use his full potential to resist every phantom, so he could only do his best to resist.

In the time of two breaths, Zhang Yi resisted thirty phantoms, and he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, and he couldn't touch Cao Ding in the slightest!

"This is the first style of the "Rainstorm Sword Technique", called Dripping Water Piercing Stones, you can catch it!" As soon as Cao Ding's words fell, a different sword shadow appeared in front of Zhang Yi's eyes.

There is no doubt that this sword is genuine, this is the real thing.

The sword carries a pure potential, which seems to be slow, but it comes in an instant, and it is exactly the level of perfection.

Zhang Yi immediately used the potential of his whole body, gathered on the soldier spirit, raised his sword to resist, but unexpectedly, the power of this blow was terrifying, and Zhang Yi was directly knocked out of the door.

In other words, under this sword, that person can really be killed!

The furious potential followed the soldier spirit and entered Zhang Yi's body, filling Zhang Yi's whole body, destroying the structure in his body.

If it weren't for Zhang Yi's latent body, under this blow, Zhang Yi would definitely die.

After landing on the ground, Zhang Yi spit out a mouthful of blood, and another sword came in an instant.

Seeing the arrival of a sword, the potential of Zhang Yi's whole body was like boiling hot water, the soldier spirit was tightly held by him, and the potential of the whole body also flowed to the soldier spirit.

At this moment, Zhang Yi thought of the magic technique that Leng Fengtian had cast, and such a blow might only be able to resist the warrior in Leng Fengtian's divine art.

Zhang Yi's mind was integrated into the spirit of the soldier, and the image of the soldier was instantly sketched in his mind.

However, the warrior in Zhang Yi's mind lacked the support of telekinesis, and only a humanoid skeleton appeared.

The formation of the humanoid skeleton made Zhang Yi scream violently.

"Must be killed!"

As soon as the two words came out, a belief in victory appeared in Zhang Yi's mind, and the soldier spirit in his hand turned into a skeleton warrior at this moment.

With a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, the skeleton warrior rises into the air and slashes down at the sword that carries terrifying potential!

The next moment, the skeleton warrior and the long sword, the two soldiers, collided, and the potential power contained in them also burst out in an instant at this moment, and a shocking bang resounded throughout the mountain.

Even the entire banquet hall shuddered.

Cao Ding's soldier spirit fell into his hands, and the skeleton warrior also turned into a soldier spirit again and returned to Zhang Yi's side.

"This ......"

"Zhang Yi won't be killed by Cao Ding's sword!"

"Get out there and have a look!"

Many people at the banquet don't care about the food and wine, they want to know what the outcome will be.

Before anyone appeared, Cao Ding had already come to the door.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" Cao Ding came to the door, looked at Zhang Yi, who was slightly embarrassed, and asked.

Cao Ding was a little puzzled, a young man who didn't know swordsmanship could resist his "Rainstorm Swordsmanship"!

It's a bit unbelievable.