At the same time, the No. 7 ring also attracted the attention of various boxes, and Wang Xiaofan became the focus of the entire arena.

The other players who had advanced in the ring before also began to look at Wang Xiaofan again, and not only did they not look down on him in their eyes, but they also faintly felt a trace of pressure.

The audience was suddenly silent, and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly. A moment later, there was another chattering discussion.

"What is that?" a twelve-year-old fish-man boy asked the elder beside him.

Hearing this, the fishmen in the audience, who were as unaware as the teenagers, also quieted down and listened, for fear of missing some important information.

"Ten thousand scales are armor, thorns are spears, it is the inheritance of the Acanthus clan, which can be attacked and defended, it is the real killing technique, and it is also the foundation of the strength of the Fishman Clan, but it is a pity that it is ......"

The old man of the fishman beside him sighed with a look of vicissitudes in his eyes.

"What is a pity?" the fish-man boy blinked at the old man with a pair of big eyes full of curiosity.

"It's a pity that although the Acanthus clan was extremely prosperous in the past, it was once one of the eight royal families of the fish-man clan, but it was wiped out by someone hundreds of thousands of years ago, only some young people who went out and did not return at that time survived, and after hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, it is now a medium race, but it is a pity that a few people are mediocre in talent, and among the descendants of the inheritance, only a few hundred people have been able to comprehend the stunts that have helped them become among the eight royal families. ”

The old man sighed leisurely.

"Hiss~"

When the fishmen heard this, they gasped, and they all looked at Wang Xiaofan surrounded by scales and thorns in the field with shocked eyes.

In the audience, Ling Yuqing looked at Wang Xiaofan with a strange expression.

In the ring, after Wang Xiaofan's opponents experienced the initial shock, they looked at Wang Xiaofan with ugly faces, and struggled to withstand the oppressive force released after his transformation.

To say that the most shocked at this time is not them, it should be Wang Xiaofan himself.

Others don't know, but he knows very well that he's just an impostor.

When he thought of what had just happened, he looked puzzled. When facing the siege just now, with his physical body he was not afraid at all, he planned to use his body to resist these attacks, and then shock himself and vomit some blood, pretending to be seriously injured.

Who knew that when those attacks came, the blood-colored energy in his body suddenly hibernated, but a suction force came out from the Purple Mansion, absorbing all the attacks, and after running around in the Purple Mansion, his body became like this.

As for the "Ten Thousand Scales Thorn Armor", he had never heard of it.

asked the Black Emperor, and the Black Emperor also said that he didn't know very well, and he had never heard of such a thing.

"Why are you stunned, hurry up and kill him for me, Lao Tzu's whole belongings are pressed on you, what bullshit is ten thousand scales and thorns, it's just an old-fashioned legend!"

After the initial shock, the audience began to react, because of Wang Xiaofan's previous mediocre performance, almost no one bet on him.

Only a few desperate fishmen had smiles on their faces at this time, just like the sad faces they had before.

Wang Xiaofan's odds for eliminating one person are 1:50, the odds for eliminating two people are 1:120, the odds for eliminating three people are 1:280, and the odds of eliminating nine people in a row have reached 1:6000.

It is equivalent to betting on one spirit stone to get 6,000 spirit stones, a difference of 6,000 times.

A few people seemed to be in a dream, and if it weren't for the fear of arousing public anger, they would have looked up to the sky and roared.

On the other hand, the group of fishmen who were not optimistic about Wang Xiaofan saw that the ducks in their hands flew away because of Wang Xiaofan's changes, and they wanted to beat Wang Xiaofan.

The sound of cursing in the air above the entire arena was endless, some aimed at Wang Xiaofan, and some aimed at Wang Xiaofan's opponents, and each fishman swallowed a fragrant fragrance in his mouth.

On the field, nine fishmen of different appearances were carefully guarded, exchanging glances with others from time to time.

After a stalemate between the two sides, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly burst out and rushed towards Wang Xiaofan.

His move seemed to have lit the fuse, and the other eight people also used their kung fu to press the bottom of the box and attack Wang Xiaofan.

At this time, Wang Xiaofan was still in a sluggish state, but it didn't mean that he didn't know the situation in the outside world.

"Alas, if you come here, you will be safe, and there will always be a way to change back. ”

Wang Xiaofan sighed secretly.

He raised his head, his eyes flashed with light, and an incomparable sharp aura swept out, instantly spreading throughout the entire No. 7 ring.

If it weren't for the existence of the barrier, even the audience might have been affected.

Rao is like this, after the cone-like sharp qi hit the enchantment, it also aroused the sound of "puff puff", causing the enchantment to be a little unstable.

Seeing this, several enchantment masters quickly stepped forward and began to mend the enchantment.

The nine people in the ring faced this terrifying momentum, their faces became more and more pale, and the protective film surrounding them was also pierced by sharp energy.

"If you continue like this, you will be broken by him, so it's better to fight with him!"

A fish-man who was more than two people tall said under pressure, his voice almost roaring.

"Fight! fight!"

The others also immediately made up their minds not to keep it anymore, and the remaining spiritual power burst out at once, and the momentum of the nine people gathered together, almost reaching the peak of the early stage of the god transformation, and it was only a line away from the middle stage of the god transformation.

I don't know if it was because they reported the same purpose, or because they were facing the same opponent, the spiritual power of the peak of the Nine Dao Yuan Infant actually began to fuse, and finally broke through the boundary and reached the middle stage of transforming into a god.

Even Wu Tianlong and the others, who had been paying attention to Wang Xiaofan, showed a hint of surprise on their faces, not to mention the audience.

"Roar, roar!"

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and the sudden change gave them hope again.

Regardless of whether Wang Xiaofan loses or wins, everyone began to pray at this time, expecting the goddess of victory to favor his side.

The eyes of the box were also focused on this side, and the number seven ring once again became the focus of the arena.

"Slash!"

Nine identical voices sounded, and the fused spiritual power turned into a huge lightsaber, and a fierce murderous aura that was completely different from the previous one swooped up, locking on Wang Xiaofan and slashing towards the top of his head.

Facing the menacing sword, Wang Xiaofan felt a trace of pressure for the first time.

"Thorn Yuan Circle, Bundle!"

With Wang Xiaofan's shout, the thorns on his back suddenly separated, and in disillusionment, they combined into a mysterious formation, covering the giant lightsaber inside.

A strong restraining force erupted, and the giant lightsaber seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and the connection between it and the nine people was severed, and the nine spiritual powers of different colors were shattered inch by inch.

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