Following.

Xia Ming's figure appeared on the field of the Fighting Spirit Competition for the first time.

The cheers were like a tide of cheers, and Zimeng, who was sitting outside the arena, listened to the noisy cheers, shook his head and whispered, "Ignorance." ”

As the monarch of the Nebula Empire, Xia Ming's prestige has always been very high, and now that Nebula can have such a comfortable life, Xia Ming can be said to have contributed a lot.

As the king of a country, he can naturally feel the feelings contained in the bursts of cheers, Xia Ming, who was standing on the field, raised his hand slightly, and the voice outside the arena stopped abruptly, at this moment, he could not see the majesty of being a monarch on his face, and with a faint smile on his friendly face, he said: "I am very happy to be able to witness the birth of the leader of the Fighting Spirit Contest in person today, who is the best boy this year, we will know later." ”

"As the monarch of Nebula, today's Lone King not only wants to witness the Nebula Empire's best young man stand out this year, but also to announce a news. Xia Ming took a step forward, his gaze swept over every corner outside the arena, and said, "The first place in this Douling Spirit Competition will be fortunate enough to have the opportunity to go to the Immortal Sect with Wang Zhong to participate in the Illusion Trial." ”

As Xia Ming's voice fell, there was another continuous cheer outside the arena.

"Are these people idiots?, do they know what the illusion is?" muttered impatiently.

The applause never stopped, the cheers continued, and no one heard Zimeng's voice, not because her voice was not loud, but because there was always a layer of enchantment shrouded outside her body.

"For them, it doesn't matter what the illusion is, the important thing is that Wang Zhong is good enough. Turning his nose up at Zimeng's sneer, the man sitting next to him had a calm face and said, "Illusion, it's really exciting." ”

Zi Meng snorted coldly and said, "Are you looking forward to it? If Qin Ke and Wang Chong go together, he will still have the life to come back?" ”

The man met Zimeng's turned gaze, his face was still calm, and said, "If that's the case, it's not necessarily a good thing." ”

Zi Meng's eyes froze, she naturally understood the meaning of the man's words, slowly withdrew her gaze, looked at Qin Ke, who had already appeared on the field, and said no more.

On the field, Qin Ke and Du Zitong looked at each other.

In Qin Ke's heart, he really hoped that Li Ming would be able to solve Du Zitong yesterday.

"Isn't it disappointing to see me. Du Zitong's tall figure didn't look like there was any pressure, and he said mockingly to Qin Ke.

The blue light in his hand lit up, and Qin Ke said lightly: "I hope your soul slashing can be as sharp as your mouth." ”

Du Zitong's eyes changed, the defeat to Han Jingtian at the Qingling banquet can be described as a great shame for him, if you need to evaluate it in one sentence, then there are only four words, and you will be humiliated.

The naked humiliation not only made Du Zitong embarrassed, but also made the Du family lose face, but the Du family, as an important minister in the court, was helpless against Han Jingtian.

Everyone in the Nebula Empire knows that Han Jingtian is an orphan, he does not have a prominent family background, nor does he have any background, even so, no one dares to bully him in the Nebula Empire's descendants who are in the most powerful position in the court.

Because Han Jingtian has a pair of most respectable parents, they used their bodies to guard the country, and used their blood to exchange peace for the Nebula Empire, and they have a noble and tragic name, martyrs.

Even if he doesn't have the same identity as Wang Xuan, but his parents have also paid for their lives, the orphans of martyrs, who can bully? Who dares to bully?

The silent forbearance was to defeat him in the Fighting Spirit Competition, but what Du Zitong didn't expect was that Han Jingtian actually lost to Qin Ke.

Although he was even more disgusted with Qin Ke, Du Zitong was a little lucky, everyone knew about Qin Ke and Wang Chong, if Qin Ke won, wouldn't he have to go to the illusion with Wang Chong?

Even if Qin Ke is useless, does he dare to go?

In Du Zitong's eyes, victory is close at hand.

The light in his hand flashed, and a large knife was held in his hand.

As the red light gradually lit up, the smile on Du Zitong's face became more and more cold.

The red light was getting brighter and brighter, and the cyan light had already reached him, but Du Zitong still didn't make any moves.

Qin Ke's movements are fast, this is a game that cannot be lost for him, Xia Youyi is waiting for him, waiting for his victory.

Xingtian is half shorter than Du Zitong's big knife, but in Qin Ke's eyes, he can't see the slightest fear, but is more ferocious, this is the first time he has been so active in the Fighting Spirit Competition, but when Qingguang and Hongmang meet, a huge force of shock clearly transmitted to Qin Ke's body through Xingtian, making him shake.

At the same time, Du Zitong was also shocked, he was a high-level spirit body, and in order to retaliate against Han Jingtian, he had cultivated desperately, and now he was already cutting the artistic conception, but after just one contact, he concluded that Qin Ke was actually also a cutting artistic conception, and the unstoppable force made him tremble, and his body involuntarily took a step back.

He took a step back, but Qin Ke didn't, the blue light did not decrease but increased, and the volley slashed down, Du Zitong's face was cold, and the spirit slashing knife in his hand was horizontal, just when he thought he could easily take this blow, he only heard Qin Ke shout: "Break it for me." ”

Short blade VS long knife, under such a strong visual impact, just a confrontation, Du Zitong's figure fell out heavily.

A faint red glow lit up from Qin Ke's side, and the Star Gathering Technique had already been activated.

Without the help of the Star Gathering Technique, Du Zitong was repelled with just one blow, although Qin Ke looked relaxed, but only he knew the power of his own attack.

Eight kills in a row.

Although it is only the first strong wind, as one of the eight uniques, there is no doubt about the strength of the eight consecutive kills.

At that moment, Qin Ke felt that his strength had increased several times.

There is a saying that while he is sick and wants him to die, Qin Ke did not intend to give Du Zitong a chance to get up, the blue light flashed, and the punishment was short, without any hesitation, he went straight to Du Zitong.

As soon as he took two steps under his feet, Du Zitong's figure fell out, the red mangs skyrocketed, the tall figure was all embarrassed, the light in his eyes was even more hideous, and a sense of crisis suddenly made Qin Ke's hair stand on end, and Xingtian stretched out without hesitation.

Sky Slash.

Du Zitong shouted, and the spirit slashing knife swung in the air, and the scorching red light suddenly disappeared.

At the moment when he swung it out, Qin Ke was already in front of him, and between him and Qin Ke, a wave of hot qi suddenly appeared.

No, it wasn't a wave of qi, it was Du Zitong's sword qi that tore through the air and formed an air blade.

The qi blade rose in the air, and it actually pushed Qin Ke's body out alive.