In the center of the arena, Yan Tuo, the Shenwu general in charge of the referee, announced with a serious expression: "The battle is over, and the winner is Zhu Ren, the sixth prince of the Heavenly Netherworld. An hour later, the final of the recruitment ring will be held, and the two sides will be Zhu Ren, the sixth prince of the Heavenly Netherworld, and Jiang Wanzhong, Sanxiu. ”

Zhu Ren withdrew from the arena with a faint smile.

Xuanqing withdrew with a wound and a wry smile, in the final secret battle with Zhu Ren, his chest position was affected by the second-level attack Yuan Fu to form a crescent wind blade, causing a half-foot-long wound, but it was not a fatal injury, it should be no problem to take some healing pills to rest for a few days, as for the battle with Zhu Ren, he still had some regrets in his heart, to be honest, if Zhu Ren did not have multiple charms, he should have nearly half of the chance of winning.

The monks on the surrounding platforms did not let out any cheers or shouts, but fell into a relatively silent atmosphere.

"Unexpectedly, Feihong Guan Xuanqing was also defeated in the hands of Zhu Ren, and now there is only one scattered cultivator Jiang Wanzhong left, if he is defeated again, the face of our Great Zhou Kingdom monks will be lost, and the Nine Dukes of the Great Zhou Kingdom will be snatched away by the Heavenly Netherworld. ”

"Don't be in a hurry to say anything frustrating, isn't there another Jiang Wanzhong, maybe he can defeat Zhu Ren!"

"I don't think there is much hope, you also saw it just now, Zhu Ren and Xuanqing actually used five second-level yuan runes in the first battle, plus the two second-level yuan runes he used in the previous battle with Du Zhengyang of the Spirit Sword Gate, a total of seven second-level yuan runes, and one yuan rune also needs 10,000 yuan stones. Seven second-level Yuan Fu required at least 70,000 yuan stones, and that Zhu Ren was simply smashing people on that Yuan Stone, he must still have Yuan Fu. There was no game, and Jiang Wanzhong had already lost a few percent. ”

"Yuan Fu is indeed a big problem, if Zhu Ren didn't use Yuan Fu in the battle just now, then whether he could defeat Xuanqing is two different things, when Xuanqing opened the special state attack just now, if it wasn't for the two second-level defense Yuan Fu blocking, I think Zhu Ren would have been defeated. ”

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Many of the monks who watched the battle secretly communicated in private, and their faces were not very good-looking. Obviously, he didn't have much hope that Jiang Wanzhong would defeat Zhu Ren in the final.

On the central viewing platform, Shangguan Feidie clenched his fists, and there was a slight despair in his heart. After a few rounds of fighting, she felt that she was moving towards the abyss step by step, and she was also not optimistic that Jiang Wanzhong would be able to defeat Zhu Ren, and no matter who the other two could win the final match, she did not find it difficult to accept. Jiang Huan, who obviously played the role of a rough man, was a little unbearable in her eyes.

Somewhere on a viewing platform. Jiang Huan sat calmly, through the third round of the battle just now, he had a relatively clear judgment of Zhu Ren's strength, and the only thing that made him feel that it might become an uncertain factor in the battle was the Yuan Fu on Zhu Ren's body.

If Zhu Ren still had a bunch of Yuan Talismans in his hands, even if he was strong, he would probably be directly stoned to death, and if the other party only had a few Yuan Runes, he could deal with it. In addition, he also has a scruple about whether Zhu Ren has a third-level yuan rune, if so, then he probably has no fun.

The third-level Yuan Fu can be equivalent to a blow from a Spirit Yuan Realm monk. With his current strength, he can't resist it. He still had a third-level defensive talisman in his hand that he had bought at the final auction in Wuguofang City, which could barely resist a Lingyuan Realm-level attack, but this was the life-saving hole card he had left for himself. Moreover, a third-level yuan talisman is worth nearly 1670,000 yuan stones, and he really can't bear to use it for the sake of a mere competition.

"I hope it doesn't happen as bad as I expected, or I can't do anything about it, so you can ask for your own blessings. Jiang Huan's eyes swept to Shangguan Feidie, who was sitting in a corner of the central viewing platform, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that with his current strength, he could easily win the finals, but now it seems that he is in a rather troublesome situation.

After Zhu Ren withdrew from the arena, he immediately entered the lounge and took a few recovery pills, he had consumed a lot of True Yuan power in the battle with Xuanqing just now, and with the help of the pills, he could barely recover in an hour.

"That Xuanqing's strength really surprised me, if it weren't for the enough Yuan Fu on his body, I'm afraid it would be a little difficult to say whether he would win or lose today. ”

Zhu Ren took a light breath, and then muttered and continued: "As for the body cultivation monk named Jiang Wanzhong, there is nothing to worry about, although he has a strong performance before, the limitations of the body training monk are too great, and it is not so easy to get close to me. I still have three second-level attack talismans on my body, otherwise I might be able to end the battle directly by throwing them directly at the beginning, but it seems to be too wasteful, this time the ring competition has consumed seven second-level talismans, which add up to more than 100,000 yuan stones, although it is not a large amount, but it is also a large amount, hey...... It's better to be as economical as possible, lest the monks of the Great Zhou Kingdom say that I only relied on Yuan Fu to win. ”

Zhu Ren showed a hint of helplessness slightly, and then closed his luck and recovered and adjusted.

Time flies, an hour flies by in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Huan, under the guidance of a non-commissioned officer, walked towards the entrance gate of the arena.

Shenwu General Yan Tuo was already standing in the center of the arena, only to see him glance around at the viewing platform, and then said in a loud voice: "The following is the final of the last game of the Ninth Princess's Recruitment Ring Competition, the captains are Zhu Ren, the sixth prince of the Heavenly Netherworld, and Sanxiu Jiang Wanzhong, the two who can become the final winner will have the honor to marry Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess......"

After Yan Tuo's words, Jiang Huan walked into the arena unhurriedly, and walked towards the center under the gaze of thousands of monks on the surrounding battle platform.

At the same time, Zhu Ren walked into the arena from the entrance gate opposite Jiang Huan, with a faint smile on his handsome face, and his elegant gait walked towards the center step by step.

Soon, the two arrived in the center of the arena and stood opposite each other.

Jiang Huan's expression was indifferent, and his eyes looked at Zhu Ren calmly.

"Hmm, this kid is calm, he shouldn't think that he can beat me with that **, I'll let you understand the real gap later, I hope you won't be too disappointed." Zhu Ren's mind moved slightly, but on the surface, he didn't change much, and he still had a gentle smile on his face.

Yan Tuo, the Shenwu general on the side, glanced at the two people standing opposite each other, and then asked, "Are you two ready?"

Jiang Huan and Zhu Ren nodded one after another.

Seeing this, Yan Tuo did not hesitate at all, and immediately announced loudly: "The fight begins!" (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and faster!)