Chapter 117: Shocking Skills
"What? is he Wang Chen, the Wang Chen with immortal weapons and super magic tricks?" Tianxinzi stood up excitedly and couldn't help but ask loudly.
Hearing the words "Wang Chen", the cultivators of the entire world's cultivation arena shouted one after another, and for a while, the audience was in chaos upstairs, and quickly rushed to the Jade Kunlun rest area.
"Quiet! All return to their original positions! I count three times, and if you don't return when the time comes, you will be killed!" Such a big movement seriously affected the mood of the players who were playing, and Jian Xiao immediately made a sound to prevent the chaos from happening.
No matter how good the treasure is, it must also be enjoyed by life, and all the sects quickly return to the rest area belonging to their respective factions.
Wang Chen's opponent had more than a dozen sword qi in his body, he was seriously injured, lying on the ground and dying, and was soon carried down.
The first battle!
In the next battle, Wang Chen was mighty and invincible, all the way through the hurdles, unimpeded, until the first two hundred battles, he encountered trouble.
After observing the strength of the opponent, Wang Chen couldn't believe his feelings, he didn't know if he didn't look at it, and he was shocked when he saw it, this disciple's cultivation had reached an astonishing late stage of Mahayana.
"Damn! This kid can be the head of the house! Why is such a high cultivation coming! I have to use my real strength. Wang Chen strongly despised this hateful fellow.
"Hello, I'm Jing Wuyi from Yanyu Building, what do you call Brother Tai?" asked the person with a kind face.
"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Jing, I'm Wang Chen, Yu Kunlun. ”
Jing Wuyi smiled and said, "Brother Wang, the technique you used just now is too clever!"
"Where! Brother Jing is really joking! It's just a little technique I created. Wang Chen is humble on the surface, but he is actually showing off.
"Self-created, Brother Wang is really talented, it seems that we are destined, so let's fight! Win or lose, I want to make friends with you!" Jing Wuyi said politely.
"That's what I mean, come, you're going to fight! I'm going to fight! I almost forgot to tell you! I'm going to teleport too, you have to be careful!" Wang Chen laughed.
"What, are you also a cultivator in the late Mahayana period? or the Twelve Tribulations Scattered Immortals?" Jing Wuyi exclaimed, he had already used his spiritual sense to probe Wang Chen's cultivation, and now he suddenly heard that the other party could teleport, which really scared him a lot, Jing Wuyi immediately thought of a way to hide his strength, if so, it would be terrifying.
"Definitely, my cultivation is the same as what you see, and I'm only in the middle stage of the god-turning! Wang Chen was surprised when he saw his opponent, and he increased the weight again.
"What? impossible, how could you teleport in the middle stage of the god transformation, you lied to people, right?" Jing Wuyi would not believe such a contrary to common sense.
"Believe it or not! Don't talk nonsense, whether it's true or not, you will know in the first battle. Wang Chen felt that his blood was burning, and his strong fighting spirit was aroused from the bottom of his heart.
"That's right! You'll know if you try it!" Seeing Wang Chen say this, Jing Wuyi believed it a little.
The momentum of the two exuded, gradually climbing upwards, and facing each other, Wang Chen felt a little struggling.
However, you can stick to it.
"Heaven is desolate!!!Out of the sheath!" Wang Chen shouted loudly, in fact, his mind can move, he doesn't need to move his mouth at all, he is suspected of being handsome by doing this! A purple sword flew out of his body, it looked inconspicuous, not even a trace of luster, just like an ordinary mortal iron made.
"Let's use our fists and feet, the sword has no eyes, and it is easy to be injured by mistake!" Jing Wuyi shook his head with a smile, clenched his hands into fists, stood with his hands behind his back, let the breeze blow, and brought up a green silk, and his posture was a little chic.
Wang Chen smiled sinisterly, "This is what you asked for, and when the time comes, I won't be able to beat you, so I will use electricity, make you black, and let you move your name to Africa." Thinking of this, Wang Chen laughed out loud.
This smile stunned Jing Wuyi, "Don't laugh! Be serious! This is a battle." Jing Wuyi saw that Wang Chen's laughter had not stopped, and the voice reminded.
"Alright, come on!" Wang Chen stopped laughing and said coldly.
Jing Wuyi let out a long roar, teleported, appeared behind Wang Chen, and slapped out with a palm of his hand, and a dazzling light bloomed in his hand.
Wang Chen watched Jing Wuyi attack, but he didn't hide at all, his right hand cut through the air, and suddenly a terrible and dazzling star-colored light flickered.
Wang Chen flashed behind him at the same time, and Jing Wusheng, who was attacking Wang Chen, had already flashed away with teleportation, Jing Wuyi came behind Wang Chen again, and struck out with another palm, this palm was countless times faster.
"Poof!"
Wang Chen slapped his back, and the bright red blood flowed, instantly staining the colorless Dao robe on his body.
"Brother Jing, you are more powerful than I imagined, it's a pity! I will win this game!" Wang Chen licked a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth, his originally black eyes slowly turned blue, and there were obvious electric sparks flickering in his eyes, and he finally couldn't help but use the stunt "Blue Electric Laser Lightning", which was inadvertently absorbed in the last extinction incident.
In the clear sky, there were thick blue clouds, and the thick clouds were a deep azure compared to the light blue of the sky.
This scene can only be described in one word.
The dark blue clouds expanded rapidly with lightning speed, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye, including the sun that emitted sunlight.
Under the sky, on the battle tower, and on the battle platform, everyone felt deeply depressed.
"Oh no! Hurry up and retreat!"
Jian Xiao was well-informed, and immediately recognized the origin of the lightning cloud in the sky.
"Wow!"
Thousands of blue currents that exuded a terrifying aura rushed down, and the sky was blue in the sky.
A figure greeted the blue lightning, blocking the devastating blue light with his body.
"It's Jian Xiao!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed loudly, Wang Chen's eyes were full of puzzlement, "What does this Jian Xiao want to do?
"Domineering!" Jian Xiao roared, he was extremely angry at the culprit of the electric trigger, and the long sword broke through the air, producing bursts of water lotus-like ripples.
"Boom!"
The blue lightning instantly flowed all over his body, and Jian Xiao's teeth clenched, soaring into the sky, straight to the top of the clouds.
"Crackle!" A few remnants of blue lightning were like unrestrained strong dragons, directly slashing at Jing Wuyi's body.
"Ahh
Wang Chen looked at all this in surprise, it was completely different from what he imagined, the power of the blue lightning laser flash he emitted was not much worse than the last time, and what surprised him even more was Jian Xiao's unfathomable cultivation, the lightning that could directly electrify the top of the mountain, was single-handedly blocked by Jian Xiao.
"Awesome!" Chasing Wind sighed to the sky.
The guy who laughed at Wang Chen had a frightened face.
Jing Wuyi, who had been hit by a few thunderbolts, lay on the ground and did not move, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he looked like he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.
"Victory!" Chasing the wind laughed, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Wang Chen in the distance obsessively.
"How is that possible?" Tianxinzi's face became very ugly, turning purple, and black lines appeared in the center of his forehead.
The audience, which was originally lively, was silent at this time, and every cultivator opened their eyes wide, watching this rare feast in 10,000 years.
Jing Wuyi was carried away by the disciples in the audience, and Wang Chen slowly walked down from the stage.
"Boom!"
A thunderous explosion suddenly sounded in the sky, and the figure of the sword roared looming in the clouds, constantly flying swords attacking the thick blue clouds, trying to disperse the cloud of destruction.
"Collect!" Wang Chen silently recited the trick of receiving electricity, and as soon as the words fell, the blue clouds in the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Jian Xiao fell from the sky in frustration and returned to the final stage, "The danger is over!" ”
After the battle just now, Wang Chen obviously felt that everyone's eyes on him had changed, and the eyes of the disciples looking at him were full of awe, Jian Xiao glanced at Wang Chen deeply, his eyes flashed with cold light, and in the end, he still didn't have a seizure, and walked onto the decisive stage in a huff.
In the body breathing area of Jade Kunlun, Chasing Feng took Wang Chen's hand, "Chenchen, you were so powerful just now! The cultivators in the late Mahayana period have all been defeated by you." ”
Wang Chen smiled and said, "It's just luck!"
The next 2,200 groups were also divided into two competitions, as time went by, Mo Ming and Qi Miao also played one after another, Qi Miao's luck was too bad, he met a master in the first battle, and was eliminated, so angry that he scolded and sighed at God's injustice.
And Mo Ming's luck was not much better than him, in the fifth battle, he was seriously injured by the sword of his old opponent Shocking Heaven Temple.
Next, the top 500 players who won again walked on the final stage to draw lots, this time also using the knockout round, 500 people are divided into five groups, each group to determine the top three.
This time, Wang Chen embarked on the great luck, and a group of No. 1 such a bullish lottery actually fell into his hands, flew onto the No. 1 battle platform, looked at it, and found that standing opposite him was the disciple of Yanyulou, the beautiful disciple who had attracted his attention.
"Childe, the little woman dares to fight with you!" The woman's voice was like a yellow warbler out of the valley, beautiful and beautiful.
"Pretty girl, may I ask you a question? Are you people in Yanyulou so polite?" Wang Chen was indeed puzzled by this.
"No! We will only be polite to the strong! This is an act of respecting the opponent. The beautiful voice sounded again, relieving Wang Chen of that doubt.
"Little sister, what's your name?" Wang Chen asked as he stared at her with a squint.
"My name is Die Yan! Senior's surname?" Die Yan thought for a while before she realized what Wang Chen was asking! The word "what" was directly ignored by her.
"Dieyan! What a beautiful name, the famous beauty is more beautiful, and the voice is also beautiful, but the IQ is not good! Senior? I am not a senior, I am younger than everyone present!" Wang Chen almost fainted when he heard Dieyan call him senior.
"What is it? You are so high, how can you be thousands of years old, right? I am a thousand years old. Die Yan asked suspiciously.
"Hehe! Then you are my senior, and my cultivation date is a secret, so I can't tell you for the time being, but it's certain that I'm younger than you. Wang Chen said complacently, if people knew that he had reached his current height in a few years of cultivation, I am afraid that all cultivators in the world would be jealous and hateful and participate in the pursuit of him.
"You are younger than me, how is it possible?" Die Yan was taken aback, the strong man who was able to defeat his senior brother, cultivated for less than a thousand years, Jing Wuyi was his senior brother, and the cultivation years were more than 10,000, the difference between the two was so big, Wang Chen's amazing talent was only the tip of the iceberg, which made her unable to believe it.
Offstage, Chasing Feng's eyes kept staring at Wang Chen, and when she found that Wang Chen was only chatting, she didn't know what was going on?
"Wang Chen, you are on stage for competition, not for chatting!" Wang Chen wanted to continue, but the voice of chasing the wind with anger sounded in his ears.