Chapter Seventy-Two: We Are All Barbarians
[Seventy-two chapters, I want to change and collect, recommended votes~]
In the blink of an eye, it was already three days later, and Mantian arrived at Lifeng Square early in the morning with the two brothers Manzhu and Xiong Yue, and Baixian'er.
At this time, there was already a sea of people, and all the disciples of the four peaks of the Little Ancient Sect had gathered here! There were thirty huge rings in the center of the square, and on the stone steps, the high-level of the Little Ancient Sect was gradually coming.
"Barbarian Heaven, I hope your focus is on getting the quota, not to help me get revenge! At this time, I have recovered, he said, I will definitely be able to take revenge myself!" Mantian was about to walk towards the center of the square, but was caught by the Barbarian Pillar, who stared at the Barbarian Heavenly Dao with a serious expression.
Feeling the gaze of the manzhu, the barbarian was slightly shocked, and his heart warmed, he nodded slightly, patted the manzhu's shoulder, and Bai Xian'er twitched for a moment, she took out five bottles of pills, and said: "Brother Mantian, you take these pills! This is to restore the power of the bloodline, these three bottles are to restore the ** trauma, this is... Stimulate the source of the bloodline!"
Mantian glanced at Bai Xian'er, groaned, accepted the pill, the quota was competitive, other disciples would do whatever it takes, Mantian naturally also needed to prepare, and glanced at Bai Xian'er gratefully, Mantian turned around and entered the square.
At this time, the sixty-six disciples who had passed the second round of assessment had already arrived at the center one by one!
"The third round of competition, free challenge! A maximum of 10 people, a minimum of 1 person! Ranked by the number of people and victories! The top 16 will pass the third round of assessment! Remember! No matter what the injury, if someone challenges them, they must face it, but if they can't fight again, they can directly admit defeat. The frenzy swept over the sixty-six disciples and said in a thick voice.
Mantian and the others are all different-eyed, free challenge, this is fairer than one-on-one to decide the winner, after all, some disciples are unlucky, originally with their strength can get eight places, but because the opponent is too strong, they can only fail miserably! But this free challenge is different, but the words behind the madness made Mantian and the others feel hazy, and the onlookers were even more puzzled.
"Let's start the third round!" Crack said flatly, and sat down.
"Barbarian Tian, I challenge you!" Mantian was thinking about who to challenge first when he heard Zhan Ye's words, he turned his head to look and found that Zhan Ye in jet-black armor was staring at him with great fighting spirit.
Mantian's eyes glanced at the red dragon slightly, and he groaned in his heart and nodded slightly.
"You, follow me in the ring!" Gu Tu was about to challenge the barbarian sky, but was preempted by Zhan Ye, and at this time he noticed a gaze staring at him, Gu Tu's eyes flashed slightly, looking at this disciple of the seventh grade of quenching, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes! With his second-grade quenching body against the upper quenching seven-grade was almost a fiasco, but the matter had come to this point, he could only face the scalp and go to the ring.
Not only Gu Tu, but even other cultivators who had cultivated to the Fifth Rank Quenching Body were all challenged by the Seventh-Rank Quenching Body! At this time, every victory was determined whether or not they could enter the fourth round of assessment! They would naturally put aside all their face and challenge disciples who were lower than their own rank.
"There are countless challenges that people need to face in their lives! I have to say that you are the most threatened among my fellow practitioners since I left the mountain! This time, our battle is fair!" On the ring, Zhan Ye stared at the Barbarian Dao with a serious expression, and after speaking, Zhan Ye took off his jet-black battle armor, revealing a white cloth coat.
Barbarian looked at the battle field that was still like a wild man, groaned, took off the battle armor on his body and put it in the storage bag, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "I'm looking forward to our first fight!
"Please!" Zhan Ye didn't say anything more, stretched out his right hand, and bent down slightly.
"Please!" was the same with the barbarian sky, before the word "please" landed, both of them moved. A piece of silver is like a vast star, and a piece of bronze is like a gold pour, instantly intertwined.
"Boom!" The huge sound of collision exploded, and the attacks of the two of them were like a shower of rain frantically lapping the space, and many disciples couldn't see the movements of the two at all, their movements were already extremely fast, and they could almost only catch their phantoms.
The collision of **and**, the interweaving of strength and power, is like a thousand thunderbolts resounding! The barbarian exerts all his strength, and the power of the bloodline and the yuan force in the huge fist are surging! The fist bombards the Zhan Ye, and the Zhan Ye will appear like ripples on the Zhan Ye's body, and the attack speed of the Zhan Ye is extremely fast, so fast that the Barbarian Sky is unable to resist!
This kind of battle is a contest of the purest strength, defense, and combat skills! Only in this kind of battle can a person's true strength be seen.
The onlookers were all stunned when they saw the battle between the barbarian sky and the war field! You know, you will be challenged by others at any time! If you exert all your strength at this time, how should you face the next challenge?
"I don't know if these two are crazy or stupid!
"This is the battle of the barbarians!!** and ** collision! ”
"The competition for places is the coexistence of strength and wisdom, and if it goes on like this, the two of them will inevitably suffer!"
"I think the two of them are broken jars and broken pieces! I know that they can't defeat Yuan Zheng, Zhan Xiong, and other senior brothers who have a seven-rank quenching body!"
Many disciples sighed in their hearts, but they all had to admire the courage and strength of the two!
Above the stone steps.
"The trip of the Little Ancient Sect has given the old man too many surprises, this kid is not bad! Both his strength and combat skills have been exerted to the extreme!" the simple old man sighed as he looked at the frantically attacking battlefield.
"If that's the case, you'll be even more surprised next!" Luo Lao smiled flatly.
And the handsome man sitting in the back of the plain had a little fighting intent in his eyes.
"Boom!boom!" Two loud bangs exploded violently, and the barbarian and the war field retreated to the edge of the ring at the same time, the barbarian sky turned pale, his eyes were fixed on the war field, and he was surprised to find that the war field resisted the "through arm" and it was not a big deal! !
When Mantian's heart was slightly shocked, Zhan Ye stroked his violently trembling chest, suppressed the qi and blood surging in his chest, he looked up at Mantian, his eyes flashed, and said in a low voice: "What a strong strength! However, Mantian, this strength is not enough for me to defeat! Use the source of your bloodline! Use your true strength! Otherwise, it will be you who will be defeated." ”
Although Zhan Ye is a bronze bloodline, he doesn't know which race it is, whether it is defense or strength, it is no worse than the silver bloodline! Hearing Zhan Ye's words, Barbarian Tian was slightly surprised, and a battle intent like facing a thundercloud rose in his heart, and Mantian said in a low voice: "Whether you can let me use the source of the bloodline depends on whether you can force my strength out!"
"In that case, then, wait and see!" As soon as Zhan Ye's words landed, his body suddenly appeared in front of the barbarian, at this time he was full of muscles, his body reached seven feet, and his whole body exuded wild power, and at the moment when he stretched out his right hand, the corners of Mantian's mouth were slightly lifted, and the dragon-shaped big split instantly hit away.
"Boom!!" An earth-shattering loud bang exploded, and both Zhan Ye and Brute Tian flew upside down again, retreating to the edge of the ring, Brute Tian's expression was extremely solemn, and he received Zhan Ye's punch, his bones buzzed and trembled.
"It's useless! Barbarian, our strength is almost the same, you can't help me! Zhan Ye smiled mysteriously, the battle intent in his eyes was like a monstrous flame, staring at the barbarian sky.