Chapter 122: The Storm Brave

"The Storm Brave has won fifty games in a row, and he is definitely the best in the yellow rank!"

"Yes--his vein is a giant axe, it looks like it should be a high-grade vein device, oh my God!" The inner disciple actually has a high-grade vein device on the ground level, no wonder he has won so many games in a row, he should be expelled

"I heard that this guy is also from the Taichu Sect, but it seems that he should be a disciple who is fighting on the front line of overseas casual cultivation, otherwise how could there be such a murderous aura! I was against him yesterday, and as soon as I stood in the ring, my courage trembled!"

"Damn, Taichuzong, Taichuzong, Laozi disdain shì Taichuzong,"

Yu Wenhao approached, and some of the rings around him, although they were also full of cheers, were not as loud as this one. The Storm Brave is bare-chested, with a black dragon tattooed on his body, carrying a giant axe, and greeting the audience with his other hand, I don't know if he wants everyone's cheers to be louder or what.

"The Storm Warrior is waiting for a challenger."

Yu Wenhao squeezed through the crowd and climbed into the ring, he guessed that the Storm Brave must be waiting for a new challenger.

"Oh, I'm sorry, this disciple, today's mission of the Storm Brave has ended, and he has been promoted to the next level" If you want to fight against the Storm Brave, then please make an appointment"

"And the level of the Storm Brave is the Yellow Rank E, please do what you can, the referees in the Immortal Dao Illusion Realm generally have the privilege to be able to see the level of the opposing disciples.

"I'm sorry!"

Yu Wenhao felt embarrassed, thinking about the victory of the storm brave in the stinky fart just now, and Yu Wenhao stupidly climbed onto the stage and fought against others.

"It's so troublesome, just hit it, and these bullshit rules. ”

Yu Wenhao didn't know that once he stood in the ring, it was the beginning of his own level, for example, Yu Wenhao is now a yellow-level level, and if he wins, he must stay in the ring until he enters the yellow-level rank. Storm Warrior successfully rushed to the level, and according to the general habit of the referee, it was thought that Storm Warrior would not choose to fight again.

"Don't, since a rookie comes up to find death, I'll play with her. ”

The Storm Brave is having fun, fighting fifty battles in two days, without going out of the Immortal Dao Illusion, the more excited he gets, and every time he kills his opponent, it is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. Originally, he could have solved the battle earlier, but because the power of his bronze emperor axe was too huge, two days, the real battle did not exceed five hours, and the rest of the time, he stood on the stage dryly, although he was promoted now, but he felt unfinished, especially a little rookie who came up, just to meet his needs for victory, and then returned to the sect to show off beautifully.

The referee old Taoist priest looked left and right at Yu Wenhao and the Storm Brave, and felt that there was something strange about this matter today, "Fight." Now that Stormstorm has accepted your challenge, let me ask you again, are you sure you want to challenge Stormstorm?"

The old Taoist priest was used to seeing a group of abused rookies, so he had no sympathy for Yu Wenhao at all, but felt that this could promote the rapid growth of the rookies.

"What's not to do!" Yu Wenhao shook his neck twice, shrugged his shoulders, looked down at the old Taoist, and stared at the storm brave man who was thirty meters away from him. Some of the spectators on the side waited in front of the ring for too long, and some people had already begun to leave the arena, but when they saw a rookie on stage, they cheered again. Boy, if you can catch my axe, this hundred immortal Dao coins will belong to you."

The Storm Brave looked at Yu Wenhao arrogantly, and pressed one hundred Immortal Dao coins on the bet amount very freely, Yu Wenhao didn't care about this little money, and also pressed one hundred Immortal Dao coins.

"I didn't expect to look at you rookie, there are actually some immortal coins, interesting, interesting. ”

Crash--Crash--Crash--Storm Brave's giant axe slammed twice on the ground of the ring, "In that case, let's get started!

"Just play around, the pulse device will be free!" Yu Wenhao is also very stinky, in the fairy road illusion, the more flamboyant the more supporters, the more they will compete for luck, their own strength is the most important, and the audience is also very important when they think about it.

"You're looking for death!"

The Storm Brave didn't say a word, the figure moved first, the giant axe wheel was behind him, and a gorgeous half-arc, like the arc light of a thunderstorm, slashed towards Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao closed his eyes, feeling the true yuan of the storm brave's rage, "such a delicate attack" Yu Wenhao immediately discovered the advantages of the other party, being able to use such a huge axe to cover the space around Yu Wenhao's body to move left and right, and directly pointed at all parts of Yu Wenhao's head, waist and feet, there must be a lot of variables in the axe method.

"This is what I want!" Yu Wenhao leaned back slightly, his hands seemed to be holding something behind him, his legs bowed forward, and his beautiful hoofs flipped and landed gently. The Storm Brave roared, seeing that Yu Wenhao easily dodged, it was not as he imagined. Split in half.

I. --

Yu Wenhao's figure moved, approached the storm brave, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and with a twist of his hands, he entered the white blade empty-handed, and the giant axe was taken away by Yu Wenhao.

The Storm Warrior was very strange, and actually found that his Bronze Emperor Axe had disappeared, which surprised the Storm Warrior, and some of the spectators who had left their seats all sat back down.

It seems that this battle is a little evil,

Yu Wenhao didn't control his instinctive reaction just now, and when he saw that the Storm Brave had a gap, he directly snatched his vein, he remembered that he was here to exercise his combat experience, just now, he learned a lot from the other party, and hurriedly handed the Bronze Emperor Axe to the Storm Brave,

"Hehe, you've fought more than fifty battles, and your hands may be numb, so return you! Don't slip your hands this time,"

The storm brave man who caught the axe knew that he had encountered a hard ballast today, and immediately became serious, the axe just now was a little casual, boy, since you don't use the pulse device, I will let you just now, and then I am welcome!" The storm brave man said boastfully for the sake of face, completely forgetting that he just said that Yu Wenhao dodged his axe, even if the bet was won.

"This 'battle' is a bit weird! I'm going to show my real strength to deal with him!"

"Don't worry! I was just trying to see what was so special about your wood-splitting axe. ”

Yu Wenhao's arrogance immediately stimulated the storm brave, and his flushed face and rising muscles told everyone that he had entered a fighting state.

"In reality, it is very likely that this Storm Warrior has some ancient barbarian blood. When Yu Wenhao saw the Storm Brave, he seemed to have entered a state of madness, and his interest was even more aroused.

"Damn! Zhan is less than seventeen years old. Otherwise, I really wonder which master is coming to make fun of me!"

There was a bang--the pulse burst open, and the bones of the whole body rattled and rattled, and it seemed that the Storm Warrior was really serious.

"Take me another axe and try it!"