Chapter 27

The defeated war is nothing in Zhan Tianxin's heart. He is not as powerful as any level-3 beast. He doesn't know how many level-3 beasts he killed:

"Zhan Tiansheng, the next game continues"

"Yes, and have you noticed that he just used war skills? How could he have such things?"

"I think so, but I don't know how he got it."

"We don't seem to have such war skills. Isn't he a waste? He can understand the war skills."

Seeing that Zhan Tian had won, they talked about it one by one. Some of them were red eyed and were about to start. The elders also looked at Zhan Tian from a distance, and a pair of eyes stared at Zhan Tian without blinking. That was to ask the dog to kill Zhan Tian. Now he didn't know how Zhan Tian was so powerful. Looking at him was like trying to help Zhan Tian see through, Today's war days are very dangerous for him:

The dog man held the sword in his hands tightly and stared at Zhan Tian fiercely, but his face was dignified. Whether he could kill him depends on the next battle.

If you can easily defeat an expert who has entered the top 14, you dare say that he is not powerful. What is the surface emotion? At least, his strength is the same as himself, or even better than himself:

Moreover, he was still worried that Zhan Tian would defeat his opponent so quickly. Would he take this opportunity to get rid of himself and reduce his master's strength. Although he has such an idea, he doesn't dare to do anything. He wants to have a try. Of course, some of them want to save their lives. At the same time, Gouzi also wants to see Zhan Tian's strength and see if this person who is so young has so much strength and is so powerful that he can put so much pressure on himself at the age of 14, Is it a master or a waste!

When Zhan Tianxia went to the martial arts stage, he felt uncomfortable that he had been stared at by a pair of eyes. Instead, he turned around and saw the dignified dog. Zhan Tian smiled:

The next round was nothing to see, but the last round was Wu Wu's fight with a warrior in the middle of the warrior's territory. Zhan Tian didn't know. He just heard people around call him Zhan Peng:

At this time, Wu Wu moved. His body turned into a residual shadow and met Zhan Peng at a very fast speed. The long sword in his hand with sharp sword Qi turned into a silver light and stabbed out like lightning.

Looking at Wu Wu's lightning fast sword, Zhan Peng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the huge sword in his hands suddenly waved down and cut off the long sword from Wu Wu stab.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound of steel, two weapons with completely inconsistent volume collided violently in midair, and the strong strength broke out and turned into a wind and wave, raging around.

As soon as the two weapons collided, Zhan Peng's face changed slightly, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes. From the small long sword only three fingers wide, there was a strong air that was completely inconsistent with his physical strength, which made his hands holding the giant sword numb.

"With one hand holding a sword, you can compete with me. It seems that you have some abilities." Zhan Peng was surprised in his heart, but he knew that he was in the middle stage of the war and the next stage of the wucai war. A small realm was not so powerful, but not everyone could fight higher and higher!

However, just when Zhan Peng thought of changing shares, Wu Wu's second sword stabbed him again, and the speed was a few minutes faster than before.

Zhan Peng's face was extremely dignified. Wu Wu's sword was extremely fast. He didn't give him any extra preparation time at all. Then he endured the feeling of pain and numbness from his arm and tried his best to lift the huge sword across his body to resist the long sword from Wu Wu Wu's stab.

When the long sword stabbed Zhan Peng's huge sword in front of him, a force that was more terrible than before was transmitted. Zhan Peng's steps staggered back uncontrollably, and his hands holding the huge sword trembled twice.

"Wu Wu is stronger than a few days ago, and the sword is much faster," Zhan Tian said to himself, but no one heard!

"When was Wu Wu so powerful?"

"Yes, I can't be blind."

"This big dark horse"

"What a fast sword," said Zhan Tianya.

At this time, some elders were talking about me!

"You have lost!"

Just as Zhan Peng had just stabilized his body, a faint voice came from the front. When Zhan Peng reacted, his face became pale without a trace of blood, and he was dissatisfied with the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

In front of him, I saw a thin and narrow sword with a cold flash. I don't know when it has stopped steadily in front of him, and the tip of the sword just reached his throat.

Zhan Peng looked at the long sword stopped in front of his throat. For a moment, he couldn't speak.

Such a scene made those five people standing on the martial arts field look unbelievable. Their eyes were full of dull look. They looked at the long sword that gently touched Zhan Peng's throat and were speechless.

"How could this be possible? Since Zhan Peng lost!" I don't know who broke the anger with a loud voice!

Take back the long sword. Wu Wu calmly looks at Zhan Peng in front of him. He is very calm.

Three moves! With only three moves, Wu Wu defeated an expert in the middle stage of the warfighter.

Zhan Peng soon recovered. He looked at Wu Wu with some fear, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling tone: "good... Good fast sword."

Wu Wu has a faint smile on his face. You are also very powerful:

"Wu wusheng, the winner rests in place and waits for the next round"

Zhan Peng soon calmed down and gave Wu Wuyi a deep look:

Zhan Peng took back his huge sword, arched his hand slightly at Wu Wu and said, "thank you for your mercy, senior brother." Then Zhan Peng turned to his master, sighed and said helplessly, "master, disciples are incompetent and can't face your old parents."

"Peng'er, it's all right. Winning or losing is a routine for soldiers."

"Thank you, master. Peng'er knows."

"Old four, you are a good apprentice. Cultivate it well," an elder comforted.

No one could have imagined that it would be like this. It's not impossible for a martial artist at the bottom to defeat a martial artist at a high level, but they all know Zhan Peng's strength:

Seeing such an expert, Zhan Tian's blood is boiling!

Soon ushered in the next round of competition. Since Zhan Tian is empty this time, it means that Zhan Tian directly enters the next round. There are only seven people in this game, one-on-one is empty!

"Which of you draws an empty number and goes straight to the next round"

"Elder, it's me." Zhan Tian came out, regardless of what the people around him said!

"Zhan Tian was so lucky that he got empty."

"Well, you go down," the referee saw Zhan Tian come out, waved and said:

"Wow, what kind of waste is it?"

"Shit luck."

"Lucky enough to go straight to fourth"

"Sometimes luck is a strength"

No matter what these people said, Zhan Tian slowly walked down the martial arts arena: