[Flame Sword * 126]
As this wave of flames merged into the body, in Wang Teng's mind, various understandings collided and collided, as if there was a blade of energy and a blade of light shining.
Then suddenly a qualitative change occurred, giving birth to a powerful force that surpassed the sword.
Flame sword!
Wang Teng's Flame Sword Intent has finally become!
If Zhao Yuanwu knows that his sword power eventually led to the birth of Wang Teng's sword, what do you know?
At this moment, Mao Na was standing beside Wang Teng, and suddenly seemed to feel something. She suddenly turned her head to look at Wang Teng, but only saw his bland appearance and nothing special on her body, as if everything was just an illusion.
Mao Maona looked suspicious, staring at Wang Teng's face for a while.
"What do you think I do? I'm so handsome?" Wang Teng said.
"Your eyes have shit." Mao Na said blankly.
"..." Wang Teng.
Mao Maona ignored Wang Teng and walked away with arrogance.
King Wang Teng looked at the ring and picked up the attribute bubble that Yu Tao dropped.
【Wooden Force * 50】
[Spirit * 8]
【Perception * 14】
After the morning game, everyone went back to the hotel for dinner, and then waited for the afternoon game to start.
in the afternoon.
The game continues and the list of matches appears on the big screen.
Wang Teng: Zhao Yuanwu!
As soon as this battle was scheduled, many people were surprised and showed surprise.
Wang Teng actually hit Zhao Yuanwu directly, and there was a good show.
Many schools and forces are watching.
Many people think that Wang Teng is almost here, and now it is a losing situation to meet Zhao Yuanwu.
元 Zhao Yuanwu's actions did not allow many people to recognize it, but his performance along the way was extremely eye-catching, and his strength was close to Ji Xioming and Ren Qingcang.
And no one knows if he has any other means to hide.
At the Yellow Sea rest area, Han Zhu and others looked slightly changed. Looking at Wang Teng, his mouth moved, and he just said, "You can do your best."
"Relax." Wang Teng stood up, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked towards the ring.
In the audience, Lin Chuhan was worried: "Zhao Yuanwu is so cruel, Wang Teng has run into him, and this is in trouble."
"I don't know if Wang Teng's brother can hold it." Tian Xiao laughed.
"Don't be stubborn, Zhao Yuanwu is not ordinary," Xu Wantong shook his head.
Obviously, the three of them did not have much confidence in Wang Teng in this game. Zhao Yuanwu's performance before was too strong, and the average warrior was not an opponent at all.
Uh ...
On the ring, the two stood still.
Zhao Yuanwu watched Wang Teng with abusive feelings and said, "You still have time to admit defeat, so as not to be beaten by me like your two senior sisters."
"You are confident." Wang Teng looked at him dullly.
Zhao Wangwu's indifferent look made Zhao Yuanwu frown, and shook his head and said, "You people, I always see the coffin and don't cry, so I have to let me do it myself."
The referee next to blew his whistle: "Play, start!"
Wang Wangteng and Zhao Yuanwu looked at each other, and they disappeared at the same time.
Boom!
It was like two practising strokes across mid-air and then collided together.
The fist shadow and the sword are intertwined, and everyone is dazzled.
They can only see the afterimages, and they constantly collide, separate, and collide on the platform, making a roar of noise.
"Okay, so strong!"
The audience widened their eyes.
比赛 This game is not an order of magnitude at all compared to those before.
"Wang Teng's strength can even compete with Zhao Yuanwu !!!"
Everyone was shocked, especially the strength shown by Wang Teng, which was faintly comparable to that of Zhao Yuanwu, without any downside.
I was so unexpected!
There was silence in the live broadcast room of General Bai Shenshen, and countless barrage burst out.
"I rely on me, what I see, Wang Teng is so strong!"
"Wang Teng didn't use all his strength before, but now he meets Zhao Yuanwu, only to show up."
"Exciting, exciting!"
"Bull batch!"
Uh ...
Many people were attracted by Wang Teng's slab warfare before, and found it very interesting, but now they really saw Wang Tengzheng's eight classic battles, the kind of back and forth contrast, so that everyone was instantly sucked powder.
二 On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan smiled slightly.
"Good boy!"
The other deans looked at each other, and they could not help but surprise, Wang Teng's strength refreshed their expectations again and again.
Inexplicable feeling so cool!
Yan Kang, the dean of the Budo School of Jinlin University next to him, stared at his eyes.
Is Wang Teng really a freshman? How could it be so strong?
怎么 How did the Yellow Sea cultivate? ?
Ji Yankang's heart was full of depression. At the beginning, they also won over Wang Teng, but they were just snatched by the Yellow Sea. Can you now regret it?
At this moment, Wang Teng defeated Zhao Yuanwu's flames with a pair of meat fists.
The physical body trained in "Baji Magic" is extremely powerful. Even if he doesn't use weapons, Zhao Yuanwu won't hurt him.
Wang Wangteng's body is obviously not strong. It looks like a normal person, but at this moment it looks very tall.
As if bursting ape, Xun strode forward, banging against Zhao Yuanwu.
画面 This picture is full of blood.
元 Zhao Yuanwu has an ugly face. Since the start of the match, he has never encountered such treatment. He has always beaten others down, but now he has been suppressed.
He is still a person he didn't pay too much attention to.
"Go!" How can Zhao Yuanwu be able to endure, with a loud roar in his mouth, a horrible sword broke out on his body, and he slashed at Wang Teng.
The terrible flame swept out.
The intense flame seemed to engulf Wang Teng, and UU reading burned it.
"Waiting for you is the trick." Wang Teng sneered at the corner of his mouth, a sword in his hand, and chopped it off.
The same horrible flame sword exploded, and the sword was turned into the sky, and it instantly collided with Zhao Yuanwu's flame.
Boom!
The flame exploded and soared into the sky.
巨大 Two huge swordsmans eroded each other. In the end, Wang Teng's swordsman was even better, splitting Zhao Yuanwu's swordsman directly and passing by.
"how come?"
Zhao Yuanwu's eyes widened and he had no time to dodge. He was hit by this knife in the chest. If the whole person was struck by lightning, he flew out and blew a large bloodstream in the air.
"Zhao Yuanwu ... defeated!"
The audience watched this scene incredibly.
"Wang Teng's sword is approaching the meaning of the sword!" Someone saw something, and was terrified inside.
The meaning of the sword is much stronger than the sword, and it is more difficult to understand.
But Wang Teng has already come to realize the sword!
How old is he!
What kind of evil is this?
At this moment, Wang Teng's show of strength has surprised everyone and felt incredible.
He was clearly only a freshman, but he was able to compete with a genius like Zhao Yuanwu, and he won, and also showed a demon's understanding.
I am shocked by everyone!