C273

Chapter 273 - Arena Battle (2)

However, when this burly man walked down, although his face was covered in dirt, the audience did not have much of a reaction. It was obvious that no one expected this burly man to obtain victory, even to the extent that when the other party finds an arena that is on the same level as mine, everyone will believe that the outcome has been decided.

However, since I defeated the weakest person, it wouldn't help me raise my prestige. These Yin Yang Master were still looking at me with contempt, but at this time, the second round started.

The second round won't be as easy as before. Both of us have the leading position, and out of the 50 opponents, 6 have finally come out.

That is to say, I have to choose one of the six to fight against. Obviously, none of these six will be easy to deal with.

I looked from right to left, the first person was a woman, she was relatively short, wore maid clothing, dressed differently, with a bow and arrow on her back, if I were to choose a woman as my opponent, I would feel embarrassed, so I decided to not consider this woman first.

But luckily the remaining five people are all male, the first person I met before was the White-Faced Scholar.

The second person looked like a Monk. He was bare-chested and held a stick in his hands. He wore black pants and had his eyes closed the entire time, as if he was chanting.

The third person was a white-haired man. Although he looked very young, he had the appearance of an old man. For this kind of person, it was best not to choose. He must have practiced some kind of strange magic to cause his body to regrow its strength.

The fourth and fifth person seemed to be a pair of twins, both of them were dressed in Suit s, one black and one 100, just like the black and white twin fiends, it was impossible to tell which one was the older one and the other was the younger one, both were about the same age, but one of them had a burning hot aura, the other an extremely cold aura, it was clearly two extremes.

I paced back and forth in front of these six people, and in the end, I still decided to touch that White-Faced Scholar. I have no reason at all. After all, none of these five are weak!

The White-Faced Scholar nodded with a smile, then took his own fan and walked onto the stage. He had just come up, and directly fanned me twice with his fan, and at that moment, I felt as if my legs were unstable, as if the air had been fanned by a banana. My body was almost sent flying to the wall!

He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, immediately transforming his four limbs into a demon.

After my body became heavier, I firmly stepped on the ground and then, with a roar, I instantly passed through the other party's seal and arrived before Scholar White-Faced Scholar. I decisively smacked towards his head.

When the Scholar picked up the fan in his hand and moved it upwards, my palm just happened to hit the white fan. At this moment, I discovered that there was a hidden mystery within the fan.

I let my body harden for a moment and used my arm to cover the important parts of my body. The darts hit my arm and fell to the ground.

The White-Faced Scholar didn't stop his attacks. After circling around once, he started chanting a spell and I felt a breeze beneath my feet. Lowering my head, I realised that a tornado had formed in this sealed space.

It seemed that the other party was relatively skilled in wind magic, and had even trained to perfection, making him invulnerable.

In the face of this situation, I didn't dare to be careless. I immediately used my palm to touch the edge of the tornado. I felt that the tornado was getting smaller and smaller. It felt like a knife was slicing through my palm!

Furthermore, the smaller the area, the less space my body can occupy. It wouldn't take much effort for this thing to grind my body into smithereens.

I roared three times consecutively, and then like a cannonball, my entire body immediately rose up from the ground, broke through the tornado, and headed straight for the White-Faced Scholar!

The White-Faced Scholar probably did not expect it to crack so quickly. After colliding head on with the other party, both of us suffered heavy injuries. We rolled on the ground a few times before standing up, each of us spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The white-masked Scholar also threw away his weapon and said with squinted eyes, "So you were pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, you almost fell for it!"

Right now, I am truly a pig, I have not learned any powerful spell. If I were to fight this, I would basically be defeated, and I would be able to rely on the demonic Qi in my body to last until now. In the eyes of the other observers, my actions are probably due to the use of Yin Yang techniques, so it is not considered a violation of the rules.

The two of us stood up at the same time and dashed towards each other. We were less than five meters away from each other.

At this moment, my body became a little stronger and I directly pushed towards the other party's chest.

The White-Faced Scholar didn't have a fan, but his strength was quite strong as well. Both of his hands moved from the middle to the middle to completely control my extended palm.

Then, with a twist of my arm, my body was thrown up into the air like a whirlwind.

I see that things are not going well, if we go on, we will lose for sure! I quickly changed my fighting style in the air and stretched out my head. I used the most primitive method to attack and bite down on the opponent's shoulder.

With a single bite, the other party's shoulder lost at least a large chunk of flesh, causing him to grimace in pain. The smile on the White-Faced Scholar's face also disappeared, replaced with a vicious gaze.