Bang.

With his feet on his feet, Zi Rui was like a human-shaped war machine and rushed towards Zhang Zhiyuan again. With each step, the ring swayed faintly, and the huge bone rod danced whistling. As soon as Zhang Zhiyuan stabilized his body, Zi Rui came closer again. His pupils were blood red, and a frenzied attack. Although his movements were wide open and fallen, he had unparalleled power.

Boom boom boom boom!

The sound of explosions continued. Every time Zhang Zhiyuan took the opponent's attack, his body would take a few steps back. He felt a rolling in his body. He could not resist the opponent's strength.

"roll!"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiyuan shouted coldly. As the first person, he was beaten like this, and there was no light on his face. He didn't want to be the second Liu Xiaohu!

No longer letting water go, his body of true energy swarmed out, forming a yellow tiger behind him.

"Tiger Fist!"

With a loud shout, the tiger attacked Zi Rui with his right fist.

Zi Rui had already entered a violent state and had no idea to dodge. The huge bone rod hit the tiger head-on.

boom!

There was a loud bang, like thunder from the sky.

Zi Rui's huge body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards in the air. After a long time, it fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, his body was on the edge of the boundary. He was only a little short of it and he was punched out of the battle circle by Zhang Zhiyuan.

"So strong, this is the strength of the first person! Zhang Zhiyuan is not much weaker than Liu Xiaohu. His cultivation level is probably similar! They are all acquired martial artists."

"Oh my God, this class is so perverted. These people are only in their thirties and are not yet forty, and they have even broken through to the acquired realm. And I am only in the middle stage of the master, and I am so angry that I compare myself with others."

People were talking a lot.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Look, Zi Rui is not injured!"

On the ring, Zi Rui, who turned into a green-faced fanged beast, suddenly roared, and then jumped up like nothing happened. Zhang Zhiyuan's seemingly powerful attack did not hurt his roots.

The green-faced fanged beast entered a violent state, and its defense also increased amazingly! Zhang Zhiyuan did not transform and seemed unable to defeat him easily.

Zi Rui's cultivation level was originally in the late stage of the Grandmaster. After transforming into a green-faced fanged beast and entering a violent state, his combat power was infinitely close to the acquired realm.

"This battle is interesting!"

The spectators were talking, thinking that the battle would not end so soon.

But what happened on the ring next made everyone dumbfounded.

After Zi Rui's huge body stood up, he roared first, and his huge square head looked around. Finally, under everyone's gaze, he took a step and stepped out of the battle circle!

Wow!

In an instant, the audience was silent and looked at each other.

Zi Rui stepped out of the battle circle, which meant that he had lost this game, but he himself didn't realize it and just yelled at the young hero outside the ring.

It turned out that he stood up just now and the first thing he saw was the young hero outside the circle, not Zhang Zhiyuan in the battle circle. Therefore, he resolutely stepped out of the competition circle and roared towards the other prides of heaven.

"The first battle, Thunder Hall Zhang Zhiyuan won."

The elder's voice came at the first time, then waved his hand lightly, and an orange true energy shot towards Zi Rui. Zi Rui's roaring body fell to the ground, and then he returned to his human form, as if he had a deep sleep.

"Damn. That's how the battle ended?"

All the disciples were amused and crying, but they didn't expect that the first game would end in such a funny way. The Green-faced Fangfang Beast was indeed a bit 2. Although it could enter a violent state, the enemy and me were not distinguished after the violent, and they would beat people when they saw them. It would be better not to be violent. No wonder as time goes by, fewer and fewer beast cultivators have awakened the Green-faced Fangfang Beast. This kind of beast blood is destined to be eliminated.

"I'll go, third brother, did the eldest brother lose like this?"

In the audience, Zilan was so amused and crying.

Zi Huang just smiled and shook his head, and didn't seem to expect Zi Rui to lose the game like this.

"Okay, the game continues. The disciples in the second round of the match will be out of the list."

The elder's voice was still so dull, and it seemed to be invisible.

"It's the second round, I hope the second round will make me excited."

The spectators put their hopes on the second game, and they want to watch the battle between the first person and the first person. Only then can their blood boil.

"Hey, look, it's Zhang Yifeng! Zhang Yifeng is out of the line."

Someone exclaimed. All the spectators looked up and saw Zhang Yifeng walking towards the battle circle.

"It's Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng is about to appear. Who is his opponent?"

The spectators were instantly excited, as if they felt that as soon as Zhang Yifeng appeared, they would definitely make their blood boil.

"Oh my God! I'm not dazzled, Jiang Wujin is taking steps!"

Someone exclaimed again, and he found that Jiang Wujun, who had been standing in the crowd, also took steps. But I don’t know if he was walking towards the combat circle.

Everyone only felt their heartbeat accelerated, and they were looking forward to Jiang Wujin's appearance, and they were afraid of Jiang Wujin's appearance. They were looking forward to it because they hoped that Zhang Yifeng would create a miracle again and defeat Jiang Wujin. They were afraid because they were worried that Zhang Yifeng was not Jiang Wujin's opponent.

It can be said that all the spectators were in a very conflicting mood.

At this time, Jiang Wujin finally stopped. He did not go to the battle circle, but came to the place where Zi Rui fainted and helped Zi Rui aside.

While the disciples breathed a sigh of relief, they felt a little disappointed. Then everyone was confused: "It's not Jiang Wujun, who is that?"

"Look, Wencui Mountain is moving!"

Someone discovered that the first person in Dizitang moved.

Wencuishan is one of the dark horses. He has no father or mother, no door or sect, but he has passed the pass and entered the top ten.

"Two dark horses are fighting!"

"Who is stronger and who is weak?"

The spectators have begun to look forward to it.

On the ring, Wen Cuishan finally entered the battle circle, stood opposite Zhang Yifeng, with eyes intersecting, and both of them had so sharp eyes.

Zhang Yifeng is also a dark horse, but Wen Cuishan is much more low-key.

Even at this moment, Wen Cuishan didn't say a word, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

This is a tricky opponent, and Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt that Wen Cuishan was not as weak as Jiang Wujun.

At this time, in the battle circle, Wen Cuishan finally spoke: "I'm sorry, if possible, I don't want to fight you so quickly. I know better than anyone else that without a background, it's never easy to become famous."

Wen Cuishan's voice is the same as usual, neither salty nor light.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and said, "If possible, I wouldn't be willing to face you so early."

Wen Cuishan nodded: "Don't worry, I will try my best not to hurt you later."

Wow!
Chapter completed!