Everyone in the audience saw Wang Yi walking onto the ring, and saw that he was wearing the attire of an inner member of the Wang family, and that he looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old. Could this be Wang Yi? Everyone started talking.
The defender on the stage at this time was a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, named Meng Heng. He had won two games in a row. When he saw a disciple of the Wang family who was much smaller than him coming up to the stage, he wondered if it was Wang Yi.
Then Wang Yi's greeting finally cleared everyone's doubts.
"I am the heir to the Wang family, Wang Yi. Please give me some advice, senior brother!" Wang Yi said with his fists in hand without being disrespectful.
"I have long heard that Wang Yi, the heir to the Wang family, is the continent's most talented genius. When I saw him today, he turned out to be extremely impressive. Maybe I should ask you to give in!" Meng Heng said.
"Please." Wang Yi said with cupped hands.
"Please go first." Meng Heng also responded.
"The game begins!" said the priest.
"I'm sorry!" Meng Heng said, and then he took out his weapon - a stick, and then rushed towards Wang Yi. Wang Yi also took out his weapon - a sword, called Heng Heng.
The Wang Shen Sword was once used by the ancestors of the Wang family and had been with Wang Haiyang for many years. Later, it was used as a family heirloom by the Wang family's children. Now it is given to Wang Yi, which shows how much hope he has in Wang Yi.
I saw Meng Heng hitting Wang Yi with a stick, but Wang Yi didn't make a move. People in the audience thought Wang Yi was so powerful, but his reaction was so slow, but suddenly they heard a "ding!"
Heng's stick was bounced away by Wang Yi's sword, and all the people present who were not higher than Wang Yi in the level of Ling Yuan Shi could not see how Wang Yi made the move, but those who could see it were all shocked, okay
Fast sword!
When Wang Yi practiced fighting skills in the past two years, he specialized in speed training. In his previous life, he had "the martial arts in the world are invincible, except the fast." No hard thing will not be destroyed, but no fastest weapon will be destroyed by others.
Defeated. In his previous life, Wang Yi also had nothing to do and read several novels written by Jin Yong and Gu Long. Among them, Xiao Li's flying knife is so fast, and Xiao Li's friend A Fei's sword is so fast that people can't see it. Wang Yi
I believe that as long as the sword is fast, it will be stronger than any Ling Yuan Shi, and even challenge him beyond the level.
Meng Heng hadn't seen Wang Yi's move yet, and he already knew in his heart that he was going to lose, but he couldn't lose face and insisted on admitting defeat later.
Immediately, he turned the stick in his hand a few times and knocked it down again, but this stick was weaker than before. When he was about to hit Wang Yi's head, Wang Yi still didn't make a move. He was less than one centimeter away from Wang Yi.
At that moment, he suddenly heard the sound of "Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!" coming from the stick. It turned out that Wang Yi fired his sword four times in succession. People around him were surprised, "Four attacks in two seconds! This...
..I’m afraid no one among the Ling Yuan Shi can defeat him!”
Suddenly, Meng Heng felt the wind coming from the sword in front of him. He closed his eyes, but he didn't feel it for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw a sharp sword in front of him very close to his face. If he moved again, he would be able to touch him.
, taking a long breath, Wang Yi also took down the sword, and then the sword disappeared.
Meng Heng cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for showing mercy!"
"Haha, it's nothing. This is not desperate." Wang Yi said modestly.
"My skills are inferior to those of others, so I'm willing to admit defeat. I wish you win the competition." Meng Heng said, and then walked off the stage.
"I thought so." Wang Yi said in a low voice.
"Wang Yi wins this competition, please continue to challenge." The worshiper next to him said.
"I'll do it!" A rough voice came from the audience.
"Is that, is it the man who was born with divine power?"
"Well, that's right."
"I wonder who will win? That one is so arrogant and thick-skinned."
"The ones used by the ancestors of the Wang family must be extremely sharp, and they must be broken."