An aura of contempt for the world suddenly emanated from Yang Tian's body.
"My body is my weapon!"
Yang Tian's wild and arrogant words immediately made tens of thousands of spectators in the audience look shocked.
Warriors don't use weapons.
Moreover, when facing an opponent in a sub-god-level suit, no matter who it is, they can see it all at once. This is indeed crazy!
When he heard what Yang Tian said, Long Qingbing's body couldn't help but tremble, and the "cold" eyes he looked at Yang Tian seemed to have suddenly changed slightly. He knew that the wretched man wearing a mask on the field was Yang
Tian's third young master also showed a worried look. Although Yang Tian was already perverted and close to a monster in the third young master's heart, such support still left the third young master without much confidence. His handsome little face was slightly wrinkled.
He raised his eyebrows.
There was another guy in the audience. The moment Yang Tian appeared, his eyes widened in horror. Isolde Lance's body couldn't help but jump tightly, especially the one that was once "in full bloom"
The chrysanthemums shrank even more tightly. Thinking of Yang Tian's sword that was like a "flying fairy from the sky", Isolde Lance firmly believed that the winner of this battle would be the one who once gave him the heart with the mask.
A man who brought great trauma. But when he heard Yang Tian say that there is no need for weapons, Isolde Lance's belief changed slightly, and at the same time, he felt a little more hopeful.
Similarly, on the teacher's bench, an alluring woman who looked like a fairy who could not eat fireworks from the world was staring at Yang Tian on the competition stage with a pair of eyes full of wisdom like autumn water. Her alluring face
With an expression mixed with disappointment and surprise: "Didn't he use a black bladeless sword? Why didn't he use it? It's strange... it feels so familiar..."
"Okay, let's start the game!" After Sadare took a deep look at Yang Tian, he finally announced the start of the game amidst all the expectations.
Just as Sada Lei finished speaking, a blue light curtain suddenly crossed the sky, and the blue sword appeared in Yin Ping Al's hand - the blue starry sky!
"Come on, husband!" Yin Ping Al suddenly said something that made Yang Tian vomit blood. You must know that Yang Tian never told this guy his name from beginning to end, but this guy learned Yang Tian from Long Qingbing's mouth
Called "husband".
"Go away, you called me 'husband' too?" Yang Tian shouted angrily, and the golden fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his body like a sea bursting its embankments. It filled his body like substance.
"My body is my weapon!"
At this moment, almost everyone was surprised to find that Yang Tian was really like an unsheathed sword, with a compelling cold air and sword light. The golden fighting spirit and his body were actually
It condenses into a giant sword, carrying an unparalleled aura!
No one saw how Yin Ping Aier acted. In an instant, he stood three feet away from Yang Tian, looking cool and unrestrained, as if he had no awareness of the coming war!
It has to be said that this cool guy is no less cool than Yang Tian. At first glance, he looks like a battle-hardened veteran.
"Yin Ping Al!"
"Yin Ping Al!"
Among the tens of thousands of spectators, many people suddenly shouted in support of Yin Ping. There were obviously many people in Aldi. After all, although Yang Tian was arrogant at this time, no one knew who he was, Yin Ping.
Al is different, he is a strong man who came out of the Holy Dragon Academy, and he is the future king of the Al Empire!
Yin Ping Aier enjoys such cheers because he has grown up in such cheers since he was a child!
"Come here! I want to see what your weird attack can do to me!" Yin Ping Aier said arrogantly to Yang Tian. Likewise, no matter how he acted, his body was covered with a layer of
Blue and light yellow fighting energy covered his whole body. Surprisingly, these light yellow fighting energy slowly gathered to the edge of his armor, covering it like a yellow film.
"The Ascending Dragon Art?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Is this the legendary Ascending Dragon Art of the Al family?"
The Shenglong Jue is one of the top three Dou Qi training secrets in Tianyuan Continent. Its power lies in its ever-changing and efficient use of Dou Qi. At its highest level, it can transform all Dou Qi in the body into any object he needs.
And not a single bit of fighting spirit will be wasted.
For example, Yang Tian's fighting spirit spurting out at this time, although it looks very strong and powerful, part of it is wasted alive. But Yin Ping Al is different, his fighting spirit is condensed to the surface of the body, forming a layer
More powerful defense!
At this moment, Yin Ping Aier finally entered the fighting state, looked at Yang Tian coldly, raised his blue long sword slightly, and pointed at Yang Tian.
The blade of the long sword is like an ice cube, translucent, exuding a dreamlike blue light. On the tip of the sword, there is a solid sword light, like the core of a poisonous snake, hesitating.
Yin Ping Aier looked at Yang Tian confidently and said arrogantly: "This is the sword you want. The sword is one meter long, three inches wide, and half an inch thick. It is blue and made of thousands of years of ice.
The heart - blue shining ice crystal. The sword hilt is inlaid with the core of the 'Ice Crystal Dragon King'. It blows hair and cuts off hair, and cuts iron like mud. It is an existence that surpasses the ten famous swords in Tianyuan Continent - the blue starry sky."
When Yin Ping Al said this, he paused slightly and said again: "The demi-god-level equipment on my body is also the skin and tendons of the 'Ice Crystal Dragon King', fused with blue radiant ice crystals, and was consumed by a master-level weapon refiner of the dwarf race.
It took ten years to cast."
"Haha, good stuff. Thank you!" Yang Tian suddenly laughed and said inexplicably.
"Thanks?"
"Yes, thank you for giving me such a good thing."
Yin Ping, Al and Yang Tian's eyes hidden behind the masks looked at each other for half a minute, then they raised the corners of their mouths, smiled slightly, and said: "You are really crazy! I like you to be so energetic and energetic.
Such an arrogant subordinate, haha! Thank you—thank you!”
"You can teach me! You're welcome!"
While the two of them were talking, their auras continued to soar, and the entire martial arts arena became completely silent. Everyone's eyes were wide open, carefully watching this decisive battle that seemed to be about to break out, for fear of missing any detail.
"call!"
In the blink of an eye, Yin Ping Aier disappeared completely, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air in the entire competition field.
This is the strong wind brought by Yin Ping Al at great speed!
The strong wind blew Yang Tian's long golden hair, fluttering in the wind, but he stood motionless!
"What a speed!"
Yang Tian's powerful perception ability instantly noticed the figure of Yin Ping Al appearing on the left. He was secretly shocked. Just when Yang Tian was about to turn around and attack, he felt an extremely cold aura with powerful force on his right.
Unparalleled power, coming at extremely fast speed!
indeed.
On Yang Tian's right is Yin Ping. Al's real attack!
Yin Ping Aier looked at the unarmed Yang Tian with a sneer, and slashed at Yang Tian mercilessly with the blue starry sky in his hand.
"So what about the middle stage of Sword Master? Even in the later stage, I, Yin Ping. Al, can easily solve it!" Yin Ping. Al secretly thought in his heart, although he is indeed a person who loves talents, but when he saw Yang Tian's arrogance, he actually
The different weapons still make Yin Ping Al very angry. No matter what, he must teach this guy a lesson, otherwise even his subordinates will not be able to manage him in the future.
Yin Ping Al is very confident because no one can match his speed!
"The only martial arts in the world that can't be defeated is speed!" He firmly believed in this truth.
But just when he thought he was about to succeed, Yang Tian suddenly moved. His feet seemed to have taken root, and his body leaned back quickly and strangely. At the same time, his body filled with golden fighting spirit
His hand slapped the back of the sword against the blue starry sky!
"Snapped!"
"boom!"
When Yang Tian's hand slapped the back of the sword, two powerful strands of fighting spirit collided together, making a bang. At the same time, Yang Tian's figure quickly retreated back with the force of the rebound.
Yin Ping Al, who was already moving quickly, flew up according to the inertia. When he was in the air, he turned over beautifully, and finally landed on his knees at the edge of the competition field!
All the audience held their breath completely. All the mages were frightened. How should they deal with such a warrior? With such abnormal speed, they could get closer in an instant! Many people couldn't help but feel a chill on their necks.
, seal the throat with one sword!
Although he didn't succeed, Yin Ping Al didn't feel disappointed at all. On the contrary, he half-knelt on the ground with a cool look, staring at Yang Tian with a strange smile in his eyes.
"Pfft." Yang Tian spit out a trace of blood from Yang Tian's mouth!