Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1666 The girl with strange power! (3 more)
"Can you stop it?"

Wang Gan smiled proudly, raised his hand and slapped Zi Zhaoyan's Heavenly Thunder Barrier hard.

All of a sudden, a strong wind blew up, and the strong corrosive wind blade kept tearing at the thunder barrier.

If this continues, Zi Zhaoyan may not last long.

"Soul painting!"

However, Zi Zhaoyan was obviously very patient, until the moment when Tianlei's body barrier was broken, she activated Xuanxin Zitong and activated the ability of soul painting.

Just as Ling Feng speculated, she, who turned into a phantom, completely ignored Wang Qian's dark wind, and flew towards Wang Qian lightly.

Whoosh!
The phantom twisted and rotated rapidly, and at the moment of the attack, the power of thunder was already brewing, and it attacked Wang Gan from an extremely tricky angle!

Chi la la!
The arc surged, and a long hole was directly torn apart in the void!

The next moment, without warning, he appeared in front of Wang Ganmian!

A jade palm is only one foot away from Wang Gan's chest!
With such a distance, not to mention resisting, I am afraid that it is too late to react!
Liu Donglin in the audience showed a look of unwillingness. He was defeated by this trick before.

At this moment, seeing the power of thunder accumulated in Zi Zhaoyan's palm, Liu Donglin couldn't help breaking out a trace of cold sweat on his forehead. If Zi Zhaoyan used this move on him, he might lose half of his life if he didn't die, so he just fell into a coma It's that simple.

"Is it going to succeed!"

A triumphant smile hung on Zi Zhaoyan's face, if this palm hit Wang Gan's chest, no matter how strong he was, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Sometimes, strength does not mean everything, relying on wisdom and the grasp of the battle situation can also win.

However, the next moment, the smile on Zi Zhaoyan's face froze instantly.

"Too naive, Junior Sister Zi!"

Beside Wang Qian, there is still a trace of the wind left!

And at the moment when Zi Zhaoyan launched the attack, the blurred state must be lifted.

But at this very moment, Wang Gan suddenly launched an attack, and the dark wind entangled Zi Zhaoyan's body. In an instant, Zi Zhaoyan's body was rolled upside down, and was directly thrown away by a whirlpool of dark wind!

"puff!"

Qi and blood in the body surged, and Zi Zhaoyan spat out a mouthful of blood, and barely fell to the ground, her body was shaking, and she was a little unstable.

The purple skirt on her legs had been cut by the wind blade, and turned into dust under the wind, revealing a small section of slender snow-white jade legs.

A severe burning pain came from the calf. The corrosive force of the evil wind had penetrated into the calf. If it could not be removed in time, I am afraid that even the legs would be lost.

"I surrender!"

Zi Zhaoyan gritted her silver teeth, her strength was too far behind.

From beginning to end, Wang Gan didn't move a single step!
It was just a trick of "the wind rises for nine days", and she tried her best, but she still lost!
It's not that she is too weak, but that Wang Gan is too strong!
As the chief disciple of Yunluo Holy Land, Wang Gan's strength should not be underestimated.

Everyone focused their attention on Li Yanluo and Ao Jue, who were second and third in the previous session, but they didn't know that Wang Gan was also a hidden weapon in Yunluo Holy Land.

After Zi Zhaoyan conceded defeat, Wang Gan also won his ten-game winning streak, but before leaving the game, his eyes swept over Ling Feng.

Ling Feng pursed his lips and said in his heart: This person has a deep city, his emotions are invisible, and he is a difficult opponent.

Back in her seat, Zi Zhaoyan tidied up her skirt in a panic, covered the wound on her calf, and secretly mobilized her energy to force out the evil wind that eroded her body.

Ling Feng casually handed over a elixir, and said calmly, "Take it, it's good for the recovery of the injury."

A gleam flashed in Zi Zhao's eyes, "In a sense, we are competitors. Do you really want to give me the pill?"

Ling Feng shrugged, "If possible, I hope that when I meet you, you will be in your prime."

"You are really interesting."

Zi Zhaoyan took the elixir, took a deep look at Ling Feng, and swallowed it without being pretentious.

This elixir was refined by Ling Feng from the Flame Marrow of the Fentian Dragon, and the efficacy of the medicine was unquestionable. After a while, Zi Zhao's complexion recovered, and his injuries were basically fine.

……

The competition continued, and soon, Ling Feng completed the final battle, won ten consecutive victories, and was firmly promoted to the second round.

As for Zi Zhaoyan and He Lingyun, it is naturally not a problem. Although they each lost a game, their hard power is still there.

The competitions in the other nine arenas also ended one after another.

It is worth mentioning that among the players who performed very eye-catching this time, apart from Shi Haoxuan, Ye Ting and others who were already outstanding, there was also a woman who had a not-so-weak reputation.

This girl is exactly Yu Linglong, a girl with strange power who seldom shows up and rarely makes a move.

For Lin Mu's promise, this little girl did her best this time, and all the opponents she met were knocked out of the arena by her punch.

Na He Lianxiao was unlucky, he met Yu Linglong in the first round, but he couldn't escape the fate of being instantly killed with a single punch.

Only then did everyone know that there was such a powerful "little monster" hidden in the Dongling Immortal Pond.

What's more, Yu Linglong's reputation as a "girl with strange power" has already begun to approach Ling Feng, and it is faintly overshadowing Ling Feng's limelight.

Half a day later, the knockout round officially ended.

Out of ten thousand people, one thousand powerhouses were born and promoted to the second round.

At this time, the huge bronze gate vibrated loudly and let out a resounding dragon chant.

This also means that the first stage of the competition is completely over, and the remaining [-] Tianjiao experts will officially start the battle of luck.

In this first round, the disciples of the Three Great Sacred Grounds have almost all advanced, and there is not much suspense. Except for some really unlucky guys, they can only consider themselves unlucky when they meet the first-class masters of the Three Great Sacred Grounds one after another.

At the end of the first round of the competition, a thousand strong players were divided into ten groups to compete for the strongest hundred.

Buzz!

The void trembled, and a huge golden circle of light quickly radiated from the bronze ring.

In the previous battles, especially those strong men like Shi Haoxuan and Ye Ting, they all had great power in every gesture, and it was inevitable that they would damage the ring.

Wherever the golden light passed, the ten arenas were all restored with a brand new look.

There are even some special inscriptions floating on the transparent barrier around the arena, obviously some kind of reinforcement method.

Ling Feng was secretly astonished, this sunset was really extraordinary, just these arenas revealed incomparable mysteries everywhere.

This kind of method, I am afraid it is also the handwriting of those strong in the fairyland.

Similarly, there is no more rest time, and the battle for the top [-] will begin immediately.

After the first round of the competition, everything was randomized again, and everyone's grouping was also completely disrupted and started again.

This time, Ling Feng was assigned to the sixth group, competing with 99 other talents for the top [-] places.

And starting from this round, due to the competition for luck, the competition will definitely be much more intense than the first round.

Ling Feng glanced around to see if there were any acquaintances.

Perhaps it was in response to that sentence that Yuan Huaji and Wang Gan were assigned to the same group as him at the same time.

One hundred people entered the tenth place. In this round, each martial artist needs to participate in twenty games. The probability of encountering these two people will undoubtedly increase a lot.

However, it doesn't matter to Ling Feng, no matter who he meets, he can't shake Ling Feng's determination and belief to become the champion.

(End of this chapter)