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After the blow, the two stood facing each other, and Zhang Yang said loudly: "I said before, your martial arts, explosive power, won't work for me!"

"Om~" The discussions under the ring suddenly increased.

"Zhang Yang has the upper hand! Xia Zhanhong is indeed no match for him!"

"After all, the difference between the two is one level, and Zhang Yang's martial arts seem to be better, Xia Zhanhong is certainly no match!"

"I knew that Xia Zhanhong's explosive power was unreliable. Fortunately, I bought Zhang Yang. Although the odds of two to three are not much, it is almost a sure win!"

"Stable wins don't lose, and there are handling fees. You can't make money at all if you buy Zhang Yangying! It's better to buy Changheng to be safer..."

In the rest area, Chang Xiaohui's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and cold sweat broke out from her tightly clenched hands.

On the main arena, the patriarch of the Shi family shook his head slowly, and said with a light smile, "It's really hard to pass this test. That emperor-level mid-level is very smart, and the attack covers his whole body, and there is no chance for Xia Zhanhong to gather strength to attack! Just look at it!" What else does this kid have to do..."

Zhang Yang was full of smiles, the single knife in his hand was buzzing and trembling slightly, flashing with dazzling brilliance.

"Xia Zhanhong, my Jingfeng Three Swords is a middle-grade Huang-level martial skill, which is better than yours. You can't beat me! Listen to my advice, you should surrender and admit defeat. If you do it again, I will go all out. Then Time can really hold back!"

Xia Zhanhong smiled faintly, shook his head calmly, and said, "Zhang Yang, don't use the means of attacking your heart anymore. It is absolutely impossible to win me without effort!"

Zhang Yang's smiling face darkened, and he said coldly: "I'm so sorry to persuade you not to listen. If that's the case, if there is any damage, you can't blame me!" As soon as the words fell, the single knife in the palm uttered a crisp sound, and the light burst out.

"Hehe, you really think you've won!" Xia Zhanhong said in a low voice, and a little purple flame floated out of his forehead.Immediately afterwards, the flame quickly divided into thousands of purple light spots in the air.

Xia Zhanhong moved his hands and ten fingers lightly, and those light spots changed, as if they were connected to a void.Silently, purple flame fire dragons emerged from the light spots.

The fire dragon is not big, only about three meters, but the scales on each body surface are extremely smooth, purple flames flow on the dragon scales, dragon whiskers, and dragon teeth.The dragon horns and claws are extremely realistic and vivid, and they are several times more solid than the huge fire dragon just now.

And there are thousands of such dragons.Densely winding in the air, Ziyan jumped in the dragon's eyes, staring closely at Zhang Yang opposite.

"Ah!" The crowd below the ring exclaimed in unison: "Who the hell said Xia Zhanhong lost? He didn't use all his strength just now!"

"Damn it, Xia Zhanhong still has this skill. Thousands of Ziyan fire dragons, this must be gaining momentum! It seems that he has already practiced martial arts to the proficient stage!"

"What stage of proficiency. Zilong appeared silently just now, and has clearly reached the realm of Xiaocheng..."

The huge noise attracted the audience watching other rings.Immediately, they were also attracted by the scene on ring 37, and temporarily focused all their attention here.

Chang Xiaohui, who thought she would definitely lose, finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again.

Chang Heng's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and he murmured: "Small success in martial arts, how many cards does this kid have!"

In the main arena, Elder Shi's parents said incredulously: "Small martial arts success, this kid is really not easy, I didn't expect him to have such a backhand..."

The patriarch of the Shi family shook his head and said: "The aura fluctuations of each little fire dragon are not inferior to the big fire dragon just now... His martial skill is not a small achievement, but a great achievement!"

"What!" Elder Shi's family opened his mouth, and asked suspiciously: "You mean, he has already comprehended the power of space. Chang Ling didn't comprehend until he reached the emperor level!"

The patriarch of the Shi family nodded, and said solemnly: "This is not the most terrifying! This morning, when he performed martial arts, he was still in the initial stage of shaking the world's aura... If it is said that he was deliberately pretending at that time, it is really hard to believe. believe!"

Elder Shi's family swallowed hard, and said, "After the first match, he sat with his eyes down, was he trying to realize... within a day... so comprehensible?"

The patriarch of the Shi family nodded solemnly and said: "This child's talent is definitely not inferior to Chang Ling! The only pity is that his cultivation base is too low! There are four layers of the brain, and it is more difficult to unlock each layer. It is extremely time-consuming to nourish the spirit and spirit through constant comprehension of the power of space! If he cannot reach the consummation of the emperor level before the age of 50, his achievements in this life will at most stop at the elementary level of the holy level..."

In the middle of the No. 37 ring, Zhang Yang was also completely stunned by what he saw, and his expression kept changing.

Just now he wanted to make Xia Zhanhong admit defeat by attacking his heart, so that he could keep his best condition and defeat Chang Heng in the end.But I didn't expect that people didn't use all their strength at all.It's ridiculous that I still persuade others to admit defeat like a clown.

"Zhang Yang, my low-grade Huang-level martial skill is already at the level of mastery! I don't know if you can catch up with the Three Swords of Shocking Wind!" Xia Zhanhong said lightly.

A look of cruelty flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and he shouted loudly: "If you can catch it or not, you will know once you try it!"

While speaking, Zhang Yang single-handedly shook violently, and thousands of sword lights appeared around his body.At this time, he had no reservations anymore, and used his strongest means.

"Get ready! Zhang Yang's mid-level Huang-level martial arts has also reached the stage of proficiency. It's hard to tell who will win this competition..." The audience shouted loudly, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Chaos knife breaks the air!" Zhang Yang stomped his feet and rushed forward, thousands of knives were shining on both sides of his body, like two huge wings closing forward.

"Woo~" The gust of wind suddenly blew up, the light of the knife pierced the air, and the protection covering the ring was constantly swaying.

"Thousand Dragons Strike!" Xia Zhanhong clasped his hands together, embraced the moon in his arms, and then spread it out suddenly, "Ang~" Thousands of fire dragons roared in unison, the sound was so loud that it suppressed the noise in the entire martial arts arena.

The purple flame passed through the air, like fireworks blooming outwards, crashing into the strong wind at once.

At this moment, except for the people who were competing, everyone in the martial arts arena turned their heads and looked at ring 37.Even the ancestors on the main stage who had been paying attention to their own family's children all turned their heads.

"Dang, clang, clang..." The crashing sound was as dense as rain, and the light of the knife and the purple line of fire enveloped the entire arena, covering the figures of the two of them.

People can only see that the two kinds of rays of light are constantly colliding and decreasing.The scattered energy collided with the protection and roared, like thunder...

"Hey! This little guy is not simple!" The eyes of the ancestors of the several families all lit up. Emperor Wu understood the power of space at the beginning, and even the children of their four giants could not do it. With explosive power, they couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"His fatal flaw is that his cultivation base is too low. As he grows older, it will become more and more difficult to advance..." said the ancestor of the Du family.

"Yeah!" The patriarch of the Lu family nodded in response: "The little fellow who fought against Xia Zhanhong is not bad either. Jing Feng San Dao has only practiced to the proficiency level, but he is a middle-rank Huang rank, and his cultivation base is one rank higher. It's not easy for Xia Zhanhong to win..."

Just as they were talking, the results of the arena had already been reached. In the gust of wind, all the purple flame dragons finally disappeared, and only three sword lights remained.

"Hahahaha... Xia Zhanhong, so what if you have mastered martial arts, you are still defeated by me!"

In the strong wind came Zhang Yang's panting laugh.With the blow just now, his true strength and even his potential were exhausted.He didn't even know if he could recover before the battle with Chang Heng.However, he won this battle...

"Phew~ Xia Zhanhong still lost after all! The difference in the first-level cultivation base is too big..." The audience in the audience sighed a little.

Chang Xiaohui shook her head repeatedly with a frustrated expression on her face. Xia Zhanhong had already performed like this, and he still lost, which only showed that Zhang Yang was too strong.

"It's pretty good for this kid to be able to fight like this. He has practiced martial arts to a great degree at the elementary level of the emperor level. I guess only those who were born with smooth acupoints all over the body can do it..." The four ancestors sighed.

Several other arenas, Shi Changling, Jiang Yuan, Du Mingyue, and Lu Tianyi were also watching the duel, and everyone's expression was not very calm.

"I comprehended the power of space at the elementary level of the emperor!" Jiang Fengyu stared blankly, stroked the long sword in his hand, and said with a faint smile: "This Xia Zhanhong is really not easy!"

The corner of Zhu Fanyu's mouth twitched slightly, seemingly smiling, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "This Xia Zhanhong must not stay!"

And at the very edge of the martial arts arena, No. 98 ring, a skinny young man in black just beat a martial artist until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Raising his head and looking at the ring in front of him, a trace of ferocity flashed across the face of the young man in black...

On stage 37, the gust of wind dissipated slowly, and the scattered energy gradually calmed down, revealing the figures of the two.

Zhang Yang's complexion turned pale, he held a single saber in his hand, and the three saber lights flickered in front of him.Xia Zhanhong, who was opposite him, was still standing there quietly, without moving, and his expression was the same as before.

"Huh!" Seeing this situation, everyone exclaimed, it seemed that Xia Zhanhong had the upper hand.

"Could it be that this kid still has energy! Impossible..." The interest of the four ancestors was suddenly aroused again.

Xia Zhanhong let out his breath slowly, and said softly: "Zhang Yang, your Three Swords of Shocking Wind is really good. It is worthy of being a mid-grade Huang rank. The level of proficiency can surpass my martial arts at the level of Dacheng... It's just a pity..."

Speaking of this, another flame floated out between Xia Zhanhong's eyebrows, and thousands of fire dragons gathered in the air in the blink of an eye.

"This... this..." Zhang Yang was completely dumbfounded, his lips were murmured, but he couldn't make a sound.

The audience in the audience was also dumbfounded, there was no one, the middle emperor level was exhausted, and Xia Zhanhong, the elementary emperor level, still had spare energy.

Chang Xiaohui stared straight at the center of the field, not knowing what she was thinking. During this battle, her mood fluctuated up and down, and her mind was blank at this moment.

Even the ancestors in the main arena showed unbelievable expressions...

After a long while, Zhang Yang let out a decadent sigh, unsheathed his sword, lowered his head helplessly, and said in a very low voice: "Xia Zhanhong, you won this round...I surrender!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang didn't even return to the rest area, he directly greeted the referee, jumped off the ring, and disappeared...

ps: Sao Rui, the odds in the last chapter were written wrong, everyone forgive me!