The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 957 Admit defeat, you can't be my opponent!
Tula Jimei linked her hands together, and at the same time she was chanting a mantra. It was only a short time before a strange beam of light appeared out of thin air and landed on her body.

At this moment, Tula Jimei's breath surged, and the power of the blood in his body seemed to be boiling. Originally, he was still in the first level of the Shenqiao state, but in an instant he reached the peak of the second level, which was more than doubled.

The surrounding barbarians sighed and sighed when they saw this place. As expected of the Tula family, this ancient spell is too powerful and mysterious.

"Human Realm Human Race, with your current cultivation, it is impossible to beat me. If you are sensible, you should admit defeat as soon as possible!" Tula Jimei said coldly, and her confidence was greatly increased with her breath soaring.

In fact, whether it is the barbarians or the magic horned tribe, there are different levels of secret techniques used to improve their cultivation, but this kind of secret technique will more or less have a backlash effect on themselves after being used. If it is used too much, it may even It will damage the foundation, and the actual combat secret technique is also very limited.

However, this kind of spell inherited from the Tula family does not have any backlash effect, and the combat power is almost doubled. One can imagine how terrifying it is after the operation.

Ye Feng has been staring closely at the opponent's handprint, and he was also observing the moment the other beam of light descended, but it was too short for him to see anything, he probably just guessed that this beam of light probably came from in a certain space-time.

Zhang Wenyuan still had a calm and relaxed expression on his face. He shook his head and said with a deep smile: "Think that you are the only one who can rely on secret techniques to improve your combat power, and I can't?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Wenyuan's body suddenly boomed, and a violent momentum erupted. At this moment, his aura was also constantly rising.

"Nine-turn technique, seven-turn technique, open it for me!" Zhang Wenyuan also pinched a strange magic seal, and his realm also climbed to the second peak of the Shenqiao realm in an instant.

Seeing this, Tula Jimei couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is...an ancient nine-turn technique. I didn't expect you to know this ancient nine-turn technique, but fortunately, you only have seven turns at present, and you want to fight with me It's still a little bit worse!"

As soon as the words fell, Tula Jimei rushed out at an unbelievable speed. At some point, a short sword and dagger appeared in her hand.

Under the infusion of her own blood, this short sword dagger of hers directly burst into a dazzling red light, and it was obvious at a glance that it was an extremely powerful magic weapon.

Zhang Wenyuan held the spear in his hand, and also went forward to meet him. The two fought together again, and the fight was extremely fierce for a while.

The surrounding barbarian spectators with a slightly lower cultivation level could barely catch the sound of the two of them. They could only see the two of them constantly moving and darting to confront each other. Shaking again and again.

Fortunately, the defensive formation on the arena was strong enough, otherwise, the barbarians around them would all be impacted by the aftermath.

Suddenly there was a bang like a loud thunder, and Zhang Wenyuan was sent flying with a punch, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"I said that you, who are only rank seven, can't be my opponent. If you don't admit defeat, then I will hand over your life!" Tula Jimei snorted coldly. Although she was a woman, she was full of fighting spirit.

Many spectators around saw the uproar erupting here again, and many barbarians talked about it.

"It is worthy of being the second-ranked arrogance of the generation of the Tula inheritance family. Tula Jimei is too strong, really too strong. His combat power is infinitely close to that of the emperor of the third-order Shenqiao realm. It is really powerful! "

"Looking at it like this, that human kid named Zhang Wenyuan should be unable to hold on anymore, and it will be a matter of time before he loses!"

"That's not true. This kid's ability to enter the top twelve is already his limit. A human race is also delusional in our barbarian field. He is not qualified for this ability!"

As for Sha Lingshan, when she saw her sweetheart being injured and smashed on the ring, she felt so much pain in her heart.

Yamina on the side grinned and said at this time: "How about Sha Lingshan, I have already said that you, the so-called brother Wenyuan, can't be the opponent of Tula Jimei at all. Now you know, don't forget us bet, obediently get ready to be my servant!"

Sha Lingshan snorted, "Don't be too happy, Brother Wenyuan is more than that, so it's delusional for Tula Jimei to defeat him!"

"Huh, I'm really ignorant, so I'll just wait and see. Anyway, our contract has already been signed, and I'll accept you as a servant!" Ya Mina grinned sneerly, with a strong look of pride on her face. .

Besides, on the ring, Tula Jimei hadn't even fallen from the sky, and Zhang Wenyuan, who was smashed on the ring, turned over and stood up.

Seeing this, Tula Jimei hummed in a deep voice: "Good boy, you still refuse to admit defeat. If this is the case, then don't blame me for being rude!"

After speaking, the power of blood in her body exploded and opened her mouth again, and as soon as she moved, she held the glaring iridescent dagger in her hand, rushing towards it like a stream of light.

Zhang Wenyuan shook his head and smiled: "From this point of view, your so-called incantation should only have this ability, so let's end it!"

As he spoke, Zhang Wenyuan made his hands seal again, exhaled and said: "Nine-turn technique, eight-turn technique, open it for me!"

Before the words fell, Zhang Wenyuan's aura surged again, and the aura around his body fluttered around his robes. His aura instantly soared from the peak of the second-order Shenqiao Realm to the third-order.

Then Zhang Wenyuan held the spear in his big hand, and his whole body soared into the sky, and he was in front of Tula Jimei in an instant.

"You actually... comprehended rank eight, this..."

It's just that before Tula Jimei finished speaking, Zhang Wenyuan swept out with a spear, and a terrifying spear swept out like a wave, and even the wind and clouds were stirred and surging.

Tula Jimei was startled, and just wanted to dodge, but the terrifying gun force had already swallowed him.

bang!
Tula Jimei was shot and flew straight down, and finally hit the ring as hard as Zhang Wenyuan did just now, smashing the ring into cracks on the spot.

She staggered and wanted to stand up, but just as she moved, Zhang Wenyuan came to her again in a flash, and the sharp and cold point of the spear was aimed directly at her throat.

"You can't be my opponent, admit defeat!" Zhang Wenyuan said lightly, holding a spear in his hand.

Tula Jimei was stiff all over, and although she had a strong expression of unwillingness on her face, she also knew that she was not this person's opponent, and if she didn't admit defeat, her life might even be in danger.

"I admit defeat!" Tula Jimei finally lowered his head after speaking.

At this moment, the entire force barbarian group erupted into an uproar again. Obviously, everyone did not expect that it was Tula Jimei who lost in the end.

"Oh yeah, I won, it's great, my brother Wen Yuan is great!" Sha Lingshan was so happy that she almost jumped up.

Ye Feng shook his head slightly and smiled. In fact, he had already expected this result. After all, Zhang Wen, who had cultivated to the Divine Bridge Realm and comprehended Rank Nine, was far from being the same. He had the strength to enter the top six.

(End of this chapter)