Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1794 A backhand move is impressive
  Cheng Tianyou, who knew he was in the wrong, did not dare to speak out again.

The people in the audience turned to cheer for the people on the stage.

They are all looking forward to the next competition.

Zhang Yan opened his stance and waited for the opponent to make a move.

"Watch his weapons!"

shouted Cheng Tianyou, who was defeated in the audience.

Zhang Yan's god-killing gun has a lot of damage.

"what!"

Zhang Mu's sword turned into several swords at once, and they all came towards Zhang Yan.

These are all illusions, there is only one real sword.

Zhang Yan picked up the God-killing Spear and swiped it away without even thinking about it.

With a "clang" sound, Zhang Mu's sword fell down.

Zhang Yan looked at the sword handle that fell at his feet. Just a kick.

The long sword flew out of the ring in a parabola.

The crowd quickly moved out of the way.

The sword fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

Lying at the feet of Cheng Tianyou who was trying to sneak up on him just now.

The eyes of the people present were all looking towards the ring.

Zhang Mu, who had no weapons, now had empty hands and panic on his expression.

Zhang Yan's eyes signaled him to fight again.

Zhang Yan also put aside his God-killing Spear for the sake of fairness.

He didn't believe it today that these two dragon men had to struggle for so long.

Zhang Yan's posture was revealed, and the other party had no choice but to go forward.

Then it turned into a close-quarters fight.

The two men were fighting fiercely on the field.

As expected, such a fierce and entangled battle was spread to the ears of Ao Lie in the palace.

Ao Lie closed the book he was reading with a smile in his eyes.

"It seems that this plot trend is getting more and more interesting."

Zhang Yan lifted Zhang Muyi up on the stage.

Zhang Mu had no support and his hands were fluttering in the air. He was afraid that Zhang Yan would be upset and throw him out of the ring the next moment.

The next second, he felt the sound of his bones breaking, and he was thrown to the floor by Zhang Yan.

Zhang Mu's facial features were twisted together.

Make an expression of extreme pain.

Everyone in the audience gasped, this fall was so painful just looking at it!
  The next moment, Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear was placed across Zhang Mu's neck.

"I lost, I lost."

Zhang Muqiang endured the pain and said to Zhang Yan with a grin on his face.

He didn't want to continue this competition.

The color on his body alone will keep him in bed for three months.

"What a cruel attack!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it hurts!"

Zhang Mu gasped and was carried out of the ring by the soldiers and generals below.

Zhang Yan defended the challenge successfully.

The people on the stage shrank a lot when they saw such a dragon man with an ordinary appearance and not very ferocious, but such a powerful martial artist in a fight.

No one wants to compete with Zhang Yan.

Everyone was waiting for a braver person to go up and knock Zhang Yan down first, and then go up and compete.

Zhang Yan stood on the ring and waited.

"Is there anyone else coming up? If no one comes up to challenge the contestants at the back, it will automatically be considered a forfeit, and Zhang Yan will win."

There was silence among the dragons for a while.

Everyone is stretching their heads to see who else is there.

"I come!"

A young boy flew out from the crowd.

"You are so brave!"

"He couldn't have been thrown out before he finished a round."

"Yeah, yeah, compared to the previous style of play, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle this white-faced little body!"

"That's right, why are you trying to do this?"

(End of this chapter)