Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1795 Unexpected Steps Back
  "Hey, let's take a look first, maybe we won't know for sure."

The audience under the ring can be said to be looking forward to it.

They always thought this was a fight without suspense.

"Let's take action."

The young man in white politely gestured to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan looked at the fair-faced young man who stood up.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

But if you are an opponent, you should not be careless about a person because of his appearance.

Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear rotated completely and was swept up by Zhang Yan in a wave of water. He first tested the boy's strength in the first game.

Seeing Zhang Yan flying over, the boy's right foot drew a half circle of water, and Zhang Yan jumped straight towards him.

The young man grabbed Zhang Yan's clothes with his right hand.

He stepped on Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear and jumped.

Zhang Yan fell to the ground.

The young man's fist was about to come down and cover Zhang Yan's back.

Zhang Yan turned his feet, and with the help of his strength, he escaped from the young man's confinement.

With the God-killing Spear out of his hand, Zhang Yan stood still and looked at the opponent in front of him.

“It really shouldn’t be underestimated!”

"Yes, yes, I originally thought that this white-faced boy was too weak to be frail, and he would probably only get beaten when he came on stage. I didn't expect that he would also have two brushes."

"Yes. This situation has become exciting. I'm even nervous for them."

There was still a lot of discussion outside the arena.

Zhang Yan calmed down and was not affected by his remarks.

He must fight to the peak of the showdown, Zhang Yan must decide the position of Beihai Dragon Prince.

"continue."

Zhang Yan jumped into the air.

The boy in white also flew up to stay parallel to Zhang Yan.

As if to reflect the temperament of the boy in white, the weapon in his hand is also a fan.

When the fan is opened, it is clean and white, just like a niche person. Zhang Yan couldn't figure out who this person was.

Just before seeing this fan, a person quickly flashed in my mind - Nao Ying.

He is also very good at using fans. I wonder if there is any connection between the two.

Zhang Yan couldn't think too much, as the other party's fan was blowing over like the wind.

Zhang Yan caught the God-killing Spear immediately.

The fan passed by Zhang Yan as if it had grown legs. When he saw that there was no one approaching him, he retreated back to his owner.

Zhang Yan secretly sighed that this person's inner strength was not strong enough.

It seems that a strong attack will not work in this game.

Zhang Yan glanced at the young man who was closing his fan.

When did the Dragon Clan have such a young and talented back?

Have you really been in seclusion in the cave for too long and become ignorant?

Zhang Yan's thoughts were always interrupted.

The young man did somersault and rolled over in front of Zhang Yan.

There was no room for the God-killing Spear to be used, so Zhang Yan had to step back repeatedly to make room and position for himself.

But every time Zhang Yan took a step back, the man stepped forward and took a step closer. Zhang Yan had nowhere to hide, and finally his body touched the pillar.

The boy in white was about to hit Zhang Yan's body with one palm.

Zhang Yan quickly shrank and squatted down.

Although this picture is unsightly, it can at least save your life.

After Zhang Yan escaped, he heard the sound of the wooden stake he was standing on being smashed.

"Wow!"

The crowd screamed again.

"Who is this kid? He's so awesome."

"This palm is so powerful that it can break a person's bones."

"Why do I feel that his palm is like a murder bureau? It makes me scared when I look at it."

(End of this chapter)