Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 207 Flame Forged Body
Kong Kun surrendered decisively, without even the slightest hesitation, so decisive that people couldn't help admiring him.

The weak enemy pursues fiercely, and the strong enemy surrenders decisively.

Leaving aside how much such a warrior can achieve, at least such a warrior can live longer, and it is also a skill to have such a sense of awareness in this world where fighting is everywhere.

Even Fang Litian admired Kong Kun's determination and situation.

At least he can't do it by himself. Others can easily do things that he can't do. It would be hypocritical to say that he doesn't admire him.

After all, Fang Litian just hated Kong Kun's hypocrisy at first, and was not really angry.

Kong Kun conceded defeat, Fang Litian scored another point and won two games.

As for Kong Kun, he was defeated twice in two battles, and his defeat was so crisp that he didn't even have the intention of struggling.

In the sixth match, Ouyang Wen fought against Zhao Nuoyan. This was the second time that the disciples of Sifang Shengzong met since the competition. It was the first time that Ouyang Wen fought against Leng Xin. Ouyang asked to enter the quarterfinals, thus giving up his cold heart.

In this match, Ouyang asked whether the battle with Zhao Nuoyan would go smoothly or whether Zhao Nuoyan would continue to admit defeat.

However, most of the people present thought that Zhao Nuoyan would directly admit defeat, although they hoped that the two of them could have a fight, because Zhao Nuoyan had already lost one, and she had no place in the competition for the first place, so it was better to just admit defeat Let Ouyang ask to keep a few more hole cards to deal with stronger opponents.

"Junior Sister Nuoyan, it's been a long time since we competed with each other." Ouyang asked like a gentleman, looking at Zhao Nuoyan's beautiful eyes with eyes full of energy, and his voice was soft.

Zhao Nuoyan hummed, as if he didn't see Ouyang asked.

Ouyang Wen was used to Zhao Nuoyan's character for a long time, and continued: "Looking at the battle between my junior sister and Fang Litian, my junior sister has improved in strength, can you give me some advice for my senior brother?"

Zhao Nuoyan's eyes moved, as if he had finally seen Ouyang Wen, and an imperceptible disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Junior sister doesn't speak, that means I agree. Junior sister's ice crystal sword dance is getting more and more fierce. When I fought with Fang Litian, I knew that junior sister is not much weaker than senior brother. I must be merciful later." Ouyang asked with a modest smile Standing, the posture is very low.

Zhao Nuoyan said coldly: "No need, I am not your opponent, I admit defeat."

Hearing this, the smile on Ouyang Wen's face froze immediately, and the smile faded a little.

"Junior Sister was joking..." Ouyang Wen wanted to continue.

However, Zhao Nuoyan didn't show any face to Ouyang, he moved his body and left the ring.

Ouyang Wen stared blankly at Zhao Nuoyan leaving, clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves tightly, veins bursting, and continued to stand on the ring for a while, waiting for the referee to announce the winner, Ouyang Wen turned and returned to the player's seat.

The audience was surrounded by sighs of disappointment. At first they thought they would have a fight, but they didn't expect Zhao Nuoyan to admit defeat. Could it be that this was also the arrangement of Sifang Shengzong.

But looking at the stunned and stiff face on Ouyang Wen's face, it doesn't look like it. Why did Zhao Nuoyan admit defeat? If the next competition is like this, then there is nothing to see, why not go home and wash up and sleep simply.

The seventh match is between Huangfu Qinglan and Zhou Taoyong. One of these two is ranked second in the Tenglong list, and the other is ranked third in the Tenglong list. No one knows who is stronger and who is weaker. When they fight, it will definitely be exciting. Guan Zhong likes it the most. What I saw was this kind of competition with unpredictable endings.

This is more exciting.

No one can ignore Huangfu Qinglan's beauty, but Zhou Taoyong's face remained unchanged. He looked at Huangfu Qinglan with vigilance and solemnity in his eyes, as if facing a very powerful man. opponent.

Yes, in Zhou Taoyong's eyes, there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness except for strong and weak warriors.

Among the top eight players, Ouyang Wen was his biggest enemy. Besides Ouyang Wen, Huangfu Qinglan was the only opponent he couldn't see through. Of course, Fang Litian was now half, but it was only half.

Huangfu Qinglan's strength is very strong. It can be seen from the fact that she can be ranked third in the Tenglong list as a woman. The most frightening thing is that the skills practiced by Huangfu Qinglan are at the level of heaven. Therefore, no one knows what level Huangfu Qinglan can achieve once he uses it with all his strength. The most important thing is that Huangfu Qinglan still possesses the profound meaning of the soul.

It can be said that Huangfu Qinglan is an important hurdle for Zhou Taoyong to win the first place in this competition.

Slowly getting a pair of shiny metallic silk gloves from Xumijie and putting them on, Zhou Taoyong said solemnly: "Please."

"Please." Huangfu Qinglan nodded.

Zhou Taoyong bluffed his hands, raised his chin slightly, and a very depressive breath spread from his body, and the audience who were close immediately felt uncomfortable breathing.

Huangfu Qinglan moved his eyes, a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and then a circle of white light scattered from his body, turning into a white barrier.

"Falling leaves!" Huangfu Qinglan took a step forward, and circles of withered and yellow autumn leaves appeared out of thin air, spinning quickly around the autumn leaf sword, pointing at Zhou Taoyong with the sword, and a vast yellow dragon composed of autumn leaves roared towards Zhou Taoyong go.

Lu Xian, who was watching the battle from the audience, became a little ugly. Huangfu Qinglan's withering mystery was several times stronger than when he fought him. It can be seen that Huangfu Qinglan didn't even use his full strength in the battle with him.

Seeing Huangfu Qinglan's attack, Zhou Tao not only did not dodge or resist, but closed his eyes.

"Could it be that Zhou Taoyong gave up resisting?" Some audience members immediately shouted.

Before the audience had finished exclaiming in surprise, a fire cloud with a radius of ten feet appeared in the sky above Zhou Taoyong. The distance between the fire cloud and the ground was about three feet, and a fire cloud with a size of ten feet suddenly appeared, and an extremely hot wave of heat rushed towards his face Now, the temperature of the entire martial arts field has risen a little, and Huangfu Qinglan, who is under the fire cloud, feels it especially strongly. If he hadn't released the heart-refining body protection earlier, he might be a little flustered under this heat wave.

The boundless yellow dragon was approaching, and the heat wave had no effect on it. Instead, it added a bit of power to it, like riding a cloud of fire on the waves.

"Roar!" The Cangmang Huanglong seemed to roar, and its incomparably powerful force hit Zhou Taoyong.

Many people opened their mouths, and Zhou Taoyong resisted Huangfu Qinglan's attack with his body, which was simply courting death.

Huangfu Qinglan didn't think so, and following the boundless Huanglong, Huangfu Qinglan rushed towards Zhou Taoyong.

At this time, the fiery cloud in the sky was so hot that the flames were so dazzling that even the sky was rendered fiery red. Zhou Taoyong stared wide-eyed, and a ball of flames gushed out from his body. Zhou Taoyong turned into a flame composed human figures.

"Forged by flames!"

Armed with flames, Zhou Taoyong's aura soared several times out of thin air. The vast yellow dragon hit Zhou Taoyong's chest with incomparably powerful power, but only heard Zhou Taoyong's low-pitched laughter from the flames. Holding the yellow dragon made of autumn leaves, flames spread from both hands.

In a blink of an eye, the yellow dragon turned into a fire dragon, and then Zhou Taoyong tore it apart with all his strength, sparks flew everywhere.

"It's another heaven-level martial skill, and it seems that it has been cultivated to a relatively advanced level. Now Huangfu Qinglan is in trouble."

Just after Zhou Taoyong's body was cast in flames, Huangfu Qinglan retreated quickly, opening the distance between the two of them, and laying down layers of defense at the same time.

The flame on Zhou Taoyong's body was beating. Seeing Huangfu Qinglan retreating rapidly, the flame on his head twisted a few times, as if he was laughing.

"Skyfire Fist!" A deep voice came from the flames.

Zhou Taoyong leaped into the sky, and countless fist-sized flames fell towards Huangfu Qinglan like shooting stars.

(End of this chapter)