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Wu Hanhai didn't have 10 credits.

Once lost.

Only by him.

The key is.

In order to maintain the character design, he still has to come out!

"Dean Wu, maybe you're going to bleed profusely today!"

General Fengshan raised his eyebrows and joked.

Wu Guangzhi withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "I would like to admit defeat. 10 credits, no matter how precious they are, are not worth my son!"

"What's more, you don't necessarily lose!"

Wu Guangzhi smiled, and said: "Ning Chuan's speed and defense are indeed powerful, but in terms of the degree of attack, it almost means that it can't break through Han Hai's magic ape. If this stalemate continues, Ning Chuan's original force will probably overwhelm Han Hai. It must be exhausted first!"

"Ning Chuan is not stupid. If he can't attack for a long time, he will definitely change his tactics."

General Fengshan said: "Let's watch!"

After all, the two looked at the ring again.

There.

Wu Hanhai's figure was unstable, and under Ning Chuan's attack, the magic ape's magic was manifested, and ripples like water waves kept appearing.

"Ning Chuan, let's discuss something!"

Wu Hanhai looked at a shadow clone in front of him, or Ning Chuan.

The real body is almost exactly the same as the clone.

Just observing, he couldn't tell.

"This game, let's take it as a draw, how about it!"

While urging the magic ape's magic form, Wu Hanhai said quickly: "It's true that I'm at a disadvantage, but your attack is not enough to hurt me, so continue to consume it. Your original force, with a high probability, will be consumed before me. do."

"Instead of taking the risk to compete with me, it's better to fight other challenge students. Their defense is not as strong as mine, and you can win for sure!"

Wu Han didn't want to fight anymore.

He has hope of winning.

But not absolutely.

10 credits.

He can't afford to lose!

Ning Chuan sneered, without responding, he clenched his fist and swung it swiftly, hitting Wu Hanhai on the back of the heart, shaking him forward.

He naturally knew that it was difficult to cause effective injuries with a simple fist attack.

The purpose of casting the wind and shadow method is the same as that of destroying the sky.

Demonstrates the powerful defense of the magic ape.

Pave the way for the Baqidao.

For now, the foreshadowing is enough.

"Eight Gates of Heaven!"

Ning Chuan let out a low cry in his heart.

In an instant.

Millions of lines of sight froze.

I saw, in the sky above Ningchuan, an ancient portal with a height of ten feet loomed from the void, exuding a vast and vast aura.

Om-!

Void shakes.

A second ancient portal emerges.

A third followed.

Then came the fourth ancient portal...

finally.

Eight ancient portals hang over Ningchuan, with a majestic momentum, as if connecting the heaven and the earth.

The nearby raindrops could not fall, and they froze in mid-air.

The huge open-air square, however, surged up, like the sea when a typhoon passed through, and fell into a huge shock.

The story of Ning Chuan's failure to open the Heavenly Gate and his injury has been widely circulated for a long time.

Nobody doesn't know.

However, opening all eight doors is called failure?

So what is success? !

"Rumours kill people!"

"Ning Chuan didn't fail to open the Tianmen, it should be that he opened all eight gates, which caused his body to be slightly overwhelmed!"

A god general's eyes flickered slightly, and he deduced the truth.

"It's too strong for the body to withstand the eight heavenly gates!"

"Don't feel wronged, Ning Chuan, oh no, don't worry, it's only been three days since inheriting the Eight Heavenly Gates!"

"Thinking that I have practiced for a month, and still stay at the basic level of low-level martial arts, I will not say anything, and I will take the train to leave Xinghe University tonight!"

……

in discussion.

The eight heavenly gates descended rapidly, penetrating into Ning Chuan's body like meteors.

Mysterious fluctuations flow through all limbs.

next moment.

With Ning Chuan as the center, a terrifying coercion spread.

It was as if an ancient monster had woken up from a deep sleep, making people throbbing uncontrollably!

"You said a draw?"

Ning Chuan looked at Wu Hanhai flatly and said calmly.

No sarcasm intended.

But the calm tone seemed even more mocking.

Wu Hanhai's face completely changed, unable to maintain his composure, the panic in his heart gushed out like a flood from a floodgate.

"You...you may not be sure to win if you open the Heavenly God Gate!"

Wu Hanhai said tremblingly.

"Maintaining the eight heavenly gates consumes a lot of force!"

"And... besides, you are only a seventh-rank warrior, and your foundation is not enough. The quality of your original force has been increased by four times, and... you are only a little bit stronger than a ninth-rank peak warrior. Even if you cast the strongest destructive method, you can't break my sword!" Demon Ape Magic Aspect!"

Wu Hanhai racked his brains to find a reason.

"Huh?! Really cooperative!"

Hearing this, Ning Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was also thinking about how to make Ba Qi Dao pull the wind.

Here comes the solution.

Ning Chuan spread out his right hand.

The golden force surged like flowing water.

In the bright light, a long and narrow saber emerged.

The blade is straight, without any curvature, and is extremely thin, surpassing the wings of a cicada, so that it is translucent, exuding a cold and sharp feeling.

God soldier, rainstorm!

"Wu Hanhai, who told you that the method of destroying heaven is my strongest martial art!"

Ning Chuan gathered his five fingers together to hold the handle of Rainstorm's knife.

Hearing this, Wu Hanhai, as well as many audience members, couldn't help being startled.

Destroy the law of heaven, the level is not high.

Tianshan high level.

Possibly the upper limit of power, infinitely approaching star martial arts!

Ning Chuan's currently exposed martial arts.

There are only eight Tianmen, which have reached the high level of stars, but they belong to the auxiliary type, not offensive martial arts.

"Have you heard of the Eight Wonders Knife?!"

Ning Chuan sneered.

The words fall.

He didn't say much.

Click until now.

If you talk too much, it seems deliberate and has no effect.

Chi!

Amidst the sharp sound of the wind, Ning Chuan rushed out with a knife, and with the blessing of Feng Ying Dharma, his speed was astonishingly fast.

Can't blink.