Strongest Upgrade

Chapter 2, 03, Myriad Beasts might!

Zhao Fang, Fujiwara Zuo Jun, Liang Qing bee, Duan Lang, Li Wei, round face young girl, and Imperial Clan four Half-step Revolving Core talent…

This is the ten people in the final finals.

“let’s start!”

The left apprentice waved, and the ten flowing lights fell straight into the palm of ten people. It was a cyan bamboo stick with a name engraved on it.

“The above names are your opponents.”

The left-handed sleeves waved, and with the sound of Boom, the platform was divided into five areas.

“They each enter the duel!”

With this sentence coming out, the round face young girl first came out and came to the first place in the ring.

Her opponent is the Talent of a Half-step Revolving Core of the Royal Family.

Duan Lang went to the second place in Battlefield. His opponent was the Liang Bumblebee.

Li Wei went to Battlefield, the third place, where there was an Imperial Family’s Half-step Revolving Core waiting for him.

Fujiwara Zuo Jun came to the fourth Battlefield. I wonder if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement. His opponent is also an Imperial Family talent.

Finally, it is Zhao Fang.

He came to the fifth place in Battlefield.

An Imperial Family talent has been waiting here for a long time.

“Grinding, smashing you!”

The temperamental Imperial Family talent seems to hate Zhao Fang and looks cold.

“Battle… Start!”

After the ten people in the five Battlefields were in place, the left apprentice faint start to talk.

“I surrender!”

The fight has not yet begun, Fujiwara’s opponent, the Half-step Revolving Core talent, directly surrendered the white flag.

The man looked depressed.

I planned to make a name for myself in the Battle of Baicheng. I didn’t expect such a bad luck. I met Fujiwara in the first round.

“damn it, look at it, look at the eyeballs!”

Fujiwara Sasuke was depressed, and found that Zhao Fang was looking at this side, and he was depressed by the stomach, as if he had a vent, and he screamed.

Zhao Fang has a cold eyes.

This Fujiwara Sato thinks that he is a soft persimmon, and he is mad at Fujiwara, and actually vents himself.

“Zuo Er, teach him for me.”

Fujiwara is directed at Zhao Fang’s opponent, the Royal Family talent of the Half-step Revolving Core cultivation base.

“hēi hēi, rest assured!”

Fujiwara 佐二coldly smiled and ate a pair of Zhao Fang’s expression.

“act recklessly something.”

Zhao Fang is very happy.

Originally, he just wanted to defeat his opponent, and he didn’t want to make extra-budgets. But Fujiwara’s attitude of Fujiwara Zuo Er made him very angry. He decided to give the Royal Family talent who had eyes on his head an unforgettable lesson.

After the referee announced the first victory of Fujiwara Sato, Fujiwara Zuoji had taken action.

Fujiwara’s name is basically with two, but his temperament, not with the two words.

It is arrogant, but it is fine.

He has seen Zhao Fang take action and knows his fighting power is amazing.

Therefore, at the moment of the outbreak of the battle, activate the defense of its own fourth grade, and take out a fourth grade junior soldier, the left hand pinch, the right hand holding the sword, the whole person is as fast as the leopard, blinking.

“dead!”

A sword is falling, Sword Qi is amazing.

Fujiwara of the Half-step Revolving Core cultivation base has played a double attack against the Revolving Core.

“The Royal Family is really rich, a Half-step Revolving Core, and it has two fourth grade Immortal Treasures.”

Zhao Fang sideways avoiding, looking at the jeweled Fujiwara Zuo Er, slightly raised his brow.

“Try me another sword!”

After a blow, Fujiwara squad quickly adjusted and took out the second sword.

Although his attack is strong, it is not brought out by his own cultivation base. It is not precise and coordinated. Zhao Fang easily escapes.

Fujiwara 佐二 complexion gloomy.

“You monkey, will only jump around?”

Zhao Fang smiled. “I can’t even touch my clothes and dare to challenge me?”

“Hey, if you dare to fight with me, you can kill it in a round!” Fujiwara said.

“I originally wanted you to live more than a moment, but if you are bent on death, I will fulfill you!”

Zhao Fang hooked his hook, like calling a poultry. He looked casual and dull. “Come here, send you to death!”

“court death!”

Fujiwara screamed, and in the next moment, the sword and the fairy in the hands of the same time emits rays of light, a power that was ten times stronger than before.

“Sure enough, it’s Set.”

Zhao Fang is not unexpected, but I have seen it before.

Ordinary fourth grade Fairy soldiers are amazing, but also impossible to make a Half-step Revolving Core, play a comparable force with the Revolving Core, and only some very rare Set, after activation, can be given in a short time The extraordinary power of the user.

“I can force you to use Set power. If you die, you can be proud.”

Fujiwara 佐二grin hideously, the moment the sword opened, the force of Set was rushed to the limit, a resurgence of the Revolving Core 3-Layer Powerhouse’s aura, suddenly emerged from the blade.

“what!”

The Powerhouse in the field has changed.

Both are a little scared of the background of Imperial City.

“This sword is more threatening than the previous Qinglin python. What will the fellow do?”

Many people blinked and stared at the ring.

Sword Qi breaking space, whistling, the entire platform of the platform, seems to be somewhat unbearable, a path of able to move unhindered staggered sword marks.

Zhao Fang is in the center of the sword mark, but he can’t feel the threat of all around.

“Revolving Core 3-Layer? Just try it, Myriad Beasts is a might!”

Zhao Fang blinked and did not draw a sword.

His deputy faction, many people in the audience, exclaimed.

“This is the attack of the Revolving Core 3-Layer Powerhouse. It’s not a sword, is it ready to fight hard?”

“Or, is he brewing other big moves?”

“Short, a foundation, you really think that he is super-god, and he will move big moves…”

Some people are horrified to speculate, and some disdain.

However, it is undeniable that many people’s eyes are attracted by the fifth downfall.

As the sword light gets closer and closer, with everyone in the ring, I feel the edge of the sword emits, and Zhao Fang finally takes action.

“Myriad Beasts ……”

He slowly raised his hand and stared at the front, his eyes not sad or happy.

As he raised his hand, all around a few feet inside aura, suddenly became abnormal Berserk dangerous.

It seems that in this Space mezzanine, a tyrannical cloud beast is crouching and suddenly awakened.

“Nothing!”

Void Hand Pressed the sword light to the whistling, Zhao Fang spit out the last two words.

The words are finished.

Berserk’s aura diffuse circumference hundred zhang (333m), the entire ring, with white mist transpiration.

Followed by.

The beast was shocking, the head was wrapped in scales, the first two horns, the huge faint Flood Dragon, the head from the white mist, the tail, a giant tail covered with golden scales, hitting Fujiwara A sword from the second.

Hey!

Ding!

when!

Long sword 斩 F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long

Bang!

A giant force broke out from the tail and slammed on Fujiwara Zuo Er. The latter half of his body was flesh and blood, and the body was like a shell, and he slammed on the ground. Life and death I don’t know!