Chapter 161 Competition

"What should I do? Newcomers come to challenge. Should we teach him the truth of dealing with people? Seeing a teenager on the stage to challenge, the two people who were just competing stopped their movements, and one of them said.

"I think so. It seems that he is not very strong. Let me teach him as a senior temporarily." The other person sees that West Asia only has the sixth-level advanced strength, and his seventh-level primary strength can definitely stabilize him, which is a big gap.

Standing on both sides of the round platform, a breeze came, and their clothes were ringing, but more and more people were holding the bustle.

First of all, there is a contest between speed and strength. Every time you move, the soles of West Asia's feet are faintly shining purple, and the speed is faintly faster than that of the opponent. Bang..." The purple gas and the brown energy of the opponent collided steadily, and the two of them retreated back.

Brown energy masses rise in the sky, separated from the southeast and northwest. Finally, one of the rays of the light tightly connects the four energy masses and then falls down towards West Asia. The purple fire flashed strange eyes in the empty eyes of West Asia, and the opponent obviously saw the strange eyes of the teenager, and his body involuntarily retreated. When Xi's eyes looked at the energy mass rapidly falling from the air, Ziyan instantly spread all over it and then disappeared clean.

The strong purple gas spread over the round platform, and the sky is like a tearing open, with thick purple inside, which may pour down at any time like **. Ten blades return to the ruins!" A faint sound spit out from Xi's mouth, squeaking... The strong purple current kept colliding, and a flaming lightsaber poked out from it and shot at the opponent.

Brown energy gushed out of the other party's body, and a faint aperture shrouded the body. With a bang, the first light blade was completely stress-free. The man who thought it was over was surprised to find that the purple surging space in the sky did not dissipate. A more condensed purple blade broke through the bondage and towards the man Rushing away, with a bang, the energy of the aperture was obviously weaker. Just as the man was slightly relieved to block the blow, the purple light blade in the sky rushed towards the man again, and the speed was obviously faster and more powerful than before.

"Bang, Bang..." When the sixth purple light blade hit the aperture, the aperture collapsed in the void because it could not get timely energy replenishment, and then the seventh purple light roared and came to the man, and then the eighth purple light blade, the opponent's breath became weaker and weaker in spiritual perception, West Asia purple In a blink of an eye, it turned back to that empty look. The violently surging purple hole in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the sky bloomed with that clarity again.

"You lost!" Seeing his opponent stand up swayingly, Xi said lightly that he could stand up after such heavy damage. The man's resistance is good, but it is difficult for him to do anything in his current state, and attacking again will only leave a joke. The man who heard Xi's words stopped and breathed in a trance. A man jumped on the round platform and took him down, and then walked towards the stone steps. He should have gone to the medical room for emergency treatment.

"Isn't it good, boy? I'm good at it. How about I try it?" An older young man jumped on the round platform, looking at his beautiful and decent dress, and that kind of indifferent look, the strength of this young man and the one just now is not one or two points stronger.

"This is not good. He has fought once. Now you are suspected of taking advantage of people's danger. Well, let's replace him with one here. You don't think you will suffer, right?" Mu Feng interrupted with a faint smile. The young man had the seventh-level advanced strength and was already among the strongest group in this group. Mu Feng felt that West Asia was not very sure about the young people, so he spoke to relieve the siege.

"Oh? Well, I have no problem." The young man's sense of superiority said lightly. He took it for granted that Mu Feng would play, but Mu Feng would not think so, and then turned to the white waterway beside him: "Your opponent should be a little strong, but you should have no problem."

Baishui nodded and jumped on the round platform, while West Asia walked off the round platform. The young man opposite showed a solemn face, and he could not feel the breath of his opponent, which means that the opponent's strength was absolutely stronger than his own. He has stepped into the super level. Looking at the opponent's look, the sky is full and his body is faintly emanating. With a faint white light, this may be the most difficult battle in my history.

"Fenghua Sword Dance!" An extraordinary turquoise sword appeared in the hands of the young man and took the lead in launching an attack. The sword spirit in the sky shrouded the whole disk. At this time, a faint dragon-shaped shadow appeared on the surface of the white water body, and the sword spirit in the sky could not hurt the white water.

"Is it useless?" Although my starting style is not strong, there is no reason why it has not produced any effect. Is the span of this level really so large? However, the action in his hand did not stop, and the opponent felt like a mountain. If he did not win with one blow, he was likely to have no chance to win.

I saw the young man take off the green sword in his hand straight to the ground. Ding..." The water-like fluctuation came, and a faint light wave rippled towards the edge. Finally, the whole round platform kept rolling up ripples, and the green sword had lost its trace. The white water beside him just looked at the changes in front of him, and then Baishui began to feel that his feet began to soften, and then slowly sank.

When Baishui's body completely disappeared on the round table, the silver eyes of Mufeng quietly replaced the black eyes. The silk original power appeared in Mufeng's eyes. The white water and the young man still stood still standing in place, while the turquoise sword kept floating in the middle of the round table, and the silk green energy came from the body of the sword. Overflow.

"Is that so?" What appeared in the eyes of the white water was that he was locked in a cage, and the world was full of turquoise water, and these currents would encroach on the white dragon-shaped shadow every time. Then the water flow began to rush towards the white water and finally completely shrank in a cage, which had to withstand dozens of times the pressure.

"As long as you have a fragrance, your energy will be eaten up, even if you are a super strong man." The sound from nowhere came into the ears of the white water.

"A fragrance? That's enough for you to die several times." Bai Shui sneered in his heart and quietly experienced the energy change of this space. He was surprised to find that the rules here could not be imitated. In fact, what Baishui did not know was the technique of launching with a weapon, and he could not launch the same technique without a specific device.

"Roar..." A loud dragon roar came from the mouth of the white water, turning into a further white water breath of the dragon's body, and the huge dragon body directly broke the cage, and the young man who felt the change directly spit out a large mouthful of blood, the light dispersed, and the turquoise sword had appeared silk cracks.

"Dianlong-style..." A condensed dragon-shaped shadow rushed towards his opponent, and the overwhelming dragon power dispersed. The young man's heart was blank, and he could not move at all under this pressure.

"Enough!" A thick voice came, and a middle-aged man actually blocked the dragon shadow with one hand. After arguing for a long time, the white dragon shadow dissipated in the void. This was a man of the same age as Uncle Erdo, and I don't know his identity.

"Who are you? Since you have reached the super-level strength, why didn't you go out to practice, but stay at the mountain gate to bully the newcomers? The middle-aged man seemed to have a sense of superiority, and what he said was beyond question, but after seeing the middle-aged man, the young man bowed respectfully. It seemed that the two had a close relationship.

"We are not students of the Martial Arts Hall, we are just going to stay here for a while." Mu Feng said loudly that with Bai Shui's personality, he disdained to talk to people he didn't know at all.

"Is that right? Don't you know that this mountain belongs to the private property of the martial arts hall, and idle people are not allowed to go up this mountain without permission, and the account of injuring the students of the hall must be calculated. The middle-aged man obviously protected his shortcomings, and the young man beside him just wanted to explain something, but was also blocked by the man.