Dead King

Chapter 100 Like Clouds and Fog

On the ring, Cai Yu was a little drunk, and his body was ethereal and decisive. His footwork slowly broke away from the wandering dragon step, and there were signs of his own body.

His opponents were knocked down in several rounds without exception, and he himself was in a wonderful state. He had no sword in his hand, but with the etherealness of his footwork, he slowly condensed his palms into a sword and danced on the ring. At first, everyone thought he was drunk, but his opponents were constantly defeated by the wonderful sword paw after entering the ring, and the defeat was faster!

Everyone was suddenly surprised and stared at Cai Yu's cloud-like swordsmanship, and couldn't take their eyes off.

And Cai Yun completely fell into the realm of selflessness. His body became more and more ethereal. He was no longer the ghost of the dragon walk, and the palm of the sword in his hand was even more natural. With a wave, he cut and a stab, it seemed to have a road in it.

In this way, with the battle, Cai Yu's body and swordsmanship seemed to be constantly improving at a terrible speed, which shocked many well-informed people at the scene.

"The seventy-eighth! What about the next one? Cai Yu smiled, but his eyes just caught a glimpse of the entrance of the martial arts arena.

This glance made his pupils shrink slightly, and his drunkenness woke up a little.

Three people came in from outside the gate at this moment, two of whom he was very familiar with. One of them looks middle-aged, with a pair of black bat wings and black hair and blue eyes, while the other has blue hair and is ugly. It turned out to be Luo Mian and Gu Yun.

Unexpectedly, I met them here. Cai Yu was a little surprised. He remembered the other party's persecution of him and Bai Qianjiao before, and a crazy idea sprouted uncontrollably.

"Do you dare to fight with me?" Cai Yu pointed to Luo Mian, who had just entered the door, and his eyes showed a fighting spirit.

At this time, everyone's eyes looked at Luo Mian, and Luo Mian was stunned in place.

Cai Yu sneered. Although the idea of fighting with Luo Mian was a little crazy, he was a little sure. Luo Mian was the peak of the eighth level ten years ago. Even if he broke through to the ninth level in the past ten years, the strength of the body will never be the ninth level, and even the eighth level is quite difficult. In this way, under the rules of the martial arts arena, he has a great chance to win, so he will be invited to fight. As for the question of whether he was exposed, he didn't think much about it. In his imagination, this pair of hazel bones was enough to cover up everything.

The person next to him revealed the rules of the martial arts arena to Luo Mian. Luo Mian's face immediately sank, and a cold light appeared in Cai Yu's eyes. In the martial arts arena, if one party invites the other party, if the invited party refuses to participate in the war, it will be regarded as a timid person and is not qualified to enter the martial arts arena.

Luo Mian looked at Cai Yu on the stage. He saw at a glance that the other party's cultivation was only the peak of the seventh level. He dared to shout at himself with such strength. He was really impatient to live. He didn't want to do it, but the people around him didn't let him go.

"Hurry up, they have invited you!"

"Don't linger, like a woman!"

Hearing the unbearable words, Luo Mian snorted coldly, and a nine-order powerful momentum suddenly broke out, which immediately weakened the shouts of the people present.

Cai Yu's eyes and pupils shrank, and the opponent's strength has really reached the ninth level. It seems that Bai Qianjiao's desire to revenge is even more distant.

"Lord, this is not your Wanhuo Mountains. Don't show off here." Such a sentence suddenly came from a table near the door. The speaker was a famous man with a beard. He looked at Luo Mian and sneered, "This is a martial arts arena. No matter how high you are, if you don't dare to go to the ring, get out!" The voice rolled, which made De Luo Mian's face change, and also made the audience's mood high again.

"Yes, if you dare not participate in the competition, get out!"

"Get out of here!"

"Fan Tiancheng!" Luo Mian looked at the big man with a cold light in his eyes.

Fan Tiancheng took a sip of wine and said, "Don't look at me like that. Our account will be calculated sooner or later. How dare you go up? In a word, if you dare not, get out of here!"

Luo Mian snorted coldly and looked at the lively people around him. There was a flash of murder in his eyes. He flew into the ring and faced Cai Yu head-on.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you." He looked at Cai Yu's eyes and there was a murderous intent.

Cai Yu smiled and said, "Houhei, hand over the jar of wine!"

After that, he threw up a whole jar of wine, and Cai Yue grabbed it steadily and poured it up.

Gombling, Cai Yu actually drank up a whole jar of wine in one go!

He smashed the empty wine jar on the ground and fell to pieces. Cai Yu smiled at Luo Mian and said, "Come on!" At the same time, his hand is in the shape of a sword, and his footsteps are empty.

Luo Mian snorted coldly and stepped out one step. The ground broke open, which showed that his body was also quite strong. He punched Cai Yu without fancy, which was as heavy as a mountain, which made many of the audience below change their faces.

Cai Yu stepped on it with a smile and dodged Luo Mian's blow very elegantly. Luo Mian snorted coldly and used his fists and feet to attack Cai Yu fiercely. I'm afraid it will be extremely tragic to be hit head-on. Cai Yu was like a leaf with the wind. No matter how strong the Luo Mian wind was, he always swayed with him, which seemed to be extremely easy to dodge the other party's attack. Even if he was hit several times occasionally, he was very cleverly removing his strength. He was as comfortable as a wild crane, which made the audience scream.

The more Luo Mian fights, the more angry he becomes. The other party's body is extremely elegant, like an unpredictable wind, which makes him feel like he has been waving his fists in the air. The audience kept cheering for Cai Yu, which made him even more angry, and he could only constantly vent his strength on the ring. The ground of the ring was smashed by him, and the wooden railing was broken into two pieces, but Cai Yu was still intact, which made him almost lose his mind.

"This man's body is terrible!" Gu Yun's pupils shrank when he watched the game off the field, and Cai Yu's body method reached such a state with his body alone. What if he uses the power in his body? What a terrible effect will it have? I'm afraid no one can hurt him then, right?

"Ah!" Luo Mian was driven crazy by Cai Yu's constant dodge and roared, "Bad boy, why don't you fight! If you want to fight, don't hide!"

"Yes, I've been hiding and farting!" Good people on the scene also echoed.

Cai Yu's face was flushed. At this moment, he was already drunk, and his previous body was subconsciously. It's just that his brain is still awake, what to do and what not to do. The previous move was just to make Luo Mian angry, lose his ability to judge, and consume his physical strength. Now, the goal has been achieved.

He stretched out his sword palm again, stepped on his feet, and went to the front of Luo Mian. Luo Mian was surprised and his fist exploded out. He wanted to beat Cai Yu into mud!

It was just out of his surprise. He clearly saw that he punched the other party in the face, but the other party's face suddenly dissipated like clouds and bombarded in the air, while the other party did not know when he came to his side. The palm of the sword split, hit his abdomen abruptly, and hummed, and he stepped back a few steps.

"Shadow!" Gu Yun's eyes contracted under the stage. Luo Mian did not see Cai Yu's movements clearly due to his visual inertia, but he could see it clearly. When the other party approached Luo Mian, he made remnants of shadows at an extremely terrible speed to dodge Luo Mian's attack and quickly hit him in the abdomen.

"Although this person's cultivation is only seven levels, this body is quite amazing!" Fan Tiancheng looked at Cai Yu, and his eyes flashed.

Luo Mian was furious. The power of Cai Yu's palm was beyond his expectation. Although it was only the power of the body, it made him suffer internal injury! This is a nud humiliation for him who regards himself very highly!

He roared and finally lost his ability to judge and attacked Cai Yu. The speed and power of his explosion suddenly increased greatly.

Cai Yu is calm, and his body is more and more ethereal, which makes people have an illusion, as if he is as unpredictable as the cloud, the fog, the smoke, and the wind.

He easily dodged Luo Mian's attack, and the sword palm always appeared when Luo Mian could not prevent it, causing injuries to appear on Luo Mian's body.

"Okay, okay!" The people present kept cheering, and Cai Yu's body and the timing of the attack made them amazed.

"Ah! Bastard! I'll kill you!" After many unsuccessful attacks on Cai Yu, Luo Mian was completely furious. Unexpectedly, he no longer cares about the rules here, and a powerful dark energy burst out on his body!