"What?"

"How is this possible?"

"I'm afraid there are hallucinations!"

Everyone in the audience was waiting to watch a dragon-fighting performance, but the scene on the stage stunned everyone and exclaimed in surprise.

"I defeated Ye Wentian with just one move. How is this possible?"

"It's so exaggerating!"

“The gap is too big.”

"What is Zhou Wuya's origin? His strength is so terrifying!"

"Zhou Wuya is one of the dark horses of this year, like Zhan Wujue. His origin is unknown and his strength is terrible!"

"Defeat Ip Mantian with one punch, one of Zhou Wuya's well-deserved giants."

Listening to everyone's screams, Zhan Wujue, Huangfu Ling, and Zhao Xin smiled disdainfully.

A group of countryside buns.

Zhou Wuya slowly put away his fists, listened to the screams coming from the audience, and showed a rebellious look on his face. Then he looked at Xu Chen.

Xu Chen dared to reject his kindness.

He wanted to see Xu Chen's expression now.

Fear?

disturbed?

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However.

When his eyes fell on Xu Chen's face, he was stunned.

Because he was disappointed.

Xu Chen had no expression on his face at this moment.

A pair of calm eyes looked at him, and there was no sign of panic or anxiety.

It seemed as if the strength he showed was hard to move Xu Chen at all.

Zhou Wuya frowned.

Then it stretched out again.

The corner of his mouth curled, and he sneered in his heart: "You can really pretend! When you fight me, see if you can continue to pretend!"

Xu Chen naturally couldn't hear the sneer in Zhou Wuya's heart, but from the other party's expression, he could probably feel the other party's malice.

"This Zhou Wuya is indeed powerful, but if that's all, I want to accept me as a servant, which is so good at me!"

Xu Chen took the initiative to move away from his eyes that looked at Zhou Wuya, closed his eyes, and continued to practice.

Zhou Wuya snorted coldly, and slowly walked off the arena under the gaze of fear or awe of everyone.

at the same time.

Outside the Wilderness World.

People from all major forces also started to discuss it.

"It's another Zhan Wujue. Zhou Wuya's strength is not inferior to Zhan Wujue. Even Ye Wentian is not his enemy in one move. Shi Kong, Ning Shun and others are probably not his opponents!"

"The dark horses in this year's Dragon List competition are stronger than the other. Zhan Wujue and Zhou Wuya, both of them are unfathomable. If nothing unexpected happens, the strength of Zhao Xin and Huangfu Ling is also extremely terrifying."

"Then Xu Chen is also good, but compared with Zhan Wujue and Zhou Wuya, it is slightly inferior."

Amid the discussions of the crowd, several battles were experienced on the ring.

suddenly.

"Huh? Look, Zhao Xin is on the stage!"

A scream echoed.

Another scream followed.

"His opponent is Shi Kong!"

This moment.

Countless people inside and outside the Huangwu Realm stared at the ring without blinking.

Xu Chen also opened his eyes from the practice.

Shi Kong is one of the top geniuses in the wilderness. Before the Shenglong List competition, he had a high voice and was a strong competitor in the Shenglong List.

Zhao Xin, one of the dark horses on this year's Dragon List, ranked fourth in the first level after Zhan Wujue, Huangfu Ling and Zhou Wuya.

Who wins and loses in the battle between Shi Kong and Zhao Xin?

With Shi Kong and Zhao Xin on stage, not only countless warriors who watched the battle in the Wild Martial Realm, but also all the participants in the Wild Martial Realm looked at the ring. Some warriors who entered the training state like Xu Chen also ended their training one after another, staring at the two people on the ring without blinking.

The noise and the discussion all disappeared.

The needle can be heard.

Even breathing sounds can be heard.

"This Zhao Xin is as famous as Zhan Wujue and Zhou Wuya. He is called one of the four giants by the perverted ones. In the battle ahead, his opponent either directly admits defeat or is too weak to see his strength. Now, his opponent is Shi Kong, the top genius, and he can tell at a glance." Someone whispered.

This sentence immediately aroused the recognition of people around you.

On the ring.

Shi Kong's clothes fluttered around his body, and his breath gradually rose. A heavy aura as if it were the earth and mountains, emanating from his body.

This moment.

He seemed to have transformed into a thousand feet of mountain.

Heavy and hard to shake.

It also seemed like the earth veins that stretched for thousands of miles, still motionless.

Zhao Xin held his left hand behind his back, his expression was indifferent, and he directly ignored the oppression of the breath from Shi Kong, and said in a faint tone, "You are not my opponent. The gap between you and me is like a gap. Give up, otherwise you will lose miserably."

"Arrogant!"

Shi Kong's eyes were cold. The next moment, a heavy aura as strong as a mountain and a mountain turned fiercely towards Zhao Xin. At the same time, he growled and a yellow iron rod appeared in his hand, with complex patterns carved on it.

The yellow iron rod swept through the terrible aura and smashed it out with one stick.

"Peng ~"

The sound of air explosion resounded.

A yellow aura like flame lingers on the yellow iron rod. Each yellow aura is as thick as a mountain, blessed on the iron rod, making the iron rod as thick as a mountain.

"break!"

Zhao Xin raised his right hand, pointed his five fingers together into a palm, and black lightning surged in his palm, which was together with the iron stick.

A puff!

The yellow aura lingering on the iron rod was extinguished like a flame meeting the river. With a thud, the iron rod was as if it had hit a metal wall, failing to shake Zhao Xin at all.

Not only that.

The terrifying counter-shock force made Shi Kong's face change suddenly, and his body retreated uncontrollably. He held the stick with one hand and changed it to both hands. The blue veins on both arms were exposed. The tiger's mouth was cracked by the terrifying force pouring into the iron rod, and the red blood dripped down his fingertips.

"What?"

"One move! Still one move!"

When everyone in the audience saw Shi Kong being shocked by Zhao Xin's move, they were stunned and exclaimed in shock.

Shi Kong struggled to stabilize his body amid the screams of everyone. He glanced behind him and fell off the ring just half a step away. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He then looked at Zhao Xin, who was standing still, took a deep breath, and his whole body of spiritual power was injected into the iron rod. The man and the stick were united and rushed out with an indomitable aura.

Shi Kong was like a moving mountain at this moment, with every step being powerful and powerful. Every step falling was a slight shock to the ring, as if a giant hammer hit the giant drum, making a dull sound.

Shi Kong was very fast and had already reached within a hundred meters of Zhao Xin in a flash. However, at this moment, Shi Kong shouted softly, and a terrifying gravity spread from the center of him and spread in all directions.

Within a radius of three hundred meters, it is covered by gravity.

Zhao Xin, who looked calm and still held his left hand behind him, felt the gravity shrouded in his face, and his expression showed a slight surprise.

He didn't expect that Shi Kong would actually understand the artistic conception of gravity.

Gravity artistic conception is a rather rare artistic conception.

Under the cover of gravity, the warrior's movements will become particularly slow, and low-powered warriors may die by the explosion of their bodies directly pressed by gravity.

Feeling the layer of gravity shrouded in his body, Zhao Xin looked a little serious, and black thunder surged in his right hand, slapped in the air.

"The Heavenly Punishment Destruction Palm!"

As the low shout echoed, black thunder roared out of his palms, like a black thunder dragon swept through the breath of destruction and snatched out.
To be continued...