C195 First war

Ring Eight.

The first match did not incite much cheers, and the two fought for the time it took for an incense stick to burn before the victor was finally decided.

"The second round is a different case altogether."

"The third match, Yang Tian versus Zhou Baixiang."

One match after another began. All the matches were randomly chosen. During this period of time, there were also a few matches that won cheers from the audience.

"The twenty-first battle, Li Xinwu against Zhan Tianming."

Zhan Tianming became more spirited.

It was finally his turn. He had nearly fallen asleep watching the previous twenty matches.

As for his opponent, Zhan Tianming had never even heard of him. It was only when he stood on the stage did he see a burly, robust man walk up onto the stage.

"Hee hee …" Li Xinwu sneered in disdain.

He had already seen Zhan Tianming's cultivation.

A six star Martial Master.

Seeing that Zhan Tianming only had that much of cultivation strength, he was already worried about one hundred and twenty percent.

After all, he had the strength of an eight star Martial Master.

"Li Xinwu that fellow was really lucky to meet an opponent weaker than himself in the first battle.

"Haha …" At the very least, among Martial Cultivator of the same realm, there aren't many who can defeat him. Furthermore, I have personally witnessed him defeating a 9-star Martial Master. "

"Mn, if I remember correctly, that Li Xinwu should be cultivating the Octane Blast, right?"

"That's right, this is a rather sharp Boxing."

A few Martial Cultivator who knew Li Xinwu started to discuss softly.

In the arena.

Li Xinwu looked at Zhan Tianming with disdain, his mouth wide opened in a smirk, and his hands held each other tightly, to the point that his knuckles were popping out.

"Kid, you'd better scram yourself."

Contempt!

Li Xinwu's eyes were already filled with contempt for Zhan Tianming.

After all, the gap between their realms wasn't something that could be bridged that easily.

Zhan Tianming rolled his eyes at the other party.

Why did he end up meeting a braggart from the very start?

Will you die if you don't act tough?

"Hmm?"

Li Xinwu frowned. He was not satisfied with Zhan Tianming's expression and he was even a little angry.

"Boy, it seems like you want me to throw you down?"

Suddenly, a deep brown Genuine Essence gushed out of Li Xinwu's body, the dust on the stage were all affected by the Genuine Essence and gathered towards him, as if it was a spirit made of dirt, dancing nonstop in the air.

The Genuine Essence gradually condensed onto his arm.

Gradually, a pair of blurry gloves formed.

"The Genuine Essence's armor?"

"It's a pity that it's still lacking a little. The fist armor formed by the Genuine Essence is too blurry, and does not achieve the true effects of the Genuine Essence's armor."

"Haha, that's true. However, Li Xinwu is able to accomplish this step right now. Once he breaks through to the One Star Martial Spirit, his strength will definitely be at the top of his peers."

"Having this level of strength at such an age can be considered to be a pretty good talent."

"Humph!" You all do not know how powerful Li Xinwu is. This time, in order to get the right to participate in the competition, who knows how many nine star warriors he has lost to.

"It can't be?"

"What's not? I saw it with my own eyes. Although Li Xinwu won miserably, in the end, he still won. "

"If what you've said is really true, then I reckon the kid opposite Li Xinwu won't even be able to take five moves from him."

"That's not necessarily true, right? That Zhan Tianming person seems to be representing Lin Shangjun to participate in the martial competition, my guess is that his strength should not be that weak. "

"How about we make a bet? Let's bet a hundred silver, I bet Li Xinwu wins. "

"This... "Fine, let's bet."

"…"

The sounds of discussion rose and fell one after another.

Above the Ring Eight, Li Xinwu was feeling even more unsatisfied with Zhan Tianming's indifferent expression.

Kacha Kacha …

Clenching his fist again, a cracking sound could be heard.

Bang!

Li Xinwu suddenly stomped on the ground, with a boom, he rushed towards Zhan Tianming like a tank, his stomps made the stage seem as though it was shaking, but no matter how hard he tried, the stage remained as it was.

"Get the hell out of here!"

In the blink of an eye, Li Xinwu had already rushed in front of Zhan Tianming.

His fist, wrapped in the brown colored Genuine Essence, struck out loudly.

Zhan Tianming lightly stepped forward.

Nine Dragons Step!

Whoosh! Whoosh! His figure was like a leaf that was blown by the wind from Li Xinwu's fist.

Li Xinwu's punch did not even manage to touch Zhan Tianming's clothes.

However, Li Xinwu had a lot of experience in actual combat. After his punch missed, his seemingly clumsy body suddenly accelerated, like a cannonball, he blew up a gust of wind and flew straight towards Zhan Tianming.

Zhan Tianming still only dodged, once again avoiding Li Xinwu's attack.

Suddenly, Li Xinwu's eyes lit up.

There was a flaw!

Without hesitation, Li Xinwu turned around and threw a whip punch. Immediately, the brown Genuine Essence spurted out and threw out a punch with a strong powerful qi on it. Its strength increased exponentially, and it was as fast as a python swinging its tail.

"Whiz!"

His fist drew out a brown colored rainbow in the air.

Zhan Tianming laughed lightly.

A flaw?

This brother will leave you with an opening?

Dream on.

If it wasn't to stall for time, one move would have made you scram.

After thinking for a moment, Zhan Tianming decided not to fight.

Flash!

With a sou sound, Zhan Tianming instantly switched the Nine Dragons Step to the Blood Shadow Step. In that split second of life and death, the figure instantly turned into a red figure that flashed thirty meters away.

Li Xinwu was not slow either, his feet suddenly stomped on the ground.

Whoosh!

His robust body once again charged forward.

Zhan Tianming continued to dodge.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The figures of the two constantly flashed on the stage.

"Damn, is this a martial arts competition? One is in charge of chasing and the other is in charge of escaping. "

"Sigh, you can't say such words."

"That's right, look at that skinny guy, he's called that. Forget it, no matter what he's called, when facing a strong enemy, he won't deliberately fight head on with the strong one. Instead, he'll display his strengths and use his speed to contend with the strong one."

"But isn't this kind of martial arts competition a bit too boring?"

"…"

The crowd below the Ring Eight could not help but start discussing.

"Damn it!"

Li Xinwu was so angry that his teeth itched. He had already swung his fists like a tornado, but he was still unable to hit Zhan Tianming.

Very quickly, Li Xinwu realized that he was no match for Zhan Tianming in terms of speed.

However, Zhan Tianming's fighting strength was definitely not as good as his.

Once again striking out with a fist, Zhan Tianming was forced back twenty feet. Li Xinwu suddenly stopped and did not attack anymore.

"Humph!" I don't believe that you can still continue to hide! "

Li Xinwu coldly snorted in his heart, at the same time, a plan was formed in his mind.

He could not help but sweep his eyes across Zhan Tianming.