Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 101 Wang Chong vs Yi An

For several days in a row, the disciples of the Thunder Fire Sect not only didn't feel any fatigue, but they were full of energy. Almost every competition was surrounded by a large number of disciples. As the number continued to decrease, more and more disciples who were not valued appeared in the In front of everyone.

With every competition, the prediction of the top [-] list also undergoes huge changes all the time, and some little-known disciples are also able to appear in the eyes of everyone.

"Brother Chong, what are these people doing? Your ranking is getting lower and lower. You really have no eyes." The most obvious words were complaints, but Wang Dahu had a smile on his face. There was no other reason. On the Internet, his name was also put on it.

"It's nothing, it's just that I was lucky. The opponents I met were not very strong, and almost all of them won easily." Wang Chong smiled lightly and didn't care too much.

After a few days of competition, Wang Chong thought he would meet some powerful opponents, but none of his opponents seemed to be too strong, and he was defeated with a little effort, which made him unable to arouse any fighting spirit.

On the other hand, Wang Dahu, who repeatedly showed some strength in the competition, was as if made of pure gold, which immediately attracted the attention of all the disciples, and made him quickly enter the list of the top [-] qualifications.

"Hey, Brother Chong, who do you think your next opponent will be?" Standing in the crowd, Wang Dahuhei asked while checking the jade slip in his hand.

"How do I know, but there are two more games to enter the top [-], and the next opponent should not be too weak." Wang Chong said indifferently, but there was some anticipation in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar among the surrounding crowd. The competition on the ring had come to an end. Wang Chong raised his head and glanced, then looked away.

"The next competition, Wang Chong, Yi An, please come to the stage!" The uncle at the pulse condensing stage scribbled on the thick booklet and said.

"Huh?" Not only Wang Chong, but even Wang Dahu was slightly taken aback, but soon a malicious smile appeared on his face, he looked at Wang Chong and said, "Brother Chong, you are so lucky, but you must take good care of it." Take a look at the other party."

"It depends." Leaving this sentence behind, Wang Chong stepped onto the ring, meeting Yi An's sneering face just in time.

"You are so lucky to have met me." Yi An said softly with a serene smile on the corner of his mouth. He had been waiting for this moment for many years, and he finally had a chance to avenge his shame.

"Really? I think so too." Wang Chong raised his eyelids with an indifferent attitude.

The prohibition on the ring was closed before the competition, so the conversation between the two people who did not deliberately avoid it naturally fell into the ears of the bystanders, and the astute people quickly understood that there seemed to be a big gap between the two.

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. In just a short time, the grievances between the two spread in a small range. Watching two people.

The uncle at the pulse congealing stage naturally also noticed this, but he didn't say anything out loud. Instead, he glanced at them with great interest, and then waved his sleeves to open the restriction on the ring.

"When one side admits defeat, or when one thinks that there is no need to compete, the game is considered over. If there is no opinion, then let's start."

As soon as the referee's voice fell, streaks of silver glow rushed out of Yi An's body, enveloping him, and a serious expression appeared on his face again, glaring at Wang Chong fiercely.

Wang Chong, on the other hand, stood quietly on the spot. Although his expression was dignified, he didn't take any precautions. He just released a protective mask.

"Hey, I've been waiting for this day for a long time, Wang Chong, I want to trample you under my feet in front of everyone, and I will be ashamed!"

Wang Chong looked at Yi An who was looking slightly ferocious in front of him, shook his head, and said, "You are not my opponent at all, I could beat you with a shot back then, but now I really don't want to make a shot because you are not qualified to let me make a shot. "

Yi An burst out laughing suddenly when he heard this, but soon stopped laughing, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"You bastard, I want to see if your strength is as powerful as that group of trash said!"

Before he could finish speaking, the formula in his hand had already formed an afterimage. Several thunderballs flashed out, and with a crackling sound, they shot towards Wang Chong. A long silver sword appeared in his hand, exuding a not-so-weak Reiatsu.

Wang Chong saw a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth, he clenched his fists suddenly, let out a low shout, and punched out quickly in front of him, each punch hit the thunder ball accurately, Lei Mang was under the tremendous strength It sputtered away, but it didn't disperse immediately. Instead, it spread out like a big net, enveloping Wang Chong.

With a glance, he saw the movement of the formula in Yi An's hand. It was obvious that he was casting a spell to trap Wang Chong.

"Do you really think that I haven't thought of a way to deal with you in these years? It's too naive." Yi An sneered, and was about to kill with a silver sword in his hand.

Wang Chong didn't say anything, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he made a decision in his heart. He snorted coldly, stretched out his hands and grabbed the thunder and lightning net suddenly, and let the lightning light spread all over his body along his arms. With a low shout, the whole body The person broke free.

"hateful!"

Seeing Wang Chong get out of trouble, Yi An didn't seem to be surprised at all, but his face became gloomy. Holding the spiritual weapon in his hand, he struck out another formula, and a beam of lightning came out from his hand, wrapping around the body of the sword in circles. , with a sharp feeling out of thin air, and then rushed up.

Seeing this, Wang Chong's face also sank, but he didn't use the spiritual weapon on his arm. Instead, he shouted loudly. Two black rays of light shot out from his body, wrapped his arms inside, and punched them.

"Looking for death!" Yi An shouted in a low voice, murderous intent shot out from his eyes, he stabbed with a sword, and thunder flashed.

Wang Chong was not afraid at all, his figure stopped suddenly, his five fingers were slightly bent, and he held them like claws. The black glow surged on the palm of his hand, and he grabbed the spiritual weapon.

Between the black shadow and the white glow, Wang Chong felt a slight pain in his palm, and then he felt a tingling sensation. He saw a tiny mouth opening on his palm, and the defense on his body surface was actually broken.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and when he looked at the spiritual weapon in Yi An's hand again, Wang Chong's eyes became a little more vigilant.

"A middle-grade spiritual weapon?"

"Do you really think that I have never thought of a way to break your body refining technique? This middle-grade spiritual weapon cost a lot of money to get, you should be happy, but the recovery ability of physical training is very strong, But it doesn't matter, I have plenty of time to leave scars on your body, I want to see how strong your recovery ability is."

Wang Chong's face darkened immediately when he heard this. He didn't expect the other party to pay such attention. Sharp swords and spiritual weapons do pose a certain threat to ordinary physical practitioners, but if you want to win and torture him, you have to think too much. easy.

"In that case, let me take a good look at your middle-grade spiritual weapon." After saying that, Wang Chong swung his arms, and with a "chuss", the sharp bone claws that were about a foot long shot out, exuding a cold air. gray light.

(End of this chapter)