I, copying the SSS-level talent, I am invincible!

bang~
Under the overwhelming ice spear attack, a master of the ninth rank of bronze couldn't hold on, and collapsed in the arena in a state of embarrassment.

Immediately after
The sound of bang bang resounded from the arena, and one of the top [-] geniuses with bronze medals was smashed down by the spear one after another. Such a terrifying attack, even the first-rank silver did not dare to resist it.

In an instant!

In the entire arena, Ye Xuan was the only one who stood on his body, facing all thirty geniuses who were all bloody and pale, even though they had not lost their combat power, they were also severely injured.

now.

The way everyone looked at Ye Xuan changed!
fear!

That is the fear of facing a powerful opponent. The boy of the eighth-level bronze is obviously lower than them, but his combat power is so strong that they look up to him. I am afraid that he is the first-level silver, or even the second-level powerhouse. opponent.

"This is... winning!!!"

The audience around the arena looked at the arena in disbelief.

one move!
With just one move, he single-handedly defeated the top [-] bronze medal masters in the extreme arena of the Jiangnan base. Everyone looked at the ghost-faced boy in the arena with fear in their eyes.

"Whoo~"

Here, the host in the field breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the ghost-faced boy with a complicated expression. Is this kid here to kick the hall?

"it is good!"

"Ghost-faced God of War Xuan Ye, the winning streak has reached 50 games, and the silver-level battle will begin!"

"Victory five games in a row, the first game is against Zao Wou-ki, the first rank of silver!"

The high-pitched voice resounded in every corner of the arena, and the many emotional audiences were once again attracted by the arena, and soon
On the opposite side of Ye Xuan, there was an extra silver first-level powerhouse, and he was a master of the real silver medal level.

Ye Xuan glanced at the man opposite, dressed in white, with sword aura lingering all over his body, he was obviously also a genius of swordsmanship.

"[Seventh-Level Divine Ability Qinglian Sword Code]!"

"cut!"

Ye Xuan's eighth-level bronze aura was fully activated, and with a flip of his right hand, sword energy and ice-attributed supernatural powers were all over the sword body, and he used [Seventh-level Divine Ability Qinglian Sword Code] with a slash. The sword struck several feet in front of the first-rank silver man in an instant.

"not good!!"

The terrifying and sharp sword energy and the cold energy were perfectly integrated, even Zhuge Tian in the box on the second floor sipped his mouth, what a terrifying talent, at such an age, he was able to fuse the two supernatural attributes to this point.

boom! ! !
The terrifying sword radiance with the ice attribute cut off the first-rank silver powerhouse in an instant, and before he even landed, he was knocked unconscious by the powerful sword energy and the extreme cold, and finally fell on the ground with a plop. There was a muffled sound on the ground.

"next."

Ye Xuan glanced at the first-tier silver master who was sent flying by his own sword, and he didn't pay any attention anymore, because he only needs to win four more games to get the silver medal.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that after winning the Silver Medal, he will be rewarded for completing the task, and that is what he cares about most.

gudu~
The [-] strong men with bronze medals who left the arena all swallowed their saliva when they saw the scene here. Did that guy really hold back his hands when fighting them?

"Nice job!!"

At this moment, the peripheral cultivators in the arena were boiling, staring excitedly at the arena, the ghost-faced boy was extremely talented, he was an unworldly genius.

bang~
Amidst the crowd's emotion, another dull sound rang out in the arena, and it was the end of the second battle. Not surprisingly, the master of the first-rank silver was also sent flying by Ye Xuan. Although he was not unconscious, However, he still vomited blood and was directly injured.

Game three!
Game four!
Soon, it was the fifth scene, but Ye Xuan ran into an acquaintance.

"The exciting moment is coming!"

The host mobilized everyone's emotions, and his eyes fell on the field, "Bronze-level eighth-level cultivator defeated the silver-level second-level peak with one move, which is enough to show that this person is extraordinary!"

"Ghost-faced God of War has won four silver-level battles in a row!"

"If you win one more game, you will be awarded the Bronze Medal and the Silver Medal!"

After a pause, the host continued, "Next, let's invite the fifth opponent to play!!"

The voice fell, and then a young man appeared in the field. This person's aura was at the third level of silver, but he was not more than 25 years old. This person was Wang Teng of the Baicheng Dabi Jiutian City.

"This genius is an existence from Nine Heavens City. The Tianjiao ranked fourth in this Hundred Cities Competition is named Wang Teng!"

Wow~!

As soon as the host said this, the audience was shocked, and looked at the young man who still had an immature face in surprise.

Ranked fourth in the Hundred Cities Tournament!

This record can be said to be extremely brilliant! !
Ye Xuan under the ghost's face was also taken aback, apparently he did not expect that No.1 from Nine Heavens City would appear here.

snort~
Ye Xuan didn't hesitate, and disappeared immediately. The next moment, he appeared strangely beside Wang Teng, and the monstrous ancient ice soul ability, including his right palm, slapped Wang Teng's heart.

"what!?"

The sudden attack sent chills down Wang Teng's back. Immediately, he surged spiritual power to protect his heart and organize the attack. However, when the icy palm hit him, Wang Teng was shocked to find that his defense hadn't had any effect at all. .

"Pfft~~~"

A mouthful of blood was sprayed, his eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief. The long sword covered with cold light was only less than three inches away from the center of his eyebrows. The cold air and the breath of death made him shudder.

This guy actually wants to kill himself? ?
"I surrender!"

Wang Teng didn't dare to stand up immediately, and directly chose to admit defeat, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Damn, how could this be! !

Originally, Wang Teng wanted to vent his aggrieved emotions in the Baicheng Grand Competition in the extreme arena, but who would have thought that instead of venting, he would be knocked out with a single move, and this bastard's combat power, Why is it against the sky like that kid in Jiangcheng.

Grandma drops!
You have such strength, go find that bastard named Ye Xuan to compare, compare with me, what a fool~~
As he said that, Wang Teng was determined to die at this moment. Without such an attack, the combat power of this bastard was at least comparable to, or even higher than, Long Qian, who was ranked second in the fourth rank of silver.

Inside the box on the second floor.

Kacha~
Zhuge Tian directly held the teacup into pieces with his right hand, and looked at Wang Teng who had directly surrendered in the field, "Your uncle!"

"Fourth in the Hundred Cities Tournament, is that all?"

"What a coward~~"

Zhuge Tian cursed and looked at the ghost-faced boy with a livid face. At this moment, his state of mind can be said to be more broken than Tong Zhan in Jiangcheng Extreme Arena.

The host was a little dazed and looked at the audience in astonishment. Is this the end? ?
Immediately, he looked deeply at Ye Xuan in the arena. This guy's combat power is too strong, "Ahem. I announce that Xuan Ye, the ghost-faced war god, successfully challenged the silver medal and became the strongest silver medal in the extreme arena!!"

"Did it finally work?"

When Ye Xuan heard this, the corners of his mouth curled into a brilliant arc, [Colorful Sky Swallowing Python] blood essence plus [Sword Dao Domain] in hand, it's so sour~~