Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

Originally, Yu Feixian wanted to choose to challenge Guihai Yidao, and start a contest between swordsmen.

But under the intervention of his teammates, he still chose to pick the soft persimmon to pinch.

Duan Tianya and Yuhuatian have almost the same number of routes, they both take weird routes, and Yu Feixian has sufficient experience in this.

Not surprisingly, Yu Feixian won.

Two of the four challenges were won, and the rest were hard nuts to crack.

Meng Chixing couldn't see it, such a challenge was like a waste of time.

He directly transmitted the sound transmission: "Tuoba Muye, you go to challenge Lin Beiwang, Yu Feixian, you come to challenge Guihai Yidao. Let's fight quickly!"

Tuoba Muye and Yu Feixian's eyes lit up. These two opponents happened to be the ones he wanted to challenge.

Since Yu Feixian had just fought a battle, Tuoba Muye stood up first and said, "I want to challenge Lin Beiwang."

The sound was not like a human could make, it was almost like beating a drum, and it made the ears buzzing.

Ye Gucheng said in surprise, "Muye, you."

Tuoba Muye stopped Ye Gucheng's words and looked at Meng Chixing.

Only then did Ye Gucheng understand that everything was the meaning of Meng Chixing, so he had nothing to say.

Indeed, as long as Lin Beiwang is still there, even if he succeeds in challenging others, it will still be meaningless in the end.

Lin Beiwang originally thought that he could watch the show easily, but he didn't expect to appear in it.

Looking at Makino's figure, he was so big that he had to look up to see his face.

It's really distressing.

After everyone had spoken, Lin Beiwang didn't hesitate, he jumped off the palace wall and came to the arena, waiting for Tuoba Muye to come over.

"Hahaha, refreshing!" Tuoba Muye also jumped off the palace wall, and the ground seemed to shake slightly.

Doesn't this guy need to relieve himself?
The black thread on everyone's head.

The two stood still in the ring, Lin Beiwang stood opposite Tuoba Muye like a seven or eight-year-old child looking at adults.

The difference in stature is too big.

The giant blade held by Tuoba Muye alone was the same height as Lin Beiwang, nearly 1.8 meters.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the two referees in the air gave an order: "Start."

Lin Beiwang moved and attacked first.

Chasing the wind and catching the shadows started, and kicked towards Tuoba Muye with a kick of strong grass in the wind.

Seeing Lin Beiwang attacking, Tuoba Muye slashed at him with a knife, and there was a violent sound of piercing through the air.

Lin Beiwang didn't dodge, and kicked the blade directly with his foot.

He wanted to test how his defense was.

Everyone looked dull, Lu Xiaofeng opened his mouth and said: "This guy, why not hide if he can hide?"

Hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing, Lin Beiwang was sent flying with a knife.

Fly more than six feet.

Tuoba Muye was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he met a person who could face him with a sword without getting hurt.

After Lin Beiwang flew out, he adjusted his figure, stood firmly on the ring, and then rubbed his leg bones dozens of times vigorously and said: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

He almost lifted his trousers to check the injury.

But after a while, Lin Beiwang looked like a normal person again, jumping up and down on the ring and saying: "Big man, you are so strong, you hurt me."

It's pain, not injury.

With such a weapon, with such strength, below the grand master level, even if there is a body protected by true qi, if it is hit head-on, this leg will definitely be crippled.

But Lin Beiwang only recovered after a while of pain.

Everyone was stunned.

Ye Gucheng now completely understood where he was defeated, such defensive power was indeed inhuman.

Basiba's eyes brightened even more. This Lin Beiwang is definitely my Buddha's Dharma Guardian Vajra, and he must be made to feel the greatness of my Buddha.

Lin Bei looked behind his back, feeling like he was being watched.

Slightly distracted.

Tuoba Muye's eyes were bloodshot with excitement when he saw that Lin Beiwang was able to withstand his own attack.

With a horizontal knife, he quickly cut towards Lin Beiwang.

When the sound of breaking through the air came, Lin Beiwang took a closer look and saw that Tuoba Muye was like a rhinoceros in Africa, hitting him at the speed of a moving car.

"This bull!" Lin Beiwang sighed helplessly.

The true energy of the whole body was transported to the hands, and the palms were pushed out flatly, and a dragon's roar shocked Baili.

This is the first time he has used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with all his strength, combined with the strength of his upper arms, it is very powerful.

A huge dragon-shaped zhenqi rushed towards Tuoba Muye, and the qi wave surged.

The two collided, and Tuoba Muye cut across with his knife, the blade was also full of true energy, and the blade was radiant.

The dragon-shaped zhenqi was cut horizontally by a knife.

The sword light also dissipated, and Tuoba Muye's tiger's mouth tore open and flew out backwards.

The giant blade was still firmly grasped in his hand.

Lin Beiwang stood where he was, looked at him without blushing or panting, and said, "Do you want to fight again?"

"Hit." Tuoba Muye roared, and slashed at him with a knife.

This time the blade glow was even bigger, nearly 20 meters long, stronger than Guihai Yidao's blade glow.

But it wasn't concise enough, and Lin Beiwang didn't feel locked in.

It looks easy to dodge.

But Lin Beiwang didn't hide, he saw Long Zaitian with one move, and abruptly received the saber energy.

In the air, there was a dragon-shaped zhenqi holding a giant blade in its mouth, and the two were at a stalemate.

Tuoba Muye pressed down, trying to chop the dragon-shaped true energy into pieces.

But Lin Beiwang's Beiming Qi was extremely concentrated, and it was not easy to cut it into pieces.

On the contrary, Tuoba Muye felt that the true energy was passing faster and faster.

In the stalemate, Lin Beiwang had already activated the characteristics of the Beiming Divine Art, and began to devour the true energy in the sword light.

After a while, Tuoba Muye was powerless, and the sword light dissipated.

Lin Beiwang also withdrew Jianlong Zaitian's defense.

"You made two moves, now it's my turn."

As Lin Beiwang said, he quickly spun his body in the air and turned into a tornado towards Tuoba Muye.

This speed came too fast, Tuoba Muye could only block it horizontally.

The blade was wide enough to serve as a shield.

Lin Beiwang kicked Fengshen's leg on the shield, kicking Tuoba Muye to slide backwards frequently.

Fengshen's legs are as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder. Once he is attacked by him, he cannot get rid of it.

Tuoba Muye could only hold the saber in front of his body, unable to change his moves.Just like that, Lin Beiwang kicked him on the knife face, shaking his right hand to the jaws and cracking the palms of his left hand.

Within ten breaths of the 200-meter ring, Tuoba Muye was kicked to the edge by Lin Beiwang.

"Kamikaze howls!"

Lin Beiwang yelled, and kicked Tuoba Muye off the ring with the last move of Fengshen's legs.

In such a big arena, Lin Beiwang was the first one to win by kicking his opponent down.

In the stands, the audience was stunned.

It turned out that the most exciting battle was still to come.

On the palace wall, the people of Da Zhou and Bei Yuan also watched with excitement. This kind of battle was really bloody.

Below the arena, Tuoba Muye still couldn't hold the giant blade in his hand after all, and fell to the ground with a clang, his eyes were a little lost.

He thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect such a way to lose.