Ancient Martial God

The core disciples of Mengtian Battle Academy may be strong or weak, and those in the top twenty are the real core. Although Qian Fengye is not weak either, in Mengtian Battle Academy, he would be good if he ranked in the top fifty at most.

But Qian Fengkui is different. He is ranked 20th in Mengtian Battle Academy and is the core of the core disciples. He is extremely powerful and is known as the pillar of Mengtian Battle Academy in the future.

The onlookers were very surprised. They did not expect that the Zi Lei clan could invite Qian Fengkui to take action.

Zi Lian's face was tense. In order to ask Qian Fengkui to take action, the Zi Lei clan spent a lot of money and even owed a favor.

"No wonder you Zi Lei clan agreed so readily. It turns out that you have invited the real core disciples of Mengtian Battle Academy." Kunlunzi said with narrowed eyes.

In her eyes, the average core disciple is not worthy of this title at all, and only the top twenty young people in Mengtian Battle Academy are qualified to be called core disciples.

"Where are your people?" Zi Lian said with narrowed eyes.

"Gui Chen, take action." Kunlunzi gestured.

"yes."

Along with the faint voice, a thin young man appeared on the Tianlei platform like a ghost. This man's expression was extremely cold, and his facial features did not even move, giving people the feeling of a dead person.

"A member of the Huanggui tribe in the Kunlun Region?" Zi Lian's face looked a little ugly.

"As the eldest son and grandson of the Zi Lei clan, you have some knowledge." Kunlunzi said with a faint smile.

"I have long heard that the Huanggui tribesmen in the Kunlun Region are unparalleled in speed, but I have never had a chance to see them. Today I just happened to see them." Qian Fengkui went straight to Gui Chen.

boom!

All four levels of space were crushed, and Qian Fengkui exploded with unparalleled power, which turned out to be the condensed power of the eighth level.

At this time, Gui Chen moved, and his speed was like a real ghost. Not only was his speed, but his power was also extremely powerful. It was actually the eighth level of power condensation, and it felt even stronger than Qian Fengkui. The power brought out by the extremely fast speed has overwhelmed Qian Fengkui.

The faces of Zi Lian and others were tense, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qian Fengkui was already at a disadvantage in their first fight.

The strength of the two is at least a bit different.

Boom boom...

Gui Chen and Qian Fengkui fought fiercely, but his speed continued to increase, and Qian Fengkui became more and more difficult to deal with.

The faces of Zi Lian and others are getting more and more ugly. They originally expected Qian Fengkui to win the first game, but looking at the current situation, Gui Chen's speed is constantly increasing, and Qian Fengkui is already showing signs of defeat.

In fact, if Qian Fengkui works hard, he will still have a chance to win, but will he work hard? Not at all, because he is just here to help.

The most important thing is that he has already been paid. All he needs to do is put in a little effort. As for working hard? That's impossible.

boom!

Qian Fengkui was immediately knocked back and fell out of the Tianlei Platform. He couldn't win anyway, so he might as well take this opportunity to admit defeat.

"The Huanggui people in the Kunlun Region are indeed extraordinary. I lost." Qian Fengkui cupped his hands outside the stage, and then said to Zi Lian: "I'm really sorry, I lost."

"Brother Kui has tried his best."

Zi Lian sighed. He could naturally see that Qian Fengkui was unwilling to fight for his life. In fact, he never thought about letting Qian Fengkui fight for his life.

Qian Fengkui said nothing more and sat back to his original position.

"Second game, let's continue." Kunlunzi looked at Zi Lian.

"Brother Ziyang, please." Zi Lian took a deep breath and shouted to the crowd.

"knew."

A lazy voice came, and a young man in ragged clothes rushed up. His clothes were in tatters, but it was obvious that they were the clothes of the core disciples of Mengtian Battle Academy.

"Li Ziyang..." Qian Fengye looked surprised.

"It turned out to be him..."

Qian Fengkui couldn't help but frown slightly. He naturally knew Li Ziyang, who ranked fifteenth among the core disciples of Mengtian Battle Academy.

Although there is only a five-place difference in ranking between the two, there is actually a big difference in strength. If they really fight, Qian Fengkui may not be Li Ziyang's opponent.

Without saying a word, Li Ziyang flew directly onto the Tianlei Platform.

Looking at Li Ziyang, Zi Lian's face was tense, because this was the strongest person he had invited. If even Li Ziyang was defeated, then this duel would be lost.

Looking at Li Ziyang, Kunlunzi raised the corner of his mouth and said, "If you are looking for guys like this, then there is no need to continue this duel."

What's the meaning?

Zi Lian's expression became solemn.

"Gui Chen, let him feel your second state." Kunlunzi gestured to Gui Chen above.

"Second form..." Zi Lian and others' expressions changed instantly.

I saw stronger aura fluctuations surging out of Gui Chen standing on the battlefield. His originally thin body became swollen, his forehead slowly cracked, and a red ghost eye emerged. , this is the second form of the Arrogi people.

As for this second form, not all the Arakei tribesmen can release it. Only a very small number of extremely talented Arakei tribesmen can release the second form.

With the release of the second form, Gui Chen's aura became more majestic and vast, and his body also became extremely strong, and his physique underwent earth-shaking changes.

Looking at Gui Chen at this moment, Li Ziyang, who was originally a little lazy, couldn't help but take a deep breath and then spread his hands.

"Brother Zi Lian, I'm afraid I can't help you." Li Ziyang said.

Li Ziyang saw the previous fight between Gui Chen and Qian Fengkui. If it was Gui Chen in the first form, he would still be sure to defeat the opponent. However, the strength of Gui Chen in the second form has greatly increased. No matter how strong Li Ziyang is, he can't defeat Gui Chen in his second form.

"Brother Ziyang, is there really no chance of winning..." Zi Lian said solemnly.

"If there is really a chance of winning, I will go for it, but now I don't." Li Ziyang shook his head. Unless he goes all out, but once he goes all out, he may not be able to stop, and he may even put himself in danger.

"Okay." Zi Lian sighed helplessly.

"Sorry." Li Ziyang retreated.

Gui Chen was still standing on top, still in his second form. Even Zi Lian and others below felt the pressure of Gui Chen's momentum.

Even Li Ziyang can't beat him, who else can match him?

Zi Lian looked at the people who had been invited, and when those people saw Zi Lian's gaze, they couldn't help but avoid it, unwilling to look at him.

"I'll do it..." Zilong gritted his teeth and was about to release the divine spear.

"You are no match, go back!" Zi Lian stopped Zi Long and glared at him.

"Brother..."

"Dad handed this place over to me, and I am fully responsible for it. Without my consent, it will be useless even if you take action. I will not admit it." Zi Lian interrupted Zi Long, and then said to Kunlunzi: "These five In this duel, we admit defeat..."

There is no point in continuing, because no one present, including Zi Lian, can beat Gui Chen alone.

Moreover, Zi Lian noticed that among the people Kunlunzi brought, there were people whose aura was not inferior to Gui Chen. In other words, even if they defeated Gui Chen desperately in the last two games, they would not be able to win the remaining one. In the end, they still had to win. It also ended in defeat.

"Since you admit defeat, then hand over the Purple Thunder Divine Pearl." Kunlunzi spread his hands.

After Zi Lian's cheek twitched for a few times, he gritted his teeth and took out the Purple Thunder Divine Bead and threw it to Kunlunzi.

Seeing the Purple Thunder Pearl, Kunlunzi couldn't help but smile. After making sure it was correct, he put it away, and then said loudly: "Now, our ancient Kunlun tribe is willing to pay for a Purple Thunder Pearl and a Sky-gazing Mirror. Have a duel.”

"As long as there are people who are willing to pay a sufficient price, we, the Ancient Kunlun Clan, are willing to accept the challenge. Of course, the Zi Lei Clan can also continue."

"If the Mengtian War Academy wants to have a showdown, we, the Ancient Kunlun Clan, would also welcome it. Of course, the value of the items must be comparable to the Purple Thunder Divine Bead and the Sky-Peering Mirror."