I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the field, the young man punched Wang Heng's chest heavily, but Wang Heng's body remained motionless, as if what the young man bombarded was not the body, but a mountain!

Is this your strength?

Wang Heng looked at the panic-stricken man in front of him with a slight arc of his mouth, and said mockingly.

How is it possible! I obviously hit you! How is it possible! the young man roared in disbelief.

What a powerful physical body, I am afraid that the physical body alone is enough to beat most warriors in the profound realm.

On the third floor of the attic, the person who spoke before said again.

Is this your strength?

Wang Heng grinned and said, It's not indecent if you come here, you can try my trick next time!

As he said that, Wang Heng took a step forward, and also punched out.

This fist blasted out with the speed of electricity, instantly bombarding the young man's chest.

The young man's expression changed drastically. Unable to defend himself in time, his body flew out of the way, and his chest was sunken in a portion visible to the naked eye.

Peng!

The young man flew upside down, and his whole body was impacted in the distance, smashing a seat there, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although Wang Heng didn't kill the opponent, it was a heavy hand. The opponent's trip to the ruins battlefield this time may end here. If you want to be someone else's thug, you must be prepared to be beaten.

If you want to test it, you can do it yourself. With this kind of stuff, you are not afraid of letting outsiders laugh at your reputation as the arrogance of the Thirteen Kingdoms?

When Wang Heng's calm and indifferent voice spread in the surveillance building, many warriors around who were still surprised by Wang Heng's tyrannical body suddenly became quiet for a moment, and then their eyes became strange.

Some gazes looked vaguely at the tall figure above the third-floor attic, whose body was filled with vigorous and powerful essence.

Lan Wu's reputation is much greater than Wang Heng's. He is eighty-fourth in the land list, and his cultivation base in the middle stage of the land is at the top level in this relic battlefield.

Even if there are all kinds of talents gathered in the supervision building, there are only a few of them who are qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lan Wu.

Such an arrogant person is definitely the most powerful contender for inheriting the beam of light in the battlefield of the ruins.

Therefore, when everyone saw that someone had let Lan Wu go and do it directly, their expressions became amused.

Although fights are not allowed on the battlefield of the ruins, but being so provoked, the other party is still the murderer of Lan Shan, how will Lan Wu choose?

And if Lan Wu takes action, what kind of follow-up disturbance will it cause?

You know, the previous fight between the two had broken the rules.

But in the end it was just a battle between the mysterious realms, like dessert before entering the battlefield of the ruins, and if the warriors of the realm were to end the battle in person, the consequences would be different.

On the third floor of the attic, Lan Wu saw that Wang Heng had defeated the martial artist he arranged with a single blow, his face was livid, and he cursed inwardly as a waste.

There are some means.

Boy, don't you think that I really dare not make a move here.

Lan Wu said coldly, the true essence was slowly circulating on the surface of the body, and a shocking power was brewing inside.

Wang Heng smiled when he heard this, If you could do it, you would have done it long ago, and you still need to wait until now?

It's really a little clever. Lan Wu's eyes returned to calm, he sat down and closed his eyes, I'll let you, an ant, live a little longer.

When Wang Heng heard this, his expression still didn't fluctuate much. He just looked around and found an empty seat to sit down.

And the martial artists around saw this scene and knew in their hearts that the two of them would not be able to fight today.

After all, Lan Wu was still afraid of the rules of the city of relics, and did not dare to do it himself, otherwise it would be too bad if he lost the qualification to enter the battlefield of relics.

As the first confrontation between the two ended, the Supervision Building briefly regained its calm—until a handsome man entered the arena.

Zhang Yi stepped into the monitoring building, looked around, and gained a preliminary grasp of the surrounding situation.

Hmm, are they divided into three tiers according to strength? The warriors on the top tier are presumably those arrogance.

Their strengths are all average, but the one with the gun on his back is pretty good, and it will take some effort to defeat them.

I didn't expect Wang Heng to come too. The tall man above should be Lan Wu. I don't know if the two have fought before. I won't miss a good show, right?

Zhang Yi was naturally curious about the situation he had single-handedly brought about, and also looked forward to the ending.

...

Zhang Yi's thoughts were like lightning, and he thought about a lot of things in just a few seconds.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi got up and walked towards the stairs.

He has seen the top combat power in the ruins battlefield now, and that's all. If it doesn't pose a threat to him, then he can let go.

After all, no matter whether you are clumsy now or not, you will use your real kung fu when you arrive at the battlefield of the ruins.

Since the result is the same, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity where the elite warriors gather to show some strength and show their face.

In this way, when entering the battlefield of the ruins, there will be no face-slapping incidents one after another. When others meet him, those who are not cultivated enough will consciously back down, and there is no need to make gestures.

It is Zhang Yi's demeanor to be submissive to the strong and strike hard at the weak.

Although Zhang Yi also likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but his own strength is already the strongest in the battlefield of the ruins, so if he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, it seems a bit too much.

Of course, he also has reservations.

Zhang Yi only intends to show off his mid-level cultivation, but his biggest trump card, Xiaocheng Sword Intent, is hidden.

Xiaocheng's sword intent is the foundation of Zhang Yi's combat power comparable to that of late-stage warriors.

Zhang Yi started to walk to the second floor, and then to the third floor.

And this move immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing Zhang Yi's unfamiliar face, many warriors frowned.

Although theoretically speaking, warriors can choose each level, but secretly, there are secret rules.

On the third floor, only the first echelon fighters of the younger generation of the thirteen countries can sit.

Does this man not understand, or does he really have the strength?

Zhang Yi went up to the third floor, feeling the discussions around him, and according to the plan, revealed his mid-level cultivation base.

The discussions around him immediately dissipated, and many warriors remembered Zhang Yi's appearance in their hearts, and said in their hearts that they must avoid him when they meet him.

In the middle stage of the realm, the unknown man in front of him is indeed a master of arrogance.

And the warriors who were sparsely located on the third floor of the attic also took a deep look at Zhang Yi at this time, and listed Zhang Yi as one of their opponents.

Zhang Yi swaggered and sat in front of a wooden table in the attic on the third floor, the insight in his eyes gradually faded away.

With a wave of his hand, several wine glasses and a jug of fine wine appeared on the table, and he drank it on his own, waiting for the specific information on the ruins battlefield from the Supervisory Building.

Not long after Zhang Yi entered, another person walked in.

This person has attracted the eyes of many warriors. Looking at the charming woman in the black skirt, all the conversations around him suddenly disappeared, but deep in his eyes, there is a hint of fiery color hidden.

Su Meier,

The land list is sixty-one, and the cultivation is in the middle stage of the land.

But compared to her cultivation, her beauty is the root cause of her fame in the Thirteen Kingdoms.

At this time, Su Meier entered the monitoring building, and Zhang Yi's figure paused slightly without anyone noticing it.

He recalled bad memories.

On the way to the city of relics, he encountered some troubles, and the source of the troubles was the woman downstairs.

Zhang Yi was on his way, and when he was resting in a certain town, for some reason, he fell in love with the alluring Su Meier.

Su Meier, who rushed out suddenly, seemed to have a plan for him, and followed him closely, wherever he went, the other party followed him, which made him a little impatient.

In the end, Zhang Yi deliberately slipped a corner and led Su Meier into the wild, and after a great battle, he got rid of her.

Now, the two met again in the supervision building.

Naturally, Su Meier also saw Zhang Yi. Her eyes that were as dark as gemstones rolled around, but she consciously didn't come closer, but found another seat on the third floor to sit down.

Seeing that Su Meier didn't stick to her as before, Zhang Yi remained calm and heaved a sigh of relief.

Well, is there anything about me that attracts her?

Isn't Su Meier a lily according to the rumors?

What's her plan?

Zhang Yi thought in his heart.

He had a premonition in his heart that this Su Meier was definitely not the one who coveted her own beauty to get close to her.

Although she is indeed handsome, she should have other purposes.

Just what is the purpose?