I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

And with the surge of true energy on Zhang Yi's body surface.

All the sizing eyes around him were quickly withdrawn.

Middle stage! Even now, there are only a dozen of them.

Obviously, Zhang Yi's identity has also been revealed, one of the third floors of the Supervision Building, Qing Yunzong, Zhang Yi!

There is also a gap between the middle stage of the environment and the middle stage of the environment.

For example, the nine arrogances who were already in the middle stage of the realm before entering the ruins battlefield, are still one point ahead of the warriors who broke through to the middle stage of the realm after entering the ruins battlefield.

Of course, the specific combat strength will only be known after a comparison.

But there is no doubt that in the eyes of everyone in the square here, Zhang Yi's strength is undoubtedly one of the powerful candidates for the inheritance!

No one dared to disturb, Zhang Yi came to the center of Budao Square.

There are quite a few acquaintances, Zhang Yi muttered in his heart, most of them are warriors Zhang Yi has met in the supervision building.

For example, Ouyang Jue who was the first person on the bright side, Lan Wu who gave him face, Li Tianyi who won the demon-sealing mirror at the auction, Lin Qing who was beaten up by him and so on.

Um?

Thinking about it this way, he had a lot of interactions with many of them.

Lan Wu, Lin Qing, Su Meier.

In just three months, Zhang Yi had a relationship with them.

Among them, the most special one is undoubtedly Ouyang Jue, the overlord of spears.

at this time,

His eyes were drooping slightly, holding a spear in his right hand, and he was resting with his eyes closed.

And there was no one around him.

Obviously, the cultivation base in the late stage of the realm makes no one around dare to approach.

And Zhang Yi also stood still, waiting patiently.

And time passed quickly while Zhang Yi was waiting, and in the blink of an eye, most of the day passed.

During this time, warriors continued to come to Martial Arts Square to participate in the final inheritance battle.

Su Meier and Wang Heng also arrived during this period.

There are more and more martial artists here, but they are still silent, obviously a tacit understanding.

It's just that everyone can detect that an atmosphere that is getting more and more solidified is gradually brewing.

At a certain moment, Zhang Yi opened his eyes and looked towards the Martial Arts Square in front of him. There was a trace of fire in those black eyes.

here we go.

Zhang Yi said something in his heart.

Boom!

At this moment, the ground suddenly began to tremble.

But the faces of all the warriors present were calm, which was obviously not surprising, but the fiery eyes still showed that their hearts were not as calm as they appeared.

In front of Martial Dao Square, the ground began to bulge, and when a dull sound spread around, a huge dark golden ring rose up from the ground.

On the arena, there are countless complicated runes outlined, and the runes shone with a faint light, blending with the dark golden arena as if it were a natural one.

And behind the arena, there are eight stone pillars rising up.

With the appearance of these eight stone pillars, Zhang Yi felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly became tense. The eyes of many warriors were full of longing, and the eyes that looked at others were also filled with coldness and killing intent. .

The beam of light inherited from the Eight Paths seems to be causing a bloodbath.

Zhang Yi sighed in his heart.

Only a truly strong person who defeats others in the arena, making others dare not challenge again, can firmly occupy a stone pillar of inheritance.

Of course, if you face continuous challenges, you will have extra time to recover.

While Zhang Yi was thinking, the atmosphere in this area was still stalemate, and the real opportunity for inheritance was in front of him, but everyone dared not be the first to step forward, and the situation fell silent for a while.

But Zhang Yi knows that this kind of stalemate will definitely not last for too long

As Zhang Yi expected.

After a few minutes of this peaceful situation, someone moved.

Ouyang Jue opened his slightly drooping eyes, held the spear firmly with his right hand, and walked towards the ring.

After entering the arena, Ouyang Jue turned around and looked directly at the many warriors, pointing to one of the stone pillars and said calmly, I want the position of the inheritance stone pillar. If anyone refuses to accept it, come up and fight.

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Jue stood on the ring and waited.

And the many martial artists below did not dare to step forward to stop them as their eyes flickered.

Three minutes later, Ouyang Jue laughed, and then his figure flickered, and he sat on the stone pillar he had chosen.

As Ouyang Jue sat down, under the stone pillar, the carved texture gradually became brighter, and finally formed a pattern of a spear.

The Stone Pillar of the Eight Paths is already one of them.

When the atmosphere on the scene became more solidified, a chuckle suddenly spread in the field.

immediately,

A snow-white long sword fell from the sky and stuck straight into the ring.

In a flash, Zhang Yi flew across the air and stepped onto the ring.

Then he turned to look at the people below, pointed to a stone pillar and said, I want that inheritance.

Following Zhang Yi's words, a thick true essence exploded from his body, and blue lines appeared on his chest and back.

No matter what, Zhang Yi wanted to go to the arena to snatch the inheritance of swordsmanship, so it didn't matter sooner or later, so Zhang Yi chose to be the second to stand on the arena.

Feeling the sense of oppression brought by the tyrannical essence and flesh, everyone's expressions changed.

His cultivation base is still in the middle stage, but the handsome man in front of him is actually a body-training martial artist!

The majestic vitality emanating from the body and the oppressive feeling brought by the body made many people look embarrassed and felt very troublesome.

Zhang Yi didn't use his late stage cultivation.

People, you still have to hide your hand.

After all, the process is not important, the outcome is the key.

Anyway, the cultivation in the middle stage of the realm is enough, so there is no need to expose more.

in the crowd,

There were two people staring at Zhang Yi on the ring with embarrassing faces.

Both of them are sword cultivators.

And there is only one kendo inheritance!

But the combat power shown by Zhang Yi is really tricky.

Swordsmen in the middle stage of the realm are not terrible, but if you add a body-training warrior, the degree of danger will increase exponentially.

After all, the biggest shortcoming of a swordsman is weak defense.

But if this short board is filled, it will be very scary.

After hesitating for a while, one of them gritted his teeth fiercely and stepped onto the ring in a flash. Although he was only 20% sure of winning, he still decided to give it a go.

A swordsman is supposed to go forward relentlessly, if he retreats now, what else can he use to cultivate his sword? What else can he use to maintain his brave and diligent Dao heart?

I'm Liu Yuan, please enlighten me.

He was one of the geniuses Zhang Yi met on the third floor of the surveillance building.

He was the only mid-level swordsman before entering the ruins battlefield.

It's easy to say.

Zhang Yi smiled heartily, and then he held the hilt of the long sword inserted into the ring with one hand, and his momentum suddenly changed.

A battle is about to begin.