Collection of Worlds

Thinking of this, Yunyang looked around, and Liu Ling gathered with those one-star fighters as expected.

"Brother Liu, don't you say we are going to challenge, leave it to us" Yun Hai, Yun Yue, Yun Gang

Among the three one-star fighters, apart from Nalan Yanran, they are in the limelight, and they are also candidates for the championship.

"Okay, no matter whether it can be done or not, as long as you are willing to challenge, no one will give you a Baicao Pill afterwards."

"Baicao Pill?" The three of them were surprised, Baicao Pill is considered a high-quality product among first-grade pills, and it can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the cultivation base, which is just suitable for them to use.

How did this Yunyang offend him and make him bleed profusely.

"Brother Liu, don't worry, for this big competition, I have worked hard to practice mystic-level fighting skills, and I will definitely help you teach this guy a good lesson and help you vent your anger," Yun Hai said confidently.

"That's right, a kitchen helper had some good luck and became a fighter. Unfortunately, without high-level fighting skills, a three-star fighter is still an ant," Yun Gang said disdainfully.

Yun Yue has a cold personality and is not good at talking, but his cold eyes are full of fighting spirit: "I will fight with all my strength."

"Hahaha, okay, the three brothers make a move, naturally it's effortless, Yunyang, you still want to fight with me, it's too early." Liu Ling's resentful eyes went straight to Yunyang, just in time to meet Yunyang Yang's eyes.

"Hmph, just wait and see"

Because the distance was too far, Yunyang didn't know what they were talking about, but seeing Liu Ling's unbeaten look, he knew that he definitely didn't have a good idea.

At this moment, the competition on the field came to an end, and the competition between the eighth and ninth dans of fighting spirit was basically over.

Yun Gang jumped onto the stage

"No.4, Yungang, challenge first"

Everyone was in an uproar, "The good show has begun"

"Finally someone challenged me." Yunyang moved and came to the arena, with layers of phantoms behind him, the visual effect was very scary.

Yun Gang's face was a little unnatural: "Shenfa fighting skills, he is still practicing body fighting skills?"

Among the fighting skills, agility fighting skills are very difficult to practice, and they are much more precious than attack and defense fighting skills, and they are also very rare, so there are even fewer fighters who can do agility fighting skills at the fighter level. Teachers may not.

"Let's do it." Yunyang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he directly challenged him: "Otherwise you won't have a chance."

"Arrogance" Yun Gang's anger rose in an instant: "Accept the move, Black Stone Fist"

The Black Stone Fist, a high-level fighting skill of the Huang rank, is fierce, simple and explosive.

Black light flowed above Yun Gang's fists, as if wearing a layer of black iron gloves.

"A reckless man" what Yunyang is most afraid of is this kind of reckless attack, no matter how high the attack power is, what's the point if he can't hit.

The iron fist bombarded Yunyang's body, and there was no violent collision as imagined. As soon as the fist passed through, it seemed to hit the air.

"No, it's an afterimage!"

Yellow rank advanced silver spirit step

"The attack strength is enough, but unfortunately, the speed is too slow." Yun Gang didn't react, he just felt his neck tighten. Yunyang had already come to him, and his right hand tightly clasped his neck, lifting him up completely. up.

There was a constant burning sensation on his neck, like lava, which could penetrate his throat at any time.

"Advanced Yellow Rank, Red Flame Claw"

This high-level yellow fighting skill collected from the red turkey showed absolute crushing in Yunyang's hands.

"I... lost" Although he was unwilling, Yun Gang had no strength to fight back at this moment.

Grand Elder Yun Leng announced: "Yunyang wins, the ranking remains unchanged, and the game continues."

With one move, one move defeated the fourth-ranked Yun Gang. Both Yun Yue and Yun Hai were a little shaken. This kind of strength is too terrifying.

They are very familiar with Yunhai, and they have fought against each other before, and they are evenly matched. Although they are confident that they can win in battle, they can't control the enemy with one move like Yunyang.

For a while, no one shot, and the arena fell into silence.

"The old man asks three times according to the usual practice. If there is no challenge after the three times, the ranking of this competition will be determined." Seeing that no one challenged for a long time, Yun Ling began to ask a question as a matter of routine.

"Is there anyone who wants to challenge on stage?"

No one answered the first time, everything else was almost done, only these fighters were left, but Yunyang's one move was too scary, it seemed that he didn't intend to make a move.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge on stage?"

Liu Ling's eyes on the stand were about to burst into flames: "These trash are really useless."

He is a disciple of Pill King Furuhe, and Furukawa is a guest minister, Liu Ling can only be regarded as half a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, so he does not need to participate in the big competition, but in fact he is a pharmacist, his combat power is not very good, and he can only get what he wants if he goes up disgrace.

The field fell into silence again, and Yun Leng didn't wait any longer when he saw this. Yunyang's strength was unfathomable, and it was normal for the remaining children not to dare to challenge.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge on stage?"

As soon as the third voice fell, a beautiful figure had already arrived on the ring.

"Nalan Yanran, ask Brother Yun for advice"

"The young suzerain? The young suzerain made a move?" The highlight of the competition finally came.

Although Yunyang's performance was shocking before, it was a pity that it ended too soon, and he didn't enjoy watching it. As the disciple of the Yunlan Sect Master, Nalan Yanran should have practiced many high-level fighting skills, and the two could be regarded as evenly matched.

In the stands, Nalansu stroked his forehead, this daughter is still too proud.

"Sect Master Yun's high-ranking apprentice is also gone? Sect Master Yun thinks which of the two of them is more likely to win?" The Grand Duke, the representative of the royal family, moved his enchanting lips and looked at Yun Yun, the sect master of Misty Yun.