My Master is Lin Zhengying

Now it's time to admit defeat.

There are so many comrades in this world, how will they think of him in the future?

How should I put it, I am also the number one figure in the Daoist family.

Dong Wushuang quickly made a decision when he was nervous.

You must use offense as defense, and you must not let your opponent continue to suppress yourself.

Because he has never fought against Huang Jie Shizhong.

Perhaps the tenth level of Huang rank can suppress him with aura.

But the strength may not be as strong as him.

He thought of what his uncle said.

The tenth level of the yellow rank can challenge the third level of the mysterious rank at most.

How should I put it, I am also a master of the fourth level of the mysterious rank, right?

Thinking of this, Dong Wushuang gritted his teeth fiercely.

He stared at Nan Chen who came forward.

With hands in mudra, he shouted:

"The Promise Method, Order!"

As soon as the order came out, Dong Wushuang trembled all over.

The color of the skin, as if congested, suddenly became blood red.

Nan Chen also felt at this moment that the other party's blood had improved.

The strength of profound energy has also increased to a certain extent.

This should be a secret technique to improve cultivation.

However, even with the improvement, Dong Wushuang's cultivation base is still within the fourth level of the Mysterious Rank.

In the face of Nanchen's strength, it is still not enough.

However, Dong Xiao who was sitting on the main stage.

As well as the spectators around the arena, all of them were blood spurting.

"The Promise Method? The Dong family's secret method!"

"That's right, I heard that this secret technique can improve one's strength by nearly one level."

"Is there any mistake? Dong Wushuang used the Wuji method from the very beginning. Is this a desperate effort?"

"..."

Dong Xiao, the head of the Dong family, also leaned forward, frowning.

In his mouth, he murmured to himself:

"Has Wushuang been forced to use the Wuji method before the fight?

In the end, what kind of oppression did he give Wushuang? "

Although Dong Xiao's cultivation base is strong, he can't deduce it.

How strong is the oppressive force of profound energy for a monk of the Huang rank who is in a perfect realm?

Because, he and the people around him have never met a monk who can raise the Huang rank to the tenth level.

On the ring, Nan Chen paused for a while.

But then, keep moving forward.

At the same time he said:

"It's useless, you are not my opponent!"

Nan Chen's tone was very calm, and he only wanted to end this challenge sooner.

Because Qiusheng urgently needs the treatment of Nine Cold Nine Leaf Clover.

Dong Wushuang is also the proud son of heaven, a strong one.

Among the younger generation, he didn't look up to anyone.

Now, being so "belittled" by Nan Chen made Dong Wushuang feel a little crazy.

"Boy, don't be so crazy.

The aura just overwhelmed me.

It is still unknown who will win the game! "

Say it!

Dong Wushuang let out a roar.

"what!"