Seeing the 16-armed Haishan shopping mall, the top 16 masters all heaved a sigh of relief.
Even the main gods nodded in relief, and the strongest main god said: "The human race is finally about to usher in its first failure."
These people are completely confident.
"Are you so confident?" Xiang Nan asked.
Guan Xiao said disdainfully: "Sixteen arms are considered a kind of ability? It's ridiculous."
That Feng Zhan had a solemn expression, he shook his head and said: "No, you don't know the Haishan tribe, sixteen arms are indeed more useful for fighting, but this is not their ability."
"Their ability is that every member of the Haishan tribe is a natural weapon master. Their control over any kind of weapon has reached an incredible height."
"Let me tell you a scary thing. In the early days of the Knights Templar's establishment, in order to train the knights' fighting skills, they also sought out the masters of the Haishan tribe."
"It can be said that the Haishan tribe is the only race that has guided the Protoss."
Xiang Nan thought about it: "Is it so powerful?"
Guan Xiao said: "In my opinion, they are so confident in the Knights Templar that they actually use this incident as a source of pride."
Feng Zhan shook his head and said: "I'm really not bragging for the Haishan tribe. Every warrior of the Haishan tribe is born with an understanding of weapons that exceeds that of any race."
"Moreover, the battles of the Haishan tribe are still divided into ranks. When the Haishan tribe fighters are still children, they must be divided into divisions. There are four ranks in total, from high to low."
"Falling Leaf Flow, a boy from Haishan who has not yet undergone any training, wants to draw a circle with a diameter of 50 meters on the ground, and at the same time someone keeps throwing large pieces of fallen leaves. The boy needs to use weapons for three days. A fallen leaf."
"After three days, when there is not a single leaf in the circle, it will be considered a pass."
"Cutting the rain, the boy also draws a 50-meter circle on the ground, and slashes the rain curtain with his weapon. If there is no drop of rain in the circle within three days, it will be considered a pass."
"To cut off the flow of water, the young man must use a waterfall with a width of ten meters, stand under the waterfall, use a weapon to cut off the waterfall, and cut off every drop of water, and pass the test."
"Jiefengliu, the boy must use his weapon to block the wind."
Speaking of this, Feng Zhan said with emotion: "This is really an amazing ability, even our protoss can't match it."
"Furthermore, when carrying out these classifications, the Haishan teenagers have not received any training, and they don't know how to use Qi. They just use weapons to chop."
Xiang Nandao: "It's really powerful."
Feng Zhan said: "Most of the other ancient races use special abilities to win. When you face special abilities, you still have ways to deal with them."
"But for the hard power of the Haishan tribe, a master of weapons like this, it is impossible to win by any opportunism."
"Especially what Luo Sheng is facing right now is a Haishan tribe, the master of Jiefengliu."
Guan Xiao's face turned cold, and he sneered, "Who are you mirroring? Opportunistic? Are you talking about my previous battle?"
Feng Zhan said: "I won't apologize for my words, because I didn't exaggerate. I have seen Luo Sheng fight, and I know he is strong against the sky, but in my heart, the Haishan tribe is still better."
"Comparatively speaking, Guan Xiao and your previous battles were indeed opportunistic, including Lan Ling."
Guan Xiao suddenly became furious, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she was about to go mad.
Xiang Nan grabbed Guan Xiao's wrist and shook his head.
Lan Ling hugged his shoulders and said with a nonchalant smile, "You think you already know Luo Sheng? Hehe, that's really a big mistake."
"Your world is full of gods and gods, but in our world, there are not so many foolish names."
"But do you know what Luo Sheng is called in our world? Let me tell you, his name is Luo Sheng Ghost King!"
"There are eight ghost kings in the Gate of Purgatory, and the other seven are all self-proclaimed. Only Luo Sheng is a title given to him by the world, and everyone is convinced by it."
Feng Zhan looked serious, and said: "I don't want to argue with you, but facts are facts, and it's okay to be unconvinced. You will see soon."
Lan Ling shrugged and didn't bother to talk to him.
At this time, Luo Sheng and Master Jiefengliu of the Haishan tribe had already nodded to each other, and the battle had officially begun.
It was also at this time that almost all the masters of all races in the lower realms had serious expressions and bowed slightly to the Haishan warriors in the sky.
This kind of scene has never happened before.
Feng Zhan said: "In order to seek the profound meaning of fighting, many foreigners have personally approached the Shanghai Shan tribe to learn their skills. They have admiration for the Haishan tribe from the bottom of their hearts."
"Xiang Nan, I know you are the most sensible one." Feng Zhan looked at Xiang Nan seriously: "Even you, do you think Luo Sheng will win?"
Xiang Nandao: "Speak your heart."
Feng Zhan said seriously: "Please speak from your heart."
Xiang Nan thought for a while and said, "Then let me be fair. In my opinion, among all the known species, none of them can defeat Luo Sheng in terms of fighting skills."
"If it wasn't for my overly strong physical fitness, I would also be no match for Luo Sheng."
Feng Zhan shook his head in disappointment: "Is this called fairness? All right."
Xiang Nan smiled, gestured to the sky with his eyes, and said, "Look, there is no evidence for what you say."
In the air, the strong man of the Haishan clan said to Luo Sheng, "I can give up forty times of giving way. Between you and me, it's a direct confrontation."
No one expressed surprise, and everyone thought it didn't matter.
Letting go or not, the result is the same, and the Haishan people will not fail.
Luo Sheng said: "Your aura is very strong. Xiang Nan said that there will be stronger people than humans here. It seems that he didn't lie completely."
"However, you lack the basic respect for a strong person, so you are not strong enough."
Hearing that, the Haishan master nodded solemnly and said: "I apologize to you, I didn't think carefully, then let's start with forty moves."
Luo Sheng stood motionless on the spot and said, "Please."
The master of the Haishan clan shook all sixteen arms at the same time.
The sixteen big sticks disintegrated one after another and turned into different weapons. It turned out that these weapons were not sticks, but protective layers similar to scabbards and scabbards.
And those sixteen weapons, in pairs, were divided into eight categories.
They are: stick, whip, spear, hammer; knife, sword, axe, halberd.
As for Luo Sheng, he only has a pair of arms, but so far, his long knife has not been unsheathed.
The Haishan clan expert first came to Luo Sheng, and tentatively chopped a big halberd towards Luo Sheng.
The halberd has the three characteristics of a stick, a spear, and a knife at the same time, and can be chopped, chopped, and stabbed.
With this move, Xiang Nan saw the way.
It is indeed very strong. The sea-mountain master's seemingly random chop, no matter the angle, strength, or speed, is perfect.
The most commendable thing is that he also left enough room for himself to change his moves. In this kind of attack, no matter what defense or counterattack the enemy makes, the seamount master has the possibility to change his moves temporarily. There can be countless routes with a halberd, but there is no doubt that the one chosen by the seamount master is the most flexible of all routes.