"When did Xiang Nan become so strong? Is he still the same Xiang Nan we knew?" Murong Wanqing and the others exchanged glances, both feeling incredible.
That Murong Wanqing felt that her promotion was fast enough, she stepped into the Tianyuan Realm at the age of eighteen, and became a powerful warrior at the first level of Tianyuan.
This kind of cultivation is absolutely superior to others, but now that she saw Xiang Nan's fifth level of Tianyuan, she felt a deep sense of frustration.
"Could it be that the gap between me and him is really so big, no matter how hard I try, in the end I'm just being pushed further and further away by him." Murong Wanqing clenched her fists, feeling very unwilling.
And the entire Wangxing City scene gave Xiang Nanbao warm applause.
Everyone hopes to see a suspenseful game, not Tianxuanzong's one-sided suppression.
As the challenger, Xiang Nan has already defeated two people. He only needs to defeat four more people, and he will be able to advance with Yuan Meng, one of the seven tigers in the Southern Region.
The elders of many sects are secretly praying, as long as Xiang Nan and Yuan Meng are promoted, they will feel relieved.
The third warrior from Tianxuanzong has already stepped onto the ring.
This man is not a fool, after seeing Xiang Nan's two battles before, he knew that Xiang Nan was not as simple as he thought.
"As expected of the Eighteen Stars of the Southern Territory, there really are two tricks." The Xuanzong warrior squinted his eyes that day and began to walk around the ring, looking for a suitable opportunity to attack.
"Eighteen Stars of the Southern Region?" Xiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, then recalled, by the way, he seemed to be one of the eighteen stars of the Southern Region, and he was still the eighteenth.
While walking slowly, the warrior said, "Xiang Nan, you should feel lucky that what you encountered was a lottery group arena."
"With your status as the Eighteen Stars of the Southern Region, it is easy to defeat ordinary disciples like us, who are not as good as you."
"This kid is using aggressive tactics!" Murong Wanqing frowned, and said, "Xiang Nan is a person with strong self-esteem in his bones, I hope he won't be confused and angered by his enemies."
Sure enough, on the stage, Xiang Nan raised his eyebrows: "You mean, I won with my realm and powerful martial arts?"
That day Xuanzong disciple immediately said: "Of course! Otherwise, is there any other explanation? Could it be that you are born stronger than others because you have four more legs than others?"
As he said that, Xuanzong's disciples threw a few pitch-black rings in front of Xiang Nan that day, and said, "If you want to be capable, you should wear this ring of suppression!"
"You are at the fifth level of Tianyuan, and I only have the first level of Tianyuan! This spirit suppressing ring can suppress your strength to be equal to that of the first level of Tianyuan."
Xiang Nan looked down at the four spirit suppressing rings.
"Don't pick it up!" Murong Wanqing and the others were startled, each of them clenched their fists and prayed in their hearts.
Xiang Nan, don't be stupid!
"Do you know? The realm is obtained by my own cultivation, which is also part of my personal strength." Xiang Nan said.
"Huh..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But Xiang Nan picked up all the suppressing spirit rings, and said: "But I will give you this chance."
"Huh?" The entire audience was dumbfounded. There are such stupid so-called strong people in the world
In front of everyone, Xiang Nan actually put four spirit suppression rings on his ankles and wrists respectively.
After wearing the spirit suppressing ring, Xiang Nan's personal momentum suddenly plummeted!
His realm is still there, but his martial arts strength has been greatly reduced. At least it is the same as what the Xuanzong disciple said that day. Now he is only equivalent to a warrior of the first level of Tianyuan.
Xuanzong's disciple was overjoyed that day, and he immediately demonized himself, turning himself into a half-human, half-bull monster.
This person has the main torso of a human, and some of the physical characteristics of a bovine monster, and he also holds a three-meter-long battle ax in his hand.
You don't need to think about it, you know that the tomahawk must be smeared with colorless, odorless and invisible will poison.
"Xiang Nan, today is the day of your death!" Xuanzong's disciple rushed over violently that day, and the vitality under his feet exploded with a bang, turning him into a huge afterimage.
The shadow flashed towards Xiang Nan at a very impressive speed.
Xiang Nan's body also flickered, after he dodged the tomahawk that day Xuanzong disciple Lunyuan, his left hand quickly cut on the throat of that day Xuanzong disciple.
The disciple vomited, clutching his neck and retching.
Xiang Nan's right hand turned into a knife, and cut heavily on the disciple's heart, only to see that the disciple's heart was suddenly sunken, and there was a bulge on the back.
Xiang Nan withdrew his knife and turned his fist, and took advantage of the situation to punch the disciple in the heart again.
The disciple rolled back, Xiang Nan grabbed his neck with one hand, and pressed him hard on the ring.
boom!
Still the same move, this time the pressure is not as strong as before.
But Xuanzong's disciple still couldn't bear this huge impact that day, especially when the back of his head fell to the ground, he passed out on the spot.
Xiang Nan grabbed his leg and threw him out of the ring.
There was a sensation.
"What is this?" Xiang Nan spread his hands, as if he was asking the audience, or Tian Xuanzong.
He walked slowly on the ring and said, "Are the hooligans on the street fighting?"
The enthusiastic atmosphere of the audience suddenly became quiet again.
"Do you call this kind of thing Martial arts?" Xiang Nan frowned, and said, "Martial arts means rushing towards the enemy and swinging fists and axes?"
Everyone was speechless when Xiang Nan asked, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.
The fourth warrior of Tianxuanzong jumped up.
This warrior is much more powerful than the previous three, not only because he possesses the second level of Tianyuan, but also because his aura is very different.
Xiang Nan knew with just one glance that his fourth enemy should be a ruthless character who has experienced many battles.
"Don't think that you are the only one who has adventures!" Xuanzong disciple drew out a bright long sword that day, and said, "I don't know how you have found a way to be able to compete with the body of a half-demon in terms of physical strength."
"But if you talk about martial arts, you are not qualified to teach anyone a lesson!"
That day, Xuanzong's disciple's body soared and turned into a leopard and half a demon.
This disciple has large patches of piebald spots on his body, and his body lines have reached the most perfect proportion.
With a flash of his body, he came behind Xiang Nan, and the long sword in his hand slashed heavily at Xiang Nan's shoulder.
"It's so fast!" The audience exclaimed, and they only saw a flash of a shadow, and the disciple of Xuanzong had already appeared in another place that day.
This speed is full of the standard characteristics that a leopard should have, that is, fast! And it is the best embodiment of the combination of speed and strength!
Leopard has this inherent advantage. He is fast, explosive, and very powerful.
This half-human, half-leopard disciple of Tianxuanzong gave Xiang Nan a surprise attack.
The entire audience gasped. With Xiang Nan's real strength, it should be very easy to dodge the sword, but now Xiang Nan's physical statistics in all aspects have dropped significantly.
Everyone was sweating for Xiang Nan.
But unexpectedly, Xuanzong's disciple actually split it crookedly that day!