The young man looked at Ye Ming with great interest. He was not very old, at most fourteen years old, or even only thirteen years old. When Ye Ming was this old, he was only a second-level warrior, but he was already a first-level warrior. The boy is not handsome, but he always has a smile on his round face and is very kind.
"Haha, I have met this senior brother. My name is Hong Shang, a disciple of Tongtian Shentu." The young man introduced himself with a smile.
Ye Ming nodded: "Dong Qi College, Ye Ming. It's enviable that Brother Hong can worship the gods."
Hong Shang touched his head and said: "Brother, thank you. I am actually very weak in the Divine Land, and the senior brothers all like to bully me. I heard by chance that there is a Qianlong Ranking, so I came to join in the fun, hoping to get the first place. One, earn some pocket money.”
Speaking of this, he smiled and said: "We in Tongtian Shentu act openly and aboveboard. I have something to tell my senior brother. Those princes and saint sons were very polite to me. They collected 50 million Wuzun coins and asked me to terminate senior brother's The road to the Qianlong Ranking. In other words, I must at least beat my senior brother to the point where he cannot participate in the subsequent games to complete the task."
Ye Ming narrowed his eyes: "If I can't participate in the subsequent missions, I won't be able to get on the Hidden Dragon List, 50 million! They are really willing to spend money!"
Hong Shang scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, 50 million is too tempting, I have already agreed. So I will offend Senior Brother Ye next, but Senior Brother, don't worry, I won't do anything harsh, let alone hurt Senior Brother the foundation of.”
Ye Ming smiled "hehe": "Brother Hong is so straightforward, but I still don't like you very much! It's not easy for you to defeat me. It's useless to talk more, let's see the real deal with you!"
Hong Shang shrugged: "Although senior brother has won consecutive battles, I think senior brother is not as strong as me. I hope senior brother will not make unnecessary struggles. It would be bad if I accidentally hurt senior brother."
Ye Ming was too lazy to say anything more. He showed his dragon armor sword. This time, Beiming did not suppress his strength.
Zhang Heng in the audience immediately recognized the opportunity and shouted: "Hong Shang, the number one genius in Tongtian Divine Land, is fighting against Ye Ming, a nobody from Oriental College. I bet 110 million, and I will pay Ye Ming to win! The odds are unprecedented. Bet one and get two! Come and place your bet, if you’re late, you won’t have a chance!”
"No way? 110 million! And you dare to bet that a disciple from a small college will win? Is this guy out of his mind?" No matter it is a low cultivation level or a high cultivation level, whether it is a Martial Lord or a Martial Saint , came to place their bets one after another.
Lose two for one, this money is so profitable! They have strong confidence in the successors of Shentu. This feeling is very intuitive, just like a tiger versus a goat. They believe that the goat will definitely lose and the tiger will definitely win. In the eyes of everyone, no matter how talented Ye Ming is, no matter how many games he has won before, as long as he meets someone from the Divine Land, his good luck has come to an end.
"I bet three million!"
"I bet five million!"
"I'll do it, I'll do it, eight million!"
The people present were all wealthy people, and they placed bets one after another. Over there, Ye Ming and Hong Shang haven't taken action yet, but their 110 million gambling money has already been spent.
Hong Shang was stunned. Someone actually bet on Ye Ming to win, and even offered an astonishing 110 million. Is he crazy
Ye Ming said lightly: "You can't get 50 million. However, I will make 110 million because of you!"
Hong Shang said calmly: "Really?" He was holding a short stick in his hand. The stick was about one meter long, two fingers thick, and covered with black scales.
He crossed his short stick with his left arm to form a cross, looked serious, and said: "As my senior brother said, we have the real seal under our hands, please!"
Ye Ming immediately stabbed out with a sword. This sword was not fast, but it contained the special artistic conception of Liangyi Sword.
The stick turned into a black light, intertwined with Ye Ming's sword light, and made a dull sound. As soon as he touched the stick, Ye Ming felt that the stick was actually soft! Incomparably tough, the sword cuts continuously, and can be twisted at will during battle, changing the direction of attack, making it difficult to defend against.
"Woo!"
The soft stick whizzed, twisted like a snake, and pointed at the acupoint on Ye Ming's wrist.
"Acupoint tapping martial arts?" Ye Ming was startled, raised his sword, and separated the soft stick.
As soon as both sides started fighting, they knew they had encountered a powerful enemy, so they did not dare to be careless and made their moves very cautiously.
In the first ten moves, they were testing each other. After ten moves, Ye Ming's sword power changed drastically, and he strangled with the Four Elephant Sword Technique. The Four Elephant Sword Technique is derived from the Liang Yi Sword Technique, and is several times more powerful than the Liang Yi Sword Technique! And Hong Shang's soft stick also began to shrink freely, sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes thin, sometimes thick, unpredictable, giving Ye Ming a headache.
In Hong Shang's hand, the soft stick was like an extended arm, much more flexible than a long sword. It was like a black snake, ready to bite anyone at any time. No matter how sharp Ye Ming's sword was, it was suppressed and had difficulty gaining the upper hand.
"Senior brother's swordsmanship is amazing, and I admire it." Hong Shang said with a smile, "In that case, I will change my marksmanship to make fun of my senior brother."
As he finished speaking, the soft stick suddenly shook and became straight, as hard as iron, and one end also became sharp, turning into a spear. Hong Shang gave a soft drink, and the sky filled with spear light pierced Ye Ming. Every shot was full of power, like a poisonous dragon, fast, cruel, and extremely powerful.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
In an instant, the two sides fought countless times, and Ye Ming was shocked to the point that his arms were numb and his heart was shocked. What's even more shocking is Hong Shang. His strength exceeds 300,000 kilograms, but he still falls behind against Ye Ming! More importantly, he is a first-grade warrior, while Ye Ming is only a sixth-grade warrior! The difference between the two sides is five small realms.
"Dragon Dances!"
A disturbing situation arose in Hong Shang's heart, that emotion was called jealousy. So he shouted loudly, his energy flew into the sky, his body rose into the air, and billions of spears erupted, swooping down towards Ye Ming, unstoppable. The dense gun light enveloped the entire arena. Ye Ming could not avoid it and could only fight hard.
He roared wildly, and the Bridge of Gangjin rushed out of the body, doubling his strength. In an instant, he thrust out hundreds of swords, each sword leaving Gang Jin in the air. In an extremely short period of time, he carved a magic circle in the air, the Four Elephants Killing Formation!
The gun light exploded, and the patterns of the Four Elephant Killing Formation lit up, like the sun at noon, piercing people's eyes.
"Boom boom boom!"
With each shot, the Four Elephants Killing Formation made a loud noise, and a terrifying wave of air spread out in all directions, forming a terrifying shock wave. The sound of explosions rang out repeatedly, shocking the spectators to retreat one after another, and many disciples covered their heads. ear.
"Is this still a warrior-level battle? Even senior brother can't make such a big noise, right?" Someone said in surprise, "It seems that it is not easy for Hong Shang to defeat Ye Ming!"
And those who bet on Hong Shang to win shouted: "Beat him, don't give him a chance!"
The gun light dissipated, Ye Ming's four-image killing formation also broke, and the two fought together again.
The smile had disappeared from Hong Shang's face, and Ye Ming was stronger than he expected. As a disciple of the Divine Land, he actually had no advantage at all. This was something he could not accept.
His body was suspended in the air, and a strong crystal-like blue Qi enveloped his whole body. He stared at Ye Ming and said: "I traveled around the world when I was twelve years old, and fought one hundred and sixty-five battles, big and small, without losing any of them. This time, it was the most difficult battle I fought, so Senior Brother Ye, next I want to Use the strongest moves to deal with you. If this hurts my senior brother, I will deeply regret it!"
"Okay, I'll wait and see!" Ye Ming held the dragon armor sword tightly, with an ethereal charm on his body, and he finally used his sword intention.
"Sky-Breaking Spear, please advise!"
"Silk!"
The tip of the spear broke through the void and arrived in front of Ye Ming in a thousandth of an instant. At the last moment, Ye Ming's sword moved.
"Ding!"
There was a scream, and at the moment when the gun and sword were handed over, the gun head suddenly stretched and twisted, and pierced Ye Ming's eyes like a poisonous snake.
Ye Ming stepped on the magic step and narrowly avoided it. At the same time, he fired continuously with his left hand and hit the tip of the gun with the fingering technique of breaking the formation.
The tip of the spear vibrated and he shrank back. Ye Ming's long sword moved straight forward, and the sword gave birth to talismans. One after another, the four-image killing array was constantly being created and annihilated under Ye Ming's exquisite swordsmanship.
Soon another hundred moves passed, and Hong Shang was already a little anxious. If he doesn't win, the half-hour limit will be reached, in which case it can only be considered a draw. If it's a draw, he won't get the 50 million Wuzun coins. "
"The poisonous dragon stabs the sky!"
"The dragon swallows the sun!"
"Youlong Poyue!"
Hong Shang's marksmanship changed, and he launched a series of killing moves. The spear was like a violent storm, bombarding him from all directions. Under such a violent attack, Ye Ming also felt strenuous. His four-image swordsmanship was weak on the left and right, and he was forced to switch from offense to defense.
The sword light was completely suppressed, and the sky full of gun light obscured the arena, making Ye Ming almost invisible.
"Alas! We are going to lose." Someone sighed, "It is rare for a genius to be able to compete with the disciples of the gods and earth, but unfortunately, the skills are not as good as others. The disciples of the gods and earth are really terrifying, they are not human at all!"
"Brother, come on!" Zhang Heng was extremely nervous and shouted repeatedly.
Gao Fengxian also clenched his fists and said: "Hurry up and learn the Bagua sword technique!"
Ye Ming's sword intention was very ethereal, and the six-element arithmetic array was moving quickly. He had a seed in his heart for a long time, but he never had the right opportunity to sprout. At this moment, Hong Shang's marksmanship suppressed him. Under this strong pressure, he finally understood something. After understanding this point, his swordsmanship suddenly changed drastically.
Two from one, four from two, eight from four, evolution from two to two, endless! The six-element arithmetic array captured the mystery, and the last layer of window paper was pierced. Ye Ming felt suddenly enlightened and his mind was clear.
"God will do it! Do it with Jian Huanghuang!"
Suddenly, Ye Ming chanted softly, and killed with one sword. The sword light was like the bright sun, the strongest and the brightest, the most holy and the most holy. One sword came out and thousands of swords roared together. Hong Shang's spear light was also eclipsed, while Ye Ming's sword light instantly occupied half of the arena.
"The earth condenses into Kun! The sword of Kun sinks!"
Another sword, extremely heavy, like all the mountains falling together, the sky darkening, unstoppable. The tip of Hong Shang's spear was blown away, and the light of the spear almost collapsed.
"Fire fire is Li! Li Jian is soaring!"
The third sword is extremely passionate, lively, full of vitality and hope. Hong Shang felt a pain in his chest and was cut open. A wave of heat pushed him away and he fell down to the ring involuntarily.
"I actually lost!" He looked confused and stared blankly at Ye Ming as he continued to practice his sword skills.