"Vice Hall Master Wu!" Yang Kai rushed to Wu Zhengqi with a fist.
Wu Zhengqi nodded slightly.
Wei Cheng also came over there, standing still on Wu Zhengqi's left, and the two blood servants behind him followed suit.
Wu Zhengqi raised his eyebrows: "Thanks to the two of you, it is an honor to invite someone from Wu to be the witness of this fighting technique. It is a great honor for Wu, and I also hope that the two alchemists can regard harmony as the most important thing. It hurts the fellowship."
Saying like this, look at Wei Cheng, look at Yang Kai, and then said: "If the two have no other opinions, then the fight will begin today. The old rule is that there are three games in total, and the one who wins two games wins. In addition, weapons are not allowed on the fighting platform, is it okay for the two of you?"
Both Wei Cheng and Yang Kai said there was no problem.
"Well, let the two discuss how to discuss the details. Wu will not be mixed up. Come here today and just be a witness!" With that said, Wu Zhengqi walked aside and quietly watched.
On the fighting platform, Wei Cheng looked at the burly Yang Huai behind Yang Kai and frowned: "Master Yang, you only brought one guard here? How do you compare this?"
Yang Kai smiled and said, "Couldn't it? The rule is that the one who wins two games wins, didn't say how many guards should be brought?"
Wei Cheng shook his head and said, "That said, but Master Yang Dan is too small to look down upon Wei? The guard you brought out of the Blood Servant Camp is not on the second floor of the Heavenly Order. The two lowest around me also have the sixth floor. He can't be an opponent."
"Whether it's an opponent, I've only known it after playing it."
Wei Cheng stared at Yang Kai deeply: "Master Yang, if you can apologize to Wei, the previous thing Wei must have never happened, so that Master Yang and others will not be embarrassed."
Yang Kai slowly shook his head: "Master Wei, it is a good thing to have confidence, and to be too confident is to be arrogant."
Wei Cheng's face sank, and he coldly snorted, "I would like to calm down, but since Master Yang Dan is shameless, then don't blame me as a senior for bullying me. I want to see how the two of you can overcome. The three of me, the old rules, if the first two fights cannot be distinguished, I will leave it to you and me for the final battle."
"Yes!" Yang Kai nodded, "But before that, should we add some color? Or else it would be meaningless to compete like this."
"A lottery?" Wei Cheng was startled, "What kind of lottery do you want to add?"
Yang Kai turned his head and looked at Wu Zhengqi: "Deputy Hall Master, doesn't this violate the rules of the sect?"
Wu Zhengqi said indifferently: "You can discuss everything here, as long as you don't cause death, it doesn't matter."
"Understood." Yang Kai nodded, stretched out his hand to remove the sword from his waist, and held it in front of his eyes: "A spiritual soldier, I don't know if this color head is enough!"
Wei Cheng's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and even Wu Zhengqi showed an expression of interest, and the many alchemists under the stage of fighting were in an uproar.
"Ling Bing, are you a Ling Bing?" Wei Cheng looked at Yang Kai in surprise.
Yang Kai threw the Qingxu Sword to Wu Zhengqi casually: "Whether it is a spiritual soldier, the deputy hall master Wu will know immediately."
Wu Zhengqi stretched out his hand to take the Qingxu sword, took the sword out of its sheath, and waited for a while, his face could not help showing the color of yearning, and after a while he returned the sword to its sheath, nodding: "It is indeed a spiritual soldier!"
Wu Zhengqi had said so, and Wei Cheng would not disbelieve it. He looked at Yang Kai suspiciously, not knowing what medicine he was selling in the gourd.
Wu Zhengqi said in a puzzled way: "Master Yang, are you sure you want to use this spirit soldier as the prize for this battle? This thing is quite valuable."
Looking at this world of divine weapons, if the top ten divine weapons are not available, the spiritual weapons are the best weapons. Each spiritual weapon has extremely powerful power. Spirit-rank warriors have the spiritual weapons in their hands, and there are no spiritual weapons in their hands. The strength that can be exerted is completely different. Although Wu Zhengqi is also a spiritual level, he still does not have his own spiritual weapon. At this moment, I saw that a heavenly pill master like Yang Kai actually took out one, and it was used for it. Those who are lucky, will inevitably give birth to a feeling of violence.
It would be great if this thing was its own.
Yang Kai smiled: "Recently, I'm in a tight hand, except for the things I didn't take out."
Over there, Wei Cheng's expression changed for a while: "It seems that Master Yang Dan is very confident in himself."
Even the Lingbing was taken out as a prize winner. This was not about self-confidence, but not putting himself in the eyes at all, which made Wei Cheng a little annoyed.
"Although I also want to take this spiritual soldier in my bag, it is a pity that Wei did not have something suitable as a color head." Wei Cheng shook his head with some regret. It is a pity that such a great opportunity was missed before his eyes.
"It doesn't matter, I don't need anything too expensive, Red Jade, which Alchemy Master Wei should have?" Yang Kai asked with a smile.
"Red jade?" Wei Cheng was taken aback, "You want me to use red jade as the prize?"
He couldn't believe his ears, even Wu Zhengqi over there was shocked, and he secretly cursed the prodigal son, the prodigal son, how can a spiritual soldier be measured by Hongyu
"I said, I've been a little struggling recently, so only if Master Wei Dan has a red jade!" Yang Kai nodded.
"Red jade... Of course there is."
"How much can Master Wei Dan offer?" Yang Kai asked.
Wei Cheng was a little embarrassed and said: "Two or three hundred thousand? Maybe over three hundred thousand, but no more." As a heavenly alchemist, it is normal to have dozens of millions of red jade in his hand. Wei Chengyuan There were also millions of red jade, but he spent a lot of money to buy something for the fire of the holy fire cave, and only this point was left.
However, let alone two or three hundred thousand, it is really millions of red jade, and it is impossible to measure the value of a spiritual soldier. He obviously also knows this, so when he said this, he was somewhat lacking in confidence.
"Then be 300,000." Yang Kai nodded, "Master Wei Dan takes 300,000 red jade as the prize, is it okay?"
Wei Cheng looked at Yang Kai as if looking at a fool: "Are you sure Wei Mou can take three hundred thousand red jade?"
"OK!" Yang Kai nodded.
Wu Zhengqi jumped anxiously on the side. If his identity as a witness had not restrained him, he really wanted to tell Yang Kai that he could borrow money from him if he lacked money. It's a huge waste.
Wei Cheng stared at Yang Kai deeply, making sure that he was not joking, and then nodded: "In that case, then Wei will use 300,000 red jade as the prize, and ask Deputy Hall Master Wu to be a testimony!"
Wu Zhengqi nodded weakly: "Yes!"
"Master Yang, let's start now?" Wei Cheng's mood suddenly became wonderful when he remembered that he would be able to get a spiritual soldier later, and secretly guessed in his heart that this should not be Yang Kai's own way of apologizing? How else could there be such a stupid approach
A spiritual soldier can also offset his loss in the holy fire cave.
Thinking about it this way, Yang Kai couldn't help but pleasing his eyes a lot. This new junior junior was stiff in his mouth, and he was actually a sleek one. He apologized to himself in a roundabout way!
Yang Kai nodded and said: "Okay!" Turning his head and glanced at Yang Huai: "Do your best!"
Yang Huai clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "I will not let the adults be ashamed!"
Yang Kai nodded and jumped off the fighting platform. Wei Cheng also jumped down with a blood servant there, leaving the other blood servant in opposition to Yang Huai.
"The two are ready, you can start at any time!" Wu Zhengqi glanced at the two on the stage and said lightly.
When the voice fell, the blood servant Wei Cheng left behind turned into an afterimage, and he rushed towards Yang Huai, and in a flash, he came to the front, with a loud bang, the entire Doufa platform shook.
Yang Huai, like an iron tower, seemed to have been hit by a big mountain. His burly body stepped back several feet and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he stabilized his figure at the last minute, and his big hand like a fan of puffer moved forward.
In front of him, a figure flashed away, rubbing his palm around behind him, and another violent noise came.
"Master Yang, your blood servant cultivation level is too low, not the opponent's." Old God Wei Cheng was watching the fierce battle on the fighting platform, and said casually.
Yang Kai smiled slightly without comment.
Yang Huai has only the second level of the heavenly ranks, while the guard left by Wei Cheng has the sixth level of the heavenly ranks. There are four small levels of difference between each other. On this small fighting platform, without the help of any external force. Next, Yang Huai is indeed not an opponent.
In less than ten breaths of effort, Yang Huai was hit more than a dozen times. Every time he staggered and almost fell to the ground, but every time he could magically stabilize his figure and rush back, although It didn't cause any damage to the opponent, but every blow was so powerful that the opponent had to dodge.
Such a contest of disparity in strength should be able to tell the winner within a short period of time, but in fact, Yang Huai's persistence and perseverance exceeded everyone's expectations.
On that fighting stage, Wei Cheng's blood servant seemed to have the upper hand, but he could never completely knock Yang Huai down or knock him out of the ring.
And with the passage of time, a faint blood-colored mist diffused on the surface of Yang Huai's body, which was not obvious at the beginning, but the mist became thicker and thicker.
"This is..." Wu Zhengqi, who had been watching on the fighting platform, suddenly raised his brows, showing a very surprised look, just because he found that the speed and strength of Yang Huai's shots seemed to be slowly becoming faster and stronger.
Yang Huai is burly in shape, his turnover is not flexible, and his cultivation base is four small levels weaker than his opponent. So from the beginning to the present, he has been passively beaten, and occasionally counterattacks have no effect, and he was flexibly avoided by his opponent. , But with the passage of time, his shot speed is getting faster and faster, and his power is getting stronger and stronger.
With a piercing sound, the two silhouettes separated immediately. Yang Huai was bloodied and glared. Holding a torn piece of cloth in his hand, he sprinkled it away and rushed towards his opponent in strides, like a mad beast. Those eyes are all crimson.
The audience watched and exclaimed, this is the first time that Yang Huai has made a counterattack so far, although it is only a piece of clothing from the opponent...
On the other side, the sixth floor that day looked down at his chest, where the clothes were ragged, revealing his soft armor. When he looked up, he saw Yang Huai rushing in stride, and his expression suddenly became angry, urging his spiritual power to meet him. .
It was another fierce confrontation.