These two light talismans belonged to the king of power Yang Jian and the soul-slashing sword Dongfangpu.
Yang Jian was stationed at the fourth ring, from the Tibetan realm, and was a famous ancient repairman in the Tibetan realm.
The Dongfang Break stationed at the eleventh arena came from Huiyuanjie, who was also a famous ancient repairman in Huiyuanjie.
One to repair the body and the other to use a tool.
"Unexpectedly, the first game turned out to be Yang Jian against Dongfang Soul."
"I don't know how many tricks Dongfang Soul can block?"
Although the twelve arenas are ranked in no particular order, the unspoken rule of the Menglan Bon Festival for many years, the order of the various arenas is actually each person's positioning of their own strength.
Otherwise, Zhao Tiange would not finally choose the twelfth ring.
"Ten strokes?"
"Difficult. When encountering other opponents, Dongfang Soul may still be able to fight a few moves, but when encountering the abnormality of King Li, Dongfang Soul is estimated to be unable to stop three moves."
"The thing that Liwang likes most is to drop three guilds in one force, and he practiced Buddhism's golden bells. As long as Dongfang Po can't find Liwang's door, within three moves, Dongfang Po will lose."
No matter how you say Dongfang Soul, it is also the master of the eleventh ring. The battle between the two has not yet begun, and the big men and high-levels in the stands have already predicted the victory or defeat based on the characteristics of the two.
"Go ahead!"
On the martial arts stage, Yang Jian flashed with golden light, and his whole body seemed to be plated with gold, and his swollen muscles showed unparalleled strength.
Cang!
Dongfang Po didn't say a word, and directly pulled out the Zan Po Sword that was reaching out.
The huge blade is about two meters long, and the head is raised high, the sharp blade like lava on fire condenses little by little.
Yang Jian was not in a hurry, standing still, confident.
When the volcanic-like sword power condensed to the apex, Dongfang Po shouted.
"Zhanshanhe."
Suddenly, Dongfang Po slashed with a knife, and the Zan Po knife burst out with a sharp light, like a giant spirit sword, slashing towards Yang Jian.
"interesting."
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and let out a low growl. The golden light on his body was superimposed and turned into a piece of golden armor. He squeaked, his left and right hands smashed the light of the attacking knife.
Leaning forward, his five fingers curled into fists, his fists closed, and he blasted directly at the oncoming knife light.
"What a madman, he will become benevolent if he fails."
Outside the court, many ancient Xiu and Buddhists shook their heads, while everyone in the court kept their gazes, secretly watching Yang Jian's madness.
哐!
The horrible voice sounded like a giant knife rubbing against a steel star, and the harsh sound wave spread. Many ancient repairers and Buddhists fell directly to the ground, and more bosses and higher-ups used their magic power to resist the sound waves.
This is true off the court, not to mention on the court.
Yang Jian stared at the dazzling light of the knife, and went straight forward. The fierce light of the knife battered the golden armor, rubbing out a sky-high flame.
"Break it to me."
Yang Jian's fists shook suddenly, and they separated abruptly. The remaining blade light was directly shattered into countless flames and shot in all directions.
Standing in the center of Yi's position, Yang Jian said word by word: "If you give me a knife, I will give you a punch."
boom!
Yang Jian flashed golden light all over, not gaining much momentum, and directly hit Dongfang Po with a punch.
A simple punch, but with a condensed horrible punch, Dongfang Soul's dignified giant knife blocked it, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, flying backwards for hundreds of miles, directly hitting the protective light curtain, and slowly sliding down like a picture. .
Under the horrible fist, Dongfang Soul's arm bones creaked, almost unable to hold the knife.
"Damn..."
Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Soul used his body technique, the sword light like a horse training, attacked around Yang Jian, trying to find the door of Yang Jian's diamond cover.
It's a pity that Yang Jian is like a mountain, and when he hits it with a punch, a mountain falls.
Ten will be reduced in one effort.
After only three moves, Dongfang Soul had once again hung on the defensive light curtain with hematemesis.
"Li Wang Yang Jian, he is not as well-known as it is to meet, it is amazing."
"The fourth place is worthy of the name, but I don't know if I can defeat that arrogant Human Race kid."
The big bosses and high-ranking officials outside the court nodded their heads, cherishing the captain in their hearts.
At least there is a good player like Yang Jian in the Buddhist world.
No loss.
Following the contest between Yang Jian and Dongfang Po, two more contests were held, Wang Ba vs. Yan Qing and Leng Feng vs. Daoxin.
When the match between the two was over, in the fourth match, Yang Jian's light talisman suddenly lit up, and his opponent this time was Feng Wuhuang, who proudly snatched the first ring.
"Finally it's the turn of the three saints to play."
Seeing Feng Wuhuang's light talisman illuminating, everyone in the stands awakened their spirits.
Even Mingde Zhuan Wang, who closed his eyes and chanted in the Oriental Stand, opened his eyes and cast his attention.
"Liwang, let you three tricks."
Standing on the stage, Feng Wuhuang carried his hands on his back and said naturally.
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"it is good."
Yang Jian didn't refute either, putting on golden light all over his body, and directly punched it out.
The terrifying fist strength is highly condensed, with the power of destroying mountains and mountains, advancing bravely.
"it is good."
Feng Wuhuang made a faint comment, and without seeing what he was doing, he directly conceded sideways and gave Yang Jian's frightful punch.
Yang Jian couldn't hold back his momentum, and directly hit the ground with both fists, exploding a deep hole in a radius of a radius.
You know, this is the martial arts stage where the Mingde Runner King, who is in the Wonderland of Lingshan, condenses, the above rules are at least ten million times that of the outside world, otherwise how to withstand the attack of the twelve Buddhas.
If a deep hole in a radius of a radius is hit on the competition stage, it means that a deep hole in a radius of nearly a hundred miles can be hit in the outside world.
"Terror..."
Gu Xiu and the Buddhists figured out this level, and they were very stunned.
At the same time, he felt incredible for Feng Wuhuang's strength.
"Sure enough, the Son is the Son."
Many people sigh with emotion.
In the field, a blow failed, Yang Jian was not anxious, and slammed two punches in succession in golden light. Unfortunately, after the two punches, even the corners of Feng Wuhuang's clothes could not be touched.
"Well, the three tricks are over, you have to be careful."
Feng Wuhuang cracked the corner of his mouth, and a sly flash of eyes flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Losing to Qin Feng five years ago, today is regarded as Feng Wuhuang's playing again. Not only does he want to win simply and neatly, but he also shocks people's hearts.
And Yang Jian, the fourth, is a good stepping stone for Feng Wuhuang.
"it is good."
Yang Jian was reticent, his horrible fist strength gathered once again, and all the golden light in his body was contained in the front of the fist.
An unremarkable punch made people feel that a continent was crushed.
"Terror, this punch can at least penetrate a continent."
The comments from the big bosses and senior executives in the surrounding stands have attracted the approval of countless people.
This punch by Yang Jian at least condensed his life's skills, and he became benevolent if he didn't succeed.
"How will the Saint Son resist, or avoid his edge!"
Many people opened their eyes wide, and did not dare to blink.
"Ah… "
Feng Wuhuang stood calmly on the spot, and only slightly opened his five fingers until the front of his fist arrived.