At this moment, everyone was staring at the ring nervously, looking at Chen Lei who appeared and disappeared on the ring, and Tan Siming with smoke rising from his head. No one had ever thought that Tan Siming would be so strong.
Only Tan Zong, the elder of Hanhai Sect, had anticipated all this, because Tan Siming was his grandson. Others did not know how many cards Tan Siming had, but he knew it clearly.
However, Tan Zong was extremely nervous now, because he knew that his grandson had reached a limit, just like a taut steel wire, which would break with just the slightest external force.
Chen Lei's heart was filled with warning signs, so he didn't dare to stop and take the risk to resist these bone spurs that seemed to be made of gold. This was the first time he felt such danger in his intuition.
Sometimes, Chen Lei even wanted to stop and fight hard, but his instinct urged him to push his speed to the limit, dodging the seven bone spurs like a wisp of smoke.
At this moment, Chen Lei used all his energy to avoid the bone spurs. He didn't even have the time and energy to perform the Green Dragon Rejuvenation Technique. He felt that this was the first time he was forced into such an embarrassing situation.
Chen Lei could naturally see Tan Siming's condition and knew that Tan Siming had reached his limit. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's see who can outlast whom in the end."
At this time, Chen Lei also became ruthless and pushed his speed to the extreme, and the entire arena was filled with his shadow.
At this moment, one can see that on this arena, streaks of golden light are chasing an illusory shadow at such a speed that it is simply unbelievable. Even divine consciousness can hardly capture these shadows.
"puff!"
In the end, it was Tan Siming who couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The huge nine-eyed golden toad martial spirit in the air instantly returned to Tan Siming's body. As for the seven bone spurs that had been chasing Chen Lei, they also disappeared.
At this time, Tan Siming's face was extremely pale, and he looked at Chen Lei fiercely, extremely unwilling.
"Chen Lei, you are lucky, but you still have to lose."
At this moment, Tan Siming's mind moved, and a treasure suddenly appeared in front of him. This treasure was a small emerald green bell engraved with mysterious runes. As Tan Siming's mind moved, it suddenly turned into the size of a small mountain, standing in the air, exuding astonishing power.
“Buzz!”
This huge green bell rang without wind, and the sound waves were like waves in the sea, bombarding Chen Lei continuously. The void was shattered by these sound waves, and the sound was extremely shocking.
"A competition of treasures?"
Chen Lei snorted coldly. The reason why he was in such a mess just now was because he was unwilling to use the treasure. Otherwise, with the treasure in his hand, why would he be afraid of the seven bone spurs.
At this time, seeing Tan Siming taking the initiative to use his treasure, Chen Lei naturally did not hesitate to use his own treasure.
The treasure that Chen Lei used was exactly that immortal cauldron.
At this moment, Chen Lei was holding one of the tripod legs of the immortal cauldron, almost upside down in his hand, and then he swung it fiercely, dispersing all the sound waves in the sky. Then, he came to the emerald bell with great domineering power, swung the immortal cauldron, and used it as a weapon to smash it fiercely at the bell standing in the air.