Congealing Moon Triple Wave, under Jing Yan's exercise, has the power not weaker than ordinary high-grade martial arts.
The Autumn Wind Fallen Leaves Sword, in Jing Yan's hands, is not weaker than ordinary middle-grade martial arts.
At this time, the two martial arts began to merge and sublimate.
The extent of its power improvement is self-evident.
But at this moment, Jing Yan didn't have time to think more, he was about to be forced out of the arena.
"Hey!"
Jing Yan suddenly took a big step back.
With this step, his body has reached the edge of the entire battle arena. A little further outside, it is considered to be out of the battle arena.
Li Tianfu's eyes lit up slightly, he thought that Jing Yan was going to give up.
Victory seems to be within reach!
"open!"
Suddenly, Jing Yan shouted loudly, and the divine light shot out from his eyes.
The crumbling black sword curtain seemed to be injected with new vitality in an instant. The power of the sword glow fanned towards Li Tianfu who was in mid-air, wrapping it in a destructive manner.
"What?"
Li Tianfu, of course, immediately sensed the increased power of Jing Yan's martial arts. His eyes widened, and his entire body vibrated in mid-air.
"boom!"
After a loud noise, Li Tianfu's body flew upside down under the gaze of countless eyes.
"No!" Li Tianfu shouted loudly.
His body fell violently while flying backwards.
"Crack!" His feet finally landed on the arena. At this time, his body was probably in the middle of the arena.
However, under the impact of huge force, although he successfully fell on the ring, but the inertia still made him uncontrollable, and he continued to retreat.
"Sure!" Li Tianfu's blood seemed to be boiling.
"Keng!" The black long knife in his hand hit the battle ring heavily.
A splash of sparks burst out in all directions where the tip of the knife touched the fighting arena.
Everyone can see that the gushing sparks fall to the surroundings.
Amidst the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, Li Tianfu still couldn't stop his body from going backwards. On the ground of the battle arena, a clear white mark was left.
The materials used in this duel arena are very special, extremely strong, not to mention martial artists from the Ninth Layer of Martial Arts, even the innately strong would not be able to destroy it. Unless it is a strong dao spirit, it is possible to forcibly destroy these materials with great effort.
Li Tianfu, of course, did not have the strength to insert a long knife into the ground of the battle arena.
Gradually, his body also reached the edge of the battle ring, and continued to move backwards.
"Ah!" Li Tianfu sighed, put away the long knife, and gave up.
He knew that even if he tried his best, he couldn't stop himself from quitting the arena. This battle, he lost.
The speed of the body's retreat suddenly accelerated. In a blink of an eye, he fell outside the battle arena, and retreated a few meters before he managed to stabilize his figure.
"I'm defeated." Li Tianfu took a deep look at Jing Yan, and the look in his eyes was extremely complicated.
However, he simply admitted that he lost to Jing Yan.
At this moment, Jing Yan, who was standing on the edge of the arena, had a smile on his lips. Immediately, a smear of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't completely suppress it. Blood still gushed out of his mouth.
This battle is too dangerous. He almost failed, but at the last moment, the fusion of martial arts rekindled Jing Yan's hope of victory. Under the urging of vitality at all costs, trying to slightly damage the martial arts meridians, Jing Yan finally managed to knock Li Tianfu out of the arena.
After hearing Li Tianfu admitting his failure, Jing Yan nodded to Li Tianfu.
"You are a terrible opponent, and I am far inferior to you." After Li Tianfu said this, he turned and walked towards the player's passage, and his figure quickly disappeared.
"No!"
"Oh, it's impossible! It's impossible!"
In the hall on the first floor, after falling into silence for about one or two breaths, a huge wave of noise seemed to blow the entire building of the Extreme Battle Association out.
Who could have predicted that Li Tianfu would lose
All of this is like a nightmare. Distorted faces, expressions that seem to be devouring people, can be seen everywhere in the hall.
Even at this time, there are still many people who don't believe that Li Tianfu has lost to Jing Yan, who only has the seventh level of martial arts.
The heavy bet they placed on Li Tianfu is gone!
Many people went bankrupt!
"Ahh..."
Zhao Dengtian in the private room looked crazy, his eyes were red, and he was roaring hysterically.
He didn't know why Li Tianfu was defeated like this. He watched Jing Yan who was about to lose, but unexpectedly counterattacked and defeated Li Tianfu. Zhao Dengtian couldn't accept it.
Twenty thousand spirit stones are gone! That's it, it's gone!
"I don't believe it!!!" Zhao Dengtian rushed out of the private room like a lunatic.
"Young Master!" The blue-bearded old man was also a little absent-minded. He suddenly saw Zhao Dengtian rushing out of the private room and arrived at the area of the battle arena. Then he realized that he quickly shouted and rushed out.
In the Extreme Battle Association, if something inappropriate is done, the result may be even worse. The son of his Zhao family obviously lost his mind at this time. It looks like they are trying to settle accounts with Jing Yan.
The old man with green beard has seen Jing Yan's strength with his own eyes. Although he is at the seventh level of martial arts, it is definitely not comparable to his son. If Zhao Dengtian attacked Jing Yan and was killed by Jing Yan, then he might not be able to save his life. Losing 20,000 spirit stones can still save his life. If his son's life is protected, his fate will definitely be worse than death.
"Huh?" Ran Qi was also in extreme shock.
When she saw that Zhao Dengtian had rushed into the battle arena, she turned her beautiful eyes, and her figure flickered and disappeared into the room.
On the battle arena.
"Jing Yan, you... you can't defeat Li Tianfu, you can't be that strong. You must have used some means. You despicable bastard, you caused me to lose 20,000 spirit stones, 20,000 spirit stones! I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Dengtian's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Jing Yan, holding a long sword in his hand, and fiercely stabbed at Jing Yan.
"Looking for death!" Jing Yan shouted in a low voice.
The sword screen swept towards Zhao Dengtian directly.
Even now, Jing Yan's martial arts meridian is damaged, so he can't use too much vitality. However, Zhao Dengtian is not comparable. The black sword curtain swept across, and Zhao Dengtian flew out directly, without any room for resistance.
Zhao Dengtian, who was at the seventh level of martial arts, fell out of the ring like a dead dog with a 'slap'.