The next few games ended in different weather environments. Wang Dong has always been curious about what kind of weather the "shock" flag in the hand of Guihai Sect Elder Changxu represents. However, after several games in a row, Wang Dong was Elder Changbeard was never seen raising the flag in his hand.
As Wang Dong watched, Mace, Zhang Qing and others defeated their opponents one after another and qualified for the qualifying round. Wang Dong was not surprised by this, but an eight-year-old named Naughty Tong from the Thirteenth Sect Mu Zong The top martial artist attracted Wang Dong's attention.
Wang Dong noticed that this naughty boy lived up to his name and did not forget to have fun during the competition. When facing an opponent who was also an eighth-level warrior, this naughty boy's performance was extremely astonishing. During the entire competition, he did not After taking action once, he just allowed his opponent to attack him, while he only defended and defused the opponent's offensive.
Although he was only in a defensive state, the urchin was extremely happy. From time to time, he would even ask his opponent to use more powerful martial arts to attack him, in order to create more happiness for himself.
Therefore, the result of the naughty boy's competition was also very dramatic. Wang Dong discovered that this naughty boy had extremely amazing defensive capabilities. Every move of his opponent was resolved by him without any pressure. His eighth-level martial arts opponent could do nothing no matter what. The naughty boy, after using all his trump cards, had no choice but to admit defeat, which made Wang Dong sigh.
"This is too strong!" They are also eighth-level warriors, but the gap is so huge that the opponent has no choice but to admit defeat. This reminds Wang Dong of Sword Soul's words about realm cultivation and cross-level challenges - there are always exceptions in everything. If Wang Dong himself is an exception, then the naughty boy in front of him is definitely an exception.
After the sixth game came to an end, Wang Dong took out the remaining sword from his arms. He looked sideways and saw that the row of stone slabs on the side of the trial platform had collapsed into six pieces, objectively and cruelly showing the results of the competition to the audience.
"The seventh weather environment, thunder and thunder, invite the seventh group of contestants to come on stage to compete." When the voice of Venerable Fuhai came again, Wang Dong stood up from his position, took the remaining sword and walked all the way to the trial. Run offstage.
"He turned out to be a contestant..." Only then did a female Xiuyu Hall disciple realize that the silent Guihai Sect disciple sitting next to her was actually the person whose name was engraved on the stone slab, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. call. Several people around Wang Dong were also surprised.
"Zhentian Lei... what is it?" When he came to the audience, Wang Dong waited for the changes on the trial stage. However, in his eyes, there was no change in the wind and sunshine on the trial stage, only the exposed area. The original appearance of the simple black stone Horcrux.
Wang Dong couldn't help but turn to look at the thirteen elders in the stands, and found that none of the elders raised the flag in their hands, which made Wang Dong even more confused.
When Wang Dong was confused, his opponent had already stood on the other side of the trial stage. Wang Dong took a look and saw that his opponent was a disciple of the Wuhu Gang dressed in red. The disciple of the Wuhu Gang saw Wang Dong. After moving, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and his expression became relaxed.
"It's Feng Shu from the Wuhu Gang versus Wang Dong from the Guihai Sect!" Seeing the two confronting each other appear, everyone in the audience immediately started talking.
"Is he Wang Dong? Is he the second strange person to come out of the Blade Secret Realm..." Where Wang Dong was sitting just now, the two female disciples of Xiuyu Hall looked shocked again. Wang Dong's deeds had already been revealed in the ten years ago. Word spread among the three sects, and everyone was full of curiosity about this mysterious man.
"Two junior sisters from Xiuyu Hall, the legend of Wang Dong may end here..." After Wang Dong left, a disciple of the Tianlei Gang moved his buttocks and sat on Wang Dong's seat. After meeting two Xiuyutang women, he opened his mouth as if offering a treasure and said to the two women: "If you don't believe it, you can see for yourselves..."
"Brother from the Tianlei Gang, can you tell us why you said that?" The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall was intrigued and asked subconsciously.
Seeing that the beautiful female disciple of Xiu Yutang took the initiative to talk to him, the Lei Gang disciples took advantage of it that day and said calmly: "As far as I know, although Wang Dong of the Guihai Sect is an earth-level martial spirit owner, , but his cultivation is only a sixth-level martial arts disciple, while Feng Shu is an eighth-level martial arts disciple, and he is a Xuan-level martial soul, so the difference is not big."
"Wait... Absolute suppression of levels!" The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall immediately understood what the other party said. She turned her beautiful eyes to the ring and nervously observed the situation on the field.
In the eyes of everyone, Wang Dong and Feng Shu jumped onto the ring at the same time, saluted each other, and each took out their own weapons. Wang Dong noticed that Feng Shu used a hook with a sharp blade, which was exquisite and small. I knew this hook had something to do with it.
After Wang Dong stood still on the ring, the thirteen sect elders raised the small weather flag in their hands, the elder Mu Zong raised the 'thunder' flag, the Tianhe Club elder raised the 'water' flag, and finally Chang Xu passed on the skills. The elder's mouth curved slightly and he raised the 'shock' flag in his hand.
The 'shock' flag was finally raised, and the atmosphere on the field became tense. Everyone held their breath after a burst of uproar, trying to see clearly what the 'shock' flag represented.
Under everyone's gaze, first a bolt of lightning struck in the sky, and then majestic heavy rain fell from the sky. Finally, the black stone Horcrux under Wang Dong and Feng Shu's feet began to tremble like chaff.
"Oh my god...it can't be so awesome!"
"Is this an earthquake? How can we fight if we can't stand still?"
After the new environment on the trial stage appeared, there was a burst of exclamations on the field. Even the trial stage under their feet became a part of the environment that affected the competition. This made everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for the two people on the stage. A sweat.
Feeling the tremor under his feet, Wang Dong was speechless for a while. The thirteen sect elders really tried their best to simulate such an environment... When Wang Dong was trying to adapt to the tremors under his feet, the black stone soul under his feet The vessel actually began to change its shape, and the originally flat surface began to rise and fall continuously, making it even more difficult for people to stand on it.
"Now, the defeat is really getting worse. Wang Dong's defeat is certain!" Before the two started fighting, the disciple of the Lei Gang came to a conclusion that day: "The wind rat has an amazing ability to adapt to the environment, especially to the environment. Adaptation to the terrain, people who have come out of the Earth Flame Secret Realm have all told of the glorious deeds of the Wind Rat."
"That's right, and the Wuhu Gang's martial arts are famous for their speed and agility. Their agile body skills can more easily cope with the ever-changing terrain environment!" Another disciple of the Tianlei Gang opened his mouth to cater to the situation.
The two female disciples of Xiu Yutang nodded in understanding, looking at the two people who kept maintaining their balance on the black stone soul weapon with somewhat horrified expressions.
"It's not good. Adapting to this ever-changing terrain will consume a lot of energy in vain..." Wang Dong warned in a deep voice. He held the broken sword in his hand tightly and turned sideways to avoid a thunderbolt that was heading straight towards him. Only then did he use the steps he used to walk on an edge, and started walking on the constantly undulating and trembling ground.
Almost as soon as the ground began to change, Feng Shu held the hook and jumped towards the center of the trial stage. His astonishing speed and strong environmental adaptability allowed him to occupy the center of the stage before Wang Dong started to move— The most advantageous position both offensively and defensively.
Not only that, the bladed hook in Wind Rat's hand had extremely strong clinging ability, allowing him to firmly stabilize his figure.
"We must fight quickly!" Wang Dong's face turned cold. The constant loss of physical strength made him become anxious. Fighting in this environment, the longer the time goes on, the more detrimental it is to him. He has noticed that his The flexibility is completely inferior to that of his opponent Feng Shu, and it is difficult to get close to the opponent, which makes Wang Dong even more anxious.
"We must lure him here..." Wang Dong's mind changed, and a bold idea came to his mind. He raised the broken knife and rushed towards the Wind Rat without hesitation.
In the sight of everyone, Wang Dong raised his broken sword like crazy and wanted to get close to the Wind Rat. The latter relied on his flexible body skills and wonderful hooks to circle around Wang Dong like a flexible monkey, causing Wang Dong could only run exhausted and couldn't get any closer to him.
"It seems that Feng Shu is going to engage in a battle of attrition. With the infinite physical strength of his eighth-level warrior, he will forcefully drain Wang Dong's physical strength... This move can be said to be insidious."
"That's right, this Wind Rat is real. In this case, he can just go forward and defeat Wang Dong. With the realm of an eighth-level martial arts disciple, winning is not difficult at all! Why do you need to play with your opponent like this?"
"He likes to create despair and fear for his enemies...haven't you seen the look of enjoyment on his face?"
While the disciples of the Thirteen Sects in the stands were discussing the situation on the field, Wang Dong tripped over a sudden bulge in the ground while chasing the Wind Rat, and fell directly to the ground in a pool filled with water. In a big puddle of rainwater.
I saw Wang Dong breathing loudly, struggling to get up from the undulating ground, but fell to the ground again, obviously at the end of his strength.
"Dong'er's situation is not good..." Guihai Sect Leader frowned: "The level is too low, resulting in lack of physical strength. In this environment, you can't have any advantage!"
"Yes, the other party just happened to adapt to this environment. This is really a frustrating coincidence." Venerable Fu Hai sighed.
"Forget it, let's just lose. I'm very satisfied that Dong'er can advance to the semi-finals..."
While everyone was discussing, Feng Shu circled behind Wang Dong at a very fast speed, stood in the puddle where Wang Dong fell, and took out his hook with a hook, directly hitting Wang Dong's vitals. He shouted loudly as he was sure to win: "This is the time I've been waiting for..."
"The opportunity has come..." Wang Dong also let out a roar, turned around as quickly as possible, and struck out with a powerful four-fold knife in an instant, directly hitting the vital part of the wind rat.
Feng Shu sneered and turned sideways calmly, causing Wang Dong's blow to miss.
"How could it be..." Wang Dong showed a look of astonishment. He did not expect that the other party was as prepared as he was and easily dodged his fatal blow.
"Haha, boy, I've known for a long time that your sword skills are very evil. I've heard about your deeds in the Blade Secret Realm! It's not that easy to lure me into the bait..." Feng Shu said with a proud smile, After saying that, he was about to retreat and continue to consume Wang Dong's physical strength. He only heard him say proudly: "Let's see how I kill you..."
"It really surprised me..." The look of astonishment on Wang Dong's face dissipated instantly, as if he was pretending to do so. Wang Dong curved the corners of his mouth playfully and asked, "What about this?"
As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, he jumped up from the ground, and then threw the remaining sword in his hand into a bolt of lightning that struck from the sky at an astonishing speed.
"What... when..." When Feng Shu saw clearly that there was a strip of cloth soaked in water tied to the handle of the broken knife, and the other end of the strip fell into the puddle where he was standing, he His face suddenly looked horrified.
Although the Wind Rat was fast, it was not as fast as lightning. In just a split second, the lightning was led into the puddle by Wang Dong, electrifying the Wind Rat to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside.
"You're not the only one who knows how to save a hand..." Wang Dong took the broken knife that fell from the sky, strode towards the wind rat who was shaking in paralysis, put the broken knife directly against the opponent's neck, and said: "This electric mouse, you still Are you satisfied?"
(End of chapter)