The arena filled with spectators entered an unprecedented quiet at this time, and people were staring at the central arena with breath.

A simple knife instantly brought the atmosphere of the arena to the peak.

People who have doubts about Wuming these days have never taken action completely thrown their suspicion out of the sky.

They are all fighting with third-level strength, and they are also looking like a three-level transformed into a huge body. Wuming's performance is much stronger than Zhang Feng that day, and people instantly developed expectations for this battle.

Wang Ruolin was more surprised than everyone. It turned out that the extremely simple attack method was not his own unique method. This famous Wuming actually used the same combat method.

As civilians and the same fighting style are not inferior to the other party's military achievements, the two have different life experiences. The flames of jealousy are getting stronger and stronger, and Wang Ruolin's murderous aura increases a little more.

Sima Wudi whipped the fruit peel with one hand and shouted loudly: "What should be tested has been tested! Next is the real contest! Wang Ruolin, your opponent is the most outstanding general among the civilians. I think you are very excited and honored to be able to compete on the same stage with the unknown general?"

Sima Wudi's words deeply touched Wang Ruolin's most sensitive heart. Why, everyone is from a civilian family, you must feel honored when fighting Wuming! You must feel honored, and Wuming should feel honored!

Wang Ruolin glanced coldly at Sima Wudi, and his resentful murderous intent was scared at all. The commentator who once announced the high-profile abstention from the competition for the No. 1 master in the army.

Sima Wudi chewed the unknown fruit in his mouth and shouted as if he was arrogant to the extreme, "What do I do? You're not happy? If you have the energy, you'd better settle your opponent first. You can't just mop the floor for a longer time to stick to the light of the general Wuming, be famous?"

With a loud sarcasm, Wang Ruolin's murderous intent rose again, and the fighting spirit broke through the third level peak in a blink of an eye and directly entered the fourth level strength!

Level 4! See Level 4 again! Since the day Wuming killed Wang Ying, the sound of the younger generation entering Level 4 appeared on the continent.

People have been speculating that after Wuming entered the fourth level, who would be the second young master to enter the fourth level?

Xiao Tianci of the Human Dragon Kingdom was once the second candidate who had the highest call for entering the fourth level. However, with Zhang Feng's emergence, the second young man who entered the fourth level turned out to be a big-headed soldier who was not angry.

A few days ago, the famous sword used one to fight five to prove to the world that young people in this world are not only generals and soldiers from the camp, but also the descendants of Wanjian Mountain.

As the famous sword land showed its strength, when people began to guess who had entered the fourth level again, another unknown soldier actually entered the fourth level.

While countless warriors in the world were working hard to enter the threshold of the first-level holy level, the number one master in the imperial capital's military competition showed fourth-level masters, and the audience was shocked by such a scene.

The first level is hard to find, and the fourth level is not the cabbage on the street. You can see it casually.

The shocked audience immediately burst out with excitement after a brief quiet, and crazy cheers filled the sky above the arena.

People are very clear that Wuming's counterattack just now must not do his best. This battle is definitely not a collision between the third-level and the fourth-level, but a real fourth-level master, a powerful collision.

Not underestimating any beast, Wuming's more than two years of hunter experience allowed him to increase the Beast King's Battle Energy to level 4, and his huge body returned to its original size in the blink of an eye.

The bloody smell of the fighting spirit on Wang Ruolin's body became even more intense, and his black eyes began to flash red light at some point, just like wild beasts in the mountains, and the air began to smell bloody with murderous intent.

Wang Ruolin's mouth slightly tugged. The third-level blood killing fighting energy can be considered as the killing fighting energy at best, but he cannot bear the word "blood"! Only when he truly enters the fourth level can the user experience what the real blood killing fighting energy is. The violent killing aura stimulates every cell in the user's body and magnifies the user's ability to the extreme.

Wuming's expression was as calm as ever. Wang Ruolin saw his indifferent expression, and his murderous intent became even more intense. He shouted to the sky, leaving a pile of smoke and dust on the ground with his legs, and his whole person turned into a red meteor.

"bring it on!"

Wuming gradually became a fighting spirit at this time. In this military No. 1 Master Championship, he had a different idea from others who wanted to become famous.

This is an opportunity to improve your experience and improve your experience, and you can get better by fighting against all kinds of young masters. If you want to take revenge and to wipe out the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, in addition to having enough combat power in the camp, as the head coach of the camp, you must also have enough combat power.

Shi Dakai, one of the two kings, is so powerful that he ranks above him. How powerful is Hong Xiuquan, known as the Emperor of Heaven, who is known as the Emperor of Heaven,?

Want to cut off Hong Xiuquan's head with his own hands, use the human sea tactics to exchange thousands of lives for Hong Xiuquan's life? Wuming disdained and didn't want to! The only way left is to improve his combat power!

This competition for the No. 1 Masters in the Army is a rare opportunity and the reason why Wuming really participated.

Wang Ruolin was fast, and Wuming's speed was not slow either. The two of them had the same fourth-level combat power, and they immediately fought together as soon as they fought.

Wang Ruolin practiced simple attack methods through countless death battles. Wuming was manufactured as a human weapon in the last era. The most powerful computer at that time, the simplest and most effective way to kill people was calculated. The moment he was rescued from the iron cabinet, his body subconsciously accepted these information.

After a series of death battles, Wuming's fighting skills were even simpler to the limit. Putting aside the level of strength, just talking about skills, there will be no one in the world who is more direct and effective than Wuming's fighting style.

Simple vs. Simple. As soon as the two people fought, they immediately reached a white-hot situation. Most viewers could not see the movements of the two at all. They could only see two shadows colliding quickly, separating, and colliding again. Separating again.

Every collision will burst out several sounds, or even dozens of weapons intersect. In an instant, the entire arena was surrounded by fierce battles and stone dust. People can only vaguely see countless sparks splashing everywhere.

Sima Wudi also stopped eating his snacks at this time, and his unruly expression disappeared without a trace. He focused on the movements of the two people on the ring.

Like Sima Wudi, there are also all the people entering the rematch, especially the well-known masters of the younger generation, with almost everyone's faces showing a cautious look on their faces.

Many people have never seen Wuming's attack method with their own eyes. When they saw Wuming's extremely simple attack method, many people were asking themselves softly, if the opponent was themselves at this time, could they fight Wuming for hundreds of times like this Wang Ruolin and not lose? If they face Wuming on the field, what method should they use to fight Wuming, which is full of lethal combat.

Guan Xinling's eyes never left the ring. She gently hit Kou Lingfeng with her elbow and whispered: Lingfeng, do you still think that she can definitely win Wuming?"

Kou Lingfeng was silent. Before Wuming took action, he was full of confidence, believing that after cruel practice, he was 100% sure to defeat Wuming. Now...

"Not in 50%..." Kou Lingfeng laughed bitterly: "Is this guy really a human? How long can Wang Ruolin last? Two hundred knives? Three hundred knives? Or five hundred knives? He can't win Wuming. I guess... I can't win either..."

Guan Xinling smiled softly and whispered to the friend in her boudoir: "It seems that you are still sober and not arrogant. As long as you are not arrogant, you still have a chance to win."

"Really? Do you really have a way to defeat him?" Kou Lingfeng's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Yes! You see countless combat skills in the world, and you are a fourth-level master. If someone in the younger generation can defeat Wuming, you must be you!"

Guan Xinling gave Kou Lingfeng a blank look: "Stop flattering, I just said there is a chance. This opportunity is only 70% at most, so your own strength is not much different from that of him."

"Of course!" Kou Lingfeng slapped his chest and smiled confidently: "If it were just about strength, my confidence was no worse than Wuming. Compared with him, I was just worse than combat skills. His combat skills were too concise, and I couldn't compare to him."

"Just admit it." Guan Xinling smiled again: "Look at the battle first, and when I return to the mansion, I will teach you how to break him."

In the other corner of the stands, Heglis's face was equally solemn, but there was a hint of excitement in this solemn expression. The people of the Super Beast Empire are never afraid of challenges. The stronger the opponent, the more excited they can make them excited.

"Oh... This Wuming seems to be really amazing." Xiao Tianci kept tutting his mouth, and a cool smile still hung on his face. No one knew what he was thinking again.

"Second Princess, I think you'll give up." At this time, someone from the five elders of the palace spoke again and said to Zhao Lengtong, who was sitting in the front row of theirs and had no fight today: "Although you are working hard to train yourself, this thing is the world of men after all. I advise you to study how to be a successful queen. You are a genius in martial arts, but no one of the two men below is worse than you. Especially that Wuming, he has only the nemesis of the whole day! You can't win."

Listening to the five elders' blows, Zhao Lengtong's fists clenched constantly. Wuming's performance exceeded her estimate. She only had 50% chance of winning after practicing hard for many days made her hate. She hated Wuming how could a civilian be so strong? She hated that she was a princess of a country and had received strict training since she was a child. She actually had to challenge a civilian. The hatred gradually turned into a fighting spirit.

"Whatever you say! This princess will definitely beat Wuming for you to show you!"

With a cold answer, Zhao Lengtong turned her eyes back to the battlefield again.

At the contestant's passage, Domotoki smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Wu Ming, I deserve to be the man I like. Now you are qualified to fight with me."

There are also some hidden eyes around the arena looking at this thrilling battle, and everyone has different plans in their hearts.

How many swords did he fight? Three hundred, five hundred, eight hundred, or one thousand? Wang Ruolin kept asking himself, isn't this Wuming really not knowing what fatigue is? Doesn't he need to breathe? Why can this person become more and more energetic? The power of each sword is stronger than that of the previous one?

Wang Ruolin had never felt as tired as today. Wuming's power surprised him. After each collision, his wrist and even his entire arm would feel sour and numb. Wuming's position and way of using the knife surprised him even more.

They are all simple and simple attack methods. Why can one knife exert 100% of its power in the past? Now, every time a knife can only exert 70% of its strength, and 30% are completely blocked by Wuming's just-right knife without breaking out, and it is impossible to fully exert the knife power?

How is it possible? How is it possible? Wang Ruolin kept asking himself, "This is how to predict the enemy's initiative, and he will take action to destroy the opponent's power point before the opponent can explode. He feels very glad that he can do ten times with one hundred blows.

Why can this Wuming destroy his power point by 100 times with a hundred knifes? How did he do it? How did he analyze it? Doesn’t he need to analyze it? Can his body react first before the brain reacts? If that is true, what a cruel training will be achieved? How old is he? Even if he starts practicing since he is born, it is impossible...

Why don’t he breathe? Does his ancient martial arts really require breathing? Wang Ruolin was full of confusion. The advantage of blood-killing fighting spirit is that while his explosiveness surpasses most fighting spirits, his durability is much stronger than most fighting spirits.

With these two advantages, Wang Ruolin has repeatedly killed masters of the same level on the battlefield. This is also an advantage he has always been proud of.

However, since fighting Wuming, he has simple attack methods, explosive power, and purity of his fighting spirit. He has fighting spirit and persistence.

These were the magic weapons that made him proud, and made him rely on for survival and victory. They all turned into names that were unknown!

A strong sense of frustration suddenly surged into my heart. Wang Ruolin thought for the first time that he would lose!

A momentary distraction is the key to victory or defeat.

"defeat!"

boom!

The smoke and dust from the ring were even thicker. After Wuming roared, the sword in his hand was completely broken, and only one knife was still in his hand.

An ordinary battle knife cannot withstand the powerful strength of the fourth level. This battle knife can only be broken until now. To a large extent, the nameless beast king can protect the knife.

Half of the smoke and dust dissipated, and everyone vaguely saw a small, extremely irregular pit in the center of the ring. Ruolin held the sword in his forehand and lay motionless in the pit. The fierce fighting spirit that had jumped not long ago had already retreated at this time, but the tiger's mouth holding the knife was still red.

However, this red color is no longer caused by fighting spirit, but the real blood flowing out of the tiger's mouth when it was shaken and broken.

Wang Ruolin's head was only pressed against the ground, and the yellow ground gradually turned red, and a faint smell of blood came into Wuming's nasal cavity.

The referee also ran onto the ring at this time and began the countdown to the last dozens of times.

“Ten…9…8…7…

Wang Ruolin, lying on the ground, could not hear the number decreasing of the referee. He was immersed in his small world, listening to the blood flowing out of his body and the sound of hitting the ground.

Tick…tick…tick…tick…

Have you lost? I really lost like this? A scene from three years ago suddenly passed through Wang Ruolin's mind.

That was the scene when he first went to the battlefield. As an ordinary soldier, he only had an ordinary steel knife and a non-solid shield in his hand.

It was a very short encounter. His team was destroyed in one battle, and he fell to the ground seriously injured, waiting for the arrival of the god of death to reap life.

At that time, after the search team arrived, they gave up their treatment and left him on the roadside as a dead man. At that time, he hated him for being unable to speak! He wanted to kill these so-called companion soldiers! However, he did not even have the ability to speak.

When he thought he would die, he vaguely heard someone's conversation.

"The hatred is overwhelming, on the verge of death, and the conditions are met, so I started asking. Do you want to die or live? What do you want to live? Then are you willing to be tested by God? Willing? That's great!"

Wang Ruolin didn't know why he was just thinking in his heart that the other party could hear his words. But after that, he suddenly felt a needle stabbing him, and at the same time someone was teaching him a way to survive, which method was called Blood Kill Fighting Qi!

Wang Ruolin clearly remembered that the pain of needle pricking was not a needle pricking him, but a thousand countless needles pricking him at the same time. It was like millions of mosquitoes biting him, and he fainted several times during the pain.

He didn't know how he survived, the only thing he remembered was that after he woke up, he became a first-level strongman.

Wang Ruolin used to never believe that there was a god. But when he was in a coma, he vaguely remembered that this was the power God gave you. Use him well and achieve great achievements!

“Four…three…”

Wuming raised his eyebrows and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. Wang Ruolin, who had already had a weak breath, burst out again with a strong aura in just a moment.
To be continued...