After walking out of the clinic, a smile blew, Wuming felt a coolness in his body. Then, the sweat that was concentrated in the treatment was quickly killed with the blow of a smile.

call

Wuming let out a heavy sigh and shook his head gently. He didn't feel any concentration during treatment. Once the spirit relaxed, his body felt a little tired, and even the fighting energy in his body was not as sufficient as usual.

Wuming smiled. With such precise control of the release of every war energy, the degree of fatigue will not be much easier than the release of all efforts to fight a fierce battle.

"The highlight everyone is looking forward to today is about to be staged! The final battle of reaching the quarterfinals of 128 is Wuming, against the royal princess Zhao Lengtong, and the female mercenary Han Xing battle is about to begin! Please invite three strong men to appear!"

Sima Wudi's inciting words echoed throughout the arena.

Wuming was slightly stunned and looked up at the sun that was already west in the sky. Only then did he realize that the short-term treatment just now took far more time than he expected.

Shaking his neck, Wuming quickly walked out of the passage. Zhao Lengtong and Han Xing had already stood on the thunder platform early

"The nameless general is out!"

For a moment, all eyes turned to Wuming, and Wuming became the only focus of the arena.

Zhao Lengtong frowned slightly. As the princess of the royal family, the successor of the five heroes, and one of the rare beauty, she received less attention than a civilian or a man!

"Is strong mental power?" A cold light flashed in Zhao Lengtong's eyes, and the regret of the giant god weapon gradually turned into anger.

Han Xing looked at Wuming with an expressionless face. This man who was once a second-level master in Tianchi City. He thought he was just a mercenary group. Now he is not only a fourth-level strongman, but also a hero in the hearts of the Shenlong people!

If I had known that Wuming would have his current identity that day, would he still cooperate with the Holy Hammer? Han Xing smiled bitterly, such a question could not be answered at all.

Wuming walked slowly onto the arena, and the audience immediately shouted and cheered, and Wuming's name immediately echoed over the entire arena.

This is the hero of all the people of the Shenlong Kingdom! After many defeats on the front line battlefield, the only general who achieved a record of victory at the hands of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and killed the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and escaped was almost one of the rare victory records in the Shenlong Kingdom in recent years.

This is the most outstanding among the representative generals of civilians in history. His excellence can truly go hand in hand with the successors of the Five Heroes! Some people even believe that although the successors of the Five Heroes cannot make a comprehensive comparison without actually appearing, even if the successors of the Five Heroes go to the battlefield, they may not be as bright as Wuming.

This idea was only in the minds of few people. After Zhang Feng defeated Kou Lingfeng, who severely damaged the successor of the five heroes, this idea also emerged in many people's minds.

Zhang Feng is just a subordinate of Wuming, an ordinary big-headed soldier in the camp. He has such strength, so Wuming?

Zhang Feng, this man who has just become the fourth-level ancient martial arts god, has practiced his own unique killing skills. So, as a general of the trap camp, Wuming, who has already entered the fourth-level ancient martial arts for a long time, has he had amazing skills?

The royal family of the Dragon Kingdom, the Zhao family! The Zhao family can become the leader of the five heroes, in addition to the shrewd ability to govern the country and great personal charm at the time. The Zhao family's fighting spirit is also the strongest among the five families, and the Zhao family's unique skills are also the strongest among the five families.

The fourth-level ancient martial arts god can use unique skills. So, as a royal family, Zhao Lengtong also has the combat power of the fourth-level fighting god? If so, can she use unique skills?

Zhao Wuji, the emperor of the Dragon Kingdom, who only appeared at the opening ceremony of the Military Championship, also appeared in the royal seat in the stands. The five royal elders who had always sat in the middle of the civilian seats also sat beside Zhao Wuji at this time.

It is rumored that Liangshan sent a fifth-level expert to come. God knows whether the person who came out of the place where people were killed without blinking will suddenly lose control and will conduct an assassination and other after-show against the current Emperor of the Dragon Kingdom.

Although this emperor is indeed a bit ridiculous, if he is slaughtered in such a place, it will not only be a shame for the royal family, but also the entire dragon of the divine kingdom.

Now the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is in chaos and the blood of Liangshan is rising. The super empire is eyeing it, and the current situation of the Shenlong Kingdom is already very embarrassing, and I can't afford to lose other faces.

Wuming came to the center of the ring, learned the way Zhao Feiyan had taught him before, and slowly waved around the observation seat, and immediately received a louder response.

The referee waited for the shouts to weaken, and then said, "The last battle to reach the semi-finals of 128 will begin now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the referee rushed into the barrier prepared by the magician in advance at a speed that was no less than the first-level fighting saint.

Two third-level masters can make the ring burst. The battle between two fourth-level masters can almost be said to be a landslide. Now at least one fourth-level master is against two third-level masters. Even if the ring is damaged immediately as soon as the battle begins, there is nothing new.

Safety is the first priority! The referee is also a human being, and he is also afraid of being implicated by innocent people.

The battle has begun, and none of the three people on the ring takes action, looking at each other quietly.

"You seem to have consumed a lot of power, waiting for you to recover two dozen."

Zhao Lengtong said coldly, and the royal atmosphere immediately emanated from her body. As a master of the younger generation and the successor of the royal family, she has always aimed at Wuming as her goal, she wanted to defeat Wuming, who has all her strength, rather than Wuming, who has consumed some of her power.

In this way, even if you defeat Wuming, Zhao Lengtong would not feel any excitement. Even in the future, all the time in life, because of this advantageous battle, you will not be able to take a step further to the peak of the fighting spirit in your life.

Han Xing also did not take action: "You rest first..."

Two women, who are also cold beauty, made such a move to the nameless general at the same time. Why? Is there anything between them and this general that others find difficult to understand?

Gossip is a common feature of human beings. In this fierce arena, when silly men and beautiful men and heroes come together, people can't help but unfold their imaginations and guesses.

Wuming gently moved his shoulders twice. After a sound of bone collision, he said calmly: "No need to rest, you can go together."

Zhao Lengtong was stunned, and Han Xing was also stunned. Wuming, who had always been low-key, actually spoke such high-profile words.

"Go together! Have you heard it?" Sima Wudi, a man who was afraid of the world's chaos, immediately jumped up and shouted loudly, for fear that others would have bad ears. He did not hear Wuming's words before: "Did you hear it? General Wuming! When facing the successors of the Five Heroes, he actually shouted out such a high-profile saying that she would go with the other person! How would our royal princess respond to this general?"

"What did you say?" The frost on Zhao Lengtong's face suddenly worsened. This was the first time since her debut that people were so looked down upon.

Wuming didn't look at Zhao Lengtong's dissatisfied face and simply replied: "Go together!"

Anger, fighting spirit, and murderous aura burst out rapidly from Zhao Lengtong's body at the same time. Leng Yue's sword pointed directly at Wuming, and a trace of coldness faintly radiated from the knife itself: "Wuming, you are very strong, but you are too crazy! Put away your madness and rest!"

Wuming didn't say anything, but put his palm on the handle of the hunting knife. His unique fighting posture and sword drawing technique instantly entered a state of combat readiness.

The ring has reached today, Wuming watched Zhao Lengtong's previous game and gained a great understanding of her strength. Wuming was in his heyday and was not difficult to defeat Zhao Lengtong. Even if this princess of the dynasty has always hidden her fourth-level fighting spirit, Wuming is still sure. The difficulty of defeating Zhao Lengtong is not much more difficult than Zhang Feng's victory over Kou Lingfeng.

Now that some of the fighting energy has been consumed, the spirit has also declined after the excessive concentration before. The body is indeed much worse than in its heyday. When facing two opponents twice, Wuming had a rare sense of fighting spirit in his heart.

The defeat of Zhao Lengtong and Han was not the purpose. Wuming’s real purpose was to improve himself in battle. Faced with himself at his heyday, these two people did not pose a real threat, and there was almost no improvement that could be achieved.

Wuming was very excited. A battle that had no suspense and was not helpful for improvement. As he had consumed before, he had a little bit of anticipation.

Perhaps, this battle can be improved in a new way? Wuming thought. His legs spread out slightly again, and the muscles in his body were smooth at this moment like running water.

Feeling the changes in Wuming's body, Zhao Lengtong was slightly shocked. She clearly felt that such Wuming could still cut out a knife that was no less than lightning speed.

Withdrawing his previous anger, Zhao Lengtong's eyes became more cautious, and the fourth-level fighting spirit was released without reservation. Xuanbing fighting spirit, known as one of the hardest fighting spirits in the world, immediately made the people in the stands exclaim.

Zhao Lengtong's Dou Qi was released, and Han Xing, not far away, looked dark, and his Dou Qi was fully opened without showing any weakness.

Sima Wudi immediately shouted: "Oh my God! Level 4! Female swordsman Han Xing actually has a fourth-level fighting spirit! Oh my God! Two cold and beautiful beauties actually have a fourth-level fighting spirit! And they are all cold-attribute fighting spirit, Wuming may be embarrassing this time."

The people on the stage were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time. The third-level cold star speculated before the game was actually a fourth-level master! What era did he enter?

Things that are rare to see in the first-level sword saint are now appearing one after another!

"Oh my God! The nameless general's appeal is too strong." Sima Wudi spitted and continued his unique passionate commentary: "The young generation of experts in the world have probably come to the imperial capital, right? Now if you go to any piece of land outside the imperial capital, you probably won't be able to find any young fourth-level master, right?"

Wuming was not surprised. Whether it was the third or fourth level of Han Xing's strength, he could do it in one or two at the peak of his life. Can he do it now?

Wuming smiled confidently, Zhao Lengtong frowned, and no longer cared about the royal identity. The Leng Yue Knife in her hand emitted a brilliant sword light, directly covering Wuming in the sword light.

clang!

The Qiankang Knife was unsheathed and inserted into the sheath so quickly that everyone could not see clearly. They could only see Zhao Lengtong's body retreating backwards, and the stone slab under Wuming's feet immediately turned into powder at the moment of fighting.

Buzz

Leng Yue Baojian let out a slight buzzing sound, and Zhao Lengtong's arm was as numb as the current, and was instantly dispelled by the fighting energy in his body.

Monster! In one blow, Zhao Lengtong quickly gave Wuming a definition. The person who consumed some of his strength could actually make her arm numb in one blow. This is something that no old man among the five elders of the palace could do.

Wuming still maintained his sword drawing posture, as if he had never had a knife before. Only a real master can see clearly how Wuming used a knife to close the knife.

"You can also be fast!" Beichenzhan said a concluding remark on the ring.

Ming Jian didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly, and there was a solemnity between his eyebrows for the first time: "Fourth level, he is the fastest."

As soon as Zhao Lengtong retreated, Han Xing quietly slid into Wuming like a loach, shaking his hands and pulling out a sword flower to take Wuming's vital points.

Ming Jian smiled slightly in the contestant area. When fighting with a master of Wuming, it is the stupidest thing to create a dazzling trick like three sword flowers and five sword flowers.

No matter how fast Sanjianhua is, it can only be done by stabbing three swords. In this way, it is okay to deceive the audience and bully the low-handed. But facing Wuming, Yijianhua may not be as fast as his speed. The gorgeous tactics of Sanjianhua are just idiots!

The sword appears, and the sword is closed.

Han Xing was turning back, and the sound of weapons colliding sounded on the ring.

A burst of smoke and dust broke out under Wuming's feet again. After the two collisions, not only were the stone slabs under his feet broken, but the skin of the huge stone also cracked.

Ningshuang, created by the Holy Hammer, shook his sword body slightly, and the same instantaneous numbness on Han Xing's arms.

Wuming slowly raised his right hand, gently hooked his hands to the two opponents and said, "Go together."

"Go together? Arrogant!"

Zhao Lengtong's smile was three points colder than before. The Lengyue Sword in her hand quickly spread a layer of cold air, and the water elements that were not active among the elements gathered quickly.

The sun shone on the arena where the water vapor is getting stronger and stronger, and Zhao Lengtong, holding the Lengyue sword, exudes colorful light all over her body.

The water mist kept condensed, condensed, condensed. A giant dragon made of frost gradually formed around the Lengyue Sword, and waves of cold air radiated. The people in the audience subconsciously wrapped their thick clothes on their bodies.

Magical Weapon! People have always suspected that the Lengyue Treasure Sword, which exudes cold temperature, is actually a magic weapon. Now Zhao Lengtong, who is not a dual cultivation of magical martial arts, actually used the magic of the Magic Frost Dragon.

Magic? Wuming raised his mouth slightly, raised his right hand again and gently hooked his finger and said, "Come on, let me see if your strength can make me leave where I stand now."

"Yes!" Sima Wudi immediately yelled when he heard it: "Dear audiences! General Wuming took the next two heavy blows and not only forced his opponent to retreat. He still stood there and didn't move!"

"You..." Zhao Lengtong had made many ideas before the battle, but she never expected that Wuming, the low-key, would be so high-profile this time. The frost dragon around the Lengyue Sword roared and suddenly divided it into two.

Without waiting for everyone to react, the two Frost Dragons split into four twice. The split did not stop, and the four Frost Dragons split into eight again.

The eight giant dragons that have split have obviously weakened their power, but no one dares to underestimate these eight dragons. This is not a point like the one sword Bahua, which has only one head and a real attack power, but a real eight attack directions.

"Wu Ming, you won't give it back to me!"

Zhao Lengtong smiled confidently, slashed the Lengyue sword in his hand again, and eight frost dragons several meters long roared, rushing towards Wuming from eight directions, completely cutting off all his retreat for a moment.

This time, let alone Wuming doesn’t want to retreat, even if he wants to retreat, there is no room for him to retreat.
To be continued...