Chapter 392 Peak Showdown

After all, the first round has ended completely, but everyone else's expressions can't help but become more solemn, because in the previous battle, a full fifty people have been eliminated, and you must know that all of them are geniuses. ah.

With a casual scan, Sun Bing could find that almost 90% of the monks left behind this time had erupted with dragon roars in the previous tests in front of the Potential Monument, and such powerful energy emerged from everyone's body. The momentum and even the vague fluctuations can't help but scare people.

As the saying goes, those who can win continuously until now are already extraordinary. Even if Sun Bing saw it, he still had to show such a solemn look in his eyes.

They can all be called upright opponents, because they must have their own uniqueness, and only by fighting against such opponents can they be greatly improved.

The first round of confrontation has completely ended, and then comes the second round of fighting. It can be said that as time goes by, it will eventually become more and more cruel.

I could only feel a trace of vibration coming from the small void. When I looked up, I could find that the already huge battlefield in the sky had completely changed.

The historical traces on it are more mottled, and the atmosphere is also more primitive. Just through the high platform that has passed through countless years, it seems that you can see the shocking battles that took place in ancient times. There is no doubt that the sky at this moment is The battlefield became more powerful.

In an instant, someone's eyes showed a trace of wonder: "Legend has it that this battlefield in the sky is not static. It can show different appearances according to the changes in the strength used, and the opportunities will be even greater. If If the saints fight, it will definitely be filled with colorful rays of light, and the chaos-colored Tao Yun will appear, which is extremely stunning. "

The Cangqiong battlefield with such a name is truly extraordinary. Before long, everything has been transformed. Everyone's eyes are filled with strong expectations. The second round of fierce battle has slowly begun. .

But what was unexpected was that Sun Bing was not the first person to enter the battle in the second round. The golden light fell directly from the battlefield in the sky, and finally arrived in front of Fuzi Fu Nian.

All that could be seen was that there was no trace of surprise on his eyebrows, and there was even a smile on his face. He walked forward unhurriedly, and the next moment he appeared on the battlefield in the sky.

The other golden light was not far away from Sun Bing. He was also a young and terrifying prodigy. Even though he looked like an ordinary person at the moment, not a trace of excess aura was revealed, but the subtle fluctuations were still quite terrifying.

After seeing this person, Sun Bing also had a hint of understanding on his brows, because this person's name is Yuan Chen, and he is the Holy Son of the Ziwei Holy Land. Although he was not showy in the previous battle, there is no doubt that he is quite capable. powerful.

After seeing that his opponent turned out to be Buddha, Yuan Chen couldn't help but shrink his eyes. However, the battle on the Tianjiao List is famous throughout the ages, and there was no way he could give in at all. He immediately chuckled: "I want to see who was defeated." Known as one of the oldest traditions, how powerful is it?”

He immediately took one step forward. Although he was not tall, his movements were full of luxury. Even with just this step, he was like a giant. In the next moment, he was already on the battlefield in the sky.

At this moment, not only people in the small void, but also many people from the outside world have begun to watch carefully with bated breath.

After all, this year is different from the past. Even the battles for the top 100 on the Genius List are already better than your top 10 in previous years.

Winning it, the second round at this moment is more like the battle between the top three teams, and it is quite exciting.

Especially this time, the two people are both saint sons of the sect. Although the name of Buddha is quite big, similarly, Holy Son Ziwei should not be underestimated. After all, being able to become a saint son naturally has uniqueness. place.

Some people in Tenglong City have even begun to argue with each other: "I think the Buddha will definitely win this battle. You must know that Buddhism has been established since ancient times. It can be called one of the oldest holy places. Buddha He must be quite extraordinary.”

However, some people did not think so and immediately retorted: "Don't forget that the "Ziwei Divine Art" of Ziwei Holy Land is also quite extraordinary. It is said that the saint who founded this holy land once suppressed an entire era. "

Putting aside the arguments from the outside world for the time being, in the sky battlefield at this moment, the two people were looking directly at each other and died. They have reached such a state. Although there is a gap between the two sides, there is definitely not a huge difference, so Who wins and who loses may change if you are not careful.

After a bright ray of light, all the power suppressing the two people disappeared, and you can see that the Ziwei Holy Son Yuan Chen moved extremely quickly and preemptively, and the majestic true energy surged directly from the body, and even after it was emitted, he was covered with blood. The luxurious purple robe couldn't help but make a rustling sound.

This is the true essence that can be purified after practicing the "Ziwei Divine Art". It can even be said that its power is definitely several times that of ordinary people. It is because of this unique skill that Ziwei Holy Land can reach its current status.

When Sun Bing in the audience saw it, his eyes flashed with light, and he sighed secretly: "He is truly worthy of being a holy son of the sect. Not only does he have extremely good cultivation skills, but also with such magical skills, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the holy son of the sect." mediocre

people. "

But what's frightening is far more than this, even the purple true energy has condensed into purple dragons one after another, surrounding his Ziwei Holy Son Yuan Chen among them.

Even the scales on each giant dragon's body are lifelike, exactly the same as those on the Coiling Dragon Pillar in the outside world. Only the eyes lack that kind of stern look, full of dullness.

But even so, it still couldn't change the deep fear in the hearts of others. Even Hong Kai's face at this moment was quite serious: "The magical power of the Ziwei Holy Land is the "Ziwei Nine Dragons Technique". After practicing it, you can Condensing the true energy into a divine dragon, his strength is even comparable to his own, and when he reaches great perfection, he is equivalent to nine of himself.

Unexpectedly, Ziwei Holy Son was not well-known last year, and did not even participate in the battle for the fake genius list. This year, he has gathered four divine dragons for the first time. Especially since the dragon shape is so subtle, the power contained in it is even more terrifying. . "

Immediately I could hear Yuan Chen chuckle: "Buddha Fu Nian, I would like to learn your clever tricks."

After saying that, he suddenly punched out, and even a soaring dragon couldn't help but rush away at this moment. This terrifying punch power plus a divine dragon contained a power that ordinary people could not even imagine.

Even the Buddhist sect with the longest tradition couldn't help but feel solemn flash in its eyes after seeing such an attack, and the whole person stepped back.

The reed crossing the river has been practiced to the point of proficiency, and even traces of mysterious veins emerge during the action, so that it can easily dodge this move.

It's just that although the fist power gradually disappeared, the swirling purple crowd did not change at all. It still attacked towards it, and even the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard.

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Even though the battlefield in the sky is extremely vast, Fu Nian has already cultivated to such a level that his movements are too fast. It can even be said that Fu Nian has reached the point of no retreat.

Immediately, his whole body froze, his eyes were filled with light, his palms could not help but emerge, and he shouted softly: "Capturing the Dragon."

A sharp claw formed in the void in an instant, and it attacked the soaring dragon forcefully. In the end, an extremely bright light burst out, and the entire crape myrtle dragon shattered inch by inch.

The eyes of the onlookers suddenly shrank. "Capturing the Dragon" is also one of the seventy-two unique skills of Buddhism. It is said that capturing the dragon and controlling the crane is extremely domineering. Those who have achieved great success in cultivation can control the flow of Qi, travel through space, and capture objects through the air. This is truly a miracle in the world!

If you include the "One Reed Crossing the River" and "Flower Finger" that have been performed before, this also means that Fu Nian has learned three magical powers.

You must know that magical powers are more expensive than finesse. Now that Fu Nian has already used it, there is no doubt that he is quite proficient in it. What is even more shocking is that the opponent even has other trump cards hidden in his body. Sure enough, It is worthy of Buddhism.

After Yuan Chen noticed the death of the divine dragon he had just condensed, his face turned pale. It was obvious that he was seriously injured in this move.

The final result naturally does not need to be said. Even at his peak, Fu Nian was able to break this move easily, not to mention that the opponent had been faintly affected for a while.

Even though Ziwei Holy Land was quite unwilling and even tried its best to resist, it still couldn't defeat Fu Nian and had no choice but to admit defeat in the end.

This scene frightened countless people. At the same time, they vaguely recalled the prosperous scenes of Buddhism from ancient times, and a sense of crisis arose in their hearts.