All-Attribute Martial Dao

This guy is so strong!

It looks so relaxed!

How could this be? ?

Could it be that Han Zhu knew that his companion was here, so he subconsciously controlled his body and let go of his hand?

Yes, it must be so!

The referee found himself a reason for self-comfort...

Wang Teng didn't know what the referee was thinking. After handing Han Zhu to the medical staff, he held the long stick in one hand.

"You guys don't behave, how can you move one hand?" the referee reminded him speechlessly.

Wang Teng didn't reply, the strength on his arm surged, and he raised it up.

Shit!

With the harsh rubbing sound, the long stick was pulled out by him, and then he turned his head to look at the referee: "What did you just say?"

referee:"……"

I always feel that the world is suddenly full of malice.

"Heh...hehe, the young man is quite strong." The referee laughed dryly.

When the audience saw this scene, they didn't know why it felt a little funny inexplicably.

"Look for the mental shadow area of ​​the referee?"

"Hahaha this referee is too funny!"

"But does Wang Teng seem to have a lot of strength?"

"It seems to be, is his strength..."

"That's bad, I suddenly looked forward to his next game."

The narrator was surprised and said: "Wang Teng's power seems to be quite strong. I thought that when Han Zhu fell, Huang Hai was going to smash the sand in this nation's No. 1 martial arts competition, but now it seems that Huang Hai still has A Wang Teng!"

"I'm getting more and more optimistic about Wang Teng." Another commentator Su Xiao said with a smile.

The commentator's words made everyone pay more attention to Wang Teng. Some people who didn't care about Wang Teng before could not help but talk about him at this moment.

On the arena, Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flashed slightly, and he took Wang Teng a little seriously.

He had personally experienced Han Zhu's power. Wang Teng was able to easily break Han Zhu's hand and shake the long stick, which showed that his power was not lower than Han Zhu's, and even stronger.

At this moment, he looked at Wang Teng slightly!

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and then they staggered, without saying anything.

Wang Teng walked off the ring holding Han Zhu's King Kong long stick.

Pick it up!

The mental power swept through, and all the attribute bubbles on the ring were picked up by him.

【Earth Force *70】

【Fire Force*86】

【Flame Blade*35】

...

A move in Wang Teng's heart, the flame sword momentum is another kind of ‘potential’ attribute bubble.

Sure enough, there are many geniuses in the nation's No. 1 martial arts competition, and there are many people who understand the ‘shi’ that ordinary martial artists can’t easily comprehend.

Wang Teng already possesses 90% flame blade power. At this moment, as the attribute bubble merges into himself, the relevant comprehension becomes more and more profound.

When he walked down the ring ladder, all his comprehensions had been received.

No one saw that, a crimson light flashed in his eyes, as if flames condensed in it.

On the other end, Zhao Yuanwu, who also walked under the ring, seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned to look at Wang Teng's back.

"That feeling just now...is it an illusion?" He couldn't help frowning, muttering to himself.

...

As the game ended, everyone dispersed.

At night, inside the hotel.

Peng Yuanshan summoned everyone.

Wang Teng glanced away and found that everyone was injured more or less. Among them, Han Zhu and Wan Baiqiu were the most seriously injured. At this moment, they still looked pale and very weak.

It is inevitable that warriors will be injured in battle, but generally no one will deliberately make heavy hands like Zhao Yuanwu.

Of course, this is not to say that control can be controlled. Sometimes two people are evenly matched, and in order to distinguish the victory or defeat, they will go all out and be vulnerable to serious injuries.

Seeing everyone coming, Peng Yuanshan said, "Today, our Huanghai...a fiasco!"

His words made everyone bow their heads and felt ashamed.

When he came, he was full of confidence, but now that the game hasn't been halfway through, Huang Hai has been defeated in a mess.

"Wan Baiqiu!" Peng Yuanshan suddenly called by name.

"Yes." Wan Baiqiu looked pale and raised his head.

"Do you know where you are wrong?" Peng Yuanshan said.

"I am not strong enough, shouldn't be strong, so as to anger the opponent." Wan Baiqiu said.

"You are not at fault here." Peng Yuanshan shook his head and said: "You are wrong in not recognizing the strength gap between yourself and your opponent. If you encounter an enemy that is much stronger than yourself on the battlefield, you should stay away immediately. Even if the order is in your body and you have to fight, you have to take a circuitous route and think of other ways instead of going to death in a meaningless way. This is meaningless."

"I..." Wan Baiqiu's complexion suddenly became a bit pale again, and he was lost in thought.

"Go back and think about it yourself." Peng Yuanshan didn't say anything, and explained to everyone to take care of their injuries, and then waved them to leave.

However, Wang Teng was left alone.

In the room, Peng Yuanshan, as well as the other five principals, stared at Wang Teng with six pairs of eyes.

Victory or defeat is standard issue.

During the day, Peng Yuanshan said this, but if it is possible, who doesn't want to win?

And now all the hope of Huang Hai is probably going to fall on Wang Teng.

"Dear deans, don't look at me like that, I'm a serious person." Wang Teng suddenly said.

Peng Yuanshan: "..."

Tong Hu: "..."

Su Jing: "..."

...

God is so serious!

What do you think we are going to do? ?

At this moment, the hearts of Peng Yuanshan and others collapsed.

Exhausted!

Why do they have students with abnormal brain circuits in their schools?

They suddenly remembered that it seemed that they had taken great efforts to recruit Wang Teng.

So, this is a bitter pill?

The students selected by themselves must finish teaching with tears in their tears!

After a moment of silence, Peng Yuanshan picked up the collapsed heart again, and then pieced it together. Then he said: "How sure are you in the next game?"

"With this certainty, what number do you mean?" Wang Teng asked, touching his chin.

"Oh, how do you say?" Peng Yuanshan asked with great interest.

He thought Wang Teng would give an ambiguous answer, but he did not expect to hear such a rhetorical question.

Tong Hu and others couldn't help but look at Wang Teng.

"Third place, 100% sure!"

"Second place, 90% sure!"

"The first place, probably... 80% sure." Old God Wang Teng said.

After Tong Hu and others listened, it was full of black lines.

This kid is big enough.

It's the top three at the first opening, and it's scary to have a high grasp.

Even the first place is 80% sure.

Are you sure you are not kidding us?

"Are you sure." Even Peng Yuanshan didn't believe it very much, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked tiredly.

He found that talking to Wang Teng was really tired.

This kid doesn't play cards according to common sense at all!

"In fact, if it wasn't for fear of scaring you, even the first place, I want to say that I am 100% sure!" Seeing that several deans were shocked by his own words, Wang Teng said shyly.

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