Daqin: This prince always wants to rebel

Qin Anyu seemed to understand at this moment why Chang Yuchun thought Li Hongyi would win instead of Zhou Jin.

To a certain extent, soldiers and warriors carry the blood evil spirit and have a certain degree of restraint on other warriors.

To put it simply, for warriors of the same realm but with different talents, the probability of a military warrior winning is much higher than that of other warriors.

However, due to the constant fighting on the battlefield, the improvement of the cultivation level of soldiers and warriors is much slower than that of ordinary warriors.

Gong Ziming, who was sitting in front, couldn't help but feel a glimmer of light in his eyes when he heard Chang Yuchun's brief description.

I didn't expect that the military commander next to the prince would have such vicious eyesight. It was really shocking!

While everyone was commenting, Li Hongyi from the Chu Dynasty and Zhou Jin from the Qian Dynasty were fighting fiercely in the ring.

Time also passed little by little.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting, Zhou Jin deeply realized that Li Hongyi in front of him was not generally strong.

The most important thing is that the other party is a soldier.

Realizing that the other party was a soldier, Zhou Jin immediately felt extremely troubled, and his face was painted with a solemn color at this moment.

Seeing the opponent's flaw, Li Hongyi grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, jumped up, and slashed with the knife.

The cold blade exuded bright light, like a star falling to the earth, and struck Zhou Jin fiercely.

Zhou Jin, who had no time to attack, could only hold the handle of the knife and resist the opponent's attack laterally.

With a bang, Zhou Jin's face turned pale, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Li Hongyi exerted force with both hands, and with strong force, he instantly rushed towards Zhou Jin along the blade.

Facing this terrifying power, Zhou Jin's veins suddenly popped out from the pressure, and his face looked ugly.

Especially when he felt the terrifying blood evil energy, he felt as if he had fallen into boundless purgatory.

Seeing Zhou Jin using all his strength to hold his own, Li Hongyi's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't think much about it and raised his foot to strike.

Zhou Jin, who was unable to defend himself, received a blow on his chest. With a bang, his whole body flew away, and he vomited blood.

Li Hongyi took advantage of the situation and pursued him.

Holding back the severe pain, Zhou Jin jumped to his feet, and at the same time mobilized the "genuine energy" in his body to gather on the blade, and then performed combat skills.

"Falling Heaven Sword Technique - Blade Crazy Shadow!"

Zhou Jin raised the long knife in his hand and slammed it down. In the next second, a pair of short-handled broadswords spun rapidly towards Li Hongyi.

Seeing the opponent performing combat skills, Li Hongyi stopped moving forward, his eyes became cold, and at the same time he mobilized the "true energy" in his body to perform combat skills.

"Crazy Blade Technique - Chasing the Wind and Dancing!"

The long sword in Li Hongyi's hand danced wildly, and the short-handled sword light condensed out, and like a crossbow arrow, it attacked the spiral sword light in a plane.

A loud bang was heard, countless sword lights flew in all directions, the arena began to fragment, and smoke and dust gradually filled the field of vision.

Such a fierce battle scene caused countless spectators to open their eyes wide and stare at the two people on the ring.

When the fighting skills collided with each other, Li Hongyi stepped forward with one movement and directly entered the thick smoke and dust.

Zhou Jin, who seemed to be aware of it, rushed forward with his sword and started fighting with him in the smoke and dust.

To a weak person, the two people fighting in the smoke and dust are only phantoms, but to a powerful person, they can capture the details of their battle.

Through the fierce fight between the two, the strong men clearly knew that the winner of this battle would eventually fall into the hands of Li Hongyi.

After the fierce battle between the two, the smoke and dust were gradually blown away by the strong wind, and the two figures also fell into the audience's field of vision.

Seeing the opponent showing a gap, Zhou Jin raised his foot and kicked forward hard.

Unfortunately, Li Hongyi dodged sideways, causing the opponent's kick to miss.

While dodging, Li Hongyi raised his right foot and kicked the opponent sideways, instantly hitting the opponent's left ear.

The powerful blow directly damaged Zhou Jin's eardrum, blood flowed out, and his body was unstable and hit the ground heavily.

Li Hongyi didn't give him a chance to react, and slashed with his knife with cold eyes.

Zhou Jin, who was unable to defend himself, felt a chill on his neck, and then the head was moved away, and blood gushed out.

Seeing that Zhou Jin was killed, He Chuan announced loudly: "Li Hongyi of the Chu Dynasty wins!"

When such a loud voice spread in all directions, the audience also reacted and burst into fierce applause.

Such a fierce battle not only taught them a lesson, but also made them clearly understand how powerful the Sixth Stage Dharma Realm is.

Of course, this is only for warriors below the sixth-grade Dharma Realm, and is of little use to those above the sixth-grade Dharma Realm.

Through this battle, many warriors who were stuck in the ninth level of the seventh-level divine palace realm suddenly felt enlightened, and there were some signs that they were about to break through to the sixth-level legal realm.

Such a situation made those warriors of the ninth level of the Seventh-level Divine Palace Realm deeply feel that it was really worth it to spend this time watching the battle!

After both of them left the ring, He Chuan waved his hand, and the dilapidated ring that was originally covered in blood was instantly restored to its original state.

After doing all this, he took out the registration book, opened it to the first page, and said: "Fang Maofa of the Great Qi Dynasty, Wu Tianjun of the Great Zhou Dynasty, please ask the two whose names are read to come to the ring immediately."

Fang Maofa, from the Daqi Dynasty, was a man in his forties who was holding a short-handled sword, with fierce eyes and an imposing aura.

Wu Tianjun, who came from the Zhou Dynasty, was a cold-faced and ruthless man in his thirties who held a long sword and had strong Zhou Shen sword energy.

The two people who came to the ring took out their respective tokens and threw them to He Chuan.

After confirming that the identities were correct and returning the tokens to the two of them, He Chuan said: "Let's get started."

As his cold voice spread, the eyes of the two suddenly turned cold, and they held the magic weapon and pressed towards the enemy in front of them...

After four or five battles, we finally arrived at Yang De.

He Chuan opened the register, lowered his head and said, "Yang De from the Great Qin Dynasty and Fan Youcheng from the Great Yan Dynasty. Please, the two whose names are read, please come to the ring immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Youcheng from the Great Yan Dynasty, a man with sharp eyes, a face like a liger, a mustache on his upper lip, wearing a light green armor, looking at the mighty man in his thirties, stepped out of the air.

Come to the arena.

On the audience stage, Yang De, dressed in black armor, stood up, saluted Qin Lang, and then walked through the air to the ring.

Once on the ring, the two of them each took out their own tokens and threw them to He Chuan.

Looking at He Chuan on the ring, Chang Yuchun said with a serious face: "That man is a very strong general. It will probably not be easy for General Yang De to defeat him."

Qin Anyang, Qin Anyu, and Qin Anyu, or everyone around them, didn't know what was going on, but as generals Chang Yuchun, Gong Ziming and their group, they knew it very well.

With the help of the system, Qin Lang also learned the specific identity of the other party. Fan Youcheng was the rising star general of the Yan Dynasty. He was a third-grade general and had cultivated to the fourth level of the sixth-grade Dharma Realm. If he did not fall, he would definitely become a famous general.

Seeing such a powerful enemy, Qin Lang's face also showed a solemn look. It seems that the Yan Dynasty also wants to get a good ranking in this martial arts competition.

After receiving their respective tokens, the two people took out their own magical weapons. Yang De's magical weapon was a silver spear, and Fan Youcheng's magical weapon was a branded white tiger long-handled sword.

Even though He Chuan had started shouting, the two of them remained unmoved and stared at each other closely.

Through their respective auras, the two of them keenly sensed that they were the same person.

The actions of the two people also made the audience hold their breath and stare at the ring.

After a moment of stalemate, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the two men, and then they stepped forward, waving their respective weapons to attack each other.

The clanging sound of weapons, like the sound of thunder on a rainy night, instantly ignited the silent arena, and the emotions of the audience were also ignited at this moment.

Regarding the fierce fight between the two, all the powerful men and generals from various dynasties watching the battle did not comment, but watched silently.

After more than ten or twenty rounds of fighting, they could not decide who of the two people in the ring would be the winner in the end.

As everyone watched, the two people on the ring were having more and more fun fighting each other, and their hidden strengths were gradually being brought out by each other.

Suddenly, Fan Youcheng, with cold eyes, raised his right foot and kicked him sideways.

Faced with the kick, Yang De was not afraid at all, and also raised his right foot and kicked it sideways.

With a bang, the two kicked each other and instantly collided in mid-air.

Is this not over yet?

I saw the two of them quickly retracting their feet and waving the magic weapons in their hands to attack their opponents.

With a clang, the icy magic weapons collided in mid-air, and powerful and terrifying forces fought invisibly.

After a stalemate for a while, the two of them each raised their right feet and kicked forward violently. Two banging sounds were heard, and the two of them were kicked back by each other.

After quickly stabilizing his body, Yang De mobilized his "true essence" to perform combat skills.

"Fire Spirit Spear Technique - Tongtian!"

The spear in his hand clicked out.

In front of the gun head, a cloud of fiery fire appeared, and a huge spear shot out of the fire cloud, approaching Fan Youcheng with terrifying force.

Seeing this, Fan Youcheng did not panic at all and also used his combat skills.

"Wind Spirit Sword Technique - Overpowering the Nine Heavens!"

Countless rays of black sword light converged above his head, forming a huge short-handled sword, and then struck straight at the spear.

There was a loud bang.

The momentum is like thunder! The sky is filled with blood!

Suddenly, the sky-covering smoke and dust enveloped the entire arena.

At the moment when their fighting skills collided, the two people, who seemed to have something in their hearts, teleported forward and started fighting in the smoke.

Under the fierce battle between the two, the smoke and dust that originally covered the arena quickly dissipated, and the figures of the two fighting also appeared in the eyes of the public.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, Fan Youcheng suddenly pulled away and retreated. He held the handle of the knife with both hands. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the "true essence" gathered on the blade.

"Wind Spirit Sword Technique - Swallowing the Sea Like Tide!"

The long-handled sword in Fan Youcheng's hand slashed diagonally from right to left. Suddenly, countless rays of blue sword light quickly condensed around him, flashing with dazzling light, and then turned into the turbulent waves, approaching Yang De.