He Has a Dragon

? Obviously, Wang Le’s guess that the octagonal arena is its own space is undoubtedly correct.

Because in the eyes of the surrounding monks who were watching from the sidelines, the octagonal arena in the center of the field was not very big.

However, Wang Le and Wen Bufeng in the ring have become very small in the eyes of everyone. Both of them have become very mini, no more than ten centimeters tall.

The reason for the different visual effects inside and outside is, of course, the huge bowl-shaped transparent light mask that covers the octagonal arena.

There is no doubt that the purpose of this bowl-shaped transparent light mask in the inverted octagonal ring is to prevent the surrounding monks watching the battle from being harmed.

As for the strength and toughness of this bowl-shaped transparent mask, we will naturally find out when Wang Le and Wen Bufeng go to war.

At this moment, Wang Le, who was standing on the ring, couldn't help but remember that he had experienced this kind of battle in the ring when he was in the martial arts world of Emperor Burial Star.

Of course, the arena in the martial arts world of the Emperor Burial Star cannot be compared with the fighting arena in front of you.

To be precise, the two are not on the same level at all.

But the two are essentially the same, both are places prepared for battle.

"This situation reminds people of the glorious past."

Wang Le couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and his relatives and friends far away in his hometown flashed through his mind.

But this was only a momentary matter. Wang Le immediately cut off the influx of chaotic thoughts and calmly entered the fighting state.

After all, the man in front of him is also a strong man who has reached the pinnacle of the late Nascent Soul.

Although Wang Le has the combat power to cross-border and kill mid-stage gods, he must be cautious when facing Wen Bufeng, who ranks tenth on the Nascent Soul combat power list in Shuntian City.

Wang Le would never allow things like losing Jingzhou carelessly to happen to him.

At this moment, Wang Le heard Wen Bufeng's voice in the distance, and said calmly and confidently: "I have never lost here."

"So from the moment you step onto the fighting ring, you are destined to not be able to leave here alive."

After a pause,

Wen Bufeng suddenly changed the subject and said, "Of course, you also have a chance to survive, that is, you can tell what you know."

"For example, who was the murderer behind the annihilation of our Wen family's powerful team outside the city?!"

Faced with Wang Le's threats and questioning, Wang Le couldn't help but frown slightly and sighed: "You are still doubting me. That damn Ouyang really made me jump into the Yellow River and not be able to wash it off."

After a pause, Wang Le looked at Wen Bufeng and continued: "When we were at Hechang Restaurant just now, since you guessed that I am not from Middle-earth, why do you still think that I, an outsider, will participate in your business? In the midst of mainland China’s interest disputes?”

At this time, Wen Bu Feng replied with a smile but not a smile: "Perhaps you are deliberately selling a flaw to mislead everyone into thinking that you are an outsider and not from Middle-earth?"

"Uh!" Wang Le twitched the corners of his mouth, and could only secretly sigh that as the other party matured, he would often make simple things complicated.

"It's useless to talk more. Now that we're in this fighting arena, let's see the truth behind our hands!"

When Wang Le said this, he did not forget to add: "I hope that after this battle is over, your Wen family will stop pestering me. After all, I still have a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to waste time with you."

Wen Bufeng showed a disdainful smile and replied: "After this ring battle is over, my Wen family will certainly not cause any more trouble, because you are destined to die in this ring today."

While Wang Le and Wen Bufeng were having a heated exchange of words in the fighting ring, more and more monks came to the scene to watch the battle.

“Wen Bufeng is ranked tenth on the Shuntian City Nascent Soul Combat Power Ranking, but he did so by winning every battle on his own.

"Although Wen Buer was defeated by this boy named Wang Le, it is almost impossible to defeat Wen Bufeng because the strength gap between the two sides is too great."

"There is no suspense about the outcome of this arena match. Wen Bufeng must win. If it hadn't been for the recently hotly discussed murder case outside the city, I wouldn't have bothered to come over and watch the fun."

………

In the midst of the noisy discussion, Wang Le and Wen Bufeng had stopped their verbal exchanges on the octagonal arena, which was surrounded by a bowl-shaped transparent light shield.

Because both of them know that talking is useless, speaking with fists is the way to go!

Suddenly, Wang Le and Wen Bufeng, who were four to five hundred meters apart on the ring, disappeared from their place almost at the same time.

"boom!"

A loud noise, like thunder, came from the center of the octagonal arena, and Wang Le and Wen Bufeng, who had suddenly disappeared, collided with each other here.

The two people in the octagonal arena are both peak powerhouses in the late Nascent Soul stage.

In the first confrontation between the two sides, the terrifying power aroused was absorbed by the bowl-shaped transparent light mask just as it was about to reach outside the ring, and did not show any abnormality.

This terrifying force spreads out, posing no threat to the transparent mask that separates the octagonal arena.

Wen Bufeng was already used to this. After all, he had fought countless times in this octagonal arena.

But for Wang Le, who was entering this octagonal arena for the first time, it was particularly shocking.

Although before the war started, Wang Le had expected that this bowl-shaped transparent mask would be extremely strong and tough, but he did not expect that it would be so unusual.

In Wang Le's eyes, this bowl-shaped transparent light mask is like a mysterious black hole in the starry sky, which can easily swallow up the power aroused in the arena.

This made Wang Le have to think of something that was terrifying to think about.

That is, if you leave the octagonal arena now, it will be very difficult to break through this bowl-shaped transparent mask.

"With such a strong and solid transparent light shield, even if a strong person in the God Transformation Realm wants to break it, it will most likely be impossible to do so."

Wang Le couldn't help but take a breath and silently judged and speculated in his heart.

And this also made Wang Le have to sigh and exclaim in his heart: "It's just a fighting arena, but it's so terrifying. This Shuntian City is obviously a place where dragons and tigers are hiding, so we must not underestimate it!"

While his thoughts were wandering, Wang Le was not idle either. He directly fought with Wen Bufeng in the air above the octagonal ring, without distinguishing each other at all.

A layman can watch the excitement, and an expert can watch the door, not to mention Wen Bufeng, who is one of the warring parties.

At this time, Wen Bufeng's heart was far from being as peaceful as it seemed on the surface. There had already been a storm.

Because the moment the confrontation with Wang Le began, the alarm in Wen Bufeng's mind went off, and he immediately realized that the young man he was fighting with was an unprecedented rival!

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