I Have Ten Strongest Beasts

"Are you looking forward to the next battle?"

"Next, let's invite our next two contestants with warm cheers!"

The referee spoke loudly into the microphone.

"Wang Feng vs. Liu Qinghe!"

As the words fell, the referee slowly withdrew from the arena.

"oh?"

"Wang Feng? From the Wang family?"

Listening to the players announced by the referee, Suning said in a low voice.

This year's Hairpin Conference was hosted by the Wang family. I didn't expect them, as the organizer, to send people to participate in this conference. Before coming, Pang Wei handed over the list of some of the more popular players in this conference Give Suning a look, and there is Liu Qinghe's name in it.

Liu Qinghe walked onto the battle stage slowly, his figure was tall and straight, his sharp-edged face revealed a touch of extreme confidence, his hands were folded on his chest, and he looked around.

Above the battle platform, Wang Feng smiled, and slowly landed from the air, finally landed on the ground of the battle platform, and looked indifferently at Suning and his party in the stands.

"Liu Qinghe, well, I know you, but in today's battle, you will not be my opponent!"

Wang Feng turned his head and looked at Liu Qinghe with a gradually indifferent expression.

"Since it is a competition, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose."

Hearing Wang Feng's arrogant and conceited words, Liu Qinghe just smiled faintly, and a huge wave of spiritual origin suddenly burst out following his words, covering the entire battle arena.

Sensing the terrifying atmosphere on the platform, the referee looked a little surprised, and quickly opened the formations around the platform to prevent the battle fluctuations on the platform from endangering the people in the stands.

Liu Qinghe took a deep breath, urging the spiritual power in his body, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a movement of his wrist, a long spear with a cold light appeared in his hand. The pale white weapon gradually fell down.

This hairpin conference is extremely important to Liu Qinghe. As long as he can shine in this hairpin conference, he will have the opportunity to practice in a big sect or a big family. Family and family are their lifelong dreams.

"Brother Wang, please enlighten me!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Qinghe's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving an afterimage on the battle platform, and streams of pure energy shot out from the tip of the spear, directly attacking Wang Feng.

Wang Feng looked at Liu Qinghe who was attacking him indifferently, leaning forward slightly, urging the spirit in his body to originate from his feet, and following a low explosion sound, it turned into a red light and shot out, and the long sword in his hand faced directly Liu Qinghe.

"Ding…"

With a clear sound in the field, Wang Feng and Liu Qinghe collided together, the tip of the sword met the tip of the spear, and a terrifying wave of spiritual origin spread out, causing ripples visible to the naked eye in the battle arena .

The people in the surrounding stands exclaimed and sighed in their hearts. Compared with the audition, the rematch is indeed more powerful and exciting.

On the battle stage, both Wang Feng and Liu Qinghe used martial arts and martial arts, but they fought each other with pure strength. For a moment, the figures of the two Taoists in the battle stage turned into two rainbow lights, constantly colliding in the battle stage.

"So fast!"

"Hey, this meeting is worth it!"

...

On the battle platform, Liu Qinghe stared at Wang Feng's movements, and kept calculating his next attack method and movement in his heart. Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed Wang Feng's flaws, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. clean.

"drink!"

With a sharp shout, Liu Qinghe swung the spear in his hand, and stabbed precisely somewhere in front of him.

"Ding…"

Seeing Liu Qinghe's actions, the expression on Wang Feng's face gradually moved, he was a little surprised, raised the long sword in his hand, and blocked Liu Qinghe's spear.

Although he didn't suffer any damage, the force of this spear directly knocked Wang Feng's figure to the ground, and the long sword drew a long trace on the ground of the battle platform.

"Huh? What just happened?"

"I'll go, this Liu Qinghe is too terrifying!"

"Both of them are very strong, but Liu Qinghe's move is really eye-catching. How could he know where Wang Feng is staying!"

...

Seeing Wang Feng retreating to the ground on the battle stage, the people in the surrounding stands uttered another burst of fierce shouts, and the sound of falling down fell into Liu Qinghe's ears through the barrier of the battle stage.

Wang Feng stood up slowly, with a strong fighting intent flashing in his eyes, he shook the dust off his body.

"Very good, you are a strong opponent, worthy of my all-out fight!"

As soon as the words were finished, a domineering spiritual aura suddenly radiated from Wang Feng's body, and his black hair floated up.

"Haha, then I will ask Brother Wang to enlighten me!"

Liu Qinghe laughed and said, with the surging of the spiritual source in his body, an astonishing coldness emanated from his body, and a layer of profound ice gradually condensed on the ground under his feet.

"Mysterious Ice Jue!"

Following Liu Qinghe's loud shout, a terrifying cold air instantly swept across the audience, the temperature of the entire battle platform dropped suddenly, snowflake crystals gradually fell from the sky above the battle platform, the crystals were like sharp knives.

The corner of Wang Feng's mouth curled up into a chuckle, and the temperature around him suddenly rose. On the long sword in his hand, an extremely hot flame gradually covered the blade.

"Blazing Sword Art!"

Wang Feng whispered in his mouth, and as the words fell, the red flame on the sword seemed to be a little stronger, and the scorching temperature scorched the surrounding air until it was a little distorted.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qinghe's expression gradually became dignified. The fire attribute sword technique Wang Feng displayed was exactly the nemesis of the kung fu he practiced.

As Wang Feng swung his arm, a soaring psychic lightsaber gradually condensed in front of him, within the lightsaber, strands of thick and condensed dark red flames wandered in it.

"Brother Liu, I don't know if you can handle this sword!"

Wang Feng let out a chuckle towards Liu Qinghe, with a hint of mockery on his face, as soon as he finished speaking, the psychic lightsaber in front of him suddenly shot out, the huge power seemed to divide the entire battle stage into two, and then As the lightsaber flew by, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground on the battle platform.

Liu Qinghe looked startled, and he mobilized the spiritual power in his body with all his strength, and quickly built a few thick ice walls in front of him, hoping to block this huge spiritual lightsaber and buy himself some time.

"boom…"

The psychic lightsaber suddenly pierced through the ice wall, making a loud noise. The scorching temperature melted a big hole in the ice wall, and streams of pale white water vapor gradually rose up.

"Break it!"

At the moment when the psychic lightsaber pierced through the last ice wall, Liu Qinghe raised the spear in his hand, and above the tip of the spear, a staring energy beam shot straight at the lightsaber.