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On the eighth-level battlefield.

Chen Wen was fighting against a hundred-meter-high wooden giant.

The wooden giants' giant palms slapped Chen Wen at their feet.

Chen Wen's two-meter height looked like an ant under the wooden giants' palms.

However, Chen Wen's face did not show the shock he had before.

He carefully investigated and felt that the strength of these wooden giants was not strong.

At most, they would pose a threat to the seventh level, but not enough for the eighth level.

Chen Wen flew into the air, then he took a deep breath and punched quickly.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

He threw a few ordinary punches at the wooden giant.

When he hit it, it was like a stone hitting an egg, and the wooden giant was shattered.

The wreckage of the wooden giant was scattered around.

Wu Qianfan was a little surprised that the wooden giant was killed so quickly, which was shorter than he expected.

While he was shocked, Chen Wen took advantage of the victory and attacked Wu Qianfan.

"Flame Palm!"

His palm was covered with a layer of flames.

This was the fire-related martial arts that Chen Wen prepared to deal with Wu Qianfan.

It was a pity that he did not have the fire ability, otherwise the power of this flaming palm would be even stronger.

Before Wu Qianfan could react, the raging fire burned on him.

"Ah"

With a scream, the flames burned more and more, and finally burned Wu Qianfan to ashes.

But Chen Wen did not relax his vigilance at this time.

He knew that Wu Qianfan had an ability called wooden clone.

This ability can create a clone that looks exactly like himself.

The one he killed now must be the opponent's wooden clone.

Then, as expected.

Wu Qianfan's arms in the dark grew wooden vines and wrapped around Chen Wen.

"Hmph, Lord of the City, Lord of the City, I knew you wouldn't die so easily, but it's too whimsical for you to defeat me with these junk wood sticks."

Facing Wu Qianfan's sneak attack, Chen Wen looked disdainful.

His body shook, and the vines that had just surrounded him scattered.

Then, he jumped up again.

The attack with flames attacked Wu Qianfan.

The raging fire spread again in the forest.

"Sizzle"

The area where Wu Qianfan was just now was all burned to ashes.

Chen Wen couldn't help but feel a little confused when he didn't see Wu Qianfan.

This guy has been weird since just now.

Whether it was the wooden man or these vines, their power was only level seven.

Why did he use level seven attacks when he was clearly level eight?

As for Wu Qianfan not reaching level eight, Chen Wen didn't believe it.

Whether his aura was detected or fluctuated, it was a solid level eight.

For a moment, Chen Wen couldn't figure out what Wu Qianfan was trying to do.

Wu Qianfan's moves just now couldn't consume any of his physical strength.

He would definitely win if he continued like this.

After that, Chen Wen took advantage of the victory and killed several of Wu Qianfan's wooden clones.

The strength of these wooden clones was getting weaker and weaker.

Chen Wen was also sure of his victory.

He was an eighth-level strength warrior. With such a strong body, who would dare to fight him in close combat?

Perhaps the only shortcoming was that he was a little afraid of soul attacks. "

But he also had a defense against this.

That was the eighth-level protective treasure he obtained in the trial.

It can resist the attacks of the souls of the eighth level and below.

Now he has no idea what Wu Qianfan can do to turn the tables.

Well, since your wooden clone is getting weaker and weaker, I should end this farce.

"Boom"

Wu Qianfan's last wooden clone was also blown up by Chen Wen's punch.

Now he is completely exposed to Chen Wen's vision.

"City Lord, you seem to have no tricks, right?"

Chen Wen joked to the weak Wu Qianfan.

Wu Qianfan was half-sitting on the ground, and his breath was a little weak at this time.

Chen Wen, who thought he was in control of the overall situation, threw an olive branch to Wu Qianfan again.

"City Lord, do you want to live? If you know better and open the soul space to let me plant the mark and serve me as your master, then I can spare your life. "

Faced with Chen Wen's recruitment, Wu Qianfan sneered.

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of me serving you as my master and marrying your mother's gauze?"

"Then it seems that you have chosen death."

Chen Wen was not angry about this, and then he was ready to step forward and give Wu Qianfan the final blow.

But at this moment.

The ground shook violently.

"Boom"

A wooden dragon of more than ten meters broke out of the ground, and its powerful breath caused waves around.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation on the field, Chen Wen quickly punched Wu Qianfan's head, trying to end it.

At this moment, Wu Qianfan launched a wooden dragon.Substitute.

His original position was replaced by a piece of wood.

Chen Wen's fist also hit the wood.

"Bang"

The wood was broken into pieces, but Wu Qianfan's figure had long disappeared from the spot.

Chen Wen could no longer act as if he was in control of the situation.

He was so angry that he cursed and kept greeting some of Wu Qianfan's female relatives.

"Damn it, Wu Laodeng, you actually, ah ah ah ah ah, I fuck you"

After Wu Qianfan left, Chen Wen and Mu Long were left staring blankly.

This Mu Long was not like those seventh-level fakes just now. Chen Wen could feel that he had an aura that was not weaker than his own.

It would take some effort for him to deal with this Mu Long.

Mu Long roared and roared when he saw Chen Wen.

"Roar, roar, roar!!!"

"Beast, what are you barking about?"

Chen Wen, who was furious at being teased by Wu Qianfan, had no choice but to vent his anger on Mu Long.

"Boom"

Chen Wen's flaming palm hit Mu Long's body and ignited flames, burning Mu Long and roaring.

"Roar!!!"

Mu Long was not to be outdone, and used his body to whip Chen Wen continuously.

Even though Chen Wen, an eighth-level warrior, was now wounded.

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time he was injured and bleeding after being promoted to the eighth level.

These wounds also aroused Chen Wen's fighting spirit at this time.

"Beast, die!!!"

The fierce battle between one man and one dragon officially began.

In the distance, Wu Qianfan watched the battle between Chen Wen and Mu Long and couldn't help but sigh at the horror of the power-based supernatural power.

Fortunately, he was not stupid enough to fight him in close combat.

At the same time, he was also taking a potion to replenish his spiritual power.

The wooden dragon he summoned just now has consumed all his spiritual power.

I have to say that this wooden dragon summoning technique is really powerful.

The rewards of high-level secret realm trials are amazing.

Unfortunately, the consumption is too high.

He used up all his spiritual power and only summoned an early eighth-level dragon.

According to the record above, this summoning technique can summon a ninth-level wooden dragon at most. I don’t know if it’s true or not.

Thinking of this, he drank another tube of spiritual power recovery potion.

In just a short while, his spiritual power has recovered 30%.

It won’t take long to restore full spiritual power.

When the spiritual power is more than half, Wu Qianfan can prepare to take action.