289: C289 Ranking Competition(14)

C289 Ranking Competition(14)

He stomped his foot on the Battlefield surface, and like a cannonball, his entire body fiercely smashed towards Lu Banchen who was stepping on air.

The two of them were less than a hundred meters apart, but this time, they crashed into each other.

Everyone heard a few cracking sounds.

It was the sound of bones being broken, followed by a muffled groan. Lu Banchen was coughing out blood as he stumbled and fell.

However, with the rebounding force of the collision, the big bloke was able to gain a foothold in the air. Seeing his opponent falling down again, the big bloke chased after him and fell down.

Furthermore, he didn't hesitate at all. That meant "while you're sick, I'll take your life" fighting style.

It made everyone's blood boil. When the Withering Wood Sect was fighting, the first thing they did was to open up a distance between themselves and their opponents. Controlling the entire situation and killing others of the same level was a common occurrence for them.

But now, with great difficulty, they had met a "Body Refinement Stage cultivator" who could restrain himself, and actually ended up with such a situation.

This made everyone from the "Withered Wood Sect" feel extremely embarrassed. They were clearly trying to restrain others, but now they were being suppressed by their opponents instead. They felt depressed and didn't know what to say.

On the other side of the Myriad Swords Sect, the crowd was "jubilantly" cheering, as if victory was already in their hands.

At this moment, Lu Banchen, who was already dizzy from the impact, was about to fall to the ground. When he finally reacted, he hurriedly controlled his body that was in great pain.

He finally managed to control his body. Before he could even react, a burly figure directly smashed onto Lu Banchen's body.

The two of them smashed onto the Battlefield together, and Tall Man Shi Sen immediately crawled up, not getting injured at all, but the "unlucky fellow" below him.

There were already a few broken bones in his body, but now he was smashed by a tall and sturdy man who weighed nearly three to four hundred Jin from the air.

If it was a normal person, they would have already been crushed into meat paste. However, Lu Banchen was also bleeding all over.

Pointing a finger at Tall Man Shi Sen, you, you, you...

He fainted before he could even finish his sentence. He was too embarrassed to be mocked while he was still awake!

This battle was too "stifling". From the beginning to the end, he had never fought back, not even being able to resist. It seemed that there was no absolute restraint in this world. An old cultivator nodded and said.

The surrounding cultivators couldn't help but ask: "May I ask if Senior is also a Body Refinement Cultivator?" Otherwise, why would there be such a "whimsical" exclamation?

The old cultivator smiled and nodded. "That's right, I am a cultivator with both the 'Black Body' and 'Body' attributes. Although my accomplishments are average, I do not regret cultivating both paths at the same time.

On the Battlefield, the referee also announced the outcome of this competition. One side was happy, one side was sad, after all, this time, a Body Refinement Cultivator who could completely restrain himself was actually able to completely turn the tables on the disciples of the Withered Wood Sect.

It was beyond everyone's expectations. They thought they would see Lu Banchen crush his opponent to death, but it turned out to be this way. Furthermore, they were heavily injured.

The next battle was the second match of the day. The second battle: Divine Martial Empire, "Wang Hu", was to battle Great Yan Empire, "Thunder Sect, Wu Steel".

It had to be known that in the previous match, the Myriad Swords Sect disciple Lee Er had defeated the Super Sect disciple Lei Feng and almost killed him.

He didn't know what kind of miraculous medicine the Thunder Sect had given him, but in the short span of two hours, his injuries had actually healed to the point of "seventy to eighty".

Even if they were not mortal enemies, they were not that far apart from each other.

He hated the disciples of "Myriad Swords Sect" to the point his teeth itched. This time, he was determined to "pay with blood".

The two of them did not respect each other anymore. They took out Xuan Artifacts, and Lei Feng even took out two Magic Treasures – it was a direct confrontation.

He did not take the initiative to fly up, and Wang Meng was even more direct as he took out ten Magic Treasures and profound swords. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Grand Elder referee did not hesitate and said: "Let the battle begin, there is actually a trace of helplessness in his tone.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the two sides began to engage in close combat. Wang Hu wielded eight swords, one in each hand, and Wu Tie's two "big magical treasure iron hammers" were constantly defending, occasionally colliding with each other.

Sparks flew in all directions as a lightning bolt the size of an infant's arm shot out from the center, attacking the opponent's location.2

Wang Hu, on the other hand, continued to block and dodge the lightning tribulation while controlling the eight flying swords to attack. His figure was still getting closer and closer to the shameless "Lei Feng".

In his heart, however, he had already thought it through. This time, he had beaten this fellow up so badly that his mother would not recognize him.

The Superpower "Thunder Sect" of "Great Yan Empire", what face did he have to dare to be so arrogant and despotic again?

Needless to say, Lei Feng held the two "big iron hammers" in his hands. His attacks and actions were definitely not that nimble. Compared to Sword Cultivator, he could already be considered a cumbersome cultivator.

To deal with such an opponent, was more suitable for a Sword Tao Ranker. As long as they had a chance to get close, then victory or defeat would be easy.

He wasn't the only one thinking this, all the surrounding cultivators clearly knew that once Thunder Sect Lei Feng got close to them, he would probably be "defeated" again.

He was also very clear that if this carried on, he would not have any chance of winning anymore. He would directly step into the air and increase the distance between the two of them.

He was waving his "Magic Treasure Iron Hammer" in his hand to block the eight Magical Equipment Flying Sword s, causing him to not be annoyed at all, and his head was aching!

Just as he was about to use his ultimate move, Wang Hu had already gotten close to him. The combination of Wang Hu's sword and the Imperial Sword Technique made Lei Feng both frightened and angry.

Did he really think that his working capital was that bad? Die for me. Don't look at him wielding two great hammers. In his hands, it was as if he couldn't feel any weight. It was smooth and nimble.

Even Lee Er, who was below the stage, couldn't help but look at the guy he stepped on. Sure enough, he was able to "stand out" from every major empire's younger generation. None of them were simple characters.

Wang Hu said in a low voice: "Don't be happy too early, it was just a warm-up. Take it now."

First Style of the Thousand Extinction Sword Formation: The stars in the sky, other than a handful of Mysterious Sword Treasure, the other nine Flying Sword s, from all directions, charged towards Lei Feng!

His speed this time was at least several times faster than when he was not using his "martial skill"!

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