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Familiar voice, familiar result.

But the next warrior still jumped up to fight at the speed of light.

Because Zhang Ping's voice was weak, and his fists were also weak.

Judging from the fact that the man was not sent flying, but just knocked down on the spot, Zhang Ping was indeed much weaker.

This made the warriors who did not appear on the stage always think that they still have the power to fight.

"Hmph, Your Excellency is good at martial arts, but I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for long!"

Zhang Ping panted heavily, and said in a muffled voice: "Stop talking nonsense, please make moves."

Pumbaa!

After two dull voices, everyone heard the familiar voice again:
"Next……"

…………

As the number of people competing increased, Zhang Ping looked weaker and weaker.

Although it was still the warriors who went up and reported themselves, they immediately lay down, but judging from Zhang Ping's interrupted breath and increasingly trembling body, winning hope still took the majority.

"next."

"I come……"

"Next……"

At this moment, Zhang Ping was already "unable to stand."

The blurred eyes looked like a complete collapse of powerlessness.

"Hiss, there seems to be something wrong. This man looks weak, but he has already beaten nearly 200 people with this appearance."

"Never mind him, it's just a little short, and he will definitely lose his strength!"

It's not that no one saw that Zhang Ping was pretending, but most of them were still waiting for him to be powerless, waiting for themselves to be the one to defeat the leader of the Exorcist Division.

Gambler psychology.

Knowing that the hope is slim, but even if there is a little expectation, even if it is not necessarily true, there will be countless people flocking to it.

Luo Shuguang disappeared, listened to everyone's remarks, and left with satisfaction.

The "next one" that sounded like he was going to die at any time kept ringing on the field.

And more and more people are yelling madly in their hearts: "It will be me soon, and he will die soon!"

When Zhang Ping had reached No.13 on the Tianjiao list, everyone finally felt something was wrong.

In this Wangqi state, it seems that he has already won more than 600 people in a very weak way, and the sky is not dark yet.

And that No. 12 on the Tianjiao list, the expression on his face was almost crying.

"Brother, show me the truth, how much energy do you have left?"

Zhang Ping thought to himself, this is a sincere person.

So I started to look up and think about what number to report is more appropriate...

As a result, seeing Zhang Ping on the other side really started to think, he immediately became sober, shouted "I quit!", and then stepped off the stage without looking back.

Zhang Ping, advanced to No.12 on the Tianjiao list.

And it was this act of looking up and thinking that completely broke his "weakness" disguise.

They are all warriors in the sky-blood realm, so no one is stupid.

When Zhang Ping saw it, he simply stopped pretending, stomped his feet and continued: "Next!"

………………

Ding Tong shook the fan in his hand, looking thoughtfully at Wu Xishuang, who was panting and cursing non-stop.

Because the three families of Wu, Pan, and Ding had a good relationship with the Exorcist, Song Heng didn't take the initiative to take action when facing their young Patriarch.

Instead, turn on the astral body and let the opponent do it.

Wu Xishuang slashed at Song Heng with Pan Feipeng's broadsword for half an hour, but Song Heng remained motionless.

The father Wu Huan who really couldn't stand it anymore called someone to drag him down.

Before leaving, Wu Xishuang was still cursing, calling Song Heng an iron-headed bastard, which made Si Zijin and the others laugh out loud.

But the ladies and sisters of the Exorcist Division can't see this.

Dare to say our family Song Heng?So one by one, they used full firepower to scold Wu Xishuang.

Under the double blow of mental and physical strength, Wu Xishuang finally withered, and did not line up with the girls from the Demon Division.

However, he lowered his head below and whispered quietly.

Ding Tong, as the peerless arrogance who has won the No. [-] martial arts competition for three consecutive years, has a far superior view of martial arts than his peers.

He reviewed the battle just now, and kept thinking about the limit of Song Xingxing's body.

As a rare fighter who does not rely on magic as an attack skill in non-close combat, Ding Tong's thinking is running fast.

After a while, he decided to give it a go.

"Brother Song Heng, I only make one move. If you can resist it, you will be considered the winner."

Song Heng nodded honestly, and then heard Ding Tong continue:
"This trick is my own creation, but I have never had a chance to practice it, and I don't know how powerful it is, so..."

"If there is an offense, how much offence!"

The dialogue between the two on the stage has long been heard verbatim by the bigwigs who are always paying attention to this place.

The city lord said to Ding Hua with a smile: "Look, you should relax more at ordinary times, even if the child has new tricks, there is no room for him."

Ding Hua's face was cold, but his tone was full of pride: "The journey of magic is so difficult, and his journey is still long!"

Song Heng showed a rare look of excitement, and nodded to Ding Tong: "Come on!"

Ding Tong didn't make a formula, but just extended his right hand and turned it over, a flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

Gently raised his palm to push, and the flames flew towards Song Heng's direction at a very slow speed, as if they were being hoisted by someone with a rope.

No. 1 in the dragon and phoenix list, but only a small flame was emitted.

But no one dared to question it.

Because during the flight, the flames gradually expanded, and halfway through the journey, it had already turned into a fireball the size of a human head.

The terrifying aura rolled in the fireball, attracting everyone's attention.

Even the martial artists who were fighting each other stopped and looked here.

The fireball grew bigger and bigger, and soon approached Song Heng.

"This move is called Burning Heaven."

"Please accept it!"

Ding Tong snapped his fingers, and the fireball exploded instantly.

There were no scattered fire waves, and the exploding fireball formed a closed loop by itself, enclosing Song Heng as the target.

As if the inside of a star was collapsing, Song Heng's body was constantly exploding with extremely powerful flaming spiritual power.

Even Zhang Ping, who was far away, felt the extraordinary power.

"This trick is a great gift I prepared for the Demon Realm. I didn't expect to use it here in advance." Ding Tong said to Song Heng in the firelight.

"I stayed at the end of the Martial Arts Competition for three full years without any opponent."

"Brother Song Heng, I don't know where the limit of your astral body is, but I would like to be No.1 to break it!"

Ding Tong opened his hand in the direction of Song Heng, and then shook it suddenly: "Explosion!"

The blazing spiritual power that had been ringing suddenly stopped exploding and began to shrink.

The red light in the closed loop condensed into a small spot as if it was absorbed instantly, and then exploded suddenly!

The city lord's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, he sealed the two's martial arts platform with a lot of spiritual power.

The sky-shattering explosions began to sound continuously.

"Guigui, as expected of Master Fa, what kind of monsters are they..." Zhang Ping was stunned when he saw the movement in front of him.

"Drip!"

"It is detected that the host's understanding of spells has deepened!"

"Martial Skill Unlocked: Heaven Crashing Earth!"

"Heaven falls and earth shatters: Through the Phoenix Fire Jue, spiritual power can be converted into fire attributes, which can cause burst damage lasting ten seconds! Faye who can't use knives is not a good cook!"

awesome!

Zhang Ping pulled out the panel to appreciate his new skills, and he was very happy to see it.

Apart from Dragon Roar, Duan Lang and Mie Shi, the third oldest, I don't have particularly strong lethal skills.

Others such as heart-cutting and sky-swallowing are some functional skills, which Zhang Ping feels are still lacking.

Really dozed off, someone sent a pillow, Zhang Ping felt that he still wanted to stay with these capable people.

Maybe one day I will be able to prostitute new martial arts for nothing?

As for Song Heng, Zhang Ping wasn't worried at all.

This explosion was indeed earth-shattering, but it was far from Song Hengbi who could summon five meteorites.

As if to verify Zhang Ping's idea, bursts of silver light appeared in the explosions that continuously emitted a destructive atmosphere.

Gradually, the silver light with the power of the stars covered the flames like dust.

Looking at the stunned Ding Tong, the unscathed Song Heng said seriously:

"Brother Ding Tong, what a powerful spell!"

Ding Tong was about to go crazy, it was a destructive power that even the city lord was quite afraid of, Song Heng solved it so lightly.

Is there any king law?Are there any laws?
Song Heng is only at the Heavenly Blood Realm, right?

Although cross-border battles are normal for this group of geniuses, this is too outrageous.

Ding Tong felt that all his cultivation had been attributed to the dog.

As everyone knows, Song Heng was frozen in the Nether Mountains by the demon king of Dao Habitat with an ice spell. The scene where he couldn't move and could only watch others being beaten was too profound.

So for so long, Song Heng never gave up his cultivation.

And focused on strengthening the resistance to spells.

For example, there is a new fire-fighting skill: Star Grip.

Earth-shattering cheers erupted from the viewing platform of the Demon Slayer.

The sweet voices of the ladies and sisters sent Song Heng's name all over the martial arts arena.

Ding Hua looked at his son's distraught look on the stage, and smiled wryly.

Thinking of Si Zijin, he applauded slowly: "Master Exorcist, talents come forth in large numbers!"

After all, an instant body appeared on the sidelines.

"Father, I..." Ding Tong was ashamed when he saw his father personally present.

"There are people beyond people, there is heaven beyond the sky, you still have a long way to go!"

Ding Hua's words were preaching, but his tone was very gentle: "Okay, the journey of martial arts has not continued, let's continue to practice."

Ding Tong, who kept responding, raised his head again, no longer depressed.

He bowed his hands to Song Heng, who was covered in silver light, and left the martial arts arena straight away.

Maybe it was going home to retreat, or maybe it was going to the Demon Realm to train, the back of leaving was quite free and easy.

The city lord watched the scene completely, and didn't stop him, but said with a smile:

"Sure enough, if you don't force yourself, you will never know how much your potential will be."

After hearing this, Si Zijin, Wu, and Pan, the two Patriarchs, smiled and remained silent.

In fact, the current Midtown is only divided into the way out faction and the conservative faction.

Although the ultimate goal of the city owner is to find a way out, he also hopes that after finding a way out, he can continue the glory of Midtown.

So even if there are families targeting the Exorcist, or because the Exorcist has too much power to monitor the world, the city lord will not ask.

Even Zhang Ping could tell that this was raising Gu.

But they don't care, as long as they can break through that step, everything will be fine.