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Chapter 43: The yellow beam cannot fulfill my dream(1/2)

When Jiang Wang and his retinue arrived at the highest-standard martial arts platform of Canglang Arena, those who had bought tickets were already taking their seats in the stands.

Of course, it was not just the dignitaries of the pastoral country who came.

Envoys from various countries, such as Huang Budong of Qin State, Chen Suan of Jing State, etc., would not miss this opportunity to learn about the strength of other countries' geniuses.

Both Jiang Wang and Zhong Liyan don't mind fighting in the Canglang Arena, which is also a sign of confidence that they don't mind being studied and targeted, and they don't mind other potential opponents making preparations in advance.

Because in the next period of time, there will be no key occasions similar to the Yellow River Meeting, and with their talents... tomorrow will definitely not be today.

Their greatest need is a fighting place where they can fight without interference, without affecting others, and where they can completely liberate their power.

The Qingya Terrace of Canglang Arena is exactly this kind of place.

This Qingya Platform is a circular fighting arena with a radius of one hundred feet.

City defense-level formations are engraved on top-quality floor tiles, creating a venue that can accommodate the aftermath of a strong battle.

The surrounding stands are arranged in a stepped ring. In addition to the protective formations, the auditorium is also engraved with formations that enhance insight. This allows the audience with insufficient strength to appreciate the details of the battle of powerful monks. In this way,

Lower the viewing threshold.

"As long as you are willing to spend money, you can enjoy the battle between the strong." This cross-level pleasure attracts many people to spend a lot of money. It is really exciting to watch those who are far stronger than themselves fight life and death in front of them.

The taxes paid by the major fighting places are the highest among all industries in the pastoral country, and far exceed the second place.

Huge interests naturally give rise to a huge network of relationships, and there are big figures behind all the top fighting arenas.

Three hundred seats sounds like a lot, but when spread out on Qingya Terrace, they are actually very few and far between. However, because most of the visitors are extraordinary people, the scene is very fulfilling.

Behind the huge arch is a long corridor. The lampstand hanging on the stone wall shines a dim and sacred light.

There are colorful murals on both sides of the corridor, depicting ancient legends of the grassland. It seems to be a story about a goddess saving the world, and a white cow plays an important role in it. Jiang Wang can't quite understand it.

He stood here silently, waiting for the moment the duel began.

There was only one arch in front of him, made of black iron, like an iron cage to keep out ferocious beasts.

Qiao Lin led four elite warriors from the Sky Overthrow Army to quietly accompany him. When the envoys were dueling, as their retinue, they must stay on the sidelines.

Compared to Jiang Wang, who was calm and calm, Qiao Lin was obviously much more nervous. The hand holding the knife loosened and closed, and closed and loosened again.

The person presiding over this duel was Bian Qiang, the best master of ceremonies in the Canglang Arena, known as the Rose of the North.

But obviously there is little room for her to play today.

Wearing a floor-length skirt, she showed a very proud figure. She exposed her jade-lotus-like arms and used a black armband to make her skin tone brighter.

Standing on the overhanging high platform, his beautiful eyes wavered, and he said in a sweet voice: "On one side is the youngest military meritorious prince in the world in the past hundred years, on the other hand holds the inheritance of the hereditary princes of the Great Chu Empire; on the other side is the Yellow River in Dao Li 3919

Among the leaders of the Inner Palace Realm, there is an unparalleled genius who gave up martial arts and practiced martial arts, and then climbed to the top again!"

"Who wins and who loses in this battle?"

"Let's wait and see, Chitan Jiang Wang will face off against Xiangu Zhongliyan!"

It has to be said that although the preparation time was short, she still did a lot of work, and even Jiang Wang's latest fiefdom in Xia Kingdom was not missed. Compared with Qingyang Town, Chitan, which was obtained by the Marquis, is obviously a better match.

The clan of the Zhongli clan.

Everyone's eyes were turned to the field.

The arches suddenly opened, and the geniuses standing on both sides of the Qingya Terrace were bathed in the skylight.

Zhong Liyan is dressed in a black outfit, with a heavy sword hanging on his back. He has a short beard and eagle eyes. When he steps, he feels like the sky is shaking and the earth is shaking.

Jiang Wang is still wearing a fluttering green shirt, with a long sword hanging on the left side of his waist and a white jade hanging on the right, walking like a wandering cloud.

They walked to the center of the arena facing each other without saying anything else.

Bian Qiang also directly declared: "May God give you glory, please start this sacred battle!"

Her voice is undoubtedly pleasant, especially the blessing of divine magic, which makes it quite inspiring.

At this moment, Jiang Wang took a step forward, jumped high into the air, reached out and grabbed it, but it was facing the direction of Bian Qiang, and caught Bian Qiang's declaration in his hand.

Seize the sound as quality!

He rejected Bian Qiang's words with his actions.

He does not need the glory of God, nor the blessing of God, no matter what the original god or Cangtu god is.

He is God today!

Sizzle sizzle.

Bian Qiang's words rang out again between his five fingers. The invisible sound pattern took on substance, and burst out with the sound of thunder and lightning. And the violent thunder light was grasped by him, and he held out a thunder gun.

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In his hands, the Vajra Thunder Sound that Subdues the Outsiders has undergone a completely different transformation from that of the monks in Xuankong Temple. Today is just a small test, but it is not yet a real move.

But when he jumped into the sky, he held the sound in his hand and turned it into thunder and lightning, and arrogantly struck down in the form of a spear. The fluttering green shirt was surrounded by white lightning. The martial posture at this moment was truly magnificent!

In particular, Zhong Liyan activated it almost at the same time. With just one step of his foot, the whole figure was like a launched ballista, making a violent scream in the air. The boiling energy of the sea surged around the body. This body was like a rolling frenzy.

Come

But he happened to meet Jiang Wang's thunder spear.

Everything seems to be made in heaven.

The two geniuses completed the first round of the fight with an unspeakable tacit understanding.

The energy of the divine will collided with the thunder and lightning.

Zhong Liyan's heavy sword had scattered the thunder spear. But his own blood and energy suddenly shot up into the sky like smoke, breaking away from the clouds, as if he was about to hit the scorching sun!

At the end of the Pillar of Wolf Smoke, there are still faintly overlapping skies outside the sky.

Zhong Liyan is still the same Zhong Liyan, but when you look at him at this moment, your eyes will be burned and consumed. It's so terrifying that you can't look directly at him. His breath is like thunder, and his every move is like fire and water.

In this battle with Jiang Wang, all the testing, understanding, and weighing were all done in one go!

After the first combination, he had completely liberated himself, showing the spirit and blood of a martial artist who had developed divinity after reaching the twenty-first level.

What is the basis of the so-called "great martial artist who can defeat all laws"?

It is the muscles, bones, flesh and hair of this body that transcend the separation between heaven and man. It is the energy and blood that connects the gods!

The scattered lightning lay at his feet, suppressed by all the surrounding energy. The two-handed heavy sword just swept over, as if it had pushed a mountain!

More than just like?!

His energy and blood roared like a river, and in the void behind him was the shadow of a sword-shaped peak.

Who can move a sword like a mountain?

In the inner realm of Jiang Wang, there is also an extremely overpowering sword that combines all supernatural powers. However, compared with Zhong Liyan's sword, it appears to be illusory.

Jiang Wang's sword was the force that caused the Tianzhu to collapse, and it was his most powerful sword at that time.

As for Zhong Liyan, who has stepped into the twenty-first level of martial arts, this sword is not only powerful. It has the potential to overturn the mountain, the intention of overturning the mountain, and the power to overturn the mountain!

Everything is dark because the mountain blocks out the sky and the sun.

Everything is pushed away again, because this mountain is unstoppable and sweeps away all the dust!

Everything is rejected, everything is crushed.

This is the first warrior Jiang Wang has faced who can stand up to the gods.

This is the terrifying power that a martial artist can display after he sets foot in the twenty-first heaven.

At this time, the sky is open and the earth is vast, with nothing on all sides except heavy swords like peaks and mountains.

The man of God pushed it with this sword, and it was overwhelming and unstoppable!

However, there are people standing in front of this mountain.

The word "people accompanying mountains" means "immortal"!

The figure hanging high in the sky, with the lightning in its hand just disintegrating, faced such a majestic sword, but did not retreat or avoid it, but moved forward.

Facing the Huanghuang Sword Mountain, the blue clouds loomed beneath your feet. In the few unobservable gaps of energy, with one step, you had already stepped on the top of the Sword Mountain!

What a brave artist.

The five palaces rotated between his chest and abdomen, and the bright light of the heavenly body instantly penetrated the suppression of vision by Zhong Liyan's sword.

The mountain of blindness has since moved away.

Suddenly, the collision between the two geniuses of the world presented a clearer picture.

Wuyan Lanzhu saw that Zhongliyan's blood was soaring, like a god and demon coming to the world, and a mountain of swords crushing him, trying to suppress all dissent. Although she was outside the venue, even though she knew that Qingya Terrace could definitely guarantee the safety of the audience, she still felt a sense of standing alone in the blizzard.

in panic.

At this moment, the Marquis of Wu'an of Qi State came out of the shadow of the mountain and set foot on the top of the mountain.

The corners of the robe are rolled up and fluttering like a fairy.

Perhaps this is the only high mountain in the human world, but immortals are always on high mountains.

Although she couldn't understand the battle situation, the details of the confrontation, or the various trade-offs in the battle... she felt moved for no reason.
To be continued...
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