The suppressed thing

  The sun hangs high on the side and has a tendency to go west.

The warm air started to cool down.

The sky is cloudy and cloudy, passing quickly, and at the edge of the auditorium, the towering wall is orange-yellow.

  The wind is rising, and in the center of the arena, dust is swept up and danced.

  The two figures intertwined, one tall and the other short, colliding violently, and the surrounding tens of meters were silent.

  "This life-threatening force, this feeling of fighting for life, hahaha exciting!"

There was a sudden laughter in the center of the arena swept by the yellow sand, and anyone who heard the laughter could feel the joy and heroism contained in it.

  "Come again, come again"

  Ning Xiaotian only felt that his blood was running high, his blood was boiling, burning, something seemed to be mobilized in his mind, and he was about to reach a critical point, he eagerly wanted to vent the stagnating feeling.

  The strength of the sword swing became stronger.

  "Bang bang. Pfft."

  Bright fireworks bloomed between the knife and the sword, splashing between the blade and the armor.

The attacks of the two became more and more frequent, and they became more and more rude.

The armor on the body continued to appear white marks.

The only difference is that the man's body is deeper, while Ning Xiaotian's body is shallower.

This is the result of his deliberate avoidance in advance with the help of his eyes, and it is also due to the toughness of the armor.

  "Noisy!"

The man snorted coldly, the strength in his hand was even stronger, and the blue veins burst out in his ears.

  Head, neck, shoulders, he only has these three positions in his eyes now.

In addition to his face, he has decided to give up the defense of his other positions, and now there is only one thought, and that is to smash the person in front of him into mud.

  The tiger's hair is numb and the wrist is sore, and he has long ignored it.

  "Bang!"

The head tilted, the armor on the forehead was stabbed again, and the blood flowed down, flowing over the corners of the brows, the eyes, and the cheeks to the chin, dripping down, and the cold wind was hit before it touched the armor. roll away.

  His brows were already wet, and a smear of blood red vaguely appeared in front of his eyes. The killing intent in his heart was even more intense, and the strength in his hands increased again.

  "Crack!Crack!"

With the sound of the slate cracking, the dust was swayed up by the wind, and then rolled up with the wind.

  The clouds were stirred and passed over the heads of the two of them, the sun was half-obscured, and the ground was reflected in a large area of ​​bright red.

  "Crazy, crazy, these two people are crazy"

In the stands, everyone's scalp was numb.

  Even the audience who had witnessed Ning Xiaotian's battles in the past were dumbfounded at this time. They had never seen such a

"Golden Warrior".

In their impressions, the Golden Warriors can always end battles calmly and gracefully, and their moves have never been as wild and rude as they are today.

  It feels like a different person.

  Too fierce!

  "Is this the true strength of the Golden Warriors?"

Some people were amazed, only to feel that their eyes could no longer keep up with the rhythm of the Golden Warriors' sharp swords.

  "Damn it, I have to say, I'm starting to like this kid surnamed Jin!" In the observation room, Liu Erlong patted his thigh, his eyes lit up,

"That's right, fights have to be like this, fearless, Go forward bravely."

  "Another Tang Hao!"

  Yu Luomian sighed, his eyes flickering:

"I just don't know what clan this person was born in."

  He also wanted to recruit such a genius.

  "Is this Golden Warrior really just the Soul King?"

In another observation room, Davis couldn't help muttering, he felt that Ning Xiaotian's attack was far beyond his understanding, at least he couldn't do it to such an extent .

  "If his soul power hadn't been imprisoned."

Thinking of this, he felt numb in his heart, "I'm not an opponent at all."

  "As the owner of the sword and martial arts, it is natural to spend more time on sword skills." Dai Jiuchong comforted,

He had already determined that Ning Xiaotian's martial spirit was a sword, otherwise it would be impossible to acquire such superb sword skills.

At the same time, Dai Jiuzhong didn't want Davis, the eldest prince of the empire, to have any doubts about himself because of Ning Xiaotian's fighting power, which was not conducive to his development on the road of soul master.

  "I'm afraid this golden warrior is also born in a famous family."

He added inwardly, his face dignified.

  If it is a civilian, kill it and kill it, and there is no problem with forcibly subduing it.

But if you are born into a famous family, you have to consider the consequences, at the very least, get things done.

  It has to be more secretive

  . "Yes."

Davis nodded.

As the owner of the mainland's top beast martial arts, his martial arts development direction is completely different from that of Ning Xiaotian.

Besides, with his talent, as long as he works hard, his achievements will not be bad.

  Take a deep breath and continue watching the game.

  "A little bit, a little bit."

  In the middle of the field, Ning Xiaotian gritted his teeth, his eyes were faintly red, the feeling of being on the verge of a limit became more and more obvious, but he couldn't pierce the layer of window paper, this feeling It made him extremely uncomfortable and distressed.

  "Drink!" He shouted loudly, venting his depression at the same time, the strength in his hands exploded to the extreme, and even his arms were faintly hot.

"Bang" The swords collided again, the man was stunned, and the sharp blade in his hand was so shaken that he almost wanted to let go.

  The opponent's strength suddenly increased sharply.

  "If your strength is only like this, then die."

  Ning Xiaotian's voice was low, and the red light in his eyes was even more red.

The fighting instinct hidden in the deepest part of the soul and suppressed by reason was completely mobilized at this moment.

  The long-suppressed killing intent finally erupted without reservation at this moment.

Killing, killing, it is just an instant, the more domineering and tricky blade is like a galloping wave, sweeping away towards the man.

  Reincarnation robbery, breaking the army!

  "How is this possible!" The man was shocked.

  "How could his strength suddenly skyrocket so much?

Did he still retain his strength before?"

As his thoughts drifted away, his wrist, which had been shaken almost out of shape, quickly returned to normal, and his whole body tightened almost instinctively.

He could already feel it.

The opponent's almost real killing intent, as well as the coming stormy attack.

  "Bang!"

The floor cracked in a tortoise-like shape toward the surrounding area, and the man's right foot was almost embedded in the ground.

A huge chest tightness hit him, and the man's lips spurted uncontrollably with blood.

  "Ah!"

Resisting the tearing pain all over his body, the man roared loudly, bullying his body to resist with all his strength.

  This sudden outburst may just be the end of his prayer, and he is also clear in his heart that he will die if he can't stop it.

  Bang bang bang.

The swords kept colliding violently, and the sword marks on the armor became deeper and deeper.

The lion-head-shaped heart protector on the chest was tattered, and a little blood emerged from the inside.

The time passed little by little, and the man became more and more anxious. .

  Although he tried his best to block it, the helmet was still gouged many times, and his vision gradually became dazed.

  The opponent's sword is too fast, and the angle is tricky and overbearing, and he has no room to fight back.

  "Why isn't it over yet?"

he roared inwardly.

  On the occasion of the clone, "Bang!" The wrist was in severe pain, and the sharp blade between the five fingers let go uncontrollably.

  But what ushered in was not a sharp blade, but

  an endless mad fist.

  The blade in Ning Xiaotian's hand has been inserted into the ground, and the fist and foot moves that he has learned in his life are poured over the man's body one by one.

  "Bang bang bang"

is like a stone chiseling steel, and the roar echoes throughout the arena.

Numerous pits and pits continue to emerge on the man's armor.

The original stalwart body is like a boat on the sea, which is being beaten by the rushing waves. dismembered.

  There was silence outside.

  "Pfft!"

The man's mouth uncontrollably spurted blood again, and his body gradually became weak.

  "It's not enough, it's not enough!"

  Ning Xiaotian was like a madman, "Bang" was another blow to the man's abdomen, the man bent over uncontrollably, his cheeks bulged, he was about to cough, and suddenly he was hit by a giant Clamping his neck with his hands, his body weighing several hundred pounds was lifted up, and then, "Bang" was smashed to the ground.

Ning Xiaotian raised his right foot and stepped down quickly. The "Boom Rumble" man's chest was sunken, the ground collapsed half a point overwhelmed, the huge impact spread around, and the dust on the ground was cleared away.

  "Grumbling."

  The man has completely lost consciousness, but his body is still shaking, and blood is constantly seeping from his nose and mouth.

  "Bang!" With another kick, he lost his voice completely.

  Ning Xiaotian clenched his silver teeth lightly, and suddenly looked up at the beautiful host, his voice was low and depressed.

  "Continue to the next game!"