War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

In the end, none of the remaining twelve young talents refused to accept.

"Since no one has any objections...then, I announce that the second round of selection will begin now!"

Over the prison arena, the old man announced again.

Immediately, apart from Su Li, the eyes of the other two young talents at the eighth level of the Void Realm lit up.

In their view.

The two young talents of the eighth level of the Void Realm who were stronger than them died, and now there are only three young talents of the eighth level of the Void Realm including them.

And this time, there are four places left for participating in the "Martial Arts Meeting of Ten Dynasties", except for the six young talents of the Ninth Level of the Void Realm who each have one.

It is not difficult for them to get a place.

"Tianwu is still practicing?"

Seeing that the second round of selection was about to start, Duan Lingtian looked through the void, and finally landed on the upper-class auditorium exclusive to the Feng family.

In fact, when he shot Ye Lu to death, he took a special look at Feng Tianwu.

Of course, his main purpose was to know whether Feng Tianwu bet a bunch of low-grade primordial stones on him.

When he saw Feng Tianwu was practicing with her eyes closed, he knew that this girl definitely didn't place a bet.

At this moment, after Duan Lingtian's eyes fell on Feng Tianwu's body for a moment, Feng Tianwu suddenly opened his eyes, and the light flashed across them.

"Tianwu... seems to have changed."

Duan Lingtian, who originally wanted to look away, found out that Feng Tianwu had woken up, and looked at her a few more times, and after this look, he saw some clues.

"Tianwu, you... broke through?"

Considering that there are many strong people in the upper-class auditorium, there may be 'inscribed pattern masters' who are proficient in spiritual power, so Duan Lingtian did not use spiritual power to probe Feng Tianwu's cultivation, but asked with Yuan Li concentrating on his voice.

Feng Tianwu, who just woke up, heard Duan Lingtian's Yuanli condensed voice before he could suppress his surprise, and couldn't help but respond, "Yes."

"really!"

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath,

Shocked again by the talent of the owner of the 'Fire Spirit Body'.

This girl Tianwu is different from him.

He has the memory of reincarnated Emperor Wu, as well as some encounters, that made him achieve what he is today.

But Tianwu only had the 'Fire Spirit Body' as a support.

Most importantly, Tianwu is younger than him.

Soon, Feng Tianwu woke up completely, and after knowing what happened just now from Lao Kong's mouth, her beautiful face changed slightly, and she hurriedly looked at Duan Lingtian, and Yuan Li said in a concentrated voice: "Brother Duan, I'm sorry... Cultivation, I didn’t place a bet for you.”

"Not urgent."

Duan Lingtian shook his head lightly, and said indifferently: "There will be opportunities in the future."

Before Feng Tianwu had time to respond, the old man above Prison Arena had already spoken again, "The purpose of the second round of selection is to select the final four and the six Void-entry-level candidates among the remaining twelve. Jiuzhong young talents are qualified to participate in the 'Ten Dynasties Martial Arts' together."

When the old man said this, he began to talk about the qualifications for the second round of selection.

The second round of selection is a freestyle challenge.

Twelve young talents, including Su Li and Feng Tianwu, stepped into the air, did not meet together, but stood in the air in front of their respective auditoriums.

For a time, twelve young talents became the focus of much attention.

"Freestyle challenge, any one of you can take the lead and challenge the other... Regardless of the outcome, the two of you can rest for a while. The second person who initiates the challenge must not challenge the two who just made the move challenge."

"Continue to challenge like this, and always decide the strongest four."

The old man said slowly.

"This freestyle challenge is not bad... It is difficult for those who do not have enough strength to get through."

Duan Lingtian secretly thought.

And almost as soon as the old man's words fell, a young talent at the eighth level of Void Entering Realm flew out and was the first to reach the sky above Prison Arena.

"Now, please choose one of the other eleven people to challenge."

The old man said to this young talent at the eighth level of Void Entering Realm.

"I challenge him!"

The young talent at the eighth level of the Void Realm pointed to a young talent at the seventh level of the Void Realm and said.

Immediately afterwards, the two fought.

Whether it is the cultivation base or the 'artistic concept' of comprehension, the former is better, and the result can be imagined.

Entering the Void Realm, the eighth-level young talent is brilliant!

After the First World War, the young talents at the eighth level of the Void Realm ended.

One after another figures flew out, challenging the opponents he thought he was confident of defeating, and the atmosphere of the Deprion Arena was completely exaggerated.

Whoosh!

The young talent of the eighth level of Void Entering Realm who was the first to appear on the stage, appeared again.

This time, his eyes fell on the fiery red figure who hadn't been on stage until now, "Miss Tianwu, I've offended you."

The person he named to challenge was Feng Tianwu.

"It's Miss Tianwu!"

"Isn't he too shameless? He even challenged Miss Tianwu...Miss Tianwu is ten years younger than him."

"He is really ruthless enough to destroy flowers with his hands!"

...

For a while, the audience around Prisoner Arena cursed.

As long as they are normal people, they will subconsciously sympathize with the weak, especially for a stunning beauty like Feng Tianwu, which makes people feel pity from the bottom of their hearts.

"Go ahead."

When Feng Tianwu faced outsiders, her face was cold and her tone was flat, and when she faced Duan Lingtian, she was completely different.

"offend!"

The young man took a deep breath, and flew out. In his hand, the fourth-grade spiritual knife appeared, and his vitality soared. The artistic conception of the knife followed Feng Tianwu like a shadow.

Above the void, first eleven phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared, and then seven phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared.

Entering the Void Realm Eightfold!

Qizhong's artistic conception of the sword!

The visions of heaven and earth continued to change, until the young man swept out like lightning, and the phantoms of six ancient horned dragons and more than 3,000 phantoms of ancient giant elephants appeared again.

hum!

The knife in the young man's hand instantly turned into shadows of the knife all over the sky, like dense meteors falling, aiming directly at Feng Tianwu's place.

He shot with all his strength, the power contained in the knife was comparable to the power of twenty-four ancient horned dragons, plus the power of more than three thousand ancient giant elephants.

Facing the young man's shadow of swords falling down from the sky, Feng Tianwu raised his hand unhurriedly, and a red long whip appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This long whip is exactly the 'third-grade spiritual weapon' that Duan Lingtian refined for her.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

The red dress on Feng Tianwu's body fluttered slightly, like a ball of flames burning.

I don't know when, in Feng Tianwu's hand holding the third-grade spiritual whip, Yuanli began to bloom, and the "artistic conception of fire" appeared in it, and then merged into the third-grade spiritual whip.

Above the void, the power of heaven and earth fluctuated, first eleven phantoms of ancient horned dragons gathered, and then eight phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared.

In the end, there were seven phantoms of ancient horned dragons, plus seven thousand phantoms of ancient giant elephants.

Entering the Void Realm Eightfold!

The artistic conception of eight layers of fire!

A third-grade spiritual weapon with an increase of '70%'!

This is Feng Tianwu's true strength at the moment.

call out!

The third-grade spiritual whip in Feng Tianwu's hand swung suddenly, darting up like a poisonous snake. The power contained in it was as strong as twenty-six ancient horned dragons, plus the power of seven thousand ancient giant elephants.

Compared with the opponent, how much better is it?

Including Feng Tianwu's opponents, most people in the Prisoner Arena changed their faces when they saw the vision of heaven and earth caused by Feng Tianwu's full strength.

Before they had time to react, Feng Tianwu had already made a move.

call!

With a movement of Feng Tianwu's body, it swept out like a ball of flames, and there were bursts of air explosions where it passed, causing the air waves in the air to sweep away towards the surrounding Prisoner Arena.

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind in the arena.

call out!

Immediately afterwards, the spirit whip in Feng Tianwu's hand twitched, and it came out, turning into a streak of crimson lightning, flying around her body.

Because of the fast speed, it seemed that around Feng Tianwu's body, a layer of crimson mask was formed to protect Feng Tianwu inside.

But at this moment, the sky-filled sword light followed like a shadow.

hum! hum! hum! hum! hum!

...

The knife light fell like rain, and hit the crimson mask around Feng Tianwu's body, making dull noises, but it failed to break through the mask after all.

"What Tianwu is using now... is a defensive martial skill that is based on Yuanli combined with the spirit whip and the artistic conception of fire? This defensive martial skill is quite new."

Seeing this scene, Duan Lingtian was a little surprised.

The attack of that young talent at the eighth level of the Void Realm couldn't even break through the crimson defensive mask on Feng Tianwu's body, let alone hurt Feng Tianwu.

Soon, the menacing shadow of swords all over the sky gradually collapsed.

call out!

The moment the crimson mask around Feng Tianwu's body disappeared, the third-grade spiritual whip returned to her hand, and with a raised hand, it easily defeated the remaining sword shadows.

"I surrender!"

Just when Feng Tianwu was about to make a move, the young man came back to his senses and hurriedly admitted defeat.

For a moment, the people around Prison Arena who were stunned by Feng Tianwu's strength also came back to their senses.

"Miss Tianwu is so strong!"

"That's right, it's too strong! Not only has one's body cultivated to the 'eighth level of the Void Realm', but even the 'Fire Artistic Realm' has comprehended the eighth level."

"What's even more surprising is... the long whip in her hand seems to be a third-grade spiritual weapon!"

"Miss Tianwu is an eighth-level warrior of the Void Realm. Regardless of the 'artistic concept', she can display the power of eleven ancient horned dragons... The power of the spiritual weapon enhancement is improved on this basis. And just now, Miss Tianwu's The power of the spiritual weapon boost has reached the power of seven ancient horned dragons, plus the power of seven thousand ancient giant elephants."

"That is to say, the third-grade spiritual weapon in Miss Tianwu's hands can increase the power by '70%'!"

...

The entire Prison Arena was completely exploded.

A series of scorching gazes focused on the scarlet whip in Feng Tianwu's hand, as if this whip was more alluring than Feng Tianwu himself.

"A third-grade spiritual weapon with an increase of '70%'? Even if you look at the third-grade spiritual weapon, it can be regarded as the best of the best."

In the mid-level auditorium where the Blackstone Empire was located, Xiang Ying got up from her seat and lost her composure.