Seven World Martial God Chapter 116: Who is No. 1
"What's going on?"
"How can my knife tremble!"
"It's terrible, why is this? He obviously only has the third level of martial arts!"
In the square, there was an exclamation, even some of the inner disciples and the elders of the Shenxingmen were shocked. They all felt that the weapons in their hands trembled, and the bath was about to fly out, as if they were about to blend into the majestic momentum, and they couldn't help it.
Fortunately, some powerful inner disciples and elders of Shenxingmen, they are powerful and strong, and they immediately suppressed the vibration of the weapon.
Those outside disciples could not suppress their own weapons, making a long knife, sharp sword, gun and other various weapons all soar into the sky and gathered in the direction of the ring.
Finally, these tens of thousands of weapons hovered above the head of the Seven Princes, spinning rapidly in the sky, forming a huge vortex.
"This is the intention of a gun!" Ye Tian's eyes condensed, and he couldn't help being surprised. He finally understood where the Seven Prince's confidence came from. However, he didn't expect this person to understand the will of martial arts just like himself.
"It is the will of martial arts!"
"It's a gun intent!"
Some of the elders of the Star Gate were moved, a little surprised, some envy, and even some jealous. Those disciples couldn't see that they, Wuzong powerhouses, would naturally not know the will of the martial arts.
You must know that the most important step for these Wuzongs who want to be promoted to Wujun is to understand the will of martial arts. Only by comprehending the will of martial arts, can you break through the bottle and be promoted to Wujun.
Otherwise, even if your cultivation reaches the ninth level of Wuzong's peak, or even higher, but you do not understand the will of martial arts, you will never have the opportunity to step into the realm of Wujun.
None of the elders of the Star Gate who were present had comprehended the will of martial arts, so when he saw the intent of the Seven Prince's guns, he couldn't help but feel a little envy and hatred.
At the same time, they also shocked the Seven Prince's talent.
So far in the Great Yan Nation, there has not been a single person who has understood the will of martial arts in the realm of martial arts. Maybe someone has understood the will of martial arts and hides it, but there are definitely not many such evils.
And now, no one would have thought that it was just a contest of outer disciples at the Star Gate, and there was a peerless evildoer who understood the intent of the gun.
"King Nanlin, you have someone to succeed!" Although the old man had known it, he couldn't help but sigh at this time, but no one noticed it, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
"Why is it the intention of the gun? God won't even give me the last chance?" Old Buried sighed in his heart, and was a little unwilling.
The king of Nanlin next to didn’t know what the old burial was thinking, and shook his head modestly, saying: “The old burial is too rewarding. This kid just condensed the seeds of spear intent. From a distance, he realized that the intent of a spear was 10%. Far away."
The elder Shenxingmen next to saw him like this and couldn't help but curl his lips. Everyone knew that once the seeds of martial arts will be condensed, it is only a matter of time before the next realization of martial arts will.
rumbling!
When everyone was shocked, the ring was screaming and raging.
A majestic spear intent appeared on the Seven Prince's body, and this spear intent followed the spear in his hand and pointed at the opposite Meng Shiyun. Suddenly, that peerless and sharp aura made Meng Shiyun's pretty face white, and her body was a little trembling.
"Gun intent!"
Meng Shiyun’s eyes were full of solemnity, but she did not give up, instead she exploded all the true essence in the body to build a hard defense outside.
"Don't you admit defeat?"
The people under the ring were a little surprised and admired when they saw Meng Shiyun's approach.
The seven princes also condensed, but then sneered: "You want to try the power of gun intent, and that prince will do you well."
Boom!
As his voice fell, the tens of thousands of weapons hovering in the sky, like sharp swords shot out, and like a torrent of rushing torrents, came in mighty, drowning the poetry of dreams.
In the face of such an overlying attack, Meng Shiyun knew that she could not avoid it, so she could only explode her true essence as much as possible, and build a layer of defense outside the body.
I have to say that Meng Shiyun’s cultivation base is very powerful, and the fifth level of Wu Ling's true essence is unimaginable, and he forcibly blocked the weapons that came from the impact.
rumbling!
Only hearing a series of collision sounds, people found that Meng Shiyun was wrapped in countless weapons, and she could no longer see her.
"Ah..."
Many people exclaimed, some couldn't bear to see this scene.
Some elders of the God Star Gate also have blazing eyes, staring at the field intensively, as long as Meng Shi Yun is in danger of life, they will stop it in time.
The torrent of weapons like lasted for a full five minutes before it slowly stopped.
At this time, the entire ring was in a mess. Meng Shiyun was half kneeling in the center of the ring, her face pale, and her clothes had many cracks, revealing her snow-white skin.
Around Meng Shiyun, countless weapons fell on the ground, some even broken.
Wow!
When I saw this scene, the whole square was boiling, and countless people were crying.
Someone shocked the Seven Prince's strength!
Some people admire that Dream Poetry can sustain it.
More people are crying out for their weapons, because in the impact just now, almost half of the weapons were broken.
At this moment, these people scolded the eighteenth generations of the ancestors of the Seven Princes secretly. It was not until the Nanlin King stood up and announced that he would compensate for these broken weapons. These people looked much better.
"Seven Princes win!" A black-robed elder announced the result.
Although Meng Shiyun was not injured, everyone could tell that her true essence had been exhausted, and she had no fighting power. On the other hand, the Seven Princes were still full of energy and vigorous.
This makes people have to sigh the terrible will of martial arts!
Of course, this time the Seven Princes have taken a big advantage. If they are moved to other places and there are not many people watching the battle, then the Seven Princes may need some strength to defeat Meng Shiyun.
"Ye Tian, how is it? Do you dare to fight with me? If you dare, just come up. Anyway, the princes of trash have no interest in competing with them."
When Meng Shiyun was helped by Yun Shuiyao down the ring, the Seven Prince proudly swept towards Ye Tian in the crowd, carrying his hands on his back, and shouted loudly.
"Waste?"
When they heard the words of the Seven Princes, many people around were looking at the Seven Princes on the ring with ill-faced faces, and even some of the inner disciples looked gloomy.
The Seven Prince has completely angered everyone!
"This idiot..." In the stands, King Nanlin couldn't help but patted his head. Just now, he came forward to bear the loss of those broken weapons just to prevent everyone from hating the Seven Princes.
Now that the Seven Princes come like this, it can be regarded as offending everyone, even he can do nothing.
Although, with the talent of the Seven Princes and the power of King Nanlin, he is not worried about any danger to him, but it is conceivable that the life of the Seven Princes at the Star Gate will definitely be difficult in the future.
"What an idiot!" Among the crowd, the thirteen prince sneered. Although his talent is not as good as the Seven Princes, he is enough to get rid of the Seven Princes and Ten Streets in terms of humanity. According to the current situation, unless the seventh prince's cultivation level reaches the point of abnormality, it is very likely that the thirteenth prince will take over the position of the Nanlin King in the future.
"Ye Tian, are you sure?" Lin Fei on the side asked bitterly, he began to regret betting with the Seven Prince before.
Originally, according to Ye Tian's strength, he would definitely not be weaker than Martial Spirit Level 3, but Lin Fei did not expect the Seventh Prince to comprehend the will of martial arts.
Looking at everyone's expectant gaze, Ye Tian's expression was indifferent, and he remained silent.
"You are not his opponent!" A cold voice suddenly came, and everyone turned their heads to look at it. It turned out that Yun Shuiyao was walking with Meng Shiyun, and it was Meng Shiyun who was speaking.
At this time, Meng Shiyun has already put on a white robe, but her face is still very pale. It is obvious that her true essence has been consumed too much and it is difficult to recover at once.
"Is there really no chance?" Lin Fei's face paled, as if he was shocked. If Ye Tian could not defeat the Seventh Prince, then he really wanted to follow the Seventh Prince, thinking that he would follow that self. Mad, he was very aggrieved.
Ye Tian remained silent, his face heavy.
"If there is a chance elsewhere, but here..." Meng Shiyun shook her head, but everyone knew what she meant.
There are too many people watching the battle here. As soon as the Seven Prince’s gunshot is released, all the weapons will involuntarily converge towards him. The resulting attack power cannot even resist Meng Shiyun, a fifth-level martial artist. What's more, Ye Tian who only has the first level of martial arts.
"Forget it, who made me bet, this is my own sin~IndoMTL.com~ Asking for trouble!" Lin Fei closed his eyes, then opened them with a wry smile.
The others looked at him sympathetically.
"Haha, I'm joking with you!" Ye Tian suddenly laughed, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, he patted Lin Fei's shoulder hard, and then walked towards the ring.
Suddenly, the eyes of the surrounding people gathered, and everyone watching the game looked at Ye Tian.
"He...he just said...just kidding with me?" Lin Fei was stunned, looking at Ye Tian's back, for a long time he didn't recover.
The Thirteenth Prince, Yun Shuiyao and others also stayed for a while, with some hesitation in their eyes.
"Impossible, he can't be the opponent of the Seven Prince!" Meng Shiyun shook her head. She still insisted on her own opinion. In fact, in her heart, she thought Ye Tian could not match her.
However, no one cared about Meng Shiyun anymore at this time, everyone looked at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian boarded the ring and looked at the Seven Princes in the distance, slowly lowering the big iron box behind him, and pulling out the blood knife in his hand, with a fierce momentum.
"Can Ye Tian win?"
"Although I really hope he defeats that arrogant man, but...this chance is small!"
"He is the biggest dark horse of this year, maybe he can continue to black out, maybe!"
"How is it possible? That arrogant man has realized the will of martial arts, and his cultivation is more than two levels of Ye Tian. This is not a battle of one level at all."
Looking at the two people on the ring, the people around them were talking.