I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 Rock Mountain, in the late stage of the Profound Realm, a disciple of the Flame Peak of the Five Elements Sect.

　　 In a box, Zhang Yi looked at the information in his hand and said for a long time: "Is it a battle between water and fire?"

　　......

　　 In the other box, two people were sitting upright.

　　 A person is handsome and gentle.

　　 A man with a domineering figure and a rough expression.

　　 "Iwayama, you are afraid that you will be overwhelmed this time. Your opponent's swordsmanship just restrains your flame swordsmanship, and your cultivation base is overwhelming. This time, you are afraid that your chances of winning are not great."

　　 said the gentle boy.

　　 "Brother, the game hasn't started yet, and winning or losing is not necessarily the case." The rough boy was dissatisfied, but his expression was not angry, but he respected the thin boy in front of him.

　　 These two are the disciples of the Five Elements School.

　　 But compared to the domineering man, the gentle boy has a greater reputation.

　　Fang Yuan, the big disciple of the Five Elements Gate, ranks seventh in the Mystic Grade Beast Arena. His strength has reached the limit of the profound realm, and he has even understood the artistic conception of water, and his combat power far exceeds that of warriors in the same realm.

　　 Listening to Yan Shan's answer, the gentle young man thought about it seriously, and said, "Your cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of the Profound Realm. You entered the arena to seek a breakthrough."

　　 "It is also a good thing to have such a strong enemy. If you can push you to the limit, maybe you can break through that step."

　　 "Hey." Iwayama smiled, and raised his hand to touch the machete next to him, "It depends on whether the opponent is strong enough."

　　......

　　 I don’t know how long it took, and there was a knock on the door, and then a waiter slowly opened the door and walked in, lowered his head and said: "Master Zhang Yi, it's time for you to play."

　　 "It's finally here." Zhang Yi opened his eyes with a calm expression. No matter who the opponent is, he has to be defeated today.

　　 The scorching sun is high, and on the 19th ring, the two fight against each other.

　　 "Insight" Zhang Yi used insight.

　　 Rock Mountain, the peak of the late stage of the Profound Realm, good at martial arts: flame swordsmanship. (Note 1: The target repair level has reached the critical point and is in a state that can be broken at any time.)

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 "Later peak? Are you going to break through?" Zhang Yi sighed in his heart, and said to himself that he was not good.

　　 Breaking through the realm in battle has always been a very classic scene in fantasy novels. Is this going to be hit by him?

　　 Zhang Yi shouted bad luck in his heart, and had to abandon the originally envisaged war of attrition based on the wave of swordsmanship, and instead changed to the thunder method to defeat the opponent as soon as possible.

　　 Later, it will change. This battle must be done quickly. Zhang Yi took a deep breath and squeezed the long sword in his hand. His eyes were sharp, and the true essence in his body was slowly rotating, ready to go.

　　 In order to reward, he must win the sixth round of the test!

"Game start!"

　　 As soon as the referee's voice fell, Zhang Yi was the first to attack.

　　 "Swipe!"

　　 In an instant, Zhang Yi had already swung three swords in a row, attacking the opponent in the left, center and right directions. The cold sword light cut the air, and rushed toward the opponent with endless sharpness, trying to block the opposite position.

　　 "The Phantom Lost Walk!"

　　 Three sword auras were swung out, and Zhang Yi immediately displayed his body skills, followed closely behind.

　　 I saw Zhang Yi tapping the ground with his toes lightly, rushing out, and there were several phantoms on the way, making it difficult to distinguish which is true and which is false.

　　 "The tide of the wave of swordsmanship rises and falls!"

　　 Zhang Yi came up and fired all the firepower, and the big move came out directly.

　　 At this moment, the sound of waves hitting the shore seemed to be heard on the ring. As Zhang Yi approached, Yanshan only felt that the sea was angry, and a wave swept in front of him.

　　 "I was so cruel as soon as I came up?"

　　 Iwayama was a little dumbfounded, but immediately reacted.

　　 "My flame sword technique is the strongest attack!"

　　"This is my best field. If I avoid it, then how can I win this competition?

　　 "Head-on-head? That's as you wish!"

　　 Yanshan Zhenyuan erupted, stomping heavily on the ground, and the hot air wave rolled around.

　　 "The seventh style of the flame sword technique, Yan Liu!"

　　 "The Eighth Lava of the Flame Sword Technique!"

　　 "The ninth style of the flame sword technique is ground fire!"

　　 Rock Mountain is also a hard stubble. In the face of Zhang Yi's sudden ups and downs, not only did he not avoid it, but instead went up against the current, swinging three swords in a row, facing the wave with magma!

　　 Use my strongest against your strongest!

　　 In the audience, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile when he watched Yan Shan's behavior, "This is really his style."

　　 Although this may seem reckless, it is actually the best solution.

　　Iyanshan's sword technique is extremely domineering, and it is a rampant road that opens and closes. If Zhang Yi relies on his perfect body technique to mediate with him, Yanshan is really not sure.

　　 But because of the temporary breakthrough of Yanshan, Zhang Yi had to fight quickly and chose to use his cultivation as a realm to force the opponent.

　　 And this, I just agree with Yanshan's intention.

　　 The moment the two attacks touched, the three sword beams were melted by the flames, and then the magma and the waves collided with each other.

　　 "Peng!"

　　 For a while, the heat steamed and the white mist filled.

　　 A huge shock wave erupted, and the dull sound spread throughout the ring.

　　 Yanshan grunted, and the wind fell slightly, finally the realm was overwhelmed.

　　 Zhang Yi did not stop the attack, he did not intend to give his opponent even a chance to catch his breath.

　　 The true essence flowed rapidly in his body, and Zhang Yi did not retreat but instead moved forward.

　　 "The ebb and flow ends sometimes."

　　 "It goes back and forth again and again."

　　 Facing the shock wave of the explosion, Zhang Yi looked as usual, waving his hand and slashing out again.

　　 "Overlay, double waves!"

　　 On the ring, a rushing wave sounded, the back wave pushed the front wave, and the two forces merged together.

　　 For a time, the billowing tide rushed to the rock mountain with the stormy waves, like the sea swaying anger.

Outside the ring, everyone at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com only saw the water-blue true essence flooding the ring, scouring everything blocking the front. Between the ebb and flow of the tide, the figure of Yanshan looked like that. Of insignificance.

　　 Like a small boat in a storm swaying from side to side, it makes people feel that in the next second, they will be crushed and crushed.

　　 However, in the midst of the tide, the rock gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

　　 Now the competition is the momentum, as long as you take a step back, and wait for it to show weakness, the momentum will fall, and you will lose.

　　 "Ah!" Yanshan roared, and forced to run the exercises, the crimson true essence exploded, his hands held up the big sword, and he slashed down.

　　 Even though he is small, he dared to swing a knife forward!

　　 For a time, explosions sounded all around, magma confronted the wave, and the two sides unexpectedly formed a short-term battle, showing a situation of evenly matched strength.

　　 The two have just entered the white-hot stage when they started fighting.

"not good."

　　 Iwayama was not secretively called. The current situation seems to be evenly matched, but Iwayama has a bitterness and can't tell.

　　 Maintaining such a powerful martial skill would consume too much true energy. If the stalemate continues, within five minutes, his true energy will be exhausted, and the time is when he loses.

　　 "No! I can't lose."

　　 Yanshan gritted his teeth, forcibly mobilizing the true essence in his body to support it, and soon blood overflowed from the corner of Yanshan's mouth. Such crazy mobilization of true essence has exceeded the limit of the body's ability to withstand it!

　　 The magma is cooling, the mist is rising, and the tide gradually takes over the ring,

　　 People with good eyesight can see that in the illusory ocean of water blue, there is a handful of flames burning, and a figure is faintly visible in the flames.

　　 He holds a big knife in both hands, his body exudes crimson true essence, struggling to support in the wave of illusion.