Chapter 116 Who Is Number One

"How is this going?"

"Why does my knife tremble!"

"What a terrifying aura, why is that? He is clearly only at the third level of Wuling!"

There was an exclamation in the square, even some inner disciples and the elders of the Divine Star Sect were stunned. They all felt the weapons in their hands tremble, Yu was about to unsheath and fly out, as if they wanted to merge into that majestic momentum, and they couldn't suppress it no matter what.

Some powerful inner disciples and elders of the Divine Star Sect were alright. They were powerful, with strong real energy, and immediately suppressed the vibration of their weapons.

But those outer disciples couldn't suppress their own weapons, causing all kinds of weapons such as long knives, sharp swords, and guns to soar into the sky and converge towards the direction of the ring.

In the end, these tens of thousands of weapons hovered above the Seventh Prince's head, spinning rapidly in the sky, forming a huge vortex.

"This is spear intent!" Ye Tian's eyes narrowed, he couldn't help being surprised, he finally understood where the Seventh Prince's confidence came from. It's just that he didn't expect that this person, like himself, had comprehended the will of martial arts.

"It's the will of martial arts!"

"It's gun intent!"

Some elders of the Divine Star Sect were moved, some were amazed, some were envious, and even some were jealous. Those disciples couldn't tell that they, Wuzong powerhouses, naturally didn't know the will of martial arts.

You must know that the most important step for Wu Zong who wants to be promoted to Wu Jun is to comprehend the will of martial arts. Only by comprehending 10% of the will of martial arts can one break through the bottleneck and be promoted to Martial Lord.

Otherwise, even if your cultivation reaches the peak of Wu Zong's ninth level or even higher, if you don't comprehend 10% of the will of martial arts, you will never have the opportunity to step into the realm of Wu Jun.

None of the elders of the Divine Star Sect present had comprehended the will of martial arts, so when they saw the Seventh Prince's spear intent, they couldn't help feeling a little envious and jealous.

At the same time, they were also shocked by the talent of the Seventh Prince.

In the entire Great Yan Kingdom so far, there has not been a single person who has comprehended the will of martial arts in the realm of martial arts. There may be some people who have comprehended the will of martial arts and hidden them, but there are definitely not many such monsters.

But now, no one would have imagined that just a competition in the arena of disciples from the outer sect of the Divine Star Sect, there would appear a peerless evildoer who had comprehended the spear intent.

"Nanlin King, you have a successor!" Even though Zan Lao knew about it a long time ago, he couldn't help sighing at this moment, but no one noticed, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Why the gun intent? Could it be that God didn't even give me the last chance?" Zan Lao sighed in his heart, and was a little bit unwilling.

The King of Nanlin next to him didn't know what was going on in Zan Lao's mind, he shook his head modestly, and said, "Jian Lao is too much, this kid has only gathered the seeds of spear intent, and he is still far away from comprehending 100% of his spear intent. "

Seeing his appearance, the elders of the Divine Star Sect couldn't help curling their lips. Everyone knows that once the seeds of martial arts will are condensed, it's only a matter of time before they comprehend 10% of their martial arts will.

Rumble!

When everyone was shocked, the wind howled on the ring, and the momentum was rushing.

A majestic spear intent emerged from the Seventh Prince's body, and this spear intent followed the spear in his hand and pointed at Meng Shiyun on the opposite side. Immediately, Meng Shiyun's pretty face turned pale and her body trembled a little with that peerless sharp breath.

"Spear intent!"

Meng Shiyun's eyes are full of dignity,

But she didn't give up, instead, she poured out all the true energy in her body, and built a series of hard defenses outside her body.

"Don't admit defeat?"

The people under the ring were a little surprised and admirable when they saw what Meng Shiyun did.

The Seventh Prince's eyes also froze, but then he sneered: "You want to try the power of spear intent, then the prince will fulfill you."

boom!

As his voice fell, the tens of thousands of weapons hovering in the sky, like sharp swords shot out, and like a rushing torrent, came mightily, drowning Meng Shiyun.

Facing this kind of covering attack, Meng Shiyun knew that she couldn't dodge it, so she could only explode her true energy as much as possible and build layers of defense outside her body.

It has to be said that Meng Shiyun's cultivation base is very strong, and the real essence of the fifth level of Wuling is unimaginable, forcibly blocking the weapons that came on the attack.

Rumble!

After hearing a series of collision sounds, people found that Meng Shiyun was wrapped in countless weapons, and they could never see her again.

"what……"

Many people exclaimed, some couldn't bear to see this scene.

Some elders of the Divine Star Sect also stared at the field with blazing eyes, and they would stop Meng Shiyun in time if there was any danger to Meng Shiyun's life.

This torrent of weapons lasted for five minutes before it slowly stopped.

At this time, the entire arena was in a mess, Meng Shiyun half-kneeled in the center of the arena, her face was pale, and the clothes on her body had many cracks, revealing her snow-white skin.

Around Meng Shiyun, countless weapons fell to the ground, and some of them were even broken.

Wow!

When seeing this scene, the whole square was boiling, and countless people were wailing endlessly.

Someone was shocked by the strength of the Seventh Prince!

Some people admire Meng Shiyun for being able to survive.

More people were mourning for their weapons, because in the impact just now, almost half of the weapons were broken.

At this moment, these people cursed the seventh prince's ancestors for eighteen generations. It was not until Nanlin King stood up and announced that he would compensate for the broken weapons, and these people's faces were much better.

"The Seventh Prince wins!" An elder in black robe announced the result.

Although Meng Shiyun was not injured, everyone could see that her true energy had been exhausted, and she had no fighting strength left. On the other hand, the Seventh Prince was still full of energy and momentum.

This makes people have to sigh the horror of martial arts will!

Of course, the Seventh Prince took advantage of this time. If it were in another place where there were not many people watching the battle, then the Seventh Prince would probably need a lot of effort to defeat Meng Shiyun.

"Ye Tian, ​​how is it? Do you still dare to fight with me? If you dare, come up, anyway, those useless princes have no interest in competing with them."

When Meng Shiyun was helped off the ring by Yun Shuiyao, the Seventh Prince swept towards Ye Tian in the crowd proudly, and shouted loudly with his hands behind his back.

"waste?"

When they heard the words of the Seventh Prince, many people around looked at the Seventh Prince on the ring with unfriendly expressions, and even some inner disciples turned gloomy.

The Seventh Prince has completely angered everyone!

"This idiot..." In the stands, King Nanlin couldn't help but patted himself on the head. Just now he came forward to bear the loss of those damaged weapons, just to prevent everyone from hating the Seventh Prince.

Now that the Seventh Prince has done this, he has offended everyone, and even he has nothing to do.

Although, with the Seventh Prince's talent and Nanlin King's power, he is not worried about any danger, but it is conceivable that the Seventh Prince's life in the God Star Gate will definitely be difficult in the future.

"What an idiot!" Among the crowd, the Thirteenth Prince sneered, although his talent was not as good as that of the Seventh Prince, but in terms of human and worldly sophistication, he was enough to outshine the Seventh Prince. According to the current situation, unless the Seventh Prince's cultivation reaches the point of abnormality, it is very likely that he will be the Thirteenth Prince who will take over the position of Nanlin King in the future.

"Ye Tian, ​​are you sure?" Lin Fei asked bitterly, he began to regret his bet with the Seventh Prince.

Originally, according to the strength shown by Ye Tian, ​​he would definitely not be weaker than the third level of Wuling, but Lin Fei did not expect that the seventh prince would actually understand the will of martial arts.

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Ye Tian remained calm and remained silent.

"You are not his opponent!" A cold voice came suddenly, and everyone turned their heads to look, it turned out that it was Yun Shuiyao who was walking with Meng Shiyun, and it was Meng Shiyun who spoke.

At this time, Meng Shiyun had already put on a white robe, but her face was still pale. It was obvious that her true energy was consumed too much and it was difficult to recover all at once.

"Is there really no chance at all?" Lin Fei's face turned pale, as if he had been hit badly. If Ye Tian couldn't defeat the Seventh Prince, then he really wanted to follow the Seventh Prince. Thinking that he would follow that egomaniac in the future, He felt extremely aggrieved.

Ye Tian remained silent, with a heavy expression on his face.

"If there is a chance elsewhere, but here..." Meng Shiyun shook her head, but everyone understood what she meant.

There are too many people watching the battle here. Once the Seventh Prince fired his spear intent, all the weapons would involuntarily converge on him. The resulting attack power could not be resisted even by Meng Shiyun, a fifth-level martial arts expert, let alone Only Ye Tian, ​​who is at the first level of Wuling.

"Forget it, who asked me to bet, I did it myself, asking for trouble!" Lin Fei closed his eyes, then opened them, with a wry smile on his face.

The others looked at him sympathetically.

"Haha, I'm just joking with you!" Ye Tian suddenly laughed out loud, patted Lin Fei's shoulder hard under everyone's astonished eyes, and then walked towards the ring.

Immediately, the eyes of all around gathered, and everyone watching the battle looked at Ye Tian.

"He...he just said...was joking with me?" Lin Fei was stunned, looking at Ye Tian's back, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The Thirteenth Prince, Yun Shuiyao and others were also stunned for a moment, with some hesitation in their eyes.

"Impossible, he can't be the opponent of the Seventh Prince!" Meng Shiyun shook her head, but she still insisted on her own opinion. In fact, in her heart, she thought that Ye Tian was inferior to her.

However, at this time, no one paid any attention to Meng Shiyun, and everyone's eyes were on Ye Tian.

Ye Tian stepped onto the ring, looked at the Seventh Prince from a distance, slowly put down the big iron box behind his back, and pulled out the blood knife in his hand, bursting out with a fierce aura.

"Can Ye Tian win?"

"Although I very much hope that he defeats that egomaniac, but... the chance is very small!"

"He is the biggest dark horse this year, maybe he can continue to be black to the end, maybe!"

"How is it possible? That megalomaniac has comprehended the will of martial arts, and his cultivation has surpassed Ye Tian's by two levels. This is not a battle of the same level at all."

Looking at the two people on the stage, the crowd around them talked a lot.