Of course Wang Wei is not dead!

In this public, it was just an exchange match, and Wang Tong still showed mercy to his subordinates, but after this battle, even if he did not die, his confidence would be greatly impacted.

Because it was too easy to lose.

is also a third-level martial artist, who is nearly ten years older than Wang Tong, in this case, he was easily defeated by Wang Tong and knocked away, and the other party still had the strength to show mercy, which was almost fatal to a martial arts genius who had always regarded himself very highly.

However, the martial artists and elders of the Broken Mountain Flow are not worried about this, because they know that this is just a temporary setback, when he discovers the true potential of a martial arts Tianjiao like Wang Tong, he will rest his mind to fight, and his confidence will come back little by little, and even temper his soul because of this, restrain his edge, hide his edge inside, and have a huge leap in spiritual cultivation, and after such a leap, there is no possibility of continuous breakthrough on the road of martial arts in the future****** The flow race, although it is just an exchange, also has the effect of grinding and motivating each other, otherwise, if you lose once, you will lose confidence once, and who else will participate in such a competition in the future?

In a sense, the mind of a martial artist is the most difficult thing in the world to figure out.

After a game, Wang Tongsheng relaxed, returned to the location where Lan Yuanxing's heart flow was, and sat down.

"How does it feel to face a martial artist from another planet for the first time?!"

"It's not a big deal, the other party's strength is too weak, and it is difficult to draw conclusions about the martial arts level of these administrative stars. ”

"You guy!"

Hearing Wang Tong say something like "the other party's strength is too weak", Bian Qi stroked his forehead helplessly, this kid, from childhood to adulthood, every time he competes, he seems to say such a sentence, among the younger generation of Lan Yuanxing, there is no one who is his opponent at all, and he has already developed a habit.

"Boy, don't be too careless, Wang Wei is just a martial arts genius of Shen Shixing, in addition to him, there are several other martial arts Tianjiao, they are your real opponents, you see, that kid from the Philia Consortium has gone up. ”

Howard Deou of the Filia Consortium, Bian Qi has no good impression at all, he is the Great Elder of the Mind Flow, and he has a lot of information, of course, he knows that Wang Tong was assassinated once before, and he secretly has the handiwork of the Filia Void Consortium, and has a great relationship with this young master, but after all, the other party is also a martial arts celestial, not such an easy character to deal with, with his identity and status, he can only wait and see what happens to this guy.

With a chubby figure and a smiling expression on his face, Shi Shiran walked into the canyon, and his opponent was Miles, the little sage of Aura, dressed in a gray coarse cloth robe, and his face seemed to be sad, almost at the same time as him.

On the screen, although Howard and Miles are far apart, they seem to know very well where the other party is, so they walk opposite each other, approaching step by step, their expressions are very calm, only a few people with a keen sense like Wang Tong can feel that in Miles's actions, the coarse cloth robe slowly agitated with his movements, and the corners of his clothes fluttered gently, as if they were gently blown by the wind and sand in the canyon, but he is a third-level martial artist, and his evil spirit has been completed, how can he be blown by the wind and sand in the corners?

"Very familiar power, little sage Miles, hehe!"

Feeling the hidden power in Miles, Wang Tong's brows were slightly raised, and there was an urge to step forward and grab him.

Lord of Light!!

This is the power of the Lord of Light!!

Lord of Light in the Nightmare World!

He had felt this kind of power once at close range, and he would never be wrong, this guy was a believer of the Lord of Light, and he had long heard that the Lord of Light was preaching in various airspaces of the Void, directly ruling hundreds of worlds, and there were many worlds with great influence.

However, in this world, Wang Tong has never heard of the message transmitted by the faith of the Lord of Light, and now it seems that his vision is too narrow, or in other words, some things and information have been deliberately concealed by the upper echelons of this world, so it is impossible to obtain this information through ordinary channels.

However, in such an exchange competition, the martial artists who came to participate in the various administrative stars were mixed, especially those Tianjiao-level characters, who had their own secrets, and these secrets or powers were not felt by ordinary people at all, but in Wang Tong's eyes, everything was shown in great detail.

"Believers of the Lord of Light, for the Son of the Upper Plane, such a bridge is really old-fashioned, generally speaking, the Son of the Plane should easily defeat the powerful Lord of Light!"

Not in general, but for sure.

The competition between Howard and Miles has entered the white heat at the first time, and the momentum of both of them has climbed to the extreme, on Miles's body, the white holy light flows, and a pair of light wings are formed behind him, elegant and luxurious, and his temperament is noble.

In the face of such an existence, the average opponent should not say that he will do it, and he will be impressed by his temperament in a few minutes, and he will bow his head.

In fact, Miles's behavior did have a similar effect, when the pair of white wings were formed and opened, Wang Tong clearly felt that a very thin line of faith power came through the layers of void and converged on Miles's body, although these lines of faith were very meager but extremely pure, orthodox faith power, and along this line of faith, Wang Tong's eyes seemed to penetrate the heavy void and saw a dark blue planet, hundreds of believers were kneeling on the ground, praying sincerely。

As the voice of prayer gets louder and louder, there is more and more power of faith that can be given to Miles, but for Miles, the prayers of more than 100 people are simply a drop in the bucket, and they are not worth his consumption at all, in fact, these power of faith are just better than nothing for him, and their real role is to enhance his spiritual strength and enhance his spiritual sense when he is cultivating, rather than being used in battle, in battle, his biggest reliance can only be his own strength.

"The power of the believers of the Lord of Light comes from the power of the faith of the Lord of Light and the believers, and by no means from himself, this is the mode of the Lord of Light to choose believers, but I heard that there are also some worlds where the faith of the Lord of Light is weak and cannot bring great power, in this case, the Lord of Light will delegate his authority, combine the power of light with the power system of the local world, and develop a new power system, just like this Miles in front of him, it is obvious that it is the latter!"

Thinking of this, he looked forward to this competition even more, a spokesman of the Lord of Light in this world, a son of the plane, what kind of sparks would they have when they collided together?

Sparks fly!!

When the two of them collided individually, a strange thing happened, and even Wang Tong didn't expect it, sparks flew everywhere, alternating black and white.

The power of the two has even affected the surrounding environment, while the light shines brightly, and the darkness erodes on the other.

"Darkness, you are a believer in darkness!"

Almost at the moment of the battle, Miles's face changed greatly, glaring at Howard fiercely, his eyes were like breathing fire, as one of the spokesmen chosen by the God of Light in this world, he was too familiar with the power of the other party, that was the power of darkness, and the Lord of Light was completely the opposite of the power, and in countless worlds to compete with the Lord of Light, the two sides had already had no compromise at all.

Of course, Miles hadn't been to any other world, but that didn't stop him from knowing the evil and horror of this power, and it didn't stop him from hating it.

"Damn dark believers, accept the Lord's punishment!"

After a blow of mutual temptation, Miles suddenly discovered the true identity of the other party, and immediately went crazy, his blonde hair fluttered, and a pair of light wings behind him opened violently, and for a while, the light shone brightly, and a white and golden holy light flowed on his body, accompanied by the flow of sacred runes, and vaguely, it seemed that the prayers of thousands of believers could be heard, flowing in his ears.

A huge white holy sword hung upside down above his head, although the holy sword did not move, but under the sword light cutting, the wind and sand in the sky were all fractalized, turning into a small and endless air flow, and disappeared.

"Holy Sword, Damocles, Holy Slash!!"

The divine brilliance is like light, like electricity, cutting through the void, cutting through the darkness, and giving light.

(End of chapter)