Chapter 151 The Wheel Battle with the Little White Horse! Two Beauties Duel!

From where Zheng Cheng stood, he could see clearly what was going on in the surrounding arena.

Yao Zhixue and Song Chaoyu both easily defeated their opponents.

Not to mention Zhu Chengyu, Qin Zheng, and Bai Jingqi, they basically encountered no challenges.

These people all have nine-star or eight-star hidden professions and are very powerful.

When facing ordinary professionals, it has a crushing advantage.

Apart from them, the competition between the next few defenders was indeed very difficult.

He was even forced to make many backup moves by his challengers.

But Zheng Cheng's eyes were on Tyrese's ring!

At this time, the person challenging Tyrese was Zhao Wujun, who was riding a tyrannosaurus on his crotch!

He held two swords and relied on the impact of the Tyrannosaurus to continuously fight around Tyrese.

Zhao Wujun is a big man nearly two meters tall. He comes from a military family. He has been exposed to military martial arts since he was a child and has extremely strong close combat capabilities.

After awakening to become a professional, his strength has been further improved.

Especially the tyrannosaurus under his crotch. Although it is still a juvenile tyrannosaurus, it is already three meters tall.

Hard black scales grow all over the body, protecting the whole body.

The sharp teeth and sharp mouth shone with an inexplicable cold light.

Every slash with the two knives in his hands forced Tyrese to retreat continuously.

Tyrese also roared one after another, waving the one-handed sword in his hand.

However, due to his size, Zhao Wujun was at least half a body taller than him when he was riding on the Tyrannosaurus.

Slashing from a high position, using the power of inertia, you can always overwhelm him in terms of strength!

"Roar!"

"Damn Xia people! You forced me to do this!"

Tyrese roared angrily, and a surge of momentum suddenly surged out of his body. His size increased dramatically, and a layer of fine black bristles actually grew on his exposed skin.

Zhao Wujun's eyes suddenly lit up. Is this the ability of Tyrese in the information?

Transform into an orc!

"Roar!"

With Tyrese's roar, his size suddenly increased to more than three meters, with black bristles growing all over his body, like a gorilla walking upright!

The huge sword as big as a door panel in his hand immediately swung, and a strong wind seemed to rise from the ground, slashing at Zhao Wujun fiercely.

Storm Slash!

"boom!"

As soon as the sword slashed through, a large number of violent wind blades swept in, even rolling up the bluestone tiles on the ground.

The violent wind blade hit the protective formation of the arena, causing violent vibrations to flash in the air.

Zhao Wujun's figure, on the other hand, relied on the performance of the Tyrannosaurus at the critical moment to escape the attack.

He took a deep breath, raised his arms high, and a wave of air began to gather in his hands.

A bloody light emerged from the two swords in his hands.

Bloody knife!

He roared angrily, and slashed forward with both swords. Two bloody sword energy immediately surged out and slashed towards Tyrese!

Tyrese turned back suddenly, blocking the sword with his big sword, and a golden douqi gauze appeared on his body.

"boom!"

The blood evil sword and Tyrese collided and exploded in the air, and the fighting spirit gauze was also shattered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tyrese's figure suddenly shot out, forcing Zhao Wujun into the attack with one sword strike!

Zhao Wujun stood down from a high position and slashed down with both swords, barely blocking Tyrese's attack.

His arms shook violently, and he almost lost his grip on the two knives in his hands.

"So much strength..."

Before he could finish the words in his heart, he suddenly felt a powerful attack and his whole body was knocked away more than ten meters.

At the same time, a scream came from below, but he saw a huge footprint on the chest of the Tyrannosaurus rex under his crotch, with a little blood oozing out around it.

Not far away, Tyrese was laughing maniacally.

"Hahaha, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you have a mount..."

"After destroying your mount, let's see what else you can do!"

It turned out that when he was attacking Zhao Wujun, he kicked the Tyrannosaurus directly while he was suppressed by him.

The big feet carrying fighting spirit directly destroyed the tyrannosaurus under Zhao Wujun.

"Tyrannosaurus... you take a rest, I will definitely avenge you!"

Zhao Wujun held the Tyrannosaurus's chest, a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He held two swords on his back and rushed towards Tyrese.

"Well done! I've been waiting for you!"

Tyrese also roared, and the huge figure rushed towards Zhao Wujun again.

"when!"

"Dang Dang!"

The two collided again, and the two swords and the big sword kept colliding and slashing, causing a lot of sparks to fly.

Unfortunately, it was Tyrese's turn to take advantage this time, condescendingly suppressing Zhao Wujun's retreat.

Severe vibrations continued to come from both arms, and the muscles immediately became sore.

"Hahaha...go to hell!"

"Go to hell you!"

Tyrese yelled crazily, and slashed with the big sword in his hand one after another, like a madman!

"when!"

Tyrese's big sword struck Tyrese's double swords again, but this time for some reason the two double swords slammed downwards, and the big sword in Tyrese's hand also struck the ground hard. .

The huge figure might have subconsciously pounced forward.

But Zhao Wujun twisted his waist, and while Tyrese's sword was slashing to the ground, he stepped directly on the sword with his right foot.

He jumped forward, discarding his two swords, and a three-edged military thorn actually appeared in his hand!

Just a simple straight thrust, the three-edged military thorn turned into a bolt of lightning and plunged straight into Tyrese's chest!

Under normal circumstances, if it were on the battlefield, this triangular army thorn would stab it in the head!

But this was just a competition, not a life-and-death battle. Zhao Wujun settled for the next best thing, preparing to seriously injure Tyrese.

For Zhao Wujun, who comes from a military family, double swords are not his favorite weapons.

What he is good at is military killing fighting and military assassination!

The red and sticky blood flowed along the triangular thorns and onto Zhao Wujun's hands.

Zhao Wujun frowned and subconsciously twitched the three-sided military thorn.

But found that it was suddenly stuck.

Tyrese's chest muscles squirmed, like a pair of big hands, firmly grasping the three-sided military thorn in Zhao Wujun's hand!

"not good!"

Zhao Wujun's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously abandoned the three-sided military thorn. He touched Tyrese's chest with one foot and retreated violently!

"Roar!"

But, it's too late!

Tyrese, who was stimulated by the severe pain, roared angrily, stretched out his arms suddenly, and grabbed Zhao Wujun's arms tightly.

"Tear you apart!"

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

With a burst of force on his arms, Zhao Wujun immediately felt a huge force coming and severe pain all over his body.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Wujun looked horrified, and twisted his legs again and directly wrapped them around Tyrese's neck, restricting his power.

He twisted his waist, trying to get away, but found that his strength was not comparable to Tyrese.

"Tear you apart!"

Tyrese roared again, and the muscles in his hands bulged, even thicker than Zhao Wujun's thighs.

There was a "click" and the harsh sound of bone friction suddenly came, and a look of pain immediately appeared on Zhao Wujun's face.

"stop!"

"No fighting is allowed in the arena!"

"damn it!"

Several roars sounded, but Tyrese didn't care at all and tried to tear Zhao Wujun in half with another force!

At this moment, the guardian formation in mid-air flashed with light and fell on Zhao Wujun, blocking Tyrese's huge power.

The referee on the fifth stage also shouted quickly: "Tyrese! Stop! Put down Zhao Wujun!"

"In this competition, you are the winner!"

"Whirring whirring……"

Tyrese gasped for air, the ferocious beast's face full of ferocity.

He tried hard with his hands again, but found that he couldn't pull Zhao Wujun away at all, and then he threw him to the ground hard.

"Damn...if it weren't for the formation, I would tear you apart!"

Zhao Wujun looked ugly, turned over and jumped up, gritting his teeth and said: "I won't hold back when I meet you next time!"

After that, he turned around and walked off the ring.

And the spectators surrounding Arena No. 5 can finally breathe again.

"Fuck...it's so intense!"

"This is the real competition, the real life and death fight!"

"Tyrese is so strong, he almost tore Zhao Wujun in half!"

"Bullshit! That's because Zhao Wujun held back. If that military thorn had been inserted directly into Tyrese's neck or head, a critical attack + a critical hit, Tyrese would definitely die!"

"It's a pity that there is no what if..."

A group of people were talking about it, and Zhao Wujun limped to a few people.

Yang Chenguang asked worriedly: "Wu Jun, are you okay?"

Zhao Wujun shook his head and said: "He was protected by the guardian formation, but he was only slightly injured."

"Morning light, be careful later."

"Tyrese is very strong in melee combat, so try not to get close or caught by him. If you have the chance, use Yu Dou to provoke him and make him enter a berserk state."

"In his violent state, he attacks without any plan. He only cares about hugging and throwing him regardless of his injuries. That's your chance!"

"I see……"

Both of them are challengers in this single ranking challenge, and the target they chose is the same person.

Tyrese!

On the fifth stage, looking at Zhao Wujun who was whispering something to He Chenguang, Terry was so angry that he glared at the two of them.

Oh shit!

Why are the challengers of other defenders so weak? How come my own is so strong!

On Arena No. 1, Zheng Cheng also looked at Arena No. 5 strangely.

The two military challengers, Zhao Wujun and He Chenguang, chose Tyrese as their opponent.

Could it be that this is what the military meant?

He subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhu Chengyu, and what greeted him was Zhu Chengyu's smile.

Soon, the first round of competition ended.

Among the ten defenders, one person actually lost!

Li Mei!

This girl with a hot body and a fierce personality actually failed.

The identity of the defender was taken away.

As for the person who defeated him, it was... Jiang Muyun!

The royal witch, Jiang Muyun!

Many people looked at Jiang Muyun in surprise.

You know, Li Mei is also an eight-star professional.

Moreover, she is also the Thunder Fire Mage with the strongest attack power. Once she is prepared, she will become a mobile turret.

Thunder spells and fire spells are falling one after another, and even a person can be smashed into charcoal for you.

This profession is also what Zheng Cheng once dreamed of and wanted to awaken to.

Unexpectedly, he actually lost!

"Li Mei actually lost? What a pity!"

"I just saw it. Jiang Muyun's ability is really weird, isn't it? The heavy rain he summoned can not only extinguish the flames, but can it even block Li Mei's thunder spell?"

"Hehehehe, it's so nice to see two beauties competing, hehehehe..."

"The second round of competition is about to begin. I wonder who among these ten people will fail?"

Amidst the discussion, Zheng Cheng also looked at Jiang Muyun with a strange expression.

Is this Jiang Muchun so strong?

Soon, the second round of competition began again.

The referee in the No. 1 ring looked at the empty ring again with a confused look on his face.

What a joke.

Why hasn't anyone come to challenge the number one defender?

The originally small audience quickly dispersed.

"It's the second round, why hasn't anyone come to challenge Zheng Cheng?"

"I wanted to see someone having diarrhea, but no one came on stage?"

"Hehehe, you think the same as me..."

Zheng Cheng and the referee looked at each other and then looked to the other side.

"Young man, are your skills so weird?"

"I don't want to either..."

"Awesome...I heard that some priests know how to deal with diseases and other skills, but it doesn't work on you either?"

"I think it has something to do with skill level..."

The two chatted while watching the competition in other arenas.

Referee Shiraishi is a bit good at being a teacher, pointing fingers at the rest of the people in the ring.

"Yao Zhixue, this new student, is indeed very strong. He casts spells very quickly, and ice spells have the strongest control attribute. The range of his spells is so wide, very few people at the same level can beat him!"

"Look, the second challenger didn't even last a minute..."

"Zhu Chengyu was born in the military and is a nine-star dragon knight. He is a sure winner!"

"The same goes for Qin Zheng, there's nothing good to say about it..."

"I heard that this young man Bai Jingqi is a fighting maniac. It would be great if he faced off against Tyrese~"

"Song Chaoyu? I'm not familiar with it, but the black shadow she summoned seems to be a professional from the evil clan. If that's the case, one person is equivalent to a team. It's amazing..."

After some comments, Zheng Cheng was impressed.

As expected of an old man from the Professionals Guild, he has a vicious vision.

Just as he said, the second round of competition ended quickly.

None of the ten defenders got down.

But surprisingly, Tyrese was sitting on the ground breathing heavily, and there was a priest treating him next to him. He was obviously seriously injured.

Shiraishi said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Tyrese is still very powerful, he actually persisted for so long under the wheel battle of two seven-star military freshmen."

"You must know that Zhao Wujun and He Chenguang are both elites among the freshmen in the military. If they choose the other defenders behind them, they might still win. Why are they fighting against Tyrese?"

"No, both of them failed..."

Tyrese was injured, and his challenger was even worse.

Under the No. 5 arena, two priests came directly to treat the seriously injured He Chenguang.

Zheng Cheng also shrugged helplessly.

Zhao Wujun and He Chenguang both challenged Tyrese, and there must have been instructions from the military behind them.

As for the reason, he could vaguely guess.

It's best to win, but even if you can't win, you still have to weaken his strength to prepare for future challenges!

Soon, with Zheng Cheng and Bai Shi 'watching' and chatting, the challenger vs. defender competition ended quickly.

Among the top ten defenders, except for Li Mei who was squeezed out by Jiang Muyun, the other nine have remained unchanged until now!

Arena No. 1, Zheng Cheng.

Arena No. 2, Yao Zhixue.

Arena No. 3, Zhu Chengyu.

Arena No. 4, Qin Zheng.

Arena No. 5, Tyrese.

Arena No. 6, white flag.

Arena No. 7, Song Chaoyu.

Arena No. 8, Hao Zhao.

Arena No. 9, Jiang Muyun.

Arena No. 10, Yang Haoran.

These ten people once again received the shouts of the blockbuster audience!

"The challenge is over, and the real qualifying competition is about to begin!"

“I wonder who will compete for first place this year?”

"I guess it's Zhu Chengyu! Dragon Knight!"

"I think it's Qin Zheng, that's the profession known as the number one in the Nine Stars..."

"Why do I think Zheng Cheng is number one?"

"Fuck, me too, hahaha..."

"No! The reason why no one challenged him before was because no one could block his skills. But after the qualifying match started, these people are all eight-star and nine-star professionals, and there are big forces behind them. As long as If you are willing to spend money, you will definitely be able to find equipment and props that can resist his skills!"

"I don't think it's him either. His instant burst of acute gastroenteritis breaks out within ten seconds. As long as someone can defeat him within ten seconds, doesn't he win?"

"The odds are open! The odds are open! Bet, bet..."

"Zhu Chengyu was first, 1:1.03; Qin Zheng was first, 1:1.02; Yao Zhixue was first, 1:1.45..."

"Where's Zheng Cheng? What's his handicap?"

"1:45.5!"

"Damn it, it's so cruel... forty-five times the handicap, isn't this a sudden fortune?"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"I'll give you a thousand dollars!"

"I'll spend 10,000 yuan too...!"

Amid the cries of countless people, at least tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, or billions of assets flowed into the underground black market.

Among the crowd, Chen Xiao and Rookie also came to the official lottery station and checked the odds.

"Zheng Cheng is first, 1:22.4."

Chen Xiao curled his lips and said, "The odds are only 22 times. After all, it is an official lottery station, so it is still reputable."

The rookie said strangely: "Brother Xiao, the odds of the black market are 45, why don't you go to the black market?"

Chen Xiao rolled her eyes at him and said, "What should I do if they run away?"

"Brother Cheng's odds are so high, so many speculators will beat him. With so much money, the black market boss can't afford to run away."

As he spoke, he took out two bank cards from his pocket and pressed them on the table.

"Push Zheng Cheng first! Where's yours, you noob!"

The rookie reluctantly took out a bank card and pressed it on the counter.

"Oh, this is the New Year's money that I have saved for more than ten years. It's more than 20,000 yuan."

"Where are the gold coins?"

"There are only more than five hundred gold coins, half of which was given to me by my mother."

"Push all the way!"

"Alas..." The rookie took out another card and put it on the table: "Where's Brother Cheng, how much did he press?"

"Two hundred thousand, and more than one hundred thousand gold coins."

"Hiss..." The rookie's eyes widened: "How did he, he, he, he, he, get so much money?"

Chen Xiao shrugged and said, "It's a reward from the Night Watch, and I also sold a group of equipment for bad guys."

"Damn, Brother Cheng is also a rich man..."

The two were discussing quietly, and the staff at the lottery station asked with a smile: "Two classmates, are you ready?"

"Ready, go all-in and put Zheng Cheng first!"

"OK, just a second……"

The staff took a few bank cards and started operating on the computer.

Chen Xiao and Rookie turned and looked in the direction of the ring: "Brother Cheng, brothers, your life savings are here, we must win!"

The host's figure appeared again, and his voice spread throughout the square again under the influence of loudspeakers and speakers.

"Viewers, the exciting and exciting challenge is finally over."

"We congratulate Jiang Muyun from the No. 7 stage for successfully winning the seventh place!"

"Next, there will be a more tense and exciting qualifying match!"

"According to the rules of the ranking match, low-ranking professionals can challenge high-ranking professionals, but high-ranking professionals cannot refuse!"

"Ten minutes will pass after each challenge before the next game can begin!"

"Then for the first competition, student No. 10 Yang Haoran will make the ranking selection!"

As the host called, the figure on the No. 10 ring immediately appeared on the big screen.

Yang Haoran!

According to the rules, he can challenge any professional ranked among the top nine.

Once the challenge is successful, he will gain the rank of that professional.

If he gives up the challenge, he will still be in tenth place!

"Hurry up and challenge!"

"Yang Haoran, come on! Challenge Zheng Cheng, who is number one! I've put two thousand yuan on you!"

"Don't wait too long, hurry up..."

"Yang Haoran is a Yulin marksman by profession, and his attack range is more than twice that of a mage! As long as he hides outside Zheng Cheng's casting range and uses kite tactics to shoot Zheng Cheng, he will definitely win!"

"I think so too..."

Amidst the discussion of countless people, the host spoke again: "Classmate Yang Haoran, may I ask which position you want to challenge."

"Or...are you going to give up this opportunity to challenge?"

Yang Haoran took a deep breath and said calmly: "I...give up the challenge!"

He knew very well that at this stage, he was no match for any of the top nine.

The attack range of the Yulin Marksman profession is indeed very long, but the attack power is very weak.

A melee professional only needs to rush in front of him with a shield, or a mage professional uses a magic shield to approach the spell attack range, and he may lose.

Especially Zheng Cheng, he had seen Zheng Cheng's strength with his own eyes during the siege of Blood Guanyin on Radiation Island.

Let yourself challenge him, who are you kidding me?

Unless you can reach LV50, let's talk about it if you have the opportunity to learn skills such as Chain Arrow Rain and Nine Stars Chain.

"Wow..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him started talking fiercely.

"Damn it! Why did you give up!"

"Cowards, enter without challenging anyone!"

"Damn it! My two thousand yuan was just wasted like that?"

"Coward, coward..."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Yang Haoran's face remained as usual and he returned to his seat.

The host's tone was also a little awkward, and he quickly shouted: "Since the tenth contestant Yang Haoran gave up the challenge, then he will be the tenth!"

"Next is the ninth-place student Jiang Muyun."

On the big screen, Jiang Muyun, dressed in white, stood obediently on the ground.

Still so well-behaved and delicate, like a doll.

Before the host could say anything else, she smiled sweetly and said, "I give up the challenge."

"Wow..."

Now the discussion was even louder.

"Jiang Muyun also gave up the challenge? What happened?"

"She can obviously go further..."

"What the hell..."

The host finished his tone and looked behind him helplessly. Someone behind him was giving him a wink, so he could only continue to say:

The host quickly took control of the field and said: "Since Jiang Muyun has also given up the challenge, it will be the turn of Hao Zhao, the eighth-placed student."

The screen flashed again, and Hao Zhao appeared.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on his chubby face, and before anyone could react, he quickly said: "I give up!"

"What the hell? Why did Hao Zhao give up?"

"What are they playing?"

"Hao Zhao is the Netherworld Summoner. He is a little stronger than Wang Hao, but not much stronger..."

"The third one gave up..."

"What happened? Three people gave up the challenge. I haven't heard of it for many years..."

"Weird, this year is really weird..."

The chatter of the crowd in the square could almost knock off the roofs in the distance.

The host had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "The eighth-place student Hao Zhao gave up the challenge, and the seventh-place student Song Chaoyu will be next..."

The screen flashed, and Song Chaoyu stood in the open space.

Wearing a long purple-black dress, she became even more charming.

The host asked nervously: "Classmate Song Chaoyu, don't you want to give up too?"

"Keke, how is that possible?"

Song Chaoyu smiled sweetly and said, "How could I give up such a good opportunity?"

"I want to challenge the second place...Yao Zhixue!!!"

"Wow……!"