"Wang Teng VS Faramir!"
As soon as the names of the two sides were announced, it immediately attracted the attention of all the spectators.
One of them was Wang Teng, who was very popular. Every time he appeared, there would be a lot of discussion.
Wang Teng's fighting style was very special. Whether it was torturing or directly defeating his opponent, it was very enjoyable and irresistible.
At the same time, Wang Teng was too dazzling, comparable to the Emperor's Son.
Now, only Wang Teng and the Emperor's Son's popularity remained high, and the two of them exchanged first place.
Every time Wang Teng appeared, he would definitely suppress the Emperor's Son and take first place.
When the Emperor's Son appeared, he would suppress Wang Teng again.
This situation was very interesting!
However, it also meant that Wang Teng and the Emperor's Son's status in the hearts of the spectators was actually very similar. It was difficult to determine who was stronger.
"Faramir!"
"It's that ruthless Faramir."
"This is great. With Wang Teng appearing, can he kill Wang Teng?"
"Haha, that Faramir is probably going to be killed this time. Wang Teng is not someone to be bullied."
"I really like Wang Teng's style of doing things. It's fine if others don't provoke me, but if they do, I'll kill them. Even the Third Prince is no exception."
"Pfft, what does it have to do with the Third Prince? Don't always use the Third Prince as a classic example."
"Upstairs, are you a fake fan of the Third Prince?"
"Hahaha, the Third Prince has already become a negative example."
…
This battle was very strange. Everyone was on Wang Teng's side, and no one even came out to speak for Faramir.
This person's popularity seemed to be extremely poor!
If it were other cultivators, they would at least have the support of their own clan, and some people would take the initiative to support them. However, this Faramir had none.
This was very strange!
To be able to do this, he was considered a miracle.
Wang Teng stood up and prepared to go on stage.
On the side, the Second Prince frowned and said, "Wang Teng, be careful. I keep feeling that this Faramir is a little strange."
Wang Teng looked at him in surprise. It turned out that he was not the only one who had noticed.
At this time, the Emperor's Son also opened his eyes and looked at Wang Teng. he did not close his eyes to cultivate, and seemed to be preparing to watch the match.
Wang Teng nodded at the Second Prince and stepped into the air. He was calm and composed.
On the other side, Faramir was wearing a black cloak. His appearance couldn't be seen clearly under the cloak. He walked step by step into the air, standing opposite Wang Teng.
The closer he was was the strange was was was was, and the stronger the Emperor ''s!
He's still, he was's, he ''s's, he' ''s's's's's, he, he', he still couldn '.
That black cloak seemed to have some kind of function that could prevent detection!
Faramir didn't say a word. He could only feel that under the black cloak, there was a gaze on Wang Teng, as if he was sizing up Wang Teng.
He was very interested in Wang Teng!
"Match, begin!" A voice came from within the sphere of light.
A gale suddenly blew across the desolate continent, blowing up yellow sand into the air.
Boom!
The next moment, Wang Teng and Faramir's figures disappeared from their original spots. Only their afterimages slowly drifted away with the yellow sand.
Thousands of meters away, two figures appeared out of thin air. It was Wang Teng and Faramir.
Wang Teng was retreating.
Faramir followed him like a ghost, his black cloak fluttering in the air. A scaly hand reached out from under the cloak and grabbed at Wang Teng's neck.
Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and he punched out, hitting the other party's palm.
Boom!
The force of origin power surged out, exploding with a boom.
Faramir's body trembled, as if he'd lost all of his power, and he charged at Wang Teng again.
"Interesting!" Wang Teng was expressionless. He used the Five Elements Fist, punching out one fist after another.
Faramir seemed to know that he couldn't kill Wang Teng with a single claw like he could with the others, so he gave up on his original plan. He also used a fist technique to counter Wang Teng's attack.
Boom!
Wang Teng used the Five Elements Fist to the extreme. Water, earth, wood, and fire fists blasted out one after another. It was terrifying.
"What a powerful fist technique!" The second prince was shocked.
"A fist technique that contains four types of origin power. What kind of fist technique is this? I've never seen it before," Di Moses said.
"It doesn't look like four fist techniques. It's the same type, but the variations are very mysterious," Ji Haochen said, staring at the match.
The imperial son beside him didn't say anything, but it was obvious that he was very interested in this fist technique.
Boom!
Suddenly, Wang Teng's fist landed on Faramir's body. He was sent flying, and a small part of his cloak exploded, revealing his sturdy body covered in scales. It was said that he came from a tribe called the Lizard Scale Tribe.
"You dare fight me with only one hand? Who gave you the confidence?" Wang Teng's expression was calm. He stepped into the air, his thick black hair dancing in the wind.
Faramir looked at his body, then raised his head to look at Wang Teng. However, his face still couldn't be seen clearly.
The cloak on his body had been torn apart by Wang Teng's punch, but his head was still shrouded in the shadow of the cloak.
This puzzled Wang Teng. Was there something shameful?
"You're very strong!" Faramir opened his mouth. This was the first time he'd spoken since the start of the competition. His voice was very hoarse, like two pieces of metal rubbing against each other. It was very ear-piercing, but it also seemed to carry a trace of fanaticism and thirst!
What the hell?
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. This guy didn't have any special fetishes, did he?
"The stronger the genius, the more interesting it is to kill them." Faramir's voice gradually became more and more excited.
"Since it's so interesting, come, let's continue!" Wang Teng chuckled. He raised his hand and hooked his finger at the other party.
Suddenly, Faramir disappeared from the spot. His speed was actually twice as fast as before.
Wang Teng immediately felt a gust of wind behind him. He twisted his waist to the side and swept out with a whip kick.
Bang!
Wang Teng's whip kick immediately struck Faramir's elbow. He hadn't expected Wang Teng to react so quickly. He didn't have time to continue his attack and could only block with a backhand.
Wang Teng punched out again. Fist seals erupted.
Faramir's other hand reached out from under his cloak and clawed at Wang Teng's fist seals.
Wang Teng's strength had exceeded his expectations. He had no choice but to take this seriously. The hand that he hadn't used all this time finally reached out from under his cloak.
Wang Teng's eyes couldn't help but focus on Faramir's left hand.
This hand was completely different from his right!
Although his right hand was covered in scales, it still looked like a human hand.
However, this left hand was like a beast's arm. It was a size larger than his right hand. The palm also looked like a beast's claw, and every finger was as sharp as a sickle.
"Wang Teng, this is a sign of atavism!" Yuan Gungun's voice suddenly rang out in Wang Teng's mind.
"Atavism!?" Wang Teng was a little surprised.
"That's right. This guy is a warrior from the Lizard Scale Clan. One of his hands has atavism, and he possesses the ancient and powerful bloodline of the Lizard Scale Clan. It can be considered a physical talent," Yuan Gungun said.
"This physical talent … It's a little ugly!" Wang Teng couldn't help but say.
"…" Yuan Gungun was silent for a moment.
He originally thought that Wang Teng would be a little wary, but he didn't expect him to pay attention to the other party's looks. He really didn't know what to say.
"Be careful. Beings with atavism are all very powerful," Yuan Gungun still reminded him.
"Mm!" Wang Teng nodded slightly, then asked, "Speaking of which, does atavism only affect one hand? It looks strange. "
"…" Yuan Gungun was silent for a moment, then said, "The probability of atavism is very small. Being able to atavism on one hand is already considered a very powerful bloodline talent. Most races now have very thin ancient bloodlines. It's almost impossible to atavism on the entire body."
After this explanation, Wang Teng didn't ask any more questions. His expression became serious.
Boom!
That arm stretched out with a claw, almost tearing the space apart. It left a white scar in its wake. It was abnormally terrifying.
Wang Teng collided with the arm once and was pushed back. He felt his arm go numb, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.
This atavism arm was indeed something!
Since that was the case …
At this moment, Faramir charged over again and launched a frenzied attack. His atavism arm swung out repeatedly, as sharp as a weapon. Origin power condensed on it, turning into sharp claws.
If he was hit, he would lose an arm or a leg, or even die on the spot.
Fortunately, Wang Teng was very experienced in battle. Under the bombardment of his fist, he directly swatted away the opponent's claws.
Both sides used the power of profundities.
Wang Teng's fist was infused with the profundities of various elements. It was incomparably powerful.
Faramir's claws were also infused with the profundities of metal. Moreover, it was one hundred percent complete metal profundities, making the attack even sharper and more powerful.
This scene shocked the spectators.
Many people also recognized that it was atavism because Faramir's left arm was too conspicuous. Everyone knew at a glance that it was unusual.
Then, knowledgeable people came out to give pointers, and the news of atavism immediately spread.
"Atavism!"
"One of Faramir's arms actually showed signs of atavism!"
"Doesn't that mean he's very strong?"
"Bloodline power awakened. Don't you think he's strong?"
"Wang Teng won't be in danger, right?"
"He shouldn't be. Wang Teng is so strong."
"With Wang Teng's strength, he can't beat a Lizardscale warrior. Don't joke around."
"The Lizardscale Race is just a small race, not a big one. Even atavism shouldn't be that great!"
…
In the sky above the arena continent.
Wang Teng gradually frowned. This Lizardscale warrior's physical body was extremely powerful after atavism. His Five Element Fists actually couldn't do anything to him.
He didn't hesitate and directly used the Dragonblood Battle Body.
At this moment …
Boom!
A loud bang reverberated in Wang Teng's body. A few strange flames spread silently in his body and circulated around his entire body.
In order to not alert the Pyrax Family, he didn't activate his beast fire.
At the same time, strange flame patterns bloomed on Wang Teng's body.
However, they were all hidden under his clothes.
Scorching heat suddenly radiated out from Wang Teng, and there was even a vapor that permeated his body.
The air around him distorted!
Faramir suddenly sensed something and hesitated in his attack.
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows and looked over. He dashed forward and threw a punch. His fist carried the endless power of fire as it exploded.
Boom! Boom! Boom …
The Dragonblood Battle Body was indeed very powerful. Moreover, Wang Teng's Dragonblood Battle Body had reached the fourth stage.
On top of that, this battle body was activated by flames, and Wang Teng's flames were undoubtedly the most abundant.
Wang Teng, who used the Dragonblood Battle Body, was extremely terrifying. Faramir immediately couldn't block his punches.
Even his atavistic left hand cracked under Wang Teng's attacks. His sharp nails broke, and the scales on it also bled.
Under the high temperature, his blood evaporated, and the pain was excruciating!
"So … so powerful!"
"Why did Wang Teng suddenly become so ferocious? Did anyone notice anything?"
"It seems to be a type of body constitution, or a body-refining battle technique?"
"From the looks of it, it seems to be some kind of fire-type battle technique?"
"I can't tell. It's very obscure. Why is Wang Teng hiding it so deeply!"
…
On the virtual universe communication platform, everyone was shocked when they saw Wang Teng's sudden outburst. Even Faramir's atavistic arm was broken apart. It was extremely violent.
Although many people said that Faramir's lizard scale clan was only a small clan, atavism was atavism. No one dared to underestimate it. It wasn't just the strength of one's arm; it would greatly increase the opponent's overall strength.
In short, warriors who atavism were not weak.
The second prince and the others were also shocked when they saw Wang Teng's outburst. They all carefully observed his current state, and their expressions were somewhat solemn.
"What kind of body constitution is this?" Di Mo Xi couldn't help but mutter.
"Even you guys don't know?" the second prince asked.
"Those who are more familiar with Wang Teng are Tiki, Uncle Boragu, and a few others." Di Mo Xi's meaning was obvious. He didn't know.
"This state …" Stretch and Landon exchanged glances with each other and frowned.
Why did it feel a little like their family's Dragonblood Battle Body?
However, they were only thinking about it. They couldn't be sure that it was the Dragonblood Battle Body.
How could an outsider have a body constitution that was passed down in their family? They didn't even think about it.
They just felt that it was very similar.
At the same time, Stretch also felt a little spying in his heart. After all, to their family, powerful fire-type battle techniques were very much desired.
Hong! Hong! Hong …
The roars in the sky continued to reverberate. Faramir retreated step by step. The black cloak on his body finally burst apart under Wang Teng's bombardment, revealing his true appearance.
Hua!
When everyone saw his appearance, there was a sudden uproar.
The second prince and the others stood up abruptly, and there was a trace of astonishment in their eyes.
"What is this?"
"Why are there so many black lines on his face? They look like … demonic lines?!!"
"Demonic lines! Dark apparition's demonic lines!! "
"There's a kind of evil and chaotic feeling. After looking at it for a long time, I feel disgusted. There seems to be something murmuring beside my ear. These must be demonic lines!"
"D * mn it, is this Faramir a dark apparition?"
"That can't be. If he's a dark apparition, how could he escape the eyes of the Seven Star Academies and enter the Genius Tournament? This isn't right!"
"Maybe he used some special method to hide the power of darkness!"
"No wonder he's been wearing that black cloak. It's to hide the demonic lines."
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