In the arena, the competition was still ongoing.
Wang Teng and Ji Xiuming were among the first batch of contestants to finish their matches. They were much faster than the other contestants.
In the entire arena, the two of them were probably the most relaxed ones.
Very few people were able to end the first round of the competition with such ease.
Ji Xiuming walked down the arena and saw Wang Teng not far away. He didn't look at Wang Teng for long and walked past him.
Wang Teng smiled faintly and didn't mind. He casually sat down in the resting area and looked at the arena.
There, Ren Qingcang and another contestant had just walked up the arena.
There were many onlookers around. It was obvious that many people were paying attention to Ren Qingcang's match.
After all, he was the direct disciple of the Thunder Dojo's president. This identity was enough to make him dazzling.
Many people wanted to know Ren Qingcang's true strength.
Wang Teng looked from afar and glanced at Ren Qingcang's opponent. He was a little disappointed.
With his Spirit Vision, he could see his opponent's strength at one glance. He was only a 4-star soldier-level martial warrior. He definitely couldn't force Ren Qingcang to use his full strength.
Similarly, he could see that Ren Qingcang was still a 6-star soldier-level martial warrior. However, he could only confirm his combat strength through actual combat.
"Forget it. It's better than nothing. Let's wait and see." Wang Teng shook his head.
The judge announced the start of the match!
Ren Qingcang's opponent attacked first. This person's weapon was a battle axe. He didn't dare to underestimate Ren Qingcang at all. His first attack was a powerful one. A sharp golden glow gathered on the blade of the axe and slashed at Ren Qingcang.
The golden glow of the axe came at Ren Qingcang ferociously. When the audience saw this attack, their expressions all changed.
Even though they were far away, they could still feel the sharpness and terror of the axe.
If it hit their body, even a 4-star soldier-level martial warrior would probably be cut in half.
Wang Teng's eyes flashed. He stared at Ren Qingcang and waited to see how he would react.
In the arena, Ren Qingcang watched calmly as his opponent attacked. Even when faced with such a terrifying attack, he remained unmoved, as if he did not see anything.
In the blink of an eye, the golden axe had already arrived above his head and brazenly chopped down.
Ren Qingcang also had a lot of fans, and there were even a lot of female fans. After all, he had both looks and strength.
In fact, he wasn't much weaker than Ji Xiuming.
The two of them were different types. As the saying goes, everyone has their own preferences. Some young girls liked this type of domineering, cool, and arrogant type.
At this moment, the girls couldn't help but close their eyes, afraid that they would see the bloody scene of Ren Qingcang being split into two.
Clang!
Suddenly, the sound of metal colliding reverberated in the air.
What's going on?
This sound didn't sound like it was cut into flesh and blood.
Everyone couldn't help but look over. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and their faces were filled with shock and astonishment.
Ren Qingcang's expression was calm as he raised his hand high up and grabbed the other party's battle-ax with his bare hand.
His opponent's face was flushed red. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to move at all.
The commentator timely projected the situation on the big screen.
The entire arena's attention was instantly attracted.
The commentator, Zhang Jun, said loudly, "An extremely shocking scene happened in arena 37. Contestant Ren Qingcang grabbed his opponent's battle-ax with his bare hand. This is really shocking!
"I don't know how many people saw the entire process just now. Let's replay it … From the replay, we can see that Ren Qingcang's opponent used an extremely powerful attack, but Ren Qingcang only used one hand to shatter the attack. Then, he grabbed his opponent's battle-ax with his bare hand!"
He flipped through the information in his hand and continued speaking.
"According to the information, the owner of the Thunder Dojo, His Excellency Thunder Body, has a unique skill called Thunder Body. He uses thunder to temper his body, making it as hard as metal!"
Another commentator, Su Xiao, immediately followed up and said, "I know, Ren Qingcang must have practiced this Thunderbolt Body, and he must have practiced it to an extremely profound level. Therefore, he can rely on the strength of his body to achieve this level!"
…
While the commentator was explaining, Ren Qingcang had already counterattacked. He didn't use any combat skills. He only used his physical strength to kick his opponent out of the arena with a sweep of his leg.
The whole process was easy and relaxed, as if he was just warming up.
The result was already obvious. The referee immediately announced Ren Qingcang's victory.
In the resting area, Wang Teng's eyes flashed. He muttered in his heart, "Thunder Body!"
It was obvious that this was a type of body-tempering skill, and it was a lightning-type body-tempering skill!
He didn't expect Ren Qingcang to be a lightning-type martial artist. Just nice …
Wang Teng was lacking lightning-type talent. He couldn't afford to offend Shen Tuxiong, who was a lightning-type warrior in the other world. However, he could take advantage of Ren Qingcang.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good idea. Wang Teng's gaze gradually turned strange, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Speaking of which, he didn't know if this Thunder Body was stronger than the Eight Level Demonic Art that he had obtained from the Eight-Armed Devil General Zurz.
As he was thinking, Wang Teng suddenly noticed that when Ren Qingcang attacked, two attribute bubbles had dropped from the arena.
[Lightning Force * 20]
[Metal Force * 35]
…
Wang Teng's gaze moved. He used his Spiritual Force to bypass the crowd and quickly scanned them without leaving a trace.
He picked them up!
The two attribute bubbles instantly entered his body.
"It is indeed a lightning-type attribute!" Wang Teng grinned. He glanced at Ren Qingcang from time to time. He decided to follow this fat sheep closely and not miss out on any lightning-type attribute bubbles.
At the same time, he finally realized that this National Number One Martial Arts Competition was the best opportunity to pick up attributes.
Now, the entire Dragon's Nest had turned into a huge attribute bubble production base. Countless geniuses had gathered. When they competed, all sorts of attribute bubbles would definitely drop.
This time, he could earn a huge sum of money again!
If he was lucky enough to find some rare attribute bubbles, he would earn even more.
As the competition progressed, more and more attribute bubbles dropped. Wang Teng secretly extended his Spiritual Force and picked them up one by one.
[Earth Force * 15]
[Water Force * 20]
[Spirit * 10]
[Flaming Sword Force * 25]
…
Wang Teng's gaze froze. Someone had actually mastered the Flaming Sword Force. It was a good opportunity for him to nurture his Flaming Sword Intent.
His Flaming Sword Force had already been condensed to more than 90%. He might only be one step away from mastering his Flaming Sword Intent, or he might just be lacking the final accumulation.
Now, the more Flaming Sword Force he obtained, the more helpful it would be for him to master his Flaming Sword Intent …
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