[Flaming Sword Aura * 126]
As the flaming sword aura merged with his body, Wang Teng's mind was filled with all sorts of insights. It was as if there was a sword aura and a sword radiance.
Then, there was a sudden qualitative change. A powerful force that was even stronger than the sword aura was born.
Flaming Sword Intent!
Wang Teng's Flaming Sword Intent was finally formed!
If Zhao Yuanwu knew that his sword aura had led to the birth of Wang Teng's Sword Intent, what would his expression be?
At this moment, Mao Na was standing beside Wang Teng. She suddenly felt something and turned to look at Wang Teng. However, she only saw his calm expression. There was nothing special about him. It was as if everything was just an illusion.
Mao Na looked at Wang Teng suspiciously. She stared at his face for a while.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I too handsome? "Wang Teng asked.
"You have eye boogers," Mao Na said expressionlessly.
Wang Teng was speechless.
Mao Na ignored Wang Teng and walked away arrogantly.
Wang Teng looked at the arena and picked up the attribute bubbles that Yu Tao had dropped.
[Wood Force * 50]
[Spirit * 8]
[Enlightenment * 14]
After the morning competition ended, everyone returned to the hotel for lunch and waited for the afternoon competition to begin.
In the afternoon …
The competition continued, and the list of opponents appeared on the big screen.
Wang Teng: Zhao Yuanwu!
As soon as this arrangement was announced, many people were stunned, revealing looks of astonishment.
Wang Teng had actually met Zhao Yuanwu. This was going to be a good show.
Many schools and forces were watching.
Many people felt that Wang Teng had reached this stage. Now that he met Zhao Yuanwu, he would definitely lose.
Zhao Yuanwu's actions were indeed unacceptable. However, his performance was extremely eye-catching. His strength was comparable to Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang's.
Moreover, no one knew if he had other tricks up his sleeve.
In the resting area of the Yellow Sea, Han Zhu and the others' expressions changed slightly. They looked at Wang Teng and opened their mouths. In the end, they only said, "Just try your best."
"Don't worry," Wang Teng stood up with a faint smile on his face as he slowly walked towards the battle ring.
In the audience, Lin Chuhan said worriedly, "That Zhao Yuanwu is so cruel. Wang Teng actually ran into him. This is going to be troublesome."
"I wonder if Big Brother Wang Teng can hold on," Tian Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"Don't try to be brave. That Zhao Yuanwu is extremely ruthless." Xu Wantong shook her head.
Clearly, the three of them did not have much confidence in Wang Teng in this match. Zhao Yuanwu's previous performance was too strong. Ordinary martial artists were not his match at all.
…
On the arena, the two of them stood still.
Zhao Yuanwu looked at Wang Teng mockingly and said, "It's not too late for you to admit defeat now. Otherwise, I'll beat you down like your two seniors."
"You're very confident." Wang Teng looked at him calmly.
Wang Teng's calmness made Zhao Yuanwu frown. He shook his head and said, "You people won't give up until you see the coffin. You want me to do it myself."
The referee blew the whistle. "Match, begin!"
Wang Teng and Zhao Yuanwu looked at each other. Then, the two of them disappeared at the same time.
Boom!
Two streaks of light shot across the sky and collided with each other.
The shadows of the fist and the saber intertwined with each other. The audience was dazzled.
They could only see the afterimages colliding, separating, and colliding with each other in the arena. The sound of explosions could be heard.
"So, so powerful!"
The audience widened their eyes in shock.
This match was on a completely different level from the previous matches.
"Wang Teng's strength is actually on par with Zhao Yuanwu's!"
Everyone was shocked, especially by the strength displayed by Wang Teng. He was actually on par with Zhao Yuanwu and was not at a disadvantage at all.
It was really unexpected!
General Bai's live broadcast room was silent. Then, countless bullet screens exploded.
"Damn, damn, what did I just see? Wang Teng is so strong!"
"Wang Teng didn't use his full strength before. He only showed it now that he met Zhao Yuanwu."
"Exciting, wonderful!"
"Awesome!"
…
Many people had been attracted by Wang Teng's brick fighting method and found it very interesting. Now that they had seen Wang Teng fight seriously, they were instantly attracted by the contrast.
On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan revealed a smile.
"Good boy!"
The other heads exchanged glances with one another. Surprise flashed past their eyes uncontrollably. Wang Teng's ability had exceeded their expectations again and again.
They felt inexplicably good!
Yan Kang, the dean of Jinlin University's School of Martial Arts, who was next to them, widened his eyes and lost his composure. How was this possible?
Was Wang Teng really a freshman? How could he be so strong?
How did Huang Hai train him?
Yan Kang was depressed. Back then, Jinlin University had also fought for Wang Teng, but Huang Hai took him away. How could he not regret it when he thought about it?
At this moment, Wang Teng was punching Zhao Yuanwu with his bare fists. His fists were all smashed into smithereens.
The Eight Level Demonic Art had trained his body to be extremely strong. Even without weapons, Zhao Yuanwu could not hurt him.
Wang Teng's body was not strong and looked like a normal person. However, at this moment, he looked extremely tall.
Like a violent ape, he strode forward and attacked Zhao Yuanwu wildly.
This scene made everyone's blood boil.
Zhao Yuanwu's expression was ugly. Since the beginning of the competition, he had never been treated like this. He had always been the one suppressing others, but now, he was being suppressed.
Moreover, it was someone he did not take seriously.
"Scram!" How could Zhao Yuanwu endure it? He roared and a terrifying saber aura erupted from his body as he slashed at Wang Teng.
The terrifying flame saber aura swept out.
The intense flames seemed to want to swallow Wang Teng and burn him to ashes.
"I've been waiting for this move." Wang Teng sneered. A battle saber appeared in his hand and he slashed down.
The same terrifying flame saber aura erupted. The saber aura swept across the sky and instantly collided with Zhao Yuanwu's flame saber aura.
Boom!
The flames exploded and soared into the sky.
The two huge saber auras eroded each other. In the end, Wang Teng's saber aura was stronger and directly split Zhao Yuanwu's saber aura in half.
"How can this be?"
Zhao Yuanwu's eyes widened. He could not dodge in time and was hit in the chest by the saber. As if struck by lightning, he flew backward and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Zhao Yuanwu … lost!"
The audience watched the scene in disbelief.
"Wang Teng's saber aura is close to saber intent!" Someone saw something and was extremely shocked.
Saber intent was much stronger than saber aura and was more difficult to comprehend.
However, Wang Teng was close to comprehending saber intent!
How old was he?
What kind of monster was he?
At this moment, the power that Wang Teng displayed was enough to make everyone's jaws drop. They found it unbelievable.
He was clearly only a freshman, but he could compete with a genius like Zhao Yuanwu and win. He even showed a monstrous comprehension ability.
Everyone was astonished!
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