Complete Martial Arts Attributes Chapter 357: Damn, this kid snatched the weapon of the Eight-Armed Demon General? !

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Zhao Yuanwu was slashed by Wang Teng and landed on the ground.

But the violent impact still kept him back.

Shit!

Zhao Yuanwu acted decisively, inserted the sword into the ring, rubbed a spark, and retreated three steps, finally stopping the retreat trend.

Puff!

Then he spouted another mouthful of blood.

He looked extremely ugly and looked down at the knife marks on his chest.

This scene is so familiar. It was the same when he killed Han Zhu before. Wang Teng was treating him in his own way!

"Hehehe..." Zhao Yuanwu let out a deep laugh.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Teng who was on the opposite side, with evil red lights in his eyes: "I underestimated you!"

Wang Teng looked at Zhao Yuanwu, his eyes flashed slightly.

This tone is not like what the loser said. Does Zhao Yuanwu have any other means to make a comeback against the wind?

"Do you have any other means, you can use all of them, I will convince you to lose." Wang Teng said lightly.

"Heh!" Zhao Yuanwu grinned: "This method was originally intended to be reserved for Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang. Now I have to use it on you first."

While speaking, the red light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and his whole body was bloody, just like the substance, and the green veins violently wriggled like a small snake.

"This is..." Wang Teng frowned.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu looks like he is using a special secret method to stimulate his potential.

Wang Teng has understood this kind of secret method, but basically all have extremely serious sequelae, ranging from loss of energy and blood, exhaustion of the original force, requiring a long period of recuperation to recover, and severe... Losing is tantamount to breaking the road of martial arts in the future.

However, the greater the damage, the greater the benefits, such as being able to burst out several times its own power instantly!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The roar sounded continuously from Zhao Yuanwu's body, and his muscles expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound on the chest was squeezed, as if healed and disappeared, and the blood on it was directly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, and it didn't exist in an instant.

This scene also made everyone see clearly through the big screen, and many people exclaimed.

Especially ordinary people, they have never seen such a situation. Just now, Zhao Yuanwu was cut by Wang Teng. He was already very weak. Why suddenly it was like a chicken blood, even stronger than before. It feels incredible.

The voice of the narrator suddenly remembered and was very passionate: "Zhao Yuanwu has not completely failed. He seems to have used some secret method, and his strength is stronger than before. Can he turn defeat into victory?"

On the second floor of the auditorium, Zhao Zhixing, the lord of the Qianyuan Sect, changed his expression slightly, and couldn't help saying: "Yuan Wu is too impulsive! Even if this competition is defeated, there will still be a resurrection match. There is no need to use this door at this time." The secret method of violent blood"!"

"This situation can't blame Yuan Wu, who would have thought that Wang Teng would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, with such a strong strength but willing to hide, how can Yuan Wu be willing to be defeated by him?" Qian Yuanzong's third elder said .

"Young people are inevitably eager to compete. Yuan Wu has been too smooth these years. Once he lost, his mentality must be unstable." Another old man said that this person is the second elder of Qian Yuanzong.

"There are too many talented martial artists in major schools. Not to mention Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang, Wang Teng alone is extremely amazing. Now this society, the school system is the right way, and our sect is still out of date. "Zhao Zhixing couldn't help sighing.

The second elder and the third elder look at each other silently.

On the ring.

Boom!

A terrible aura erupted from Zhao Yuanwu's body.

"Here! Me! Die! Come!"

Zhao Yuanwu broke out completely, raging into the crown, and strode towards Wang Teng, stepping heavily on the ring, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

In an instant, he came to Wang Teng and slashed it down.

Shit!

The knife was filled with flames, burning and twisting the air, showing its high temperature.

Wang Teng's gaze flickered slightly and he raised his sword to block, but Zhao Yuanwu was reluctant to let him go.

Clang clang!

The two knives collided, sparks splattered everywhere.

Wang Teng clearly saw that the sword in his hand was being cut one by one, and even cracks appeared, and it was about to be scrapped.

"Such a fierce slash, such a clean counterattack, with Zhao Yuanwu's long sword in hand, we can only see the afterimage, Wang Teng seems to be in a weak position, is it really about to reverse the victory?" Commentator Zhang Jun's commentary sounded at the right time.

"Wang Teng's situation seems a bit bad!" Another commentator Su Xiao also said.

The voice just fell.

Suddenly a crisp sound came from the big screen.

Crack!

The next moment, everyone saw that the battle knife in Wang Teng's hand was cut off by Zhao Yuanwu, and it broke into pieces, scattered all over the ground.

"Now it's up to you how to block!" Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flashed a trace of sorrow, and he slashed towards Wang Teng who opened the middle door.

Many viewers can't help but close their eyes when they see this.

Lin Chuhan's face turned pale, and he didn't expect that such an accident would happen again when it was obviously a win-win situation.

On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan opened his eyes slightly, staring closely at this scene on the ring.

Everyone held their breath, squeezing their sweat for Wang Teng.

Bah!

Just then, a dull sound came from the ring.

The sound is like cutting on a heavy iron plate!

But... this is not right!

Zhao Yuanwu was stunned, looking at the huge black weapon that appeared in Wang Teng's hand for unknown time.

Everyone also reacted and looked towards the ring.

Then all eyes fell on the weapon involuntarily.

"This, what is this?"

Everyone looked at this strange weapon in a daze like Zhao Yuanwu.

Like a sword like a sword, huge!

How could there be such a strange weapon.

It's fancy!

"This is...Mageweave Black Gold!!!"

Many big-time figures present at this moment saw the doorway of this weapon.

It turned out to be a magic weapon made of black gold with magic veins! !

And it's still such a big piece!

Many bigwigs present couldn't help swallowing, their eyes gleaming.

Damn!

Too violent!

Such a large piece of black gold with magic pattern is enough to forge several conventional weapons, but now only forged the weird weapon in Wang Teng's hand, it's a waste.

"Why do I think this weapon is... familiar?" On the second floor of the auditorium, Ye Jixing, the master of the Pole Star Martial Arts Hall, muttered to himself.

"You forgot the war a year ago. The weapon of that eight-armed demon general Zulzi looks like this." Lei Zhenting, the master of the Thunder Martial Arts Museum, said subconsciously.

After finishing speaking, he himself suddenly reacted, his eyes widened, and he glanced at Ye Jixing.

"Damn, this kid snatched the weapon of the eight-armed magic general?!!!"