Zheng Xingzhi flew out with boundless despair and disbelief, and fell heavily on the battle platform, dragging a distance of hundreds of ters, and the blood even stained the trajectory he dragged.
Although he didn't faint directly, Zheng Xingzhi could only lie on the battlefield with his back up, like a puddle of mud. At this mont, the heat and ambition in Zheng Xingzhi's eyes disappeared.
What remained was the boundless darkness and the aning of all thoughts being ashad, as if all the beautiful thoughts and fiery heart that had poured out in my heart had beco completely cold.
powerful! fear!
Unspeakably powerful, boundless fear!
Zheng Xingzhi didn't even dare to think about the punch that Yin Tao had just hit. As long as he thought about it a little bit, he felt that his head would burst into pieces in the next mont.
Every bone in the body seems to have been crushed by 10,000 peaks at this mont, broken into pieces, muscles and veins are broken, there are countless small wounds, and each small wound has half white and miserable bones. The child pierced the flesh and skin, and blood flowed.
It can be said that Zheng Xingzhi's injury condition can be described as miserable, and even if he wants to move, he needs soone to help.
But compared to the physical injury, it is estimated that the ntal shock he suffered is more serious.
So adventures, soaring strength, full of confidence, sudden ergence, and glory. When he wanted to continue this glory, or even want to beco more brilliant, he encountered a head-on attack, and he was not qualified to resist at all. .
The previous mont was still dazzling, but this mont ended in a sad end. What could be more shocking to the mind and will than this sudden change of all?
But at this ti the arena has beco like a dead silence, completely silent!
Everyones eyes seed to freeze, looking at Yin Tao, who was smiling and proud on the battlefield, and at Zheng Xingzhi, who was seriously injured like a ss of mud. Even three-quarters of the disciples of the heavens and saints were on their faces. Involuntarily showed a skeptical look.
It wasn't until ten or so breaths that the silent arena broke the calm once again, and the discussion burst out!
"One punch! One punch blows up...Zheng Xingzhi? Is this...is it true? Didn't I have hallucinations?"
A disciple of the Heavenly Dao swallowed his dry throat, his eyes still filled with disbelief and shock.
"I also think this is an illusion, but I have pinched myself three tis just now, and I can feel the pain. I am clearly saying that this is a try. Zheng Xingzhi really can't hold on to a single move in front of Yin Tao..."
This is an infinitely discouraged disciple of the heavens. Before the start of the previous battle, he was one of the most vocal people in the view that Zheng Xingzhi would definitely defeat Yin Tao, but the facts before him gave him a taste of frustration. .
"Oh...I understand. From the challenge to the rankings, and to the final challenge to the top ten, we can't predict the so-called results of any battle. There are variables and unexpected factors. And unpredictable erratic feeling."
"Yeah! Still confused by the appearance, Zheng Xingzhi suddenly erged and defeated Fan Haoliang strongly, let us see his strength, let us subconsciously think that he will continue to sing forward, but did not expect... alas."
"But what makes most incredible is Yin Tao's strength! He is also in the late Origin Stage, and Zheng Xingzhi's cultivation is no worse than him. Why is there such a big gap between each other's strength?"
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"And Yin Tao is only the last in the top ten! How terrible are those figures who are ranked higher than him? Who else will succeed in this so-called challenge to the top ten? Who can succeed?"
...
In the arena, countless disciples of the holy ways of the heavens have already experienced the horror of Yin Tao through the last battle. It is a kind of horror that surpasses the bottom ninety of the list, as if between the eleventh and the tenth. There is an indescribable huge gap that divides the two sides into two, completely separating them, like a cloud and mud.
At this mont, Yin Tao on the battle platform turned around, looked at the ninth row of the Scarlet Throne, smiled, and said with a shake.
"An hour's rest ti, hehe, it's too much, but I hope there will be a less wasteful guy among you, otherwise, this challenge will be too boring..."
Yin Tao's gaze swept across, and the remaining nine people on the ninth row felt like they had been scraped by an extrely sharp steel knife. Most of them imdiately tightened and their eyes were full of jealousy.
After haha smiled, Yin Tao sat on the ground, and sat down like a hill with a thunder, as if not intending to return to the Scarlet Throne, but chose to stay on the battle platform and wait for an hour to pass.
Whats inconceivable is that even if Yin Tao is sitting on the battle platform, it looks like countless people are shorter, but no one feels this way. Instead, they feel that Yin Tao is sitting on top of everyones head and needs them to look up. To see clearly.
As Yin Tao sat down, the whole arena once again returned to calm, but behind this calm, there seed to be an astonishing storm.
On the ninth row of the Scarlet Throne, Fang He, the twelfth independent throne, had an inexplicable smile on his face at the mont. He looked at Yin Tao on the battlefield and didnt know what he was thinking, but after an hour, he just turned. Co to his twelfth place to challenge Yin Tao.
Ye Wuque, who was on the thirteenth place, closed his eyes slightly at this mont. It seed that he was surprised by the battle just now. At this mont, he was trying to recover his ntality, but no one knew that Ye Wuque closed his eyes at this mont, and his head repeated. A picture is playing back!
That was just the punch that Yin Tao blasted Zheng Xingzhi!
"What a weird punch! The surging punch can actually crack the void. Although Yin Tao is a strong person, he seems to be a master of physical training, but I can feel that the punch he just received clearly exists. A technique..."
Ye Wuque carefully pondered every picture in his mory, the punch that Yin Tao blasted shocked his heart, and he had a vague understanding. Intuition told him that Yin Tao's punch was definitely not that simple.
"If I can comprehend the technique in his punch just now and turn him into my three-killing punch, then the power of the three-killing punch will definitely be improved!"
The more the mory, the more comprehension, and the more Ye Wuque felt sothing was wrong, but he still couldn't completely understand it, as if he had the last layer of window screen in front of his eyes, it could be broken by just a light poke, but it was still missing The last bit of strength.
In this state, ti flew quickly for Ye Wuque, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
On the eleventh independent throne, Fang He slowly stood up, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, as if he did not have any shadow or anxiety about the upcoming challenge to Yin Tao.
On the battle platform, Yin Tao, who was sitting cross-legged, also stood up, and the wild and wild aura suddenly spread.
call out!
Fang He's figure appeared on the battle platform, facing Yin Tao.
At this mont, Ye Wuqian's slightly closed eyes had also been opened, his eyes burning, staring at the battle platform, he had a feeling that perhaps Fang He and Yin Tao's next battle could help his understanding.
"Well, you seem to be better than that trash, hehe..."
Yin Tao looked at Fang He and smiled, his white teeth swayed, as if staring at a plaything.
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