Chapter 822: Battle Against He Jiutian

It was not until the fourth day that it was Luo Zhen's turn to compete.

Early in the morning, Luo Zhen went to the competition venue. During this period, some strong people performed outstandingly in the competition and were talked about by the citizens of Jingkou.

Temporarily overshadowed Luo Zhen's limelight.

When he entered the duel arena, he happened to meet He Jiutian and others who came with him. When he saw Luo Zhen, his eyes narrowed and he said, "Hmph! Have you thought about how you will die? I can help you!"

Luo Zhen glanced at him lightly, and then shouted softly, "Come on, carry the coffin!"

Then, Gong Jiu and the other two came out.

Yan Jun and Zhang Hang carried the coffin on both sides of their shoulders, and Gong Jiu was in front, sweeping towards the duel arena in a mighty manner.

Boom!

Gong Jiu suddenly pinched the front corner of the coffin with one hand, and then swung it violently, and the nine-foot-long and half-foot-wide black wooden coffin fell between Luo Zhen and He Jiutian.

"This coffin is made of top-grade obsidian wood, which will not disgrace your body. After you die, I will have someone carry the coffin for you and send it back to the electric eel tribe in Xunyang City."

"I will also take care of your tribe members at that time, so that you can leave with peace of mind." Luo Zhen touched the coffin in front of him and said leisurely.

His face was firm, which made He Jiutian furious. He slapped out with one palm, wanting to smash the coffin directly.

Luo Zhen took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, pulling the coffin behind him to protect it.

His other hand also slapped out with one palm, colliding with He Jiutian.

The violent palm wind caused by the two palms against each other made the people around tremble, and the two protagonists also felt pain in their palms and numbness in their arms, but neither of them was willing to let go.

"Okay, it's not too late for the two of you to fight inside, there is no need to make a big fuss here!" The voice of the king came suddenly.

He Jiutian looked up, hesitated, and let go of his hand and took a step back.

He stared coldly at Luo Zhen and walked straight to the duel arena.

Luo Zhen also asked Gong Jiu and others to carry the coffin and walked towards the duel arena together.

"This competition is a high-level competition, and it is also the most interesting part. I hope everyone..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up and let that bastard come out to die!" A burst of angry shouting instantly interrupted the host's speech. He Jiutian fell from the sky and fell on the ring like a cannonball, forming a deep pit that covered half of the ring.

The host was not strong enough and was blown away immediately. Then he rolled twice before getting up.

He hesitated and looked at the VIP seat where the king was. After finding that the latter did not move, he stopped talking.

"Your grandfather Luo Zhen is here!" Luo Zhen shouted softly, then held the coffin in one hand and walked slowly towards the ring step by step.

Each step was very heavy, as if carrying mountains and rivers on his shoulders.

Luo Zhen kicked the coffin towards He Jiutian, who was also furious. He punched out with a straight punch, without any fancy moves, and pierced through the coffin wood.

Then another breath spread out, fixing the broken obsidian wood, and the next moment it flew out instantly, as dense as raindrops, attacking Luo Zhen.

This little trick naturally didn't require Luo Zhen to worry too much, and he blocked it with his hand and deflected it.

The broken coffin fell under the ring and almost pierced the host, causing him to tremble and leave the place in a hurry.

"Give me your life!" He Jiutian roared, and with the cover of the coffin wood, he came to Luo Zhen in an instant.

At this moment, he was already half human and half beast, his lower body looked like a snake, and there was a thin electric jump on his right fist, which suddenly hit Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen had not yet transformed, and he also shouted violently, and then a fist wrapped in spiritual energy, and immediately rushed towards He Jiutian's fist.

Boom!

The air waves from the collision of the two caused the entire ring to collapse instantly, with hundreds of cracks. Then the two punched each other again, and fierce air waves rippled out in the sea.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In just half a quarter of an hour, the two fought from the ring to the sky, and then fell again, and exchanged more than a hundred punches.

There were no extra tricks, and every punch hit the flesh, causing the entire seabed to explode continuously, and waves rippled, and waves rushed out.

Some low-level practitioners couldn't see what was going on at all. They could only see the ripples that rose from time to time, and the shocking aura.

People like Gong Jiu kept shaking their heads, looking to the left and looking at the top of their heads.

If they just watched, they could keep up with the speed of the two, but they were also stunned.

The king on the high seat danced with joy, clapping and cheering, and commented on the fight between the two, and the speed was no less than that of a shrew scolding on the street.

Although some low-level practitioners could not understand, they could understand. For a moment, they were like being in the middle of it, cheering continuously.

Then the two of them landed with a bang, standing steadily on the broken arena, facing each other from a distance.

At this time, whether it was Luo Zhen or He Jiutian, their clothes were already torn, exposing their upper bodies, with slight scratches all over their bodies, but it was not serious.

"The warm-up is over, should we get serious?" He Jiutian twisted his neck, crackling, and said lightly to Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen did not answer, a condensed Yuan force wrapped around his body, and his breath also reached its peak at this moment.

The audience was confused.

What the hell?

Seeing you fight so shockingly, listening to the king's superb and incomprehensible talk, I thought it was a matter of life and death, and even many people were betting on whose body would fall first.

In the end, you said it was all warm-up?

Regardless of what the audience thought, Luo Zhen and the others were ready to go at this moment, ready to take action at any time.

Especially where He Jiutian was, the sea water was boiling at this moment. They were all in the same ocean, but only there were hot bubbles coming out of his place, which shocked the audience.

A line of ten thousand feet!

Luo Zhen took the lead and attacked with the Crazy Fire Bagua Palm wrapped in the second-level earth fire. It seemed to ignore the effect of the sea water. The flames continued to jump on Luo Zhen's palm and became stronger and stronger.

He Jiutian snorted coldly. Although he was surprised at Luo Zhen's speed, he did not hesitate. He used a thunder fist to directly crush the sea water, pushing away a small piece of sea water around him, and then faced Luo Zhen.

Boom!

The two were shocked and retreated again.

Luo Zhen did not rest. Nine long swords flew out from behind him, two middle-grade imitation spiritual treasures, and seven low-grade imitation spiritual treasures. They were extraordinary and formed a sword formation, surrounding He Jiutian.

"Youquan Killing Formation!" A master in the VIP seat immediately recognized it and shouted loudly.

He looked shocked, then looked at the king, only to see that the latter's expression suddenly became serious, with a frown on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He Jiutian was also slightly surprised, then snorted coldly, and two round giant hammers flew out from behind him, which were as tall as a person, and then said coldly:

"No matter what kind of Youquan or Qiyao you are, I will kill you today!"