Chapter 1282 Hahaha... Will This Young Master Lose?

The two of them fought back and forth on the ring, and the fight was very lively.

But gradually, Wei Shujun fell into a disadvantage.

This middle-aged warrior has the strength of the eighth level of the Martial Emperor. He holds a long sword, and every attack contains extremely terrifying power.

Every time he slashes with his sword, the space in the ring is like water waves, with ripples appearing.

Wei Shujun can't resist it at all, and retreats step by step.

Under the ring, a crowd of onlookers saw such a scene and sweated for Wei Shujun.

The middle-aged warrior slashed with a sword, and Wei Shujun hurriedly moved his feet and dodged the attack very embarrassedly.

Looking at the embarrassed Wei Shujun, the middle-aged warrior's eyes were full of admiration.

This young master Wei can entangle with me now with the realm of the low-level Martial Emperor.

And it is really rare that he can be on par with me for a period of time.

His fighting quality is much better than mine, but it's a pity that he is only at the realm of the Martial Emperor.

As time went on, he gained the upper hand.

"Haha. Master Wei, you are still too young. If you were at the Martial Emperor level now, I might be the one who lost."

The middle-aged warrior said, and he flashed in front of Wei Shujun.

He raised the long sword in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "It's a pity, you are now the Martial Emperor, so. You'd better go down!"

Some people watching the excitement under the ring showed a look of pity on their faces when they saw this.

In their opinion, Wei Shujun was doomed to lose, and there was no possibility of a comeback.

"It's a pity, Master Wei is still a little short, the opponent is an eighth-level master of the Martial Emperor!"

"Yes, but it's an honor for Master Wei to lose!"

Zhao Changqing and others who were watching the situation on the ring on the other side did not change their faces.

When they heard the unfavorable remarks about Wei Shujun, a trace of mockery flashed in their eyes.

"Haha. My second brother will lose? The good show has just begun!" Zhao Changqing showed a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

In his opinion, the real battle has just begun.

He knew that Wei Shujun had many trump cards.

And he had recently cultivated a very powerful trump card.

Even if he didn't handle it well, he would be defeated.

"Shujun won't lose!"

"Yes, if he didn't have the confidence to win, he wouldn't step on this stage!"

"Hehe. Next is Shujun's time to show off!"

Huang Qing, Xu Bo and others also knew Wei Shujun's true strength.

If he didn't have the confidence to win, he wouldn't step on this stage at all.

And they had also seen Wei Shujun's extremely powerful trump card.

Ling Juntian, who had become a cultivator at that time, was scared when facing this move.

"Hahaha. Will this young master lose?"

Wei Shujun narrowly avoided the middle-aged man's attack!

"You underestimate me, Wei Shujun!

You underestimate my Wei family!

You underestimate the men of Tianfeng City!"

Wei Shujun raised a proud and confident look on his face.

Everyone said that their luck was the worst in the Wei family.

Whether on the lottery machine or in the activities, there was no achievement at all.

Among the young people, compared with the rapid progress of my elder brother Zhao Changqing and brother Lin Aotian.

I, Wei Shujun, do seem mediocre.

But you all must not forget that I was the first person to meet Shopkeeper Yang.

I was also the first person to enter the store.

Is my luck, Wei Shujun, really so bad?

Is my strength, Wei Shujun, really so mediocre?

Today I will let you know that I, Wei Shujun, am not bad!

"Now let you know the demeanor of a man from Tianfeng City!"

Wei Shujun shouted, and his aura suddenly surged.

In his hand, a long knife appeared, and he slowly raised the long knife above his head.

The long knife in Wei Shujun's hand suddenly chopped towards the middle-aged man!

In an instant, the long knife burst into a dazzling light!

A terrifying knife intent burst out from the long knife!

Domineering! Sharp! Powerful!

This domineering sword intent seemed to be able to tear the void and make the whole world tremble!

At this moment, under the ring, the crowd of onlookers felt the existence of this sword intent, and suddenly a kind of fear rose in their hearts.

"What is this?? This is. Sword intent?? And it is a perfect sword intent??"

The audience in the audience showed shocked expressions on their faces after seeing this scene.

"Young Master Wei actually comprehended the perfect sword intent?"

This is too shocking!

They didn't dare to believe it, but they had to believe it.

At this moment, the middle-aged warrior on the stage saw this scene, and his face also showed a solemn expression.

He found that his movements were affected by the sword intent.

His state of mind, in this domineering sword intent, actually gave rise to fear.

However, in the next moment, the situation suddenly changed!

The domineering sword intent and the blazing light on the long sword disappeared instantly.

Instead of the long sword and sword intent, a translucent spiritual long sword appeared in front of Wei Shujun.

"Phantom!"

Wei Shujun looked at the middle-aged man and said two words lightly.

Then, the translucent spiritual long sword disappeared in front of Wei Shujun.

The next moment, a destructive aura appeared less than a foot in front of the middle-aged man.

This sudden change caught the middle-aged man off guard.

When he tried to dodge, it was too late.

The long sword exuding a destructive aura had already locked onto him.

Just as he made a move, the tip of the sword had already pierced into his chest.

This destructive aura exploded in the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man was instantly torn into pieces by this exploding destructive aura.

All this happened in a flash, extremely fast.

From the time Wei Shujun raised the long sword to the time the middle-aged man turned into pieces, it only took a blink of an eye.

Everyone present was stunned by this scene.

"Master Wei, he actually won!"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so scary!"

"So... so strong!"

"This power is so terrifying, even an ordinary first-level martial master would find it difficult to take it!"

The people off the field began to discuss!

The martial artist of the eighth-level martial emperor was killed by that terrifying sword before he could even react.

A powerful warrior of the first level of Wu Zun from the Continent of Gods saw this scene.

His throat moved unconsciously.

Then he brought himself into the realm of the eighth level of Wu Di.

After calculating for a while, he shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's not that it's hard to take it, but it's impossible to resist it!"

To block this knife, there is no other way except to use a stronger move than this one.

Unless you defeat him before he uses this knife.

Otherwise, after this knife is chopped, you can't do anything except wait for death.

"Ah. So powerful!"

"I didn't expect that Master Wei's strength is so high!"

"Yes, it turns out that he has been hiding his weakness and keeping a low profile!"

At this time, everyone looked at Wei Shujun on the stage with admiration and shock.