Chapter 1312 Return to the ancestors! Magic pattern? (Please subscribe and vote monthly!)
"Wang Teng VS Faramir!"
As soon as the candidates for the two sides appeared, they immediately attracted the attention and discussion of all the audience.
One of them is Wang Teng, who is very popular and will be discussed on a large scale every time he appears.
Wang Teng's fighting style is very special. Whether he is torturing people or directly defeating his opponents, it is very interesting to watch and makes people want to stop.
At the same time, Wang Teng is so dazzling that he can compete with Di Zi.
Now only Wang Teng and Di Zi are still popular, and they exchange the first place.
Every time Wang Teng appears on the stage, he will definitely suppress the emperor and get the first place in popularity.
When the emperor's son appeared, he suppressed Wang Teng again.
This situation is very interesting!
But it also means that the status of Wang Teng and Di Zi in everyone's hearts is actually very similar, and it is difficult to judge who is stronger.
"Faramir!"
"It's the extremely ruthless Faramir."
"Now, Wang Teng takes action, can he still kill Wang Teng?"
"Haha, I'm afraid Faramir will be killed this time. Wang Teng is not someone to be bullied."
"I like Wang Teng's behavior very much. If others don't mess with me, it's fine. If they mess with me, I'll kill you. Even the third prince will be tortured."
"Pfft, it has nothing to do with my third prince. Don't always use my third prince as a typical example."
"I'm afraid you're not a fake fan of the Third Prince upstairs."
"Hahaha, has the third prince become a negative example?"
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This battle was very strange. Everyone was on Wang Teng's side, and no one even came out to speak for Faramir.
This person seems to be extremely unpopular!
If it were other warriors, they would at least have the support of their own clan, and some people would take the initiative to support them, but this Faramir had none.
This is amazing!
It is a strange person to be able to do this.
Wang Teng stood up and prepared to play.
"Wang Teng, be careful, I always feel that this Faramir is a bit weird." The second prince frowned and said.
Wang Teng glanced at him in surprise, and it turned out that he was not the only one who noticed.
At this time, the emperor also opened his eyes, glanced at Wang Teng, and did not close his eyes to practice again. He seemed to be ready to watch the game.
Wang Teng nodded towards the second prince and stepped up to the sky, calmly and calmly.
On the other side, Faramir was wearing a black cloak. He couldn't see clearly what he looked like under the cloak. He walked step by step into the air and stood opposite Wang Teng.
The closer the distance, the stronger the weird feeling!
Wang Teng's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked at the other party, but still couldn't see anything.
That black cloak seems to have some function and can block detection!
Faramir said nothing, and could only feel a line of sight under the black cloak always falling on Wang Teng, as if he was also looking at Wang Teng.
He is very interested in Wang Teng!
"The game begins!" The voice came from within the ball of light.
A strong wind suddenly blew across the desolate continent, blowing up yellow sand all over the sky.
boom!
The next moment, the figures of Wang Teng and Faramir had disappeared, and only the afterimages slowly drifted away with the yellow sand.
Thousands of meters away, two figures emerged out of thin air, it was Wang Teng and Faramir.
Wang Teng is retreating.
Faramir followed him like a ghost, his black cloak floating in the sky. A scaly hand stretched out from under the cloak and pinched Wang Teng's neck.
Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and he punched out, hitting the opponent's palm.
boom!
The energy formed by the Force surged and exploded with a roar.
However, Faramir just shook his body, seemed to have lost all his strength, and rushed towards Wang Teng again.
"It's interesting!" Wang Teng showed no expression as he used the Five Elements Fist, and punch marks shot out one after another.
Faramir also seemed to know that it was impossible to deal with Wang Teng by squeezing him to death with one claw like he had done with others, so he gave up his original plan and used the same boxing technique to fight Wang Teng.
boom!
Wang Teng used the Five Elements Fist to the extreme. Water, earth, wood, and fire fist seals were shot out in turn, which was very terrifying.
"What a powerful punch!" The second prince was shocked.
"The fist seal contains the four changes of the original force. What kind of fist technique is this? I have never seen it before." Di Moses also said.
"It's not like four boxing techniques, but the same one, but the changes are very mysterious." Ji Haochen also said, staring intently at the competition on the field.
The emperor next to him didn't say anything, but it was obvious that he was very interested in this kind of boxing technique.
boom!
Suddenly, Faramir was hit by Wang Teng's fist mark, and he flew backwards. A small part of his cloak exploded, revealing his strong body, which was already covered with blood. It has scales and is said to come from a race called the "Lizard Scale Clan".
"How dare you fight me with only one hand? Who gave you the confidence?" Wang Teng's expression was dull, he stepped into the void, his thick black hair flying.
Faramir looked at his body, raised his head, and looked directly at Wang Teng, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.
The cloak on his body was broken by Wang Teng's punch, but his head was always shrouded in the shadow of the cloak.
This made Wang Teng very strange. Is there anything shameful?
"You are very strong!" Faramir spoke. This was the first time he had spoken so far in the competition. His voice was very hoarse, like two pieces of metal rubbing against each other. It was very harsh, but it seemed to have a hint of... Passionate and hungry!
What the hell?
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. Doesn't this guy have any special quirks?
"The more powerful the genius, the more interesting it is to kill." Faramir's voice gradually became excited!
“Since it’s so interesting, come on, let’s continue!” Wang Teng chuckled, raised his hand, and raised his fingers at the other party.
Suddenly, Faramir disappeared from the spot, twice as fast as before.
Wang Teng immediately felt a gust of evil wind coming from behind. He turned sideways and swept out with a whip leg.
Bang!
Wang Teng's whip leg suddenly hit Faramir's elbow. He didn't expect Wang Teng to react so quickly. He had no time to continue the attack and could only block it with his backhand.
Wang Teng punched out again, and the fist seal exploded.
Faramir's other hand also stretched out from under the cloak, and his claws collided with Wang Teng's fist mark.
Wang Teng's power exceeded his expectations, and he had to take it seriously. The hand that had not been used finally stretched out from under the cloak.
Wang Teng couldn't help but stare at Faramir's left hand.
This hand is completely different from his right hand!
Although the right hand is covered with scales, it still looks like a human hand.
But this left hand is shaped like a beast's arm, which is directly larger than the right hand. The palm is also like a beast's claw, and each finger is as sharp as a sickle.
"Wang Teng, he is returning to his ancestors!" A round voice suddenly sounded in Wang Teng's mind.
"Return to the ancestors!?" Wang Teng was a little surprised.
"Yes, this guy is a warrior of the Lizard Scale Clan. One of his hands has returned to his ancestors and possesses the ancient and powerful bloodline of the Lizard Scale Clan. It is considered a physical talent." Yuan Gungun said.
"This physical talent... is a bit ugly!" Wang Teng couldn't help but say.
"..." Yuan Gungun was silent for a moment.
It originally thought that Wang Teng would be jealous, but it didn't expect to pay attention to the beauty and ugliness of the other party. I really don't know what to say?
"Be careful, beings with the power of returning to their ancestors are very powerful." Yuan Gungun still reminded.
"Yeah!" Wang Teng nodded slightly and asked again: "By the way, does this return to the ancestors only have one hand? It looks weird." "..." Yuan Gungun was silent again and said: " Returning to one's ancestors is a very rare thing. Being able to return one arm to one's ancestors is considered a person with a strong bloodline talent. In most races nowadays, the ancient bloodline is very thin, and it is almost impossible to return to one's ancestors all over. "
After some popular science, Wang Teng didn't ask any more questions and looked serious.
boom!
The claw of that arm stretched out, almost tearing the space apart, leaving a trail of white marks, which was extremely terrifying.
Wang Teng clashed with this arm once, and fell back. He felt that his arm was a little numb, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This atavistic arm really has some tricks up its sleeve!
In this case...
At this moment, Faramir rushed over again and launched a crazy attack. He swung his ancestral arm repeatedly, as sharp as a weapon, and the force condensed on it, turning into claw blades.
If he was hit, his arms and legs would be missing, or he would even be dead on the spot.
Fortunately, Wang Teng has a lot of fighting experience. Under the bombardment of fist seals, he can directly deflect the opponent's claw attacks.
Both sides used the power of mystery.
Wang Teng's fist seal combines the secrets of various elements of the force, making it extremely powerful.
Faramir's claw attack also incorporates the secret of gold, and is 100% complete of the secret of gold, making the attack even sharper and more powerful.
This scene shocked the spectators.
Many people also recognized that it was a throwback to his ancestors, because Faramir's left hand was so conspicuous that everyone knew it was unusual at a glance.
Then someone with broad knowledge came forward to give advice, and the story of returning to one's ancestors spread immediately.
"Atavism!"
"One of Faramir's arms actually has an atavism!"
"Then isn't he very strong?"
"The power of bloodline is awakened, you tell me whether it is strong or not!"
"Is Wang Teng in danger?"
"It shouldn't be as strong as Wang Teng."
"With Wang Teng's strength, he won't be able to defeat a lizard scale warrior. Don't be ridiculous."
"After all, the Lizard Scale Clan is just a small clan, not a big clan. Even if they return to their ancestors, it's not that big of a deal!"
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Over the Arena Continent,
Wang Teng's brows gradually furrowed. The body of the lizard scale warrior who had returned to his ancestors was extremely strong, and his Five Elements Fist was unable to do anything to the opponent.
He didn't hesitate anymore and directly used the [Dragon Blood Combat Body].
now……
boom!
A roar echoed in Wang Teng's body, and several strange flames spread silently in his body, flowing through his entire body.
In order not to arouse the vigilance of the Parax family, he did not activate the beast fire.
At the same time, strange flame patterns bloomed on Wang Teng's body.
But they are all hidden under clothes.
The scorching heat suddenly spread out with Wang Teng as the center, and there was even mist steaming around him.
The surrounding air distorted!
Faramir suddenly noticed something and hesitated in his attack.
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows and looked up, then rushed forward and punched out, carrying endless power of flames, the fist seal exploded.
boom! boom! boom……
[Dragon Blood Combat Body] is indeed very powerful, and Wang Teng's [Dragon Blood Combat Body] has reached the fourth level.
In addition, this kind of combat body is inspired by flames, and Wang Teng's flames are undoubtedly the most.
Wang Teng, who used the [Dragon Blood Combat Body], was very terrifying. He punched out and Faramir was unable to resist.
Even his left hand, which had returned to his ancestors, cracked under Wang Teng's bombardment, the sharp nails were broken, and the scales on it burst out with blood piece by piece.
Under the high temperature, his blood evaporated directly, and it was even more painful!
"So...so strong!"
"Why did Wang Teng suddenly become so aggressive? Does anyone know what's going on?"
"It seems like a physical constitution, or a body-refining combat skill?"
"It looks like some kind of fire-based combat skill?"
"You can't tell, it's very obscure. Why is Wang Teng hiding so deeply!"
…
On the virtual universe communication platform, everyone was surprised when they saw Wang Teng's sudden outburst. Even Faramir's arm was beaten to pieces. It was so rough that they were all surprised for a moment.
Although many people say that the Lizard Scale Clan from which Faram came from is just a small clan, it is an atavism after all, and no one dares to underestimate it. It is not only the power of one arm, but also the overall strength of the opponent will be greatly improved.
All in all, warriors who have returned to their ancestors are not weak in strength.
The second prince and others were also surprised when they saw Wang Teng's outburst. They all carefully observed his state at this time, and their expressions were a little solemn.
"What kind of physique is this?" Moses couldn't help but ponder.
"You don't even know?" the second prince asked.
"The people who are more familiar with Wang Teng are Di Qi and Uncle Bolagu." Di Moxi's meaning was obvious, he didn't know.
"This state..." Strachey and Langdon looked at each other and frowned.
Why does it feel a bit like their family's [Dragon Blood Combat Body]?
But they just thought about it, and it was impossible to be sure that it was the [Dragon Blood Combat Body].
How could an outsider have the physique inherited from their family? They didn't even think about it.
It just feels very similar.
At the same time, Strachey also felt a sense of voyeurism in his heart. After all, for their family, powerful fire-based combat skills were something they very much longed for.
boom! boom! boom……
The roar in the sky continued to echo, Faramir was retreating steadily, and the black cloak on his body finally burst open under Wang Teng's bombardment, revealing his true appearance.
Wow!
When everyone saw his appearance, they were in an uproar.
The second prince and others stood up suddenly, with a hint of shock in their eyes.
"What's this?"
"Why are there so many black lines on his face, like... magic lines?!!"
"Magic pattern! Dark species' magic pattern!!"
"There is an evil, chaotic feeling. It makes me sick after looking at it for a long time. There seems to be something whispering in my ears. This must be a magic pattern!"
"Damn it, is this Faramir a dark creature?"
"No, if he is a dark species, how could he escape the eyes of the Seven Star Academy and enter the battle of geniuses? This is wrong!"
"Perhaps some special method was used to hide the power of darkness!"
"No wonder he has been wearing that black cloak. It turned out to be to hide the magic pattern."
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(End of chapter)