Chapter 23 The Shield of the Giant Spirit God, the showdown between the fifth levels
It was so fast that Wang Yuanyuan had no time to escape.
"Poof!"
There was a burst of blood, and the black blade penetrated Wang Yuanyuan's left shoulder, and blood slowly flowed down the blade.
"What? How could this happen!"
Seeing this sudden situation, there was an uproar around him.
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the ring in disbelief. They never expected that Ying Wushuang would actually hurt Wang Yuanyuan, who had the strength of a fifth-level war master.
A small piece of flesh was cut off from Wang Yuanyuan's left shoulder, and blood poured out from the cut, dripping down.
"Admit defeat, you are no match for me."
Ying Wushuang snorted coldly, pulled out the black sharp blade inserted into the wound on Wang Yuanyuan's left shoulder, and spoke lightly.
This time, he showed no mercy. As an assassin, being kind to the enemy would be irresponsible to oneself.
Moreover, he knew very well Wang Yuanyuan's temper and would never admit defeat, so he took such ruthless measures.
In order to make Wang Yuanyuan bow his head.
However, after Wang Yuanyuan heard what Ying Wushuang said, he became furious.
"Oh, admit defeat?"
"It's still too early!"
Wang Yuanyuan let out a low cry, pushed his legs hard, jumped into the air, waved his fist, and smashed towards Ying Wushuang.
Her attack was performed with all her strength, extremely fast, and her attack method was simple and crude, full of brutal killing aura.
"This is a crazy woman!"
When Ying Wushuang saw this, he shook his head.
Wang Yuanyuan's attack power was so powerful that it completely exceeded his expectations.
For ordinary people, it would not be that easy to defeat her, but in Ying Wushuang's eyes, Wang Yuanyuan was just trying to block the car!
But that was fine. Since Wang Yuanyuan was unwilling to admit defeat, he could only use weapons to force her to admit defeat.
Immediately, Yingwu took out a long black sword in his hands, and then gently drew an arc on the tip of the sword.
"bring it on!"
I saw the long black sword turning into a sword shadow, rapidly expanding in mid-air, and turning into a giant sword that was twenty or thirty meters long and exuded extremely cold air.
"Break it for me!"
When Wang Yuanyuan saw this, he roared angrily, waved his fist, and struck towards Ying Wushuang.
"Bang!"
There was a violent collision, and Wang Yuanyuan flew backwards, gliding dozens of meters in the air before he stabilized his body.
"Pfft!"
She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.
She never expected that Ying Wushuang's strength would reach such a level.
She thought she had worked hard enough, but now she realized that it turned out that there was still a long way to go between her and Ying Wushuang, even a world of difference.
Moreover, what made her even more embarrassed was that in the collision just now, her metal gloves had been shattered by Ying Wushuang.
"You are strong!"
"However, it's not that easy to defeat me."
Although Wang Yuanyuan was injured, her fighting spirit was completely ignited in her body.
The next moment, Wang Yuanyuan's body suddenly burst out with a fierce momentum.
"Come out, Shield of the Djinn God!"
Wang Yuan shouted loudly, and saw a huge shield emerging from the void behind her, guarding her tightly.
"Buzz!"
I saw ripples rippling out in circles on the shield. The ripples were so strong that even the deputy palace masters on the second floor of the conference hall could feel it. That kind of breath is simply terrifying.
When Ying Wushuang saw this, he raised his eyebrows and showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Although he knew that Wang Yuanyuan possessed the powerful Shield of the Giant Spirit, he still couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it with his own eyes.
"Master Ren, is this girl?"
On the second floor of the meeting hall, the deputy hall masters all turned their attention to Ren Wokuang.
Ren Wokuang's eyes were fixed on Wang Yuanyuan in the audience, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Yes, she is the inheritor of the bloodline of the Giant Spirit God."
Ren Wokuang nodded and continued: "People with the blood of the Giant Spirit God can exert extremely powerful power. Even if they face opponents who are stronger than them, there are still some who can fight against them. The ability to fight.”
"And this ability comes from the shield of the giant spirit god in her hand."
"The Shield of the Giant Spirit is a bloodline weapon. As long as the first person owns this weapon, it can be passed down to his immediate family members, and others cannot use it."
"Moreover, when the inheritors use them, they can often bring out the powerful power of bloodline weapons."
After hearing Ren Wokuang's explanation, the deputy palace masters all looked thoughtful.
They could see that Wang Yuanyuan's opponent was very strong, and he was probably one of the best in the Assassin Temple.
However, it is a pity that his opponent is the inheritor of the giant spirit god's bloodline. It is still unclear who will win and lose in this battle.
"You should show some real skills, otherwise, you will definitely be defeated today!"
Wang Yuanyuan stared at Ying Wushuang and spoke word by word, her tone full of strong fighting spirit.
Hearing this, Ying Wushuang smiled and said, "Okay, I want to see how much power you can exert with the shield of the giant spirit god."
The next moment, wings sprouted from his back and he used the legendary equipment Wind Wings.
Ying Wushuang suddenly stepped forward and rushed towards Wang Yuanyuan like a ghost.
Wang Yuanyuan did not hesitate to inlay two empty silver crystals on the shield of the giant spirit god.
The next moment, unprecedented power suddenly burst out from the shield of the giant spirit god. Countless white mist spewed out from it, condensing into a huge vortex, spinning crazily, as if it could suck the entire world into it.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
As the shield of the giant spirit god continued to rotate, there were bursts of explosions in the whirlpool.
As the Giant Spirit God's Shield kept rotating, it was constantly devouring Wang Yuanyuan's spiritual power.
After these spiritual powers are absorbed by the vortex, they will disappear and then re-integrate into the shield of the giant spirit god.
Seeing Wang Yuanyuan panting, a smile appeared on Ying Wushuang's lips.
"Ghost Flash!"
"Overlord Thorn!"
As he spoke, Ying Wushuang had already released two fifth-level assassin skills.
With a shake of his right hand, a jet-black long sword appeared out of thin air, dancing in the air like a gorgeous sword flower.
As soon as the long sword appeared, it immediately let out bursts of dragon roars, and swept towards Wang Yuanyuan with a terrifying force.
"Buzz buzz!"
The Changlian cut through the air, making bursts of harsh friction sounds, and swept towards Wang Yuanyuan.
The moment the long sword passed through the void, it was blocked by the shield of the giant spirit god.
"Boom boom boom"
Explosions sounded one after another, causing the contestants in the audience to cover their ears.
Is this still a battle between fifth levels?
Why is he so perverted?
The contestants couldn’t help but be shocked.
(End of chapter)