Martial Hero in Wasteland/C405 Thousand Layers Demonic Dimension
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C405 Thousand Layers Demonic Dimension

"What kind of martial art is that?" Baili Yuyao looked at the side of the arena and her beautiful eyes flickered with astonishment.

Everyone was attracted over.

In the distant ring, a young man in a white robe attracted everyone's attention.

The young man had blond curly hair, deep eye sockets, a pair of deep blue eyes that were like jade, and a high nose bridge that was different from the others...

"Western European?" Zuo Yu exclaimed. This was the first time he had seen such a person in this world.

The young man was very handsome, and he had a sunny smile on his face. This smile was very infectious, like a devout believer of the God of Light. This was the first impression Zuo Yu had of him.

"Thousand Layers Magic Room." The young man, Luther, said with a faint smile. He slightly raised his hand and waved it, causing the space in front of him to tremble.

Luther's opponent was a burly man. He was very tall. Luther was already very tall, but the burly man was even taller than him. The burly man also had a stronger physique. He held a black iron rod in his hand. It was obvious that he was very heavy. He was a strength type expert.

Seeing Luther's attack, the burly man shouted out loudly. He waved the iron rod and smashed it forward. The iron rod whistled, and the space trembled along with it. The strength of this strike was extremely powerful.

"He is... a mage?" Zuo Wenxing thought for a moment and his eyes flashed. He was the first to think. He knew the most about these people, and it could be said that he was the most knowledgeable.

"A mage? The mysterious Lance family?" Lin Feng asked. In terms of knowledge, Lin Feng was ranked second among the group.

"What Lance family?" Zuo Yu asked. He didn't know. If he didn't know, he could just ask. Looking at the situation, it seemed like Yun Yan and the others had heard about it. Only a few of them didn't know about it.

"Lance family is a mysterious and low-profile family. They all look like this. They are obviously different from us. Their family practices these kinds of magic. They usually don't ask about the affairs of the underworld, and their magic is never taught to outsiders. They're only taught to the descendants of the main family. Very few people know about them. " Lin Feng said, "But it's rumored that their strength is already close to the few aristocratic families in the nine aristocratic families."

"Actually, it's not that mysterious. They are the immigrants from the Magic Continent. It's said that the people in the Magic Continent practice magic." Zuo Wenxing said with a smile.

Zuo Yu nodded slightly. He had read some biographies. It was said that during the ancient war, the entire continent had been destroyed. A few major powers had also retreated to the broken continent. Currently, there were four continents surrounding the Divine Martial Continent, including the hostile Devil Martial Continent of the Divine Martial Continent. The people of the Dark Star Sect were all devil cultivators, and there was also the Demon God Continent where the Demon God Palace was located. As for the cultivation world that was full of cultivator, these three Zuo Yu knew about it. It turned out that the last place was the Magic Continent.

"He is a 7th Tier Magister." Zuo Wenxing said, "In other words, he is equal to our Seventh Layer of True Martial Stage."

"A mage's attack is so strange. His opponent is an Eighth Layer of True Martial Stage, but it seems like he is going to lose." Zhao Ning'er looked at him seriously and said.

They all nodded in agreement.

On the arena, Luther waved his hand and muttered something. The space in front of them changed. In an instant, the space in front of them turned into a small spatial box. It was like a sealed space, faintly discernible and real.

The big man with the stick rushed out violently. Then, he fell into it. It was as if he had suddenly fallen into a quagmire. His movements became very slow.

The big man roared angrily and the iron stick hacked out with force. With a few soft popping sounds, two or three illusory spaces in front of him exploded into nothingness. However, the big man had only taken a few steps before the strange space was formed again.

The big man once again swept out the iron stick. His imposing manner raged, and a violent wind swept down the leaves. The people below could faintly feel his strength, and the space slightly distorted. The several spaces in front of him were continuously compressed and exploded by the iron rod, while the burly man's rod force was also rapidly reducing. Soon, the big man's iron rod also sank into the quagmire. The big man raised it. The iron rod was suppressed by a small sealed space and was actually not lifted.

The big man's expression changed slightly. He exerted his strength and lifted the iron rod up in the end. However, in an instant, the surroundings were all small sealed spaces. It was as if he had fallen into the sea and was surrounded by viscous bubbles. It suppressed him and drowned him...

The burly man roared continuously as his aura became increasingly violent. He struggled wildly as he swung the metal rod with all his might, trying to scatter these spatial bubbles.

As the big man struggled, the surrounding spatial bubbles swayed. They also exploded one after another. However, more and more spatial bubbles appeared. Every one of them was the size of a human and could seal a person within. The big man shattered one spatial bubble after another, but the spatial bubbles seemed to be endless...

Luther's face had a sunny smile, but it seemed rather relaxed. He just quietly stood by the side of the arena and casually waved his hand. A Eighth Layer of True Martial Stage warrior couldn't even get close to him. This kind of fight gave people a strange feeling.

"Thousand Layers Devil Space? That's a fitting name." Zuo Wenxing said in a low voice. Obviously, they had heard what Luther said. As for what kind of spell he was chanting, they didn't understand.

"What a strange martial art." Leng Mu said. Whether they had heard of it or not, they had never seen it before.

"How do you break this martial art?" Baili Yuyao asked Zuo Yu with a smile.

"It is actually simple. There is a limit to everything. The limit of strength and speed can be broken." Zuo Yu said, "Am I right?" Zuo Yu looked over with a smile.

Baili Yuyao smiled gently and rolled her eyes at Zuo Yu coquettishly. It had to be said that she also thought the same. Was this considered as having a telepathic connection?

"Can you do it?" Baili Yuyao looked forward and asked cooly.

"Can your man not?" Zuo Yu blurted out. Seeing Baili Yuyao snorting lightly, Zuo Yu quickly smiled coyly a few times. "He is two realms higher than me, but I feel that his combat strength is only Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage. I should have a chance of winning if I fight him, but it might not necessarily work. After all, I've never fought these guys before. "

"It's rare for you to be so modest." Baili Yuyao laughed lightly.

"If you and I work together, we can instantly kill him." Zuo Yu continued with a smile.

"Alright, I will take back my words." Baili Yuyao rolled her eyes.

"Do you two need to be so lovey-dovey? We are all watching." When Yun Yan saw this from the side, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Why? Are you envious?"

Zuo Yu and Yun Yan turned their heads to look at him at the same time. Both of them had the same playful smile on their faces. Both of them were slightly stunned. Zuo Yu smiled. Baili Yuyao, on the other hand, was not thick-skinned enough. She quickly turned her head away. She looked at the competition in front of her and was focused and serious.

Yun Yan and the others started laughing. Usually, Baili Yuyao was mischievous and eccentric. When she fought with Yuyao, they were usually at a disadvantage. Now that there was a chance, the girls started to tease her.

The battle on the stage had reached its climax and the surrounding people were watching more and more. Many people were very surprised.

On the stage, the thousand layers of magic in front of Luther flickered like spatial bubbles. One after another, it was as if the space had been divided into thousands of layers. It was very strange.

The burly man struggled, roared, and raged time and time again, but to no avail.

"Kid, if you have the ability, fight me face to face. What's the point of trapping me like this?" The burly man was extremely frantic. He charged and killed time and time again, but he was actually pacing back and forth on the spot. The short arena was unable to take a single step forward. The big man was somewhat crazy. He was good at strength, and liked the thrill of fighting face to face. However, at this moment, it was as if he had fallen into a quagmire. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. Being unable to use his strength made him very aggrieved. He was extremely furious. Even if he was going to lose, he would still lose fair and square. This way, he couldn't even get close to his opponent. He wasn't willing to accept this. He was also unwilling to accept this...

Actually, being able to shout out such words meant that he was at a disadvantage in terms of imposing manner. His opponent would definitely use what he was good at to fight with him. Could it be that the other party had to use his own weakness to fight against the other party's strength? However, no one laughed at him. Everyone below could feel this sort of crazy feeling. It felt extremely awkward.

Thinking about a man who was obviously very strong and full of strength struggling in a pile of spatial bubbles and his struggling movements were extremely slow, this feeling was very depressing...

"Brother, you are too impatient." Luther said gently, "As you wish, I am going to attack." Luther seemed very polite, but he did not attack so gently.

Luther turned his wrist, and the surrounding spatial bubbles instantly went berserk. The suppressive force was even stronger than before.

"Argh..." The burly man furiously smashed the iron rod. However, his movements became very slow. Without the support of speed, the force of the strike was naturally much weaker.

Whoosh! Following that, countless spatial bubbles began to transform, turning into numerous invisible swords. They were large and heavy, and they charged towards the big man in a series.

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