Chapter 322 Martial Competition (2)
The contestants from the Eight Gates and the Longyan Gate are constantly attacking, while the other is always hiding in his own protective shield. It is obvious that he wants to consume the opponent's energy. After all, he also knows that the opponent's Eight Gate Dunjia is open.
When you reach the fifth gate, what you consume is more powerful than yourself.
Chen Lin was also well aware of the disadvantages of the eight spells, that is, after opening the fourth spell, as time goes by, the body will suffer more damage, so he used all his strength as soon as he started.
Most of the younger generation of the eight gates have reached the third or fourth gate, like Chen Lin, who has just broken through to the fifth gate, so he can represent the eight gates this time.
Of course, there is another contestant from the Eight Gates. He is truly the pride of heaven. In Chen Lin's heart, he can only be described as terrifying...
"I don't believe I can't break your turtle shell!"
Chen Lin didn't care what kind of damage it would cause to his body. He only knew that he had to win the first game. He didn't want to get further and further away from that person...
"Bang bang bang..."
The terrifying power continued to pour out on the opponent's protective shield, and only cracks began to spread. In the end, the defense could not withstand the power of the attack.
"The eighth punch!"
Chen Lin gritted his teeth and punched the eighth of the thirteen punches, which was the first time he punched.
There was a loud bang, and the Longyan Gate contestants finally couldn't resist it. The protective shield suddenly dispersed, and their bodies were directly thrown several meters away by the terrifying force, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Upon seeing this, Chen Lin ducked in front of him again, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. After all, the game was not over yet, and he could not be soft-hearted.
"I surrender!"
The opponent is also someone who can take it up and let it go. He knows that apart from his strong defense, his attacks can't hurt Chen Lin at all. It's better to be calmer than he is now.
"Accepted!"
Chen Lin immediately stopped and then saluted.
"Haha, my skills are just inferior to others. If you lose, you lose."
The Longyan Gate contestants smiled and walked off the stage casually.
"Eight Gates, Chen Linsheng!"
"Yu Shuimen, Chen Caixia wins!"
Just when the results were announced on the third stage, the results were also announced on the second stage. Chen Caixia defended first, and then after seeing the opponent's flaws, she launched a fierce attack and finally won. It can be said that she was winning steadily.
Very rich experience.
The next competition continued, and the audience in the audience watched with great interest. Many practitioners even imagined themselves as contestants on the stage, and then compared them in their minds to fight.
This is the true meaning of the sect competition!
"Da Zhuang, it's almost time for you to go on stage, just calm down!"
Zhang Han patted his shoulder and said.
"Brother Da Zhuang, come on!"
Ling'er also said beside him.
"Steady, come on!"
Yunsu still cherishes words like gold, but in her heart, Da Zhuang is already her partner!
"Ling'er, come and kiss my brother, this way you are guaranteed to win!"
Da Zhuang said with a smile, it seems that his carefree personality also has advantages.
"If you get first place, I'll give you a kiss!"
Ling'er stuck out her pink tongue, which was so cute.
"..."
"Contestants number thirty-four, thirty-five, and thirty-six come on."
As the previous battle ended, the referees at each competition stage continued to speak.
"Haha, it's finally my turn to take action! It's time for me to show off my domineering spirit!"
Da Zhuang raised his head and laughed.
"What? Bastard?!"
Ling'er asked, pulling her ears.
Da Zhuang's aura suddenly dropped, and he looked at Ling'er with resentful eyes.
"Haha, I heard wrong, I heard wrong... hurry up and come on!"
Linger laughed heartily.
Soon, both sides on the three competition stages were ready.
"The Kirigakure Gate, volley in the sky!"
"Yin Yang Gate, Zhang Yizhuang!"
Da Zhuang's full name is Zhang Yizhuang. Because he himself finds it unpleasant, everyone calls him Da Zhuang.
"Are they from the Yin Yang Sect again?"
Those practitioners who knew about the Yin-Yang Gate looked solemnly at the stage. In their impression, the Yin-Yang Gate has been very mysterious since ancient times, but now two people suddenly appeared...
"Game start!"
As soon as the referee's words fell, the two sides immediately entered a fighting state, with all their energy and spirit swarming out. Whoever takes the lead will seize the initiative. Of course, this is only compared to people of equal strength.
"The Great Technique of Kirigakure can be transformed a thousand times!"
With a low shout in the air, he actually bit his middle finger, then quickly formed a hand seal with both hands, and then a drop of blood bounced into the hand seal in mid-air.
"The fourth gate of the Eight Gates Dunjia, Dumen opens!"
Da Zhuang also activated the Eight Gate Dunjia, and then rushed forward in a flash!
"Well? Didn't this boy Da Zhuang break through to the fifth gate? Now it seems that his condition has only reached the peak of the fourth gate."
Zhang Han carefully watched every move of Da Zhuang.
"I may be able to win this round, but if I still have the same strength in the next round, I probably won't be able to advance to the next level."
Yunsu nodded and said.
"Winning or losing is not very important. As long as Da Zhuang can understand his own problems, then this game is worth it!"
Zhang Han doesn't take victory or defeat very seriously. He believes that even without those rewards, he can still practice well. All he lacks is time and experience. He never doubts his efforts. If he doesn't succeed, it will definitely be him.
Just bad luck!
After Da Zhuang rushed forward, a hazy smoke screen suddenly appeared around him, and then spread. He tried to punch a few times into the white mist, but found that it was just ordinary smoke.
"Thirteen strikes to the sky!"
He is not a vegetarian even though he is strong. After all, he has experienced many things with Zhang Han and Yunsu, and he is no longer a novice at the beginning.
"Bang bang bang..."
Da Zhuang only punched five times and then stopped, because he felt that each punch was just hitting the air, and it was meaningless to continue like this.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Chapter completed!