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Buzz buzz....
The piercing sound of needles erupted continuously in the center of the arena.
The breath is rioting.
Lin Yang's protective energy was constantly being impacted and cracks appeared.
Under such a high-intensity impact, an ordinary person would have been reduced to ashes, but Lin Yang's ability to withstand it proved his strength.
The whole audience is watching.
"Hold on, Mr. Lin!" Airan was so anxious that she couldn't help shouting.
"Mr. Lin, you must persist! You must persist!" Master Qingxuan clenched his fists and did not dare to blink.
Everyone knows that this blow is Dugu Wen's strongest blow, and it is also a blow that uses all his strength.
Such a brutal and surging offensive must have used all of Dugu Wen's strength.
After using this move, Dugu Wen will definitely be exhausted and will no longer have any fighting power.
Therefore, as long as Lin Yang can withstand this blow, he will be considered a winner.
If he can't hold on, Lin Yang will only be shattered into pieces.
People from Yunxiao Villa, Nanli City, Xiangyun Sect, and Qifeng Mountain all secretly encouraged Lin Yang.
Except for these powerful clans, everyone hoped that Lin Yang would be quickly broken through the defense and die immediately.
"Ask the young master! Try harder! Try harder! That person can't hold on any longer. If you try harder, you will win!"
"We must hold on!"
"If you use more force, he will be defeated!"
"Ask the young master, hold on!"
The people in Dugu City all had their hearts hanging in the air, staring directly at the competition area, not daring to move their eyes, as if everyone was involved in the fierce battle situation.
Even the Lord of Dugu City couldn't sit still anymore. He slowly stood up from his chair and couldn't help but take a few steps forward. His eyes never left the arena.
"ah!!"
At this time, Dugu Wen let out a roar, and the energy released by the clones in the arena became even more surging.
Click!
Click!
Click...
There are more and more cracks appearing in Lin Yang's body-protecting energy.
If he continues like this, I'm afraid that within ten seconds, his protective energy will be broken.
If you continue, you will just sit back and wait for death!
How to break this situation?
Lin Yang's eyes were cold, his brain was working rapidly, and he was thinking of countermeasures.
However, at this moment, he suddenly realized something, took out a long and bright needle from his body.
"It's a heavy dragon thorn!"
Someone cried out.
"What? Is this person trying to use Heavy Dragon Thorn to defeat Master Dugu Wen?"
"Such a magic weapon, I'm afraid it's possible!!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
The Chonglong Valley Master stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and shouted: "This kid doesn't understand how to use my Chonglong Thorn at all! He can't defeat it!"
Everyone in the world nodded when they heard this.
In their opinion, even Rao Ying was particularly unskilled in using the Heavy Dragon Thorn, let alone Lin Yang who had never used the Heavy Dragon Thorn before!
"The Heavy Dragon Thorn is indeed a magic weapon! But it is not easy to control it. This person has never used the Heavy Dragon Thorn. To sacrifice this thing at this critical moment is undoubtedly a broken jar!" The face of the Lord of Dugu City said.
He smiled and said calmly: "He has been cornered and has no other options! Ah Wen is going to win!"
Everyone nodded.
Indeed, although Lin Yang had captured the artifact of the Heavy Dragon Thorn, he knew nothing about it. Using the Heavy Dragon Thorn to counterattack at such a critical moment was simply taking a risk and taking a gamble!
Lin Yang is going to lose!
Everyone at the scene was thinking.
Even if it was Dugu Wen, he had the same idea.
He stared at the heavy dragon thorn in Lin Yang's hand, snorted secretly, and increased his energy again.
