Chapter three hundred and ninth magic wolf tactics
The talent exchange competition has finally determined the last 50 places to enter the Xuanming Realm.
Next, what will be carried out is the final stage of the competition, the battle for the top three. Although, if you get the top three, you will get a valuable bonus.
However, once you participate in the battle, there will inevitably be casualties. Moreover, the top three in the end must be those few young geniuses who are recognized by everyone as being strong. The rest of the players are aware of themselves.
Therefore, out of the 50 players who decided to participate in the top three challenge, in the end, only 7 decided to participate.
The remaining 43 contestants all chose to give up. These 43 contestants were extremely happy to have the opportunity to enter the Xuanming Realm. They had achieved the purpose of this competition. As for the top three, they all gave up very wisely.
"Huh? Brother Fei, you actually plan to participate in the battle for the top three?"
Fatty Zhu suddenly discovered that Lin Fei was among those seven people, and he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise.
"Well, but Brother Fei, he does have the capital."
Then Fatty Zhu nodded secretly. Although he often looked wretched on the outside, in his heart he was as clear as a mirror and could see things very clearly.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that Lin Fei might be able to surprise everyone in the battle for the top three?"
Wu Feifei also said thoughtfully, her beautiful eyes looking over and over at Lin Fei.
In the little prince's house, in addition to Lin Fei, Fatty Zhu and Wu Feifei, Song Yijian also entered the top 50 and got a quota to enter the Xuan Ning Realm. In this way, the little prince's house got a total of 4 people to enter the Xuan Ning Realm.
Quota.
Such results are considered average among the ten princes' mansions. Some princes' mansions have as many as seven or eight people in the top 50, and some princes' mansions have only two or three people in the top 50.
When Song Yijian saw that Lin Fei actually chose to participate in the competition for the top three, his expression flickered. He struggled for a long time in his heart, and finally gave up the idea of participating himself.
Looking at Lin Fei, he snorted heavily and walked aside.
The seven contestants who were interested in participating in the battle for the top three positions all stood to the left of the elderly eunuch.
Among these seven people, in addition to Lin Fei, there were Lu Wuhuan from the Xiaoyao Sect, Han Ming from Yanyang Valley, Shangguan Hu from the Blood Tyrant Gang, Jiang Zhong from the Changle Gang, Zhan Youming from the Blood Wolf Group, and a man who was about ten years old.
A six-year-old boy, his complexion is like white jade and his appearance is as beautiful as that of a young girl.
These 7 people have performed very well in the previous competitions and have passed the test one after another, showing their strong strength.
Among them, Lin Fei and the young man who is as handsome as a girl can be regarded as dark horses, while the other five are all well-known leaders among the young generation of the Ziwei Empire.
"Alright, the last stage of the talent exchange competition and the battle for the top three starts now.
The method of competition is still the elimination system in the arena, where pairs are randomly drawn and killed, and the ranking is finally determined.
The game starts now!"
The elderly eunuch announced loudly.
The next moment.
咻咻咻…………
Several streams of light flashed past.
Alas?
Did I get a bye?
Lin Fei stood on the spot and found that he had not been teleported to the ring, but the other six people had disappeared and appeared on three different rings in the field.
There were a total of seven people participating, and they were all paired up. In the first round, Lin Fei got a bye.
Lin Fei is relatively satisfied with this result. He can use this time to observe the strength of the other six players and have a good idea.
The remaining six contestants were Lu Wuhuan from the Xiaoyao Cult versus Zhan Youming from the Blood Wolf Group, Han Ming from Yanyang Valley versus Shangguan Hu from the Blood Tyrant Gang, and Jiang Zhong from the Changdong Gang versus the young man who was as beautiful as a girl.
On the arena.
Lu Wuhuan looked calm and composed, with his hands behind his back and nine fists appearing on his head. The devil on each fist was surrounded by a rich blood-colored demonic cloud, making people tremble with fear and overwhelming momentum.
"You are no match for me, just give up."
Lu Wuhuan's tone seemed matter-of-fact, as if he was describing an obvious fact.
"Lu Wuhuan, I know you are very strong, but I will not give in easily."
Zhan Youming could not have imagined that he would meet Lu Wuhuan in his first battle, but he did not intend to give up. Although Lu Wuhuan was famous throughout the Ziwei Empire, so was Zhan Youming.
Moreover, he also took this opportunity to try to see if this Lu Wuhuan was really as powerful as the legend said despite his great reputation.
"madness."
Lu Wuhuan's words are simple and concise, and he cherishes words like gold.
Suddenly, nine fists on the head were moved by Qi, and nine demons roared ferociously. Waves of thick demonic clouds rolled around. The entire arena was filled with wind and clouds, the sky and the earth were dimmed, and the sun and the moon were dim.
The blood-red magic cloud, like a tornado, covered most of the sky.
"Devil Wolf Technique!"
Zhan Youming also displayed his strongest martial arts all at once.
The next moment, an illusory ancient portal suddenly appeared above the arena. This portal was old-fashioned and exuded a sense of historical vicissitudes.
A breath that seems to come from ancient times is transmitted from it. In this breath, there is a flavor of time like water and years like songs. It is very desolate, endless vicissitudes, and thousands of years are all in it.
"Ouch!"
A high-pitched wolf howl sounded in the door, and the sound was mixed with endless coercion.
Then, an overwhelming storm swept out from the portal, a flash of black light, and a huge demon wolf that was three feet high and about four feet long sprang out from the portal.
The dark magic light of the soul, the huge body, as if cast from cold iron, the copper reinforcements, steel bones and iron claws, give people a feeling of indestructibility and invincibility.
"Summoning martial arts, the Blood Wolf Group indeed has such summoning martial arts."
Many warriors in the field looked at the summoned demon wolf, and the atmosphere suddenly became noisy.
Even the emperor and the heads of the five major sects were attracted by the demonic wolf.
"I've always heard that there is a magical martial art in the Blood Wolf Group, the Demonic Wolf Art. If you practice it to a great level, you can even summon an army of ancient demonic wolves from the void, which is invincible. Unexpectedly, it turns out to be true.
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My dear friends, in your opinion, is it possible for Zhan Youming to create a miracle and defeat Lu Wuhuan?"
the emperor asked.
"Your Majesty, although Zhan Youming's Demon Wolf Technique is magical, according to my observation, he is only in this summoning martial art. He has just started, and he can barely summon a demon wolf, while Wu Huan's Blood Split Nine
The Demonic Fist has been practiced to a great level and possesses the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods. In this battle, no matter how hard it is, we will win!"
The one who spoke was none other than the leader of Xiaoyao Sect.
The remaining people, including the emperor, all nodded secretly. On the stage, Zhan Youming's face was pale. It was obvious that he had tried his best and spent a lot of energy to summon this demon wolf.
Sure enough, a moment later, Lu Wuhuan smashed the nine fists above his head and blasted the demon wolf into pieces. Zhan Youming also vomited blood and quickly crushed the number plate in his hand before being teleported out of the ring.
In the ring between Han Ming and Shangguan Hu from the Blood Tyrant Gang in Yanyang Valley, after a fierce battle, Han Ming was more powerful than Shangguan Hu and finally knocked Shangguan Hu out of the ring and won the victory.
In the ring between Changle and Jiang Zhong, who was as beautiful as a young girl, the competition process seemed to be the calmest, most simple and boring.
The young man just looked at Jiang Zhong quietly, waiting for Jiang Zhong to make a move. However, Jiang Zhong had already carefully watched this young man's game in previous games.