The cross sword condensed with the power of the Holy Spirit was shattered into pieces at once, turning into a rain of light all over the sky. Goode's whole body was shaken, and his body was numb. This surprised him, and he couldn't help roaring, more of the Holy Spirit's power
The force burst out and turned into a giant hammer, hitting Zong Yuan for the second time.
Zong Yuan snorted coldly: "Idiot! Do you want to compete with me in strength?" After saying that, he raised his right hand, and the surging divine power surged out, condensed into a heavy hammer, and then struck hard.
Lightning flashed and thundered around the heavy hammer, and the strong wind roared. The sound was as loud as the nine-day thunder blast, and thousands of miles of rivers flowed backwards. It was earth-shattering and shocking. The heavy hammer hit the air, and the air was compressed at high speed, forming a terrifying
Shock wave, the tip of the shock wave is purple lightning, which is infinitely powerful.
The two hammers collided, and a huge explosion sounded again. Many people in the audience covered their ears because the sound was so terrifying. The center of the explosion was filled with light gas, making it difficult for people to see what was happening inside.
What. When the sound stopped and the light dissipated, everyone saw the result. At this time, Zongyuan stood in the center with an expressionless face, while Gude was lying on the ground in a panic. His right arm had been shattered, and his body was extremely sore and numb.
, lost combat effectiveness.
Gude's face was twisted and he stared at Zongyuan fiercely, but the latter didn't even look at him and slowly walked down the platform. This kind of ignorance made Gude resentful, and he couldn't help shouting: "You
Don't be arrogant, I will definitely surpass you in the future!"
"You can't do it today, and you'll be even less capable tomorrow." Zongyuan said lazily.
Guang Shao immediately announced the result of the game: "Zhongtu Dao Sect, Zhang Zongyuan wins, and gets two points; Russian Orthodox Church, Gude loses, and loses two points!"
As soon as the verdict was announced, the audience immediately started talking. Although they were surprised, they were all very optimistic about Zong Yuan.
"This guy's magical powers are very powerful, and his physical body is also strong. I think he has a good chance of getting a spot."
"It's not that easy. Didn't you see that the Catholics are full of confidence? This boy's victory has not affected them at all. They must have a trump card, and it will be very dangerous to fight against them."
"As long as he is not seriously injured or killed, he is still very hopeful. After all, this is a points round, and whether he can get a spot ultimately depends on the number of points."
In the crowd, several white Catholic children glanced at Zong Yuan coldly. One of them, a taller one, said coldly: "This kid is interesting. He will be our competitor. Find a way to get rid of him."
"He's not weak, no worse than us. If you want to get rid of him, you have to use the scroll. I'm really reluctant." A boy with curly hair grinned and said, "Please remember to make it up to me."
"These are all small things. As long as you enter the trial site, what does the scroll mean?" the tall boy said coldly, "When the time comes, if you want ten scrolls, the Pope will also reward them!"
Here, Zong Yuan had just returned to his seat, and Qing Lian's battle had begun over there. Qing Lian's opponent was a white kid who was a Holy Knight in his peak stage. He was tall and tall. He saw the thin Qing Lian, with a look on his face.
He showed an evil smile, held his hands and said, "Little girl, how do you want me to teach you a lesson?"
Qinglian looked at him calmly, and immediately moved her heart and said crisply: "Kneel down!"
Her spiritual power was extremely powerful, and once she used the mind-distribution technique, it was extremely powerful. There was a "boom" in the mind of the white child, and after a slight struggle, he lost his sense of self, and knelt on the ground with a silly smile.
The guests were surprised and thought it was unbelievable. If they could defeat each other with spiritual power alone, the gap would be too big, right? You know, a similar situation would only happen between people with a huge gap in spiritual power. If a person's mind
It is absolutely impossible for Qinglian to achieve this step if her power is only three or five points stronger than another person's. If Qinglian does it, it means that her spiritual power is ridiculously strong and can directly crush the power of the true power level.
Paladin.
"Xuanhuang Little World, Qinglian wins, and gets two points; Anglican Church, Hu Ke loses, and loses two points!" The result was announced quickly.
"Damn it!" In the distance, an angel from the Anglican Church punched the ground hard, his face terrifyingly gloomy. Among the seventeen participating children, there was only one from the Anglican Church. He actually lost the first game. What could they do?
Not angry? But no matter what, now that the result has come out, they can't change it. They can only continue to wait and hope that Hook will perform well next.
Zhang Jun has been calmly observing the battle between Zong Yuan and Qing Lian. He was very relieved in the previous games because he knew Zong Yuan's strength very well and these people were no match for him. Until a kid from the Roman Catholic side came on stage and he
His expression turned serious.
"Why, what's different about this kid?" Hei Balang sensed Zhang Jun's abnormality and asked hurriedly.
"He has a scroll on him." Zhang Jun frowned.
"You cannot use magic weapons, scrolls and the like during the competition. This is the rule."
He shook his head: "The scroll is carved on the child's body using a secret method. Strictly speaking, it is not cheating."
"Shameless!" Heihachiro was immediately annoyed, "Isn't this considered cheating?"
"He also has magical powers." Zhang Jun frowned slightly, "It's a little difficult for Zong Yuan to win, but as long as he defeats this one, he will have no problems from now on."
"Don't worry, Zongyuan's powerful magical power should be able to restrain the power on the scroll." Heibalang said, "I have studied Western scrolls. They are similar to the magical powers of Middle-earth, but the activation method is different."
The Roman Catholic white kid was the first to take the stage. He hooked his hand at Zongyuan and said contemptuously: "Boy, come up."
When he said this, if Zong Yuan went up, it would be like accepting his order; and if he didn't go up, it would be like admitting defeat. Zong Yuan saw the other party's intention, he grinned and said loudly: "Your mother is a nun
."
The white child was stunned, my mother is a nun? What does this mean? But he soon understood that Catholic nuns are abstinent for life and cannot get married. How can they give birth to him if they can't get married? Then there is only one possibility, his mother
She was a nun who had stolen a man. When he understood this, he couldn't help but became furious and shouted: "I'm going to kill you!"
After successfully irritating the other party, Zong Yuan hooked his hands and said: "Come down!"
The white kid didn't care about anything else. He just wanted to teach Zong Yuan a lesson, so he jumped off the stage and used a deadly move. A strong white light burst out from his body, which was the power of the Holy Spirit.
The holy power condensed into a cross, and he branded it downward fiercely. At the same time, he shouted: "Judgment!"
Zong Yuan's face sank, and he let out a low roar. The brilliance all over his body surged, and he still punched out. The divine power surged and hit the cross, causing a burst of fire. The cross exploded, and the sky was filled with brilliance. Immediately, the white child
There was a wicked smile on his face, and his whole body shone brightly again, shouting: "Die to me! Stack the attacks!"
Within one hundredth of a second, he punched Zhang Jun twice. Strangely, the power of the two punches was not released, but solidified in the air, and then merged into one, turning into one blow. One
The shadow of a fist flashed with light and struck Zong Yuan heavily.
Zongyuan could clearly see that when the opponent punched, the tattoo on his right arm twisted as if alive, releasing a power similar to supernatural powers.
"It's actually a superimposed attack, interesting!" He was not surprised but delighted, his eyes lit up, and he immediately activated his powerful magical power.
Powerful magical powers can imitate all magical powers. The scroll power displayed by the white child is a kind of quasi-magical power. Zongyuan understood it instantly and then released it at the same time. He shouted loudly and said: "You also take a punch from me, the attack will be superimposed!"
He punched out two punches equally quickly, and the shadows of his fists were immortal, superimposed into a golden fist mark in the void, and then he struck forward fiercely. The two fist marks collided with each other in no particular order, and there was a huge collision,
There was a huge roar like a rushing river, and then it was annihilated in a huge explosion of immeasurable brilliance. A powerful shock wave spread out, forcing many people nearby to use their skills to resist.
The plan to kill him with one strike failed. The white boy had a look of disbelief on his face. The other party actually had a similar power of the scroll! How is this possible? He naturally didn't expect that Zongyuan's powerful magical power could imitate everything, especially other people.
Supernatural powers.
Zong Yuan stared at the other party with a smile and said: "The nun can't save you, you will definitely lose today."
The white child was once again angered. He let out a cry of "Ouch" and attacked Zong Yuan for the second time. The two were at the same level, but Zong Yuan was undoubtedly better, and he defeated the opponent in less than three minutes. In the end,
The white child was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he walked off the platform with a look of resentment on his face.
"asshole!"
In the audience, the white children who had previously discussed getting rid of Zong Yuan turned green. They did not expect that their foolproof plan had failed. They could not accept this result.
"What a waste! It seems I am the only one who can take action!" The tall white kid said viciously, "Let him taste the power of the 'Wrath of the Earth'!"
When Zongyuan was winning consecutive battles, Qinglian did not disappoint. She could easily defeat her opponent every time she activated her heart-disc technique. Even if she encountered an opponent with half-step magical power, her mind-disc technique would not disappoint.
It is still effective, but it is not so smooth to perform, and it takes about a minute. In this minute or so, the opponent will naturally launch an attack, but Qinglian is not weak, and lack of combat experience does not mean that he cannot fight.
In this way, Zongyuan won consecutive battles, and finally faced off against the only remaining divine warrior of the Holy Religion. This divine warrior, like Zongyuan, had won all the way without losing. Both of them knew that even if the other party lost,
This one can definitely enter the top ten and get a quota. But this does not stop the fierce battle between the two sides. Whether it is Zong Yuan or the god warrior child, both want to defeat the other side. This situation is like a meeting of natural enemies.
"Kneel down and beg for mercy, you won't win!" the child of the divine warrior said coldly.
Zongyuan grinned and said, "I bet you that you will lose this round."
"What are you betting on?" The child of the divine warrior suddenly asked as his heart moved.
"Betting on personal freedom." Zong Yuan said with a smile, "If I lose, not only will I give up this genius conference, but I will also become your servant. In the same way, if you lose, you will also give up the genius conference and become my servant."
servant."
The divine warrior was startled and subconsciously glanced at Yang Tianxuan in the audience. Obviously, as a small soldier, he could not decide such a major matter. But Yang Tianxuan's face looked ugly. He died.
Staring at Zong Yuan, he didn't know what he was thinking.