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Chapter 907 Linglongs Explosion

 They both won the first battle.

A crushing victory.

Long Fei returned to the team and said excitedly: "That's awesome."

Sakura giggled and said, "I haven't even taken action yet, Sister Qianqian is so powerful."

Song Qianqian said: "The main thing is that I can't bear it anymore."

Long Fei said: "If you expose yourself too early, the next battle will be a little difficult, but according to my tactical arrangements, nothing will happen."

He believes in his tactics.

With many years of gaming experience, his tactics are definitely the best.

Long Fei still has this bit of confidence.

Song Qianqian said: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

"in addition."

Song Qianqian looked at one place and said, "People from the Pan family are here too."

Long Fei curled up his lips, smiled, and said, "I saw it."

I'm afraid no one discovered the Pan family members before him, because... Pan Zhan's body was shining with golden light, and the golden light emanating from the boss was too dazzling.

Long Fei saw it as soon as he entered.

He became excited in his heart, "Pangu Sky-Opening Axe, is this considered an ancient artifact?"

Ever since Pan Zhan took out the Pangu Sky-Opening Axe, Long Fei has been thinking about it in his heart. This is how he treats good things.

This time the battle happened again, Long Fei thought to himself: "We have to find a way to kill him."

Ancestor Yanhuang suddenly interjected: "I just need a little bit of Pangu blood. The purity of the Pangu blood flowing in his body should be higher."

Long Fei muttered and said: "Ancestor, what do you want Pangu's essence and blood for?"

Ever since Ancestor Yanhuang promised to create a 'bloodline' for Long Fei, every time Long Fei killed a boss or monster, he would absorb a little bit of the bloodline he obtained before the dragon-slaying knife.

What exactly does it do?

What kind of bloodline do you want to create?

Ancestor Yanhuang said with a smile: "It won't take long for you to know that I need some super-level bloodline power. I just noticed it. Not to mention, there are many in the four major martial arts schools of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu."

If the disciples of the divine bloodline can absorb a little bit of their bloodline, the process of bloodline research and development will be doubled."

Long Fei was slightly shocked, "What kind of bloodline is it?"

Ancestor Yanhuang smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know when the time comes."

Long Fei didn't ask any more questions.



"The second game will be fought by the Zhanwu Academy..."

The team competition continues.

Except for the top eight last year, which did not require peripheral competition, more than 20 other teams had to compete for eight places, and finally there was a knockout round.

Half an hour later.

The first round of the alchemy competition is over.

According to the rules of the competition, the second round will take place in ten minutes.

But, no.

Instead, we are waiting for the first round of team competition to end.

They are still targeting Long Fei, not allowing Long Fei to have time to participate in alchemy, and at the same time participating in team competitions, and targeting Long Fei ruthlessly.

"Fight with me. You are a waste from the Southern Sky Territory. You want status but no position, and you want status but no identity. How can you fight with me even with Qiu Wandao, the outdated dean?"

"snort!"

Pan Zhan snorted coldly and said: "Long Fei, I can't kill you!"

"The second round of competition begins."

"The first game is between Team Kuanglong and Team Wu Er."

"The first match of the second round of the alchemy competition, Long Fei versus Wu Changkun."

"Please ask the players to come out."

Again at the same time.

Don't give Long Fei any chance at all.

Song Qianqian said: "Long Fei, don't worry about the team competition, we will definitely not let you down."

Long Fei smiled softly and said, "You have never let me down."

Linglong suddenly said: "Brother, Wu Changkun is a senior disciple of Lingdan Martial Arts Academy. His alchemy skills are very strong. You must be careful when dealing with him."

"Um."

Long Fei smiled.

His alchemy skills have now reached the ninth level of immortality.

Even the elders of Lingdan Martial Arts Academy are few of his opponents.

Long Fei was not worried about alchemy.

But Song Qianqian and the others made Long Fei feel a little uneasy.

The second team of Zhan Wu Wu Yuan are all in the realm of virtual immortals. They are all three-year senior disciples. They did not appear the last time Long Fei challenged Zhan Wu Yuan.

"Second Zhanwu Team, average strength is at the fourth level of Virtual Immortal."

"Their strength has improved a lot during this secret training." The dean of the Zhanwu Academy said slightly, "They are more than enough to deal with these female disciples."

Ouyang Zhan asked: "How did you go about what I just ordered?"

Dean Zhan Wu smiled and said: "I have already asked someone to pass it on. Long Fei must have thought that we would target Song Qianqian, but... they definitely would not have thought that we were targeting the weakest among them."

"exquisite!"

Ouyang Zhan laughed sinisterly and said: "It's time for Long Fei to see blood, hahaha... Apart from these five female disciples, there are only a few handyman disciples left, and they are disabled one by one. Look,

How can he compete?"

Also at this time.

The dean of the Lingdan Martial Academy also walked up with a smile on his face and said: "Everything has been arranged. All the spiritual herbs used by Long Fei have been transferred."

"There's no way you can refine specific elixirs from these spiritual herbs."

"Well?"

"Hahaha..." Ouyang Zhan was the first to laugh, "Okay, let Long Fei's entire army be wiped out this round!"

Ouyang Zhan was extremely proud. As he walked towards the alchemy competition, he sneered: "Boy, strength is important, but sometimes means are more important than strength. You are still too young, hahaha..."



On the arena.

The disciples of the Second Zhanwu Team moved slightly and all shot at the same time.

They all attacked Song Qianqian alone.

Targeting Song Qianqian?

Xiaoying, Mandala, Han Xueji, and Linglong also rushed up at the same time, "Sister Qianqian, let's help you."

"You shameless people."

The moment they rushed up, the moves of Zhan Wu Team 2 changed instantly. Suddenly, the five people's swords locked onto Linglong, and all five swords came out at once.

"Linglong, be careful!"

Song Qianqian shouted.

This was premeditated, the five people changed too quickly.

and.

From the beginning, their goal was Linglong, not her!

Linglong's actual combat experience was very low. Faced with the sudden attack, she panicked and lost her sense of proportion.

Five swords attacked in a sneak attack, blocking all her escape routes from the front, rear, left and right.

Pan Zhan sneered, "Yes, Ouyang Zhan still has some brains."

"This little girl must die."

Ouyang Zhan also laughed proudly, "When Linglong dies, you should be angry, right? Then... hahaha... super god rating? Establish a new martial arts academy? Long Fei, you are simply a joke."

"Linglong, be careful."

Linglong watched the five people sneak up on them, and she was extremely flustered, but she kept telling herself in her heart that she could not hold back her senior brother.

We cannot hold back the Mad Dragon Team.

Don't cause trouble to your senior brother.

I should try my best to help my senior brother.

In an instant, a pair of wings with colorful feathers burst out from Linglong's back...

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Chapter two,


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