He had tried his best to overestimate Long Xiaoshan before the war started, so he organized so many strong fighting sects, and even used disgraceful wheel battles to consume Long Xiaoshan.
But he didn't expect it.
Long Xiaoshan was more difficult to deal with than he thought.
He watched all nine games.
Almost no one can pose much of a threat to Long Xiaoshan, and the battle usually ends within ten breaths.
He didn't know how much the other party consumed.
But it seems that Long Xiaoshan is in good condition, and the wheel battle does not play its intended role at all.
Now, there is only the tenth game left.
At the end of this game, if he still can't defeat Long Xiaoshan, I'm afraid he himself won't have the shame to continue.
The high sun rises into the sky.
Standing on the fighting platform.
In this tenth game, he was the only one who came in person, and he didn't feel confident about anyone else.
Of course, this does not mean that he is sure.
However, if he was no longer sure, he could not be timid.
This is the bottom line of the Da Luo Hun Sect. It can be defeated, but it cannot escape without a fight.
Gao Yang stared at Long Xiaoshan opposite, his soul power distorting the void, giving people a feeling of illusion and reality coexisting. When he spoke, his voice seemed to penetrate his soul and directly sounded in Long Xiaoshan's heart.
"You are very strong, beyond my expectations, but the more you act lightly, the more you are strong on the outside and hard on the inside. I have seen through you in the previous games, and you must be the loser today."
"Winning or losing is not determined by words. If you want to use soul skills to shake my will, I advise you not to waste your energy." Long Xiaoshan said calmly.
Gao Yang's eyes narrowed.
The power of his soul is pervasive.
In fact, there was already a confrontation between spiritual thoughts just now, confusing the opponent's will.
But the other party didn't seem to be disturbed.
His expression was indifferent, and in an instant, his eyebrows shone, and thousands of Gao Yang's figures appeared in the void, striking at Long Xiaoshan with a palm.
"Thousand Illusion Palms!"
Terrible winds raged.
Layers of palm prints rushed in from all directions like a torrent.
The truth is also false when it is false.
The layers of figures could not be discerned between true and false. It seemed as if everyone was true and everyone was false. Gao Yang's soul skills had obviously reached a very advanced level.
However, Long Xiaoshan's expression did not change.
I have fought so many battles with Da Luo Hun Sect disciples these days.
Long Xiaoshan is not without its gains.
I already have a lot of understanding of soul magic.
"meteor!"
Long Xiaoshan replaced his spear with his palm, and thousands of meteors burst out and collided with the palm print.
Boom!
The sound of energy exploding was continuous, and a large number of palm prints shattered, shattering the void.
Even the figures of Gao Ying continued to be broken.
However, after being shattered, Gao Ying's figures will continue to reunite, and they will be killed in an endless stream.
"There is no point in fighting a war of attrition against me."
Long Xiaoshan spoke calmly.
"Void - seal the town!"
He quickly formed seals with his hands and pointed into a formation. In an instant, the entire space of the arena seemed to turn into a transparent cube, and everything inside stopped functioning.
The same goes for Gao Ying.
All his phantoms are sealed and unable to move.
No matter how real the phantom body is, a person's overall strength will not change. Gao Ying uses soul skills to make each phantom body have its own power, but in fact it is still not real. With his power scattered, how can he resist the seal.
The clone was unable to move, and Gao Ying could only draw the power of the clone back into the main body.
The phantom body disappeared, leaving only his true form.
He violently tore open the seal.
However, Long Xiaoshan's attack has already arrived.
"Destruction!"
Not wanting to waste time, Long Xiaoshan unleashed a decisive shot. Although he did not use the Dragon Gang, with the power of the Golden Gang, this shot was equally terrifying and had the aura of destroying everything.
Instantly stabbed in front of Gao Ying.
Gao Ying's expression changed wildly. This shot made him feel death and his vitality was wiped out. In an instant, he burst out with all his strength.
escape!
Gao Ying's body was torn apart in the air.
Turned into blurry shadows and scattered in all directions.
moment.
The arena was penetrated by golden spear light. The terrifying spear light pierced the light curtain beside the fighting stage and could not be vented. The fine spear light impacted in all directions, instantly piercing the entire arena with holes.
It took more than ten breaths.
The impact gradually subsided.
Everyone looked towards the arena and took a breath of air.
The extremely hard arena is already covered with gun marks. You must know that ordinary golden elixir attacks on this arena can be unscathed, but Long Xiaoshan's shot just now seemed to have plowed the arena all over, which shows how powerful its attack power is.
And at this moment.
Only Long Xiaoshan was left in the ring.
Gao Ying stood under the ring.
His face was blue and white, there were many marks of rupture on his clothes, and there were several obvious blood stains on his face. He looked extremely embarrassed.
He had tried his best to avoid Long Xiaoshan's gun just now.
But Long Xiaoshan's shot was too powerful, and the broken gun light fired indiscriminately, posing a great threat to him. In the end, he had to escape from the ring to avoid serious injury.
According to the rules of fighting
Being forced out of the arena.
There is no doubt that he lost.
Moreover, even if he was not declared defeated, Gao Ying was still restrained by Long Xiaoshan's shot.
Even if he got into the ring again, he wouldn't have any confidence to take the second shot.
"Long Xiaoshan!"
"Long Xiaoshan!"
At this time, most of the audience stood up and roared towards Long Xiaoshan.
Ten consecutive wins.
Another ten-game winning streak.
Moreover, this was under the premise of facing the organized wheel battle of Daluo Hun Sect head-on, Long Xiaoshan defeated them with dignity.
His performance completely conquered the audience present.
Although the Great Luo Hun Sect has absolute prestige in the Far West, Long Xiaoshan's challenge to authority is still a bright spot for the aggressive monks in the Far West.
What's more, Daluo Hun Sect itself also advocates this kind of competition.
Otherwise, how could they create a Douluo Arena so that their disciples could continue to experience battles.
A disciple of Da Luo Hun Sect.
All of them had livid faces, not to mention hatred towards Long Xiaoshan, but more of a sense of shame and anger that they were inferior to others.
High up on the edge of the stands.
Two young men in black and silver robes stood there with their hands folded.
A young man with fair skin and rare purple hair curled his lips and smiled: "This guy is quite interesting. If you hadn't pulled me here on a whim, I didn't know that Douzong District could have this kind of fun."
"I accidentally heard a junior brother talk about it, so I wanted to take a look, but I didn't expect that Gao Yang and others actually lost." The bald young man on the side said.
"This group of trash." The purple-haired young man sneered: "Ten people fought in a round-robin battle, and they all lost. It brought great embarrassment to the Great Luo Hun Sect."
"Although Gao Yang and others are not strong enough, don't underestimate that young man. His last shot is very powerful, enough to pose a threat to the middle stage of Jindan."
"So what, when he encounters me, he has no chance to shoot." The purple-haired young man sneered.
The bald young man smiled and said: "Are you interested in taking action? At present, it seems that it is impossible for Gao Yang and the others to end his winning streak, even if they fight against the sect tomorrow."
The purple-haired young man's eyes fell on Long Xiaoshan, licked his lips, and showed a trace of amusement: "Okay, I will meet him tomorrow."
