The atmosphere in the square became more and more lively.
Each arena will soon usher in the finals within the group.
Among the four arenas, the one in Group A has the largest number of spectators, just because there is a dark horse like Lin Ze in the group.
Lin Ze, who was originally thought to be just a formality, actually made great progress and advanced all the way to the finals of the group, facing Wang Xian, a third-level spiritualist student with a great reputation in the academy.
After the first five games, everyone has already seen that Lin Ze has reached the third level of strength, which happens to be at the same level as Wang Xian.
Wang Xian has been practicing for a long time and has mastered a lot of spiritual arts. Therefore, when fighting, his methods are flexible and changeable, and his strength is not bad. Lin Ze has the powerful weapon of compound spiritual arts. When the two of them face off, it will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers.
, extremely exciting.
Thinking of this, the students watching the battle showed expressions of excitement and anticipation.
"The battle in Group A is more exciting. There is almost no suspense in the other three groups. In the end, Cheng Yue and the others will definitely win."
"After all, His Highness Lin Ze is a dark horse. Who would have thought that he would have such strength in less than four months?"
"Yes, the speed of this cultivation is really shocking!"
"I wonder who can win this game?"
"It's hard to say."
There was a lot of noise outside the ring, but on the ring Lin Ze and Wang Xian both looked calm and looked up at each other.
Wang Xian also secretly sighed. He didn't expect that Lin Ze, who had always been considered unlearned and unskilled, actually had such a terrifying talent and could reach this level in just four months.
If the two of them entered school at the same time, he felt that he would definitely not be Lin Ze's opponent.
Fortunately, Lin Ze's training time is too short after all, and the number of spiritual arts he can master is always an unavoidable problem. He can defeat low-level opponents with his strength, but against opponents of the same level or even high-level opponents, this problem will disappear.
becomes a fatal weakness.
Not long after, the referee signaled the two to get ready, and then loudly announced the start of the game.
Almost as soon as the sound fell, a halo of light flashed on the two people's bodies, and at the same time they condensed into a pair of powerful and thick armors.
Wang Xian was okay, but when Lin Ze gathered his troops and sent out armor, the audience below was shocked and in an uproar.
Another advanced spiritual technique!
Seeing this scene in his eyes, Wang Xian's eyes flashed with surprise, but the movement of performing spiritual arts was not slow. The halo condensed when he raised his hand, and four giant wolves instantly appeared in front of him, roaring and rushing towards Lin Ze.
.
At this time, Lin Ze had already condensed five red thorns, and with the flaming thorns wildly hunting and waving, he strangled the four approaching giant wolves into particles of light that filled the sky, and then split the sky, whipping out like thunderbolts.
To Wang Xian.
The red thorn's momentum was astonishing, and the air was pushed away in layers wherever it passed, and the billowing heat waves distorted the surrounding air.
Faced with this fierce blow, Wang Xian was not afraid. He raised his hand and released a large gray shadow, which shot out like a spiritual snake and attacked Lin Ze not far away.
Taking a closer look, the gray shadow is actually countless slender but tough gray ropes.
Gray ropes are low-level spiritual arts and are usually used to imprison enemies. However, even for low-level spiritual arts, it is very rare for Wang Xian to release more than ten gray ropes at one time, which shows that he has a thorough grasp of this spiritual art.
The gray rope arrived in the blink of an eye and instantly wrapped around Lin Ze's body, tying him up tightly like a rice dumpling.
Below the ring, Chen Muchen couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.
The defensive power of the armor is very strong, but it has little effect against binding spiritual techniques such as gray ropes. It is imprisoned by so many gray ropes, and the only way to break through it is with the help of the flames of red thorns.
However, Lin Ze did not withdraw the red thorn as everyone expected, but continued to control it to hit Wang Xian, whipping him away, and then swarmed up again and tied up Wang Xian.
Suddenly there were two more rice dumplings on the ring.
The people watching the battle were astonished. The next second they saw the red thorns binding Wang Xian suddenly explode. The violent air waves were like shock waves, centering on him and spreading out in all directions. The turbulent dust was mixed with dots of light.
grain.
"It's a spiritual ring!" The sharp-eyed student immediately recognized the spiritual technique Wang Xian used to destroy the red thorn, shook his head and sighed, "His Royal Highness Lin Ze is in danger now."
Everyone showed their approval.
However, at this moment, there were sounds of snaps of ropes breaking on the ring. Everyone looked in shock and found that most of the gray rope on Lin Ze's body had been broken, and the rest was slowly opened with his arms.
And broken one by one.
This scene left everyone stunned and confused.
Lin Ze clearly didn't use any spiritual skills just now, so how did he break the gray rope?
Of all the people present, Wang Xian was undoubtedly the most shocked. He was the closest to Lin Ze and clearly saw the whole process. Lin Ze did not use spiritual magic at all, but relied on brute force to break the gray rope.
Using brute force to break the shackles of the gray rope, Wang Xian would never believe this if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
"How could anyone do such a thing?"
The shock in his heart was so unspeakable that Wang Xian froze on the spot, watching helplessly as Lin Ze broke the gray rope. Then he came back to his senses and quickly used the Ming Wheel to shoot at the opponent.
When Lin Ze saw this, he reached out and grabbed it. He actually grabbed the whine wheel that was coming towards him. He squeezed it hard, and immediately heard a click and the whine wheel shattered instantly.
Although he didn't intend to hurt Lin Ze with the sound of the wheel, seeing him easily defeat his attack in such a brutal way, Wang Xian couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, a green light flashed in his palms, and he raised his hand to point at Lin Ze.
Following his movements, a translucent barrier suddenly emerged, directly covering Lin Ze inside.
Enchantment can not only be used for defense, but can also be used to trap enemies.
After casting the enchantment spirit, Wang Xian did not stop, but immediately released two more layers of enchantment, a total of three layers of enchantment were superimposed, trapping Lin Ze firmly inside.
After doing all this, Wang Xiancai concentrated on preparing the next spiritual technique. Ripples rippled in the void behind him, and more than twenty weapons with sharp meanings slowly emerged.
Looking at this scene, the audience could not help but hold their breath slightly. Wang Xian was preparing for the final blow.
The evil aura of the sharp swords filled the entire arena in an instant. Even Lin Ze, who was within the third level barrier, could clearly feel it. His expression remained as calm as before, and as his thoughts moved slightly, a dazzling circle suddenly flashed around him.
Gold red fire line.
As soon as the golden red fire line appeared, it expanded at an astonishing speed and turned into a raging curtain of fire, rushing violently in all directions with Lin Ze as the center.
The blazing flames and fierce energy raged, tearing apart the first and second layers of barriers in an instant. The last layer of barriers only withstood it for a moment, and then followed closely and was hit like a tsunami.
The fierce flames that came were shattered.
The scattered force quickly spread to Wang Xian. His expression changed, and he immediately gave up the Ten Thousand Blades Spiritual Technique he was preparing and quickly retreated.
Even so, he was still scratched by the aftermath, and a dense number of tiny cracks immediately appeared on the armor.
"Composite Spiritual Technique!"
After standing firm, Wang Xian suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Ze, and low words burst out from his mouth.
Suddenly there was a slight sound of inhaling one after another.
The eyes of everyone looking at Lin Ze were already a little numb. This man's compound spiritual skills were coming one after another, in an endless stream.
Lin Ze said nothing and didn't pay attention to their looks.
The skill just now is actually a fusion of spiritual rings and soul energy. The principle is to add soul energy to highly condensed spiritual energy. When it explodes, it is transformed into high-temperature flames. It can knock away nearby enemies and cause them damage at the same time.
Fire damage is a powerful and practical skill.
The skill after the enhanced soul energy is no longer suitable to be called a spirit ring. Lin Ze feels that it is more appropriate to call it 'fire resistance'.
After controlling the spiritual power to repair the armor, Wang Xian's face darkened, and he raised his hand to use Ten Thousand Blades again.
He had no patience to fight anymore and was ready to end the game with his best Ten Thousand Blades Spiritual Technique.
Lin Ze saw it in his eyes and immediately understood Wang Xian's plan. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and raised his palms. As the aura of spiritual energy fluctuated, twelve weapons quickly emerged from the void behind him.
Lin Ze had already used the same move in previous games. Everyone thought he was going to use the compound spiritual technique of Ten Thousand Blades and Simulation Elements again. However, upon closer inspection, they found something different.
When Lin Ze used this compound spiritual technique before, the condensed weapon was burning with flames. However, the condensed weapon now was covered with a layer of rich and dazzling golden-red light, and the surface slowly glowed like magma.
It flows, and you can tell at a glance that it condenses the flame to the extreme.
This was Lin Ze's sudden idea to apply the golden and red Dao Gang to Wanren and further strengthen the Dao Gang version of Wanren.
As soon as the weapon covered by the golden and red sword was released, the temperature on the arena rose sharply. Sweat suddenly appeared on Wang Xian's forehead. His scalp was numb as he stared at the golden and red sword, with a strong sense of threat in his heart.
and a sense of fear.
However, he was unwilling to give up at this time, so he gritted his teeth and continued to perform spiritual arts. After a few seconds, he waved his hand, and more than twenty sharp weapons with cold light flickered out like arrows from the string, tearing the air.
Stung Lin Ze like lightning.
At the same time, the twelve golden-red weapons behind Lin Ze were shot out at extremely high speeds, colliding with Wang Xian's weapons in mid-air, and creating a large number of dazzling sparks.
In the crisp sound of gold and iron fighting, the weapons that collided with the golden and red weapons could not even stop them. In an instant, twelve of them shattered and dissipated. The remaining weapons went straight towards Lin Ze, but he was stopped by him with the help of his armor.
Carry it down.
Wang Xian was not so lucky. He saw twelve golden and red swords coming with astonishing momentum. Before they came, a heat wave filled with the evil aura of the swords rushed towards him, causing him to feel an unprecedented sense of panic. His face turned pale for a moment.
Became extremely pale.
Fortunately, at this time, the referee not far away had already reacted and immediately used his spiritual skills. There was a loud roar and a thick layer of azure ice formed in front of Wang Xian, just in time to block the incoming golden and red weapons.
As soon as the golden-red weapon came into contact with the ice, a dense hissing sound erupted, and a large amount of water vapor quickly spread, filling the entire arena.
When the mist dissipated, everyone looked closely and found that the ice had become riddled with holes, leaving only a thin layer that was crumbling, while Wang Xian stood blankly behind the ice, with lingering fear on his face.