"Most people would be blinded and anxious when faced with this kind of raging offensive, but Xuanyuan, he is very experienced."
Li Ziqi was happy: "You probably don't know that that boy often goes to the Wind King's throne to challenge the Wind King. The storm of the Lord of Elements is much more powerful than Zhan Fan's sharp knife whirlwind."
Zhan Fan couldn't attack for a long time and was a little impatient.
Although this kind of offensive was violent, it also consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy. Zhan Fan would never be able to fight for a long time, so he gritted his teeth and decided to risk his life and perform a stunt.
Thousand-layered wolf!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Zhan Fan slashed out with his sword, and the surging spiritual energy formed into a wild wolf, howling fiercely, and pounced on Xuanyuan Po.
In the blink of an eye, there was an overwhelming wolf pack biting him.
Xuanyuan Po took a deep breath and raised his silver spear angrily.
Rainstorm pear blossoms!
Puff puff!
Those wolf heads were all pierced.
As soon as the wild wolf dies, there will be an explosion, transformed air waves, and sharp wind blades, launching a second attack.
Wow!
This exquisite stunt made famous teachers exclaim.
Just when everyone thought Xuanyuan Po was going to be reduced to pieces by Ling Chi, all the sparks floating around him exploded.
A spark ignites a prairie fire.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
They tore the wind blades into pieces, and some fell on Xuanyuan Po, but were absorbed by his skin.
However, the explosion produced huge flames and smoke, which obscured most people's vision. Not many people saw this scene.
Sun Mo noticed it and frowned.
In the sea of fire, Xuanyuan Po rushed out like cutting through thorns and waves, thrust out a spear, but was knocked away by Zhan Fan with his long knife, but then, his shoulder was pierced by Xuanyuan Po's right arm.
ha!
Xuanyuan Po exhaled and raised his voice, lifted Zhan Fan up, and then threw him out of the ring with all his strength.
Zhan Fan refused to give up and threw out his long knife, stabbing it into the ring.
There was a spiritual chain at the end of the long knife, wrapped around Zhan Fan's arm, but as soon as he leaned on the chain and approached the ring, Xuanyuan Po's silver spear shot through the other shoulder like a rainbow piercing the sun.
Snap! Snap!
Xuanyuan Po took long strides, rushed towards Zhan Fan, and punched out hard.
"We admit defeat!"
Zhan Fan’s personal teacher loudly abstained from voting.
The disciple's shoulders were crippled, and even if he returned to the ring, he would not be able to win.
Xuanyuan Po stopped attacking, retrieved Yinjiang, and got off the ring.
Bang bang bang!
The audience burst into thunderous applause and cheers. This battle was really good to watch.
Ordinary people don't understand techniques and tactics, they just watch the fun.
For example, in various football matches, fans like to watch the two sides playing against each other. Teams that retreat and defend will basically be criticized.
"Master Sun, congratulations!"
"Ling Gaotu is really awesome, and he is well-deserved for the title of Gun King."
"The champion is none other than him!"
Using Dao He's name, various powerful people gathered around Sun Mo, trying to get close to him.
Some seniors couldn't bear to hear these people praising Sun Mo, but if you think about it carefully, they are not exaggerating.
Among the top four now, two are Sun Mo's disciples. With good luck, they can win the championship and second place.
Sun Mo thanked the guests behind closed doors and used his rest time to do his best to take care of Jiang Leng and Xuanyuan Po's health.
"You guys have to work harder!"
Li Ziqi also cared a lot about him and wished he could support them both.
"Isn't this too exaggerated?"
Jiang Leng was not used to it.
"We must win and get the first and second place. Our teacher is well-deserved to be the number one teacher in Kyushu in terms of teaching and educating people."
Lu Zhiruo was also very excited.
It is useless for a famous teacher to boast that he is great; he must have a direct disciple with proven results.
Two days later, the semi-finals began.
In the first game, Jiang Leng played against Zeng Sheng.
Because when fighting against Ying Baiwu, Zeng Sheng lost five psychic beasts, and as we all know, more than 70% of a psychic's combat effectiveness depends on how powerful his battle pet is.
Therefore, Jiang Leng won this battle quite easily.
However, the game was not violent enough and the excitement was greatly reduced, which disappointed the audience.
"Oye, the tactic was successful!"
Lu Zhiruo and Xian Yuwei cheered and high-fived in celebration.
The champion is assured!
Li Ziqi smiled happily.
Jiang Leng retained his strength, but in the other match, even if Yuan Yuan defeated Xuanyuan Po, it would be a miserable victory, and he would definitely lose to Junior Brother Jiang who was waiting for work.
In the spectator seats, the famous teachers looked envious, helpless, and desperate.
"It's good to have more apprentices, as they can fight a war of attrition!"
"If the final is a civil war between Sun Mo's disciples, then we will all lose face."
"Be confident and leave out the 'if'."
Many seniors wanted to leave, but in the end they didn't because they really wanted to watch Xuanyuan play against Yuan Yuan.
The two young men, only two years apart in age, rushed toward each other with guns after a polite salute.
The dragon goes out to sea and creates waves for thousands of miles!
boom!
The spiritual energy in the arena became sticky due to Yuan Yuan's unique skills, making it difficult for people to move. Then a golden dragon suddenly appeared and slammed into Xuanyuan Po.
The momentum of fighting ghosts continues unabated.
Nine-turn flame tornado!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Nine giant dragons, baring their fangs and claws, surged out from scratch with the rotation of the silver spear, surrounding Yuan Yuan.
Wow!
No one expected that the two people came up and performed stunts, causing a lot of noise for a while.
Those spectators who were close to the ring were even more hurt by the turbulent airflow, and their hair was flying wildly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Stunt skills collide and spiritual energy explodes.
The two men, neither of whom had taken advantage, got closer and stabbed each other with their spears. Every time they collided, sparks would fly out.
When the number of sparks exceeds a hundred and the stars are scattered on the ring, Xuanyuan Po's special skill will appear again.
Explosion!
Those sparks immediately burned violently, but before they were completely ignited and exploded, they were blown away by a wave of airflow like a sea wave.
"careful!"
The famous teachers were so anxious that they hurriedly extinguished them.
Otherwise, these sparks will float into the crowd and kill a large area.
The five-star master who served as the referee quickly retreated and stood at the edge of the ring. There was no way, a battle of this level could already hurt him.
As for something going wrong in the game, you couldn't stop it in time?
Please!
This is no longer something a famous master of his strength can control. Life and death are left to God!
The two people kept performing stunts and fighting each other.
defense?
That's what girls do!
The audience was dazzled, but Sun Mo's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"Teacher, what's wrong? Is your form bad?"
Lu Zhiruo noticed Sun Mo's expression and was a little worried.
"Xuanyuan is on top, and is about to enter a state of forgetfulness about things and myself."
Sun Mo was worried.
Xuanyuan Po had been able to maintain his rationality in previous matches, but now, he must have met an opponent he had never seen before, and his fighting spirit and potential had been fully aroused.
He no longer cared about it and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the battle.
"Epiphany during battle? Is this a good thing?"
Li Ziqi blinked.
"It's a good thing for everyone, but Xuanyuan..."
Sun Mo turned his head and looked at the high-star famous teachers on the referee's bench. As expected, these old guys' expressions changed from excited and appreciative to frowning, guessing, and even started whispering.