"The real reason why I participate in the competition is different from yours. It's not for fame and wealth, not for dreams, not for advancement..."

Wang Yuming said very firmly: "What I want is just the 200,000 bonus for winning the championship!"

"……bonus?"

Hearing Wang Yuming's answer, Cheng Feng was a little in disbelief.

Mainly after listening to the first half of Wang Yuming's words, I thought it was for some lofty reason, but it turns out it was for money. The contrast is a bit big.

Every demon hunter who competes as a player rushes towards the championship with passion. The temptation of 200,000 bonus is just a bonus, not many players will care.

Because if you can stand out among more than 200 contestants, advance all the way, and eventually become the champion of the promotion competition.

Not only can you be directly promoted to an elite-level member, but you will also be favored by senior officials, and the association will do its best to cultivate you.

In the future, it is even possible to be promoted to an ace member, just like Lu Baiming who won the championship three years ago.

Now it is one of the three highest-level combat forces of the Disaster Association, codenamed [Divinity Warlock]. After the chief ace Chu Xinghe, it is the second ace-level member that is almost unmatched.

Ye Lin competed this time, her original intention of winning the championship was to repay her kindness, so she was an exception. Unexpectedly, Wang Yuming was also an exception.

For this bonus, I defeated many players who stood in my way and rushed all the way to the finals. I definitely have a strong willpower.

This is a poor belief.

Coincidentally, Cheng Feng also came here because of the bonus.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

The two were fighting on the ring with cutting speeds that could no longer be seen by the naked eye. They were flashing and moving in a dizzying manner, and the sound of collisions between the spiritual knives at extremely high speeds echoed throughout the ring.

"Their speed is too fast."

"It's not clear at all."

In the stands, the audience was looking at the scene, talking and marveling.

The speed of the two people on the ring was so fast that their figures were blurred, and fierce sparks like sparks continued to explode as the spiritual knives collided.

Liu Shiyu clasped his fingers together and sighed: "I didn't expect Cheng Feng's sword skills to have improved to this extent."

When Cheng Feng fought against her in the training ground, although his sword skills were superior, they were still far inferior to his own.

But now, from the fierce battle between Cheng Feng and Wang Yuming on the ring, she could see that Cheng Feng's fighting power had grown to a stronger level than before.

Next to her, Cheng Yi poked her head and looked at the two figures on the ring who were moving at extremely fast speeds and fighting: "Sister Shi, I can't see the battle clearly. How is my brother's condition now?"

Liu Shiyu was silent for a moment and said bluntly: "The situation is very dangerous...Cheng Feng's opponent is stronger."

As a player who can advance to the finals like Cheng Feng, Wang Yuming's strength is not low at all, and the combat effectiveness he displayed is even better than that of Cheng Feng.

If it weren't for the blessing of [Thunder Shadow Step], Cheng Feng still couldn't keep up with Wang Yuming in terms of speed.

There was a slight gap in strength between the two sides, and as the battle progressed, the pressure Cheng Feng felt increased significantly.

From the perspective of the audience, the two men were fighting inseparably, and the scene was in a stalemate. As Cheng Feng in the battle, he truly felt that the balance of victory was quietly tilting towards Wang Yuming.

This is not the way to go, you will lose sooner or later!

After hundreds of rounds, Cheng Feng was clearly outmatched. His body was stained with blood and had several hideous stab wounds.

Wang Yuming knew that Cheng Feng had the ability to heal injuries quickly. In order to win, he did not show mercy because Cheng Feng was a colleague of the association.

Spiritual Technique——Sand Explosion Slash!

Yellow light surged from the dark golden spiritual sword, the Shaxing Sword, and the infinite cutting power was greatly enhanced. Wang Yuming slashed hard.

Cheng Feng, who was so close in front of him, was startled. He suddenly turned sideways, stepped on the bricks, and jumped back with the help of the reaction force.

"Bang!"

The sand blast carrying the power of destruction hit the arena floor, as if it was the effect of a bomb detonating. The masonry floor exploded instantly, and a large pit suddenly appeared under the spiritual knife.

Cheng Feng did not miss this short opportunity.

The blood flowing out of the wound on the right arm is automatically concentrated in the palm of the hand, creating a blood pistol as quickly as possible. A small amount of blood forms a blood bullet inside the pistol.

He quickly raised the gun, pointed the muzzle in Wang Yuming's direction, and pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang!", in the blink of an eye, several shots were fired.

Wang Yuming turned his downward-pointing blade and slashed out. The huge yellow sand blew past, and the incoming bullet was instantly blown away by the fierce wind pressure.

Cheng Feng was panting from exhaustion and found that the attack was fruitless, so he did not fire again. Even though his injuries gradually recovered, his face still looked a little ugly.

My mind was racing like lightning, and I used all my superpowers, but I was still defeated.

Even if he uses [Thunder Flash], which is the most powerful and fastest among the current superpower skills, in a head-to-head contest with Wang Yuming, he will be able to draw at best.

[Thunder Flash] This ultimate move killed Jiang He instantly in previous matches, seriously injured the demonized Ye Lin, and defeated Duan Wu in the semifinals.

This made Cheng Feng more confident in his own strength, but he unexpectedly suffered a setback in the last game.

To be honest, Cheng Feng was so confused that he couldn't think of any strategies to deal with the enemy.

Wang Yuming's strength was beyond his expectation. This was the first time he had encountered such a powerful opponent since participating in the competition.

What to do...

Wang Yuming did not attack, and both sides stopped as if taking an intermission, staring at each other with warlike eyes.

"You are using the [High Speed ​​Sword] move?"

After the battle just now, Wang Yuming had a certain understanding of Cheng Feng's strength: "Do you know the third ace, Yan Ruying, who is your master?"

"No." Cheng Feng took advantage of this time to recover his strength, "She is my teacher."

Is there a difference between a teacher and a master?

Wang Yuming did not complain about this issue, but said: "It seems that you have used all your skills. The gap between us is obvious, so there is no need to waste time.

Let’s decide the winner as soon as possible, I still need this money to save my sister’s life.”

Cheng Feng opened his eyes slightly and noticed the last keyword: "The reason why you participated in the promotion competition is for your sister?"

"Yes, she has been cursed by a vampire. She is lying in the hospital with her life on the line and only a glimmer of hope. I need these two hundred thousand...

Now, let this final come to an end."

A stream of yellow sand beneath his feet caused Wang Yuming to rise from the spot and float high in the sky.

The dark gold eyes exuded a cold luster, and he raised the sand star high. The endless wind and sand were centered on Wang Yuming's spiritual knife, like endless sand dust, swirling and surging.

"Take the move... Sandfall Dance!"

ps: The editor informed me that it will be put on the shelves at 0 o'clock tomorrow, which is a bit sudden...
Chapter completed!