(I'm sorry, this time in school was a preparation time, and there were a lot of things to deal with, so I stopped updating for a week. I'm really sorry. Okay, I'll send you a 4,000-word chapter)
"Today, there will be a battle for the top three."
The old man stood on the high platform and spoke. After finishing his speech, there was warm applause from the audience.
According to the planned process, today will enter the finals. For this reason, even officers and soldiers are dispatched to maintain order outside the field.
Originally, there were seven people competing yesterday, but because one of them lost miserably, even though he won, he was also seriously injured. Today's competition was announced as abstaining, and only six people participated, and three people were chosen.
The old man reached into the red wooden box and started the lottery.
"Lu Ku vs. Dongfang Yaomeng"
"I abstain!"
At this time, a voice came from among the six people, it was Lu Ku who was going to face Dongfang Yaomeng.
No one laughed at this. After all, Dongfang Yaomeng's strength was well known to the audience in the past few days. Especially when they thought of Guo Qinghe, who was punched by Dongfang Yaomeng yesterday and suffered paralysis the day before yesterday.
After beating Dong Ju, who had no descendants and no descendants, his whole body became cold and his hair stood on end.
In front of everyone, this cute little lolita who seemed harmless to humans and animals used the most powerful means to shut up those who secretly mocked her as a flower vase.
"Everyone has been scared by this girl these days~" Bai Xiangbing shook his head, but did not laugh out loud, because he knew that if he fought her head-on, he might not be able to defeat her.
He knows his own affairs well, he is completely fragile. If he didn't have those highly destructive spiritual skills at hand, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat people with the same level of cultivation.
"Then, next, one person will be selected to be third, and the remaining four will compete for first and second place. When it is over, everyone will have a chance to challenge the top three, and the winner will replace the original
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"Now the lot drawn for third place is..." The old man suddenly stopped. After a while, when he felt that the mystery was enough, he took out his wrinkled hand from the box.
"Qiong Ming."
Hearing this, Qiong Ming couldn't help but beam with joy, and the surrounding contestants and spectators couldn't help but cast a look of envy and jealousy at him.
"Hey, isn't this good? It's unfair to some powerful people." Dongfang Yaomeng pulled Bai Xiangbing's sleeves and complained with a frown.
"No, there is no absolute fairness in the world. Luck is also a part of strength. Those who can survive until now are some capable people. With the strength, it is not too much to add some luck." Bai Xiangbing glanced at the man beside him.
Qiong Ming raised his hands and clenched his fists, already showing his excitement and enthusiasm, and then smiled at Dongfang Yaomeng and said, "I hope we don't touch each other."
"I hope too." Dongfang Yaomeng spread her hands to Bai Xiangbing and said with a smile. Although everyone knows something about it, God knows if she has some trump cards.
The old man reached into the box again:
"Dongfang Yaomeng vs. Bai Xiangbing."
"Qin Hui versus Lu Hui."
"It's good but ugly. Could it be that I am the crow's mouth?" Bai Xiangbing said with a breath of air.
In a fight with Dongfang Yaomeng, it's really hard to say whether he will win or lose.
"Should I fight you?" Dongfang Yaomeng pointed at herself and then at Bai Xiangbing, also saying with surprise.
"It seems so..." Bai Xiangbing said.
"Everyone please come to the stage," the referee said.
"Brother Xiang Bing, why don't you just admit defeat?" Dongfang Yaomeng said with a pitiful expression. Some of the audience members who were weak in concentration nodded involuntarily, and they all blushed a little when they came to their senses.
"I've never seen you scream so nicely." Bai Xiangbing was so cute that he had goosebumps all over his body. He said in a dumbfounded voice, "Do you think I will admit defeat?"
"Are you so heartless?" Looking at Dongfang Yaomeng's look like an abandoned harem, Bai Xiangbing really couldn't stand it anymore. Feeling the burning eyes around her, he thought to himself: "Are you helping?
My hatred is high." He took a few deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, and pulled out the sword: "Stop being cute, I don't want to do this. I have always wanted to fight you, so this is an opportunity.
Bar."
"Why are you taking my word for it? Come on, let's compete with who is stronger this time." Dongfang Yaomeng changed her face like an abandoned little woman and took out the big tiger-striped sword from the magic stone.
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"Come on!" The two said in unison, and then, a second-level seventh-level and second-level sixth-level aura was released from their bodies. Balls of flames and pale cold currents enveloped the entire arena.
, one hot and one cold, two extreme breaths enveloped the entire venue, but everyone had not yet begun to resist the temperature, because they were already on the verge of facial paralysis.
At first, people were not optimistic about Bai Xiangbing, because the first game seemed to be a fluke, and the second game was about attribute restraint, so they were somewhat biased against Bai Xiangbing. However, when the cold aura that reached the second and sixth stages turned around,
, everyone realized how ridiculous it was to think that he was lucky enough to get here. He reached the second level and sixth level at the age of sixteen, and he was indeed a gifted person.
But when he turned his attention to Dongfang Yaomeng, he was immediately paralyzed. A little girl of about fourteen years old had reached the second level and seventh level, and her strength was far beyond her level. The word genius was already stingy to him.
Before everyone could recover, Bai Xiangbing and Dongfang Yaomeng were already facing each other. Bai Xiangbing thrust his sword straight at Dongfang Yaomeng. Dongfang Yaomeng raised his sword across his chest, and there was a light touch, before Dongfang Yaomeng could fight back.
, the figure immediately took a few steps back.
After this, Bai Xiangbing had a more intuitive understanding of the power of Dongfang Yaomeng.
After Bai Xiangbing retreated, a colorless, odorless and invisible energy wave was released from Bai Xiangbing's body, covering the entire arena and monitoring the arena from all directions. Every move Dongfang Yaomeng made would be known to Bai Xiangbing.
"The ice is extremely sudden." A series of pale cold currents gradually enveloped Bai Xiangbing. With a wave of his long sword, the pale half arc swung towards Dongfang Yaomeng. White snow fell all around. It was Bai Xiangbing who caused thousands of miles of snow to drift away.
The effect is released.
Dongfang Yaomeng raised her eyebrows and smiled secretly: "The dead demon is really good at twisting and turning, and he actually wants to use these white snows to control my vision. However, do you really think these snows are real snow?" Dongfang Yaomeng is like a spinning top.
It spun at a high speed, and flames surrounded Dongfang Yaomeng like long whips. The wind pressure raised by the big sword made a sound, and the floor was pulled out by the wind pressure with cracks as big as an arm, crisscrossing like a spider web.
, Dongfang Yaomeng was spinning while slowly pushing towards Bai Xiangbing.
"High temperature hurricane?" Bai Xiangbing knows this sword move very well. There are eighty-one swords in this move. There is only one chance to break it. The energy of each sword will be superimposed on the next sword. One sword is better than the other.
But as long as one sword is interrupted, the trick will be broken.
In fact, Bai Xiangbing doesn't know that Dongfang Yaomeng can only control twenty swords. From the twenty-first sword, unless he is interrupted or his spiritual energy is exhausted, he will be controlled by the sword and then suffer backlash.
Bai Xiangbing smiled slightly and put a wine bottle back into the magic stone.
"How, how could this be like this? Those snows are not illusions but real ones?" Dongfang Yaomeng was stunned. That person had clearly told her that these white snows were all a virtual image, but at this time the white snows were no longer
The illusion of the past actually exists.
But what makes Dongfang Yaomeng most incredible is that the white snow cannot be burned or melted by his own fire. Instead, it is carried up by his own sword wind, making him unable to see the way and falling off the stage at any time.
Bai Xiangbing was looking at Dongfang Yaomeng who had stopped with a smile, and the surrounding snowflakes had disappeared, as if everything just now was an illusion. Only Dongfang Yaomeng knew that the white snow was not an illusion, but a reality.
And it’s very unreasonable.
"What did the dead demon do?" Dongfang Yaomeng was not afraid of Bai Xiangbing's strength. After all, he was fragile, but he was afraid of Bai Xiangbing's brain, and even sometimes felt scared.
Bai Xiangbing came from the earth and was reincarnated. He has memories that are not found in the spiritual world. These snowflakes are reality and illusion coexisting. When Bai Xiangbing made the ice pole, it was to distract Dongfang Yaomeng's attention, and then put a few filled with water.
He threw the water into the air from his wine bottle and beat it into water mist. He then used cold current to freeze the water into snowflakes. Finally, he added fire properties to the surface of the snowflakes to give the snowflakes a certain fire resistance. Then he mixed it with the illusion of snow falling thousands of miles away.
Dongfang Yaomeng used the high-temperature hurricane and ended up in a cocoon.
Bai Xiangbing jumped up, launched Feishuang with one hand, and sent a series of pale spiritual energy swords towards Dongfang Yaomeng.
"Don't you understand what it means to be merciful?" Dongfang Yaomeng muttered, because she was afraid that Bai Xiangbing would use the power of space to cover up some unknown things. Although the power of these spaces was not strong, there were still some wrinkles.
, but the high temperature of the fire attribute will also cause subtle distortions in the surrounding space, playing into Bai Xiangbing's hands.
With a loud sound, in the red eyes of everyone who were filled with envy and jealousy, he summoned a pair of wings that were as gorgeous as butterflies. He flapped his wings fiercely, used the big sword as a shield, and flew towards Bai Xiangbing withstanding the attack. He waved the big sword in his hand.
, all the spiritual swords were shot down.
"Flying skill." These four words flashed in everyone's mind. Before they could recover from their surprise, a white feather slowly fell on the referee's nose with the wind, "Another flying skill."
Spiritual skills..."
Dongfang Yaomeng flapped her wings on her back and flew towards Bai Xiangbing with her delicate body. She slashed at Bai Xiangbing with her sword. Dongfang Yaomeng's strength suddenly became very strong. Her strength sucked out all the air and she flew towards Bai Xiangbing with the force of thunder.
Cut it off quickly.
The pair of thousand-feather wings behind Bai Xiangbing trembled, leading Bai Xiangbing to dodge the fatal sword, and immediately spread all the snow drifting away. His body escaped into the illusion of white snow, and he said with a burst of fear:
"Girl, you want my life!"
Dongfang Yaomeng was unwilling to give up, waving her sword flying all over the sky, chasing Bai Xiangbing's fragile skin.
Bai Xiangbing said: "Damn! Why are you strong enough and I'm not strong enough!"
Dongfang Yaomeng said: "I don't care, you were so happy just now, now I want to be happy too!"
Bai Xiangbing said: "Who stipulates that only high bursts can have high damage! Crispy skin can also have high damage!"
Dongfang Yaomeng said: "Stop! Don't be verbose!"
Bai Xiangbing said: "Stop and you will chop me down! I can't stop you!"
The audience present looked at the two people flying and chasing each other in the air, and said silently: "Aren't you tired? Even if you are not tired, my neck is sore!"
After Bai Xiangbing and Dongfang Yaomeng flew several times, Dongfang Yaomeng stopped flying. A strange energy was injected into Dongfang Yaomeng's arm, and she closed her fist at her waist. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation, and there was no blood.
There is lust and murderous intent, but what Bai Xiangbing's space power reflects is a powerful invisible wave that is gathering.
"What kind of move is this girl using? It's not like that move that uses heat to charge up her attacks, but instead concentrates her physical strength on her fists." Bai Xiangbing secretly thought, locking her tightly with the power of space to prevent her from attacking.
just in case.
"Dead shemale! Take one of my moves!" After saying that, he punched out.
"Holy shit, it's so dark!" Bai Xiangbing suddenly shouted: "You can actually avoid my perception!"
"Can't see, can't feel. This is the only way," Bai Xiangbing's heart skipped a beat, he stretched out his palms, clenched them instantly, and then twisted, Bai Xiangbing's front seemed to be twisted, and he only heard a sudden explosion, and the space seemed to be a block.
Like a stone thrown into water, it rippled away, and both figures were blown to the ground, making them look miserable.
"Huh!" Bai Xiangbing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, propped up his body with a long sword, his robes were in tatters, and streaks of bright red spit out from his mouth. This was the first time he bled on the ring since he participated in the league competition.
After wiping the blood from his mouth, he smiled at Dongfang Yaomeng and said, "Little girl, this is a good move."
"Your reaction is not bad either." Dongfang Yaomeng smiled, but Dongfang Yaomeng's condition was much better than Bai Xiangbing's. When Dongfang Yaomeng saw Bai Xiangbing like this, her pupils shrank and she was shocked: "This is
What's going on, it's so serious?"
Bai Xiangbing said silently: "It's not like you don't know that I'm crispy! You must have done it on purpose!"
Dongfang Yaomeng said cutely: "Brother Xiang Bing~ You are so seriously injured, why don't you get off the stage and take a rest~"
"What a beautiful thought! Freezing cold current." Bai Xiangbing shouted, and a pale half-arc struck Dongfang Yaomeng.
"Come back?" Under the use of Dongfang Yaomeng's innate skills, the blood flowed out of the body one after another. The bloody mist condensed, and the sword was filled with blood-like red lines. He held the sword and slashed towards the freezing cold current:
"Bloodlight Half Moon Arc!"
Because there was too little blood, the half-moon arc this time was very thin, but it was enough to be comparable to the freezing cold current launched by Bai Xiangbing now.
Dongfang Yaomeng cut through the freezing cold current with a sword and rushed in front of Bai Xiangbing, only to see his injuries clearly.
"You..." Dongfang Yaomeng pointed at Bai Xiangbing and said.
"I'm fine, don't let me admit defeat. This little injury doesn't hurt or itch at all." Bai Xiangbing held his sword to the ground, coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and said, "One move can determine the outcome."
"Well..." Some words lingered on his lips for a while. Looking at Bai Xiangbing, who was covered in blood but whose eyes were filled with the desire for victory, he had no choice but to swallow them back.
The two of them activated their last spiritual energy and shouted:
"Thousands of Miles of Ice in Sanjiu Snow Dance!"
"The power of ten thousand tigers!"
The two figures jumped up at the same time, and rushed towards each other under the astonished eyes of everyone. The pale and fiery red collided head-on in the middle of the ring. The two swords splashed with sparks, one cold and one hot, covering the ring.
No one took a step back, but the released spiritual energy shook the ground of the arena with cracks as thick as thighs, covering the arena like spider webs, while some gravel exploded into powder out of thin air.
"Drink-" The two of them increased their strength again, and something unexpected happened. A mixture of extremely hot and cold energy was generated from the gap between the two of them. When the two of them discovered that something was wrong and were about to withdraw, they had already discovered
It was too late, it seemed that a magnetic field had formed around them, and the two of them were stuck together, unable to move.
"Oops!" the referee yelled: "Everyone, let me take action!" Waves of fourth- or third-level auras were released from the referee's seat and some people hidden in the audience, especially the person in charge of drawing lots.
The eye-catching old man has reached the fourth and third stages of strength, and these people are ready to suppress this change.
The collision between spiritual skills sometimes produces some special changes that the user cannot expect.
"What happened?" an audience member who regained his composure was the first to speak.
"It seems to be an unstable change in spiritual skills?" a woman said. When her eyes swept towards the snow-white figure, she said in an inaudible voice like a silver bell: "This person looks so familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere.
Yes, where is it?"
Many staff members took action together, intending to break the deadlock. Although Bai Xiangbing and the two would be seriously injured, it was better than this. In this state, they would be unable to resume their attacks due to depletion of spiritual energy, and would end up with no meridians, and they would not die.
Useless person.
"boom!"
When they were about to take action, an explosion had already occurred, and many staff members formed seals to form a protective shield to prevent the explosion from spreading.
A human figure covered in blood stood opposite to a beautiful figure holding a big sword.
"A draw?" These two words flashed in everyone's mind, with fear and admiration at the same time. Even though there was no winner, some of the older generation were a little blushing. After all, the strength of Bai Xiangbing and Dongfang Yaomeng now
Even some of the older generation had to look askance at him, and even some of them exceeded him.
"It feels so good. This is the purpose of my participation in the league competition." A hoarse and neutral voice came from the mouth of the man in the white robe, but now the white robe was dyed red with blood.
"Dead shemale... you... are indeed... not bad... you are not only transgender... but also perverted..." After saying this, a petite figure fell to the ground.
Bai Xiangbing hugged Dongfang Yaomeng with one hand and whispered: "You are the pervert... did you keep your hand?"
Dongfang Yaomeng, who fainted, smiled slightly.
When he heard the referee announce the winner, Bai Xiangbing's eyes darkened and he fell down.