Chapter 2793 The battle between the dragon and the phoenix! (1 more)
"How is it, are you okay?"
On the top of the sky, the referee looked at Ye Xiu, frowned slightly, flying on the Tianhe ring, and raised his hand to pat the shoulder of Ye Xiu.
In the next moment, a cold -causing cold air swept from Ye Xiu's body, and immediately made the referee condenses a layer of white frost.
The referee's eyelids jumped, and quickly retracted the palm of his hand. With an extremely dignified look on his face, Ye Xiu glanced deeply.
"Cough ..."
Ye Xiu coughed violently, showing a sorry look at the referee, "I'm fine, it's already an old problem, I'm sorry seniors, I ..."
The referee raised his hand to signal that Ye Xiu did not have to explain, and then he said high: "This battle, winner, Ye Xiu!"
As the referee fell, the audience was boiling.
"Zhu Wushuang, it's lost!"
"Moreover, it turned out to be a punch!"
"My God, the dark horse really counterattacked!"
"The three major winning champions, actually ... actually ..."
As a result, the audience present is difficult to believe, especially the genius of the Chi Flame Protoss, one by one like the eggplant that is frosty, and it is desperate.
The hope of the Chi Fan Protoss to win the championship has completely annihilated.
But anyway, victory is victory, defeat is defeat.
Although Wish Wushuang was bombarded by this blow, his bones were almost half broken, but he did not show too much loss.
For a fighting madman like him, it is not important to lose or lose. It is important that you have a trick with the real master.
In this battle, he has been satisfied.
The referee glanced at Ye Xiu deeply and invited him to the ring, the next game, and continue.
"Next game, Ling Feng, battle ..."
The sound of the referee sounded, and the crowd suddenly became excited again.
Ling Feng is undoubtedly a dark horse born in this Tianhe's acting martial arts.
Moreover, it is also the only hope of the Saint Hall of the Witch.
"Qing Yu!"
Ling Feng's opponent is not a championship player such as Wu Xuan or Huang Yu, but a genius from Qianyu Gods, Qing Yu.
Although this green feather is not as good as Huang Yu, but being able to stick to this step has also proved his strength, which is strong enough.
As the referee fell, the two figures fell on the ring.
"Please advise!"
Qing Yu is a middle -aged man who looks very tall, with a pair of huge blue wings behind him.
I saw his wings behind him, a green feather, condensed into a cyan feather sword, and lifted from behind.
For a while, the blue light masterpiece, on the entire ring, shrouded a blue light.
"This is the secret of the Qianyu Gods, the Blade of Yu!"
"Finally met!"
There was a discussion on the stage. The secret of this feather's blade is the Auspicious Affairs of the Qianyu Protoss. The younger generation, few people can master it.
And this green feather is obviously one of them.
"You are a powerful opponent, so I will go all out!"
Qing Yu's gaze stared at Ling Feng, and it looked very serious. Around the feather blade behind him, there was a small feather, which was like a flying needle that was like flying.
"bring it on."
Ling Feng nodded, and the ten parties in his hands turned around, and an invisible momentum suddenly swept away.
"Be careful!"
Qing Yu roared, the feather blade behind him, rotating at a high speed. At the same time, the thousands of feathers needles, and it also erupted with the rotation of the feather blade.
The mighty feather needle, around the feather blade, as if it was turned into a dragon of a dozen feet long sword, rushing towards Ling Feng.
In the end, it is indeed a strong strength to kill the top fifteen all the way.
Compared to those opponents before Ling Feng, it is indeed a lot stronger.
Unfortunately, for Ling Feng, it is not enough to watch!
Alas!
A crisp sword sounded, Ling Feng cut out, and even swordsmanship did not perform. It just merged the two techniques of the vibration and force of force.
Suddenly, thousands of feathers needles, scattered, and the giant blade behind the green feathers was instantly dispersed.
A violent shocking power runs through the whole body. Qing Yu only feels an irresistible force. It burst out on the chest, and then he sprayed a bite of blood and was directly shocked out.
A sword, defeated!
Ling Feng has no expression. With the improvement of strength, the many changes in the power rules learned by the Valley Valley are actually better than witchcraft.
Of course, these two forces can have advantages and disadvantages.
The changes in the rules of strength are more suitable for the single fighting alone.
And witchcraft, the range of attacks is wide, and the strike area is large. On the whole, the destructive power is actually better.
"The winner, Ling Feng!"
Compared with the previous scene, the end is faster, and it also makes people start to realize that maybe Lingfeng's dark horse can also be like Ye Xiu, counterattack those once legends.
Next, Wu Xuan and Huang Yu also easily defeated their opponents.
Although this year's Tianhe performs martial arts, there are indeed many counterattack dark horses, but Wu Xuan, Huang Yu, are strong enough, not so easy to turn over.
Soon, fifteen Jin and Eight, except for the rotation, there was only the last game.
"The Chi Fan Protoss Zhu Xi, fight against the Extraords of the Extraordal, Xing Xing!"
As the referee read the name against the two, the audience was boiling again.
"Well to the battle against the witch, there is no suspense in this battle!"
"Also, Wu Xing is the second seed player of the Permian Protoss. It is only under the Prince Wu Xuan, and Zhu Xi, among the contestants of the Chi Fan Protoss, can only be regarded as the level of midstream."
"It's strange to say that this Zhu Xi is only a medium -level disciple. It is not easy to kill this step all the way."
"Good luck, before that, I did not encounter any strong opponents."
"I have watched his game, every time I have a weak advantage, it is only a few points, and it is not comparable to the witch."
"..."
Before the competition, people are generally not optimistic about Zhu Xi.
Of course, except Ling Feng.
From the first time I met this Zhu Xi for the first time in the world, Ling Feng had noticed that this person's strength was not simple.
At least, far above wishes.
And the more observing his game, Ling Feng even gave birth to an idea, that is, this blessing is the number one seed of the Chi Fan Protoss.
His strength is even above Wushuang.
"Huh, it turned out to be a hairless kid."
With contempt eyes, Wu Xing looked at Zhu Xi.
He is the second seed of the Extradonians. Although he was pressed by Wu Xuan, the No. 2 seed, after all, was the No. 2 seed.
And Zhu Xi, it is simply an unknown junior.
When he was famous, this Zhu Yan was afraid that he was still wearing open crotch pants.
"Boy, if you don’t want to lose too miserable, just admit it yourself."
Wu Xing's hands holding your chest, apparently don't care so much about this opponent.
In his opinion, his luck is simply good. He just got the upper signing and can enter the top eight steadily.
Zhu Xi shook his head and said slowly: "Who lost and win, do you know?"