Whether it is for the four contestants who are about to compete in the finals, or for the audience who are full of expectations.
Or maybe the elders from all parties are worried about it.
Of course, there were also the Qianyu Clan who had their heads shaved and not even one of them entered the top four. They were not worried, but they were so angry that they couldn't sleep.
Huang Yu, the peerless genius of the Qianyu Divine Clan, was actually defeated by Zhu Yan.
I have to say that the Red Flame God Clan’s skills are indeed hidden too deeply!
As usual, the referee gave a concise and clear opening statement before announcing the start of the game.
"First of all, this referee would like to state the rules of the game."
The referee coughed lightly and said calmly: "Because there are only three places that can enter the Tianhe Pool in the end, the final game is divided into the promotion game and the championship game!"
"In the promotion round, two teams are divided into two groups. The winner enters the championship match, while the two losers can only compete for the third place!"
"Then next, the first promotion match, Prince Wu Xuan... versus..."
The referee still likes to tell the truth as always, which makes everyone in the audience feel anxious.
After a long while, the referee finally said loudly: "Red Flame God Clan, Zhu Yan!"
"Prince Wu Xuan versus Zhu Yan!"
"This game is worth watching!"
After Zhu Yan defeated Huang Yu, he undoubtedly proved his strong strength.
This game is bound to be a battle between dragons and tigers.
In the preparation area.
Wu Xuan stood up, his eyes swept over Zhu Yan, and then fell on Ling Feng.
"Brother Ling, it looks like you may not have a chance to fight me!"
After saying that, he directly unfolded his body skills, jumped up, and flew to the ring.
Zhu Yan frowned slightly. For him, drawing Wu Xuan was probably a lottery decision.
However, neither Ling Feng nor Ye Xiu is easy to deal with.
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Zhu Yan also flew out. In the preparation area, only Ling Feng and Ye Xiu were left.
"Brother Ye, it looks like we are going to decide the winner in advance."
Ling Feng shrugged, looked at Ye Xiu, and smiled playfully.
"Cough cough cough..."
Ye Xiu coughed a few times, shook his head and said with a smile, "I hope Brother Ling Feng will show mercy."
"Are you merciful..."
Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, and gave Ye Xiu a meaningful look. There were too many secrets hidden in him, and why did he visit the palace at night that night? What was his purpose?
Ling Feng has no way of knowing this, so he can only keep an eye on it.
However, for now, the only thing Ling Feng wants to do is to defeat Ye Xiu in the ring!
…
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Two figures landed on the ring almost at the same time.
Wu Xuan and Zhu Yan stood on both sides of the arena, facing each other from a distance.
"Prince Wu Xuan, I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time!"
Zhu Yan's eyes were locked on Wu Xuan.
When he was still very weak, Wu Xuan was already a famous genius throughout the Southern Witch Region.
And finally the day came when he could stand in front of that genius. This was already a victory for him.
"As a rising star, to be able to come all the way to this point and come in front of me, I have to admit your excellence!"
Wu Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands, stared at Zhu Yan, and said word by word: "If I were the same age as you, I may not be able to defeat you, but now..."
"Now, I can still beat you!"
Zhu Yanjie took over Wu Xuan's words, and the power of flames all over his body was already burning.
Moreover, it is directly the second form, the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Dharma Appearance!
"You are very confident. I hope that after today, your confidence will not be shattered by me!"
Wu Xuan smiled suddenly, and the whole body glowed with golden light. The golden light, condensed to the extreme, rose into the sky and turned into a golden dragon that soared straight into the sky!
Golden dragon, versus fire dragon!
If the battle between Zhu Yan and Huang Yu was a battle between dragon and phoenix, this battle is a battle between two dragons!
"The game begins!"
Following the referee's order, the two dragons roared, and the figures of Wu Xuan and Zhu Yan also moved at high speed on the ring.
Among the lightning and flint, a flash of fire was seen. Zhu Yan held a flaming sword in his hand and struck Wu Xuan with one strike.
Behind him, the Bahuang Fire Dragon Dharma also waved a huge dragon claw and slapped the golden dragon fiercely.
Wu Xuan smiled suddenly, and in a dazzling golden light, it seemed as if a boundless divine sword was unsheathed.
A ray of starlight-like sharpness, with astonishing sharpness, broke through the air in an instant, piercing the air through a tiny channel and shooting towards Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan could only feel the dazzling sharpness, and even the Fire Dragon Law Protector around him could not isolate the aura.
Click!
The golden edge penetrated the fire dragon image behind Zhu Yan and directly crushed a dragon claw into pieces!
"What a terrifying sharp energy!"
In the preparation area, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. The so-called Ji Dao is a word that means extreme and ultimate.
And Wu Xuan's edge also carries such ultimate power.
The golden dragon roared and roared endlessly, while Zhu Yan's fire dragon showed a slight decline.
"Zhu Yan, your Eight Desolations Fire Dragon Transformation is indeed very powerful. It's a pity that the Imperial Dragon Qi of our Ji Dao God Clan is even stronger than your Fire Dragon Qi."
Wu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Unless your original divine fire reaches the third form, Shura Flame God, you cannot be my opponent."
Zhu Yan clenched his fists tightly, a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face, but he lowered his head in the end.
Wu Xuan was not exaggerating. The imperial dragon energy exuded by the golden dragon behind Wu Xuan had a huge suppression on his Eight Desolate Fire Dragons.
Unless he transforms the original divine fire into the third form, Shura Flame God, he can compete with Wu Xuan's imperial dragon energy.
It's a pity that, let alone him, there are only a handful of beings in the entire Red Flame God Clan who can transform into the third form.
"I... give up!"
After trying several attacks to no avail, Zhu Yan could only clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and chose to admit defeat.
He has realized that there is still a huge gap between him and Wu Xuan. Instead of fighting with him, it is better to retain his strength and compete for third place.
After all, there are three places to enter the Tianhe Pool. From a practical point of view, there is not much difference between the first and third places except for their better reputation.
“A smart choice.”
Wu Xuan put his hands behind his back and didn't seem to have expended much effort from beginning to end. Of course, this was also because Zhu Yan wanted to retain his strength and did not fight with him.
And next, is the last game of the promotion round.
The entire audience was undoubtedly excited.
Neither Ling Feng nor Ye Xiu were geniuses from the God Clan. One came from the Temple of the Witch God, and the other was even more exaggerated. He had no sect and was a casual cultivator.
That they were able to reach this point is beyond the imagination of countless people.
But between these two dark horses, which one is stronger and which one is weaker?
This dark horse battle is undoubtedly more exciting!