"I said I'm not ready, will you let me have more time to prepare?"
"Won't."
"That's it, let's get started. I'm also looking forward to facing off against a truly strong opponent."
Compared with the arrogant person like Fu Ao, Qin Lang obviously belongs to another kind of person, that is, a mature and steady person without any blind arrogance.
It makes people feel a sense of awe, and I have to say that such an opponent is worthy.
Qin Lang's fiery gun emitted the color of magma, and the tip of the gun rubbed against the ground to produce a spark.
Qin Lang moved, his steps were astonishingly fast, the fire gun in his hand was carrying burning air waves, Xiao Xue raised the frost sword in his hand, the sword body and the spear tip collided in the air, this was the collision of ice and fire.
Sparks flew between the sword body and the spear tip, Qin Lang increased his strength, and the spear tip passed along the sword body. Xiao Xue used the friction between the sword body and the spear tip to rotate his whole body, and the two people changed positions with each other.
Xiao Xue looked at the frost sword and saw that a small piece of the ice-covered sword had melted.
This surprised Xiao Xue. This was the first time such a situation had occurred since using the Frost Sword.
Qin Lang looked at the tip of his Fiery Spear, which was actually covered with a thin layer of ice. The two slowly turned around, Qin Lang shook the Fiery Spear gently, and the ice on the tip of the spear instantly fell to the ground.
I didn't expect this ice to be so powerful, and it far exceeded Qin Lang's imagination.
The two just looked at each other, and then rushed towards each other. The fire gun continued to attack various parts of Xiao Xue's body with flames. There is a saying that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. Maybe it is suitable to be used here.
Xiao Xue rarely attacks, most of them defend, block, and put aside the spear points that are constantly being handed to them.
The tip of the spear was facing the tip of the sword, with a ball of light blue fighting energy on one side and a ball of red flames burning like a blazing fire on the other.
Ice and fire have never invaded each other, and the spear and sword have lost their original usage in their hands.
The two men's weapons were separated from their hands at the same time, and the seals in their hands each exerted greater fighting spirit on their weapons.
The battle between blue and red, the test of ice and fire, the two different groups of fighting spirit failed to gain the upper hand on the competition stage.
The spectators in the stands were in awe. It had been a long time since there had been such a fight.
The exciting competition on the stage makes the people in the stands more enjoyable to watch.
Wu Hao was already lying on the railing, closely observing the collision of the two fighting spirits. It had to be said that the strength of Dou Ling was different, and it was indeed more interesting than the great fighting master.
Beads of sweat had already appeared on Xiao Xue's forehead, and they dripped drop by drop on the ground, instantly condensing into ice.
On the other end, Qin Lang was not much better. Before the beads of sweat fell, he turned into a ball of gas and disappeared into the air.
The collision of two different fighting spirits suddenly made a strong sound when neither of them had the upper hand.
A bright light flashed in the middle, and people in the stands unanimously used their arms to block the destructive power of this bright light.
There was a huge explosion on the competition stage, the explosion of ice and fire, and the rising smoke instantly filled the entire competition stage.
Xiao Xue retreated, muttering something in her mouth, and ice stakes for stepping on appeared behind her.
Only then did he stop his body from sliding backwards.
Qin Lang made a 360-degree spin in the air, stood upside down, and inserted the fire gun in his hand into the ground.
Qin Lang regained his balance with the help of the Fire Gun.
"What happened? What happened to that bright light just now?"
"I don't know, the competition stage is shrouded in fog, who will lose and who will win?"
"have no idea!"
In that mist, the two fought for several more rounds, each changing positions again.
When the fog dispersed, everyone was surprised to find that their positions were different again.
Moreover, both of them have a thick layer of armor on their bodies, which is their own fighting spirit armor.
"Look, they've all used their fighting spirit armors."
Xiao Xue looked at a scratch on her left shoulder, and a trace of blood seeped out from the scratch.
It was very painful with a burning sensation.
Qin Lang looked at the wound on his arm, which had condensed into a layer of ice, blocking the blood from seeping out, but the biting cold air was equally uncomfortable.
"Sure enough, there is no reason to win so easily. You are very powerful."
Qin Lang couldn't help but praise Xiao Xue.
Xiao Xue said with a faint smile: "You are also very powerful. In the three games, you were the first person to hurt me."
Especially the fire burned a hole in the clothes near the wound.
Qin Lang looked at his arms: "Both each other."
Qin Lang used the flames in his body to melt the biting ice, but without the protection of the ice, a trace of blood flowed out from the wound.
Qin Lang dragged the fire gun and launched an attack on Xiao Xue again.
This time it was even more violent. Qin Lang jumped high in the air, and the tip of the fire gun hit Xiao Xue from top to bottom with a ball of flame.
Xiao Xue tapped her toes and retreated quickly.
Just where Xiao Xue was standing just now, the flame gun hit him, and a trace of flames instantly appeared on the competition stage.
Xiao Xue took a breath, is this guy serious?
Before Xiao Xue could catch her breath, Qin Lang's fire gun came again, this time it was a stab.
Xiao Xue raised her left hand: "Ice shield, rise!"
Qin Lang's fire gun hit the ice shield, and Qin Lang shouted: "Broken!"
With a burning sensation, a ball of red flame instantly broke through Xiao Xue's ice shield. This was the first time that someone else had broken through it so easily.
Xiao Xue hurriedly raised the Frost Sword in her hand, and the tip of the flaming spear hit the Frost Sword's blade.
Xiao Xue held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and held the tip of the sword with her fighting spirit in the other.
Qin Lang increased the use of fighting spirit, and the air ball wrapped with red flame fighting spirit all condensed on the tip of the gun.
The frost sword in Xiao Xue's hand slowly became an arc, and the tip of the flame gun was getting closer and closer to Xiao Xue's chest.
Finally, the frost sword in his hand has been attached to the fighting spirit armor.
The sweat in Wu Hao's palms was no greater than the beads of sweat on his forehead.
Is Xiao Xue going to lose?
At this moment, Xiao Xue's eyes darkened, and a sweet voice sounded.
Just like a compressed spring, Xiao Xue's sweet voice sounded.
Qin Lang stepped back unconsciously, and the fire gun in his hand was unsteady and fell out.
On the playing stage, what just happened?
The light blue fighting spirit in Xiao Xue's hand wrapped around the sword. At the critical moment, the sword gathered enough energy, like a spring, no, more like a bowstring.
And the flaming spear is like a bow and arrow fired by the power of the bow string.
Qin Lang was ejected, and the huge force also ejected the fire gun in Qin Lang's hand.
This is what happened just now. The frost sword in Xiao Xue's hand formed more than ten ice swords and attacked Qin Lang who had not yet stabilized his body.
When masters fight, the victory or defeat is just a matter of millimeters, and it is equally important to seize the opportunity to attack. It is obvious that Xiao Xue followed the remaining power and launched a new attack on Qin Lang.