The final battle is about to come to an end. The entire martial arts arena is crowded with people, but most of them are attracted by the tense atmosphere in the martial arts arena. They can even hear their own breathing.
If the red and white light that Du Yun, Lin Chong and Zhang Qing burst out before was a spark of fire, then the red and white light used to deal with Huo Yan now is the radiance of the bright moon.
The difference between the two can be distinguished simply from the terrifying fluctuations of red and white light emitted by Du Yun. The current red and white light is almost ten times that of the previous one.
Buzz!
The red and white light flashed away, and the surroundings instantly became stationary. What can be seen is the afterimage of the red and white light that flashed away.
"puff!"
Huo Yan's eyes widened, and the pores on his body suddenly enlarged, and a breath of death spread into his heart. This was not the first time he had experienced that strong feeling. But during this Jingwu Academy competition
, this feeling appeared again, and it was brought to him by a student who was in the middle of Duifan, so it made him feel particularly complicated inside.
Bang bang!
Two voices rang out at the same time. Because Du Yun forcefully received a palm driven by Huo Yan's immortal power, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and his eight meridians were completely destroyed. He was seriously injured in an instant.
, a mouthful of blood spurted out, then drew an arc in the air and fell down.
At the same time, Huo Yan's chest suddenly collided with Du Yun's red and white light, and then there was a bang, and the colorful energy colors were dazzling, but it seemed particularly cold as Huo Yan fell to the ground.
Wow!
Seeing this scene, the crowd in the fighting arena was dumbfounded. Du Yun's situation, which was destined to be defeated, suddenly turned around. At this time, who among the two of them could stand up?
"Du Yun fell first, Du Yun lost..."
"Tsk, Du Yun is only at the middle stage of Duifan's cultivation, and he was seriously injured just now, but he pulled Huo Yan to the ground regardless of his injury. Du Yun should have won..."
"I think we should check their injuries. Whoever's injuries are more serious will lose..."
"Don't even say it. Let's watch on the stage first. It may not be that simple..."
As Du Yun and Huo Yan fell to the ground one after another, the final stage of the decisive battle aroused the excitement of many people. But it was obvious that the brutal fighting between the two made the crowd below the martial arts platform full of awe.
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The current martial arts platform is almost in ruins, and it is hard to distinguish between the platform and the bottom. There are thousands of holes everywhere, and huge cracks can be seen everywhere. Moreover, the chaos of the spiritual energy in that area is shocking.
"Vice dean, we..." An elder looked at the stage and felt unbearable, so he sent a message to the two vice deans.
But before he finished speaking, Vice-President Tong sent a message: "If a jade is not polished, it will not be a weapon. These two little guys are very paranoid. Whoever goes up to save the other will not admit defeat."
After a pause, Vice President Tong added: "On the road to the strong, there will be bloodshed, and mental tenacity is particularly important. Let them solve it on their own."
After saying that, Vice President Tong turned his attention to the martial arts platform again. Seeing the two people lying motionless on the ground, he felt emotional in his heart. In the process of cultivation, the weak eat the strong, this is the law. If you want to escape from the shackles of this law, the only way is
The only way is to become stronger.
Kick!
After a while, in the martial arts arena, a figure suddenly stood up with a trembling body. People looked at it from a distance and finally recognized it through the looming outline.
Killer God Du Yun!
The man who stood up turned out to be the God of Death Du Yun. The audience was in an uproar, and then there was a boiling noise. Du Yun stood up, covered in blood. After being blown by the breeze, the scarlet blood had turned into red.
It has to solidify.
He walked slowly towards the direction of Huo Yan. The terrifying length of Fang Tian's painted halberd made people marvel. And the flashing cold light on the head of the halberd sent a chill in people's hearts for no reason.
Du Yun's steps were a little frivolous, but he looked so determined. That young face was full of cold expressions, and if it weren't for the flowing brilliance of his deep black eyes, coupled with the expression between his eyebrows,
Perseverance. Almost everyone has an idea in an instant. Are they still human?
Du Yun dragged Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the halberd head wiped out sparks on the ground. Every step he took was difficult. But he had an obsession, an obsession that would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Finally, Du Yun came to Huo Yan. The latter seemed to sense something, and his motionless fingers suddenly trembled, and then his sparse eyelids slowly opened.
As far as the eye can see, it is a young man who has also transformed into a blood man. There is no emotion on the young man's face, and a pair of dark and deep eyes exudes an icy cold light.
In his hand, he held a three-meter-long Fangtian Painted Halberd. The head of the halberd shone with a cold light, leaving no doubt about its sharpness. The young man slowly pointed the Fangtian Painted Halberd at Huo Yan, silently,
But it carries a strong sense of oppression.
"You lost!" There was no emotion on Du Yun's face. The pain coming from his body kept him awake at all times. Looking at Huo Yan coldly, Fang Tian's painted halberd remained motionless.
Huo Yan smiled miserably, his voice much hoarse. He looked at Du Yun, and then finally shook his head. Immediately he closed his eyes, and a weak and lonely voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena: "I lost.
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call……
Hearing this voice, the entire martial arts arena fell into silence, and everyone gasped rapidly. After a while, they suddenly let out a deep breath, and then an earth-shattering noise broke out.
Du Yun, counting now, should be over eighteen years old. The young man who walked out of Miluo City with a simple package on his back has become mature at this time. Two and a half years of experience have allowed him to see through the warmth and coldness of human nature.
Experience has worn away the immature corners of my face.
Watching Huo Yan being carried off the martial arts arena, Du Yun's face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. After the referee announced that Du Yun had won the championship, the audience in the martial arts arena became excited again.
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However, Du Yun was serious about his words. At this moment, he did not put away Fang Tian's painted halberd. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd in one hand, and then slowly walked down the martial arts platform and walked towards the dormitory.
Everyone in the martial arts arena looked at this young man with awe. He was covered in blood and seemed ruthless. Who knew how fragile he was in his heart?
The entire martial arts arena was silent. Du Yun was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd. His thin back appeared in the eyes of these students, and then gradually grew taller.
After passing numerous figures, Du Yun closed his eyes, and then opened them suddenly. After a ray of light burst out, two drops of crystal tears rolled down involuntarily.
After two years of silence, it exploded!
He has been "regarded" as a waste since he was a child, and he senile before he gets old...
The immortal veins are awakened, the broken veins are disturbed, white hairs are being bullied by the same clan, and the patriarch is suffering from guilt. He points to the sky, asks the earth, the beauty trick, doubles the sadness, falls off the Eagle's Sorrow Cliff with one palm, despairs, never forgets...
There is no end to the road, the body has been tempered by the thunder pool, and in the confused place, the immortal veins are awakened again...
Half a year of suffering, sixteen years of loneliness, just for the day when one day, one can stand tall and elegant in the family!
He showed no mercy, shocked the four guests, and expelled...expelled...Where is the world?
Inheriting the love of the clan leader and carrying a mountain of pressure, he traveled through the Warcraft Mountains. Being burdened by the old man Ling, he first arrived at Jingwu Academy and inherited two statues of enlightenment.
An astonishing and outstanding talent, a thousand-mile horse meets Bole, and after two years of experience, he breaks away from the shackles of immaturity. The eighteen-year-old boy just wants to live an ordinary life.
Jump out of the chessboard of fate and control your own destiny. In the vast sea of people, let me be crazy and crazy...
The championship of the Jingwu Academy competition came to an end. Du Yun felt neither happy nor worried. The past scenes flashed through his heartstrings one by one. Deep in his heart, which had always been cold, it seemed that a layer of separation was broken.
Click!
After a soft sound, the diaphragm deep in his heart burst. Du Yun, who looked resolute and was very persistent in everything he did, finally let go of everything in his heart. He proved to himself that he was not a waste of the Du family.
He believes that it won't be long before his name will be spread back to the Du family in Miluo City. The place that once made him sad, the girl he had a crush on for the first time...his young enemies...maybe they will all be moved because of who he is now.
regret……
Tears blurred his eyes, and Du Yun relied on instinct to drag his tired body back to his dormitory. Then with a plop, he gave up his usual vigilance and fell into a deep sleep.
Forgetting all the past events, Du Yun was actually very tired both physically and mentally. This time the Jingwu Academy competition ended, and he got the championship ranking as he wished, but this was only his first station.
Next, there is the Mercenary Alliance Heroes Gathering, which is where he can truly show his ambitions. He has a very long-term vision, and it can be said that he has great ambitions.
The weak eats the strong. If he wants to break this rule, he must stand on the top of ten thousand people. Beyond the chessboard of fate, he can control his own life and do what he wants to do.
It sounds simple, but how many people can actually do it? However, all of this disappeared as Du Yun fell into a deep sleep.
The moment Du Yun fell asleep, what he didn't know was that the heart of thunder in his heart suddenly began to beat. Immediately afterwards, a trace of electricity overflowed from the heart of thunder, and then quickly traveled around his Qijing Eight
At the veins, he repaired his broken body.
The sun was setting, but the huge Jingwu Academy was still talking enthusiastically about the final battle between Huo Yan and Du Yun. Both of them were the proud sons of the academy. Although Huo Yan failed, no one could underestimate him.
Look at him.
Two days later, the college will convene all students, and then the competition will come to a perfect conclusion. The five places have been announced, and in three months, there will be a grand gathering of heroes of the Mercenary Alliance, and everyone is waiting to see.