At this time, Cheng Dao was in a state of embarrassment, with drops of water constantly dripping from his body, and lightning flashing on his black robe. Qimulin did not give Cheng Dao time to rest, and appeared in front of the latter in a flash, raising one hand.
The knife struck down.
bite!
The mace in Chengdao's hand blocked the long knife in Qimulin's hand. Qimulin flipped his right hand and made a horizontal stroke with the knife. Chengdao punched with his left hand, forcing Qimulin to retreat.
"This man has been injured. I just have to fight him slowly and I can't use mystical skills above level four, otherwise even if I have landscape painting, I won't have time to recover." Qi Mulin already had a plan in mind when he backed away.
After more than ten steps back, there was an explosion at Qimulin's feet, and he rushed towards Cheng Dao again, while his left hand continued to move.
"I can override the water that has not dissipated. As long as I keep fighting with him physically and don't give him the chance to use mystical skills, I will eventually have a chance."
A water arrow shot at Cheng Dao, and then Qimulin's long sword appeared in front of Cheng Dao again. Cheng Dao, who had just avoided the water arrow, quickly raised his mace to meet it.
However, Chengdao was still a step too slow. He could not block Qimulin's long knife without accumulating strength. At the moment of the collision, the steel mace fell, and the tip of the long knife also scratched Chengdao's shoulder.
Tang Feng looked at Cheng Dao, whose shoulder was dripping with blood on the stage, and nodded slightly. The winner of this battle has been decided. It is only a matter of time.
As for Cheng Dao's defeat, he lost because he should not use defenses that obstruct his line of sight when facing Qimulin to use his 'Qi Lei Flash'. From then on, the outcome was decided.
Collision after collision, you must always be careful of the clear water on the ground, and be careful of Qimulin's attacks. Cheng Dao gradually fell into the disadvantage, and there were more and more wounds on his body. Seeing that the clear water on the ground was about to dissipate, but at this time
Chengdao had been seriously injured.
"Asshole, this guy keeps dragging me and doesn't give me a chance to use mystical skills!" At this point, Cheng Dao no longer expected to defeat Qimulin.
"Lin Yu won!"
Seeing that Cheng Dao had no strength to fight anymore, the referee announced the result of the fight through Xuan Qi.
The flood of applause was given to Qimulin by the audience. Although it was a bit cunning, and although Chengdao did not show his true strength, Qimulin kept suppressing Chengdao, and everyone present could see this.
then.
Tang Feng faced one of the two short boys and won the victory after a fierce battle. Tang Feng was injured for the first time. Although it was not serious, it was definitely injured. This shows that his opponent was strong.
The opponent also had reasons to be strong. Qi Mulin guessed correctly. This person was the seed team of the Mercenary Hall, and his strength had reached the level of an eighth-level mystic.
Mu Dong's opponent was another short boy. With his special physique and strange methods, Mu Dong also won the victory with difficulty. Although he did not suffer any injuries, his profound energy was extremely consumed.
Mu Dong was fighting against the seed team of the Mercenary Hall, and they were also eight-level mystical practitioners.
The two young men, who are only about fifteen years old, already possess the strength of eighth-level mystic practitioners. This talent is only available to a handful of people in the entire Xuanling Continent.
And these two seed players also reflect the strong strength of Mu Dong and Tang Feng. Facing the eighth-level mystic who can perform ninth-level mystical skills, the two still won. This alone is enough for the two to stand at the seventh level.
The top among the mystical practitioners.
The third battle is over, and now there are only four contestants left, three seventh-level mystics and one eighth-level mystic.
Tang Feng, Lin Yucai, Mu Dong, Cang Hao.
These four people are the top four in this hunting competition. Countless people present will remember these four names in their hearts, and one of these four people will become the champion of this hunting competition.
Four middle-aged men appeared next to the four people in Qimulin, and each middle-aged man put an arm on one of them.
Qimulin suddenly felt that the mysterious energy in his body was recovering at an extremely terrifying speed, without any operation at all. The mysterious energy of thunder and water attributes continued to enter the Dantian.
The reason for this is very simple, that is, the middle-aged man who helped Qi Mulin recover his profound energy also possesses water-attribute and thunder-attribute profound energy. Only in this way can he recover at such a speed.
"If I had known that someone would help restore my profound energy, I wouldn't have had to be so entangled with Cheng Dao just now." Qi Mulin muttered in his heart.
Half a stick of incense.
In just half a stick of incense, the profound energy of the four people in Qi Mulin has reached its peak state, and Qi Mulin can also feel that his own aura seems to be much more stable, without the unstable feeling that just broke through to the seventh level of profound practitioners.
This is the benefit of fighting.
As the recovery of the four contestants was completed, four light groups floated. Seeing this, Hamu Lin and others also understood that Cang Hao should take one of them down first.
Tang Feng and Mu Dong followed closely, and also obtained the light ball one after another. Only Qi Mulin did not make any move. Since there were already three people to choose from, he was the only one left with the light ball.
"Soup is crazy white."
"Cang Hao white."
"Mu Dong black."
"Lin Yu is black."
The four middle-aged men read out the color of the wooden cards in each person's hands. The referee nodded and announced loudly.
"The fourth round, Tang Feng vs. Cang Hao."
When the voice fell, Tang Feng and Cang Hao had already arrived on the ring. At this moment, the two attracted the attention of countless people. Even the third brother who had kept his eyes closed opened his eyes.
"You are very strong. I didn't expect that I would say this to a profound practitioner who is one level lower than me, but it is true." Cang Hao showed a smile and spoke slowly.
"You are also very strong. When I was a sixth-level profound practitioner, I had the strength to deal with an eighth-level profound practitioner. Now that I am a seventh-level profound practitioner, I am strong enough to compete head-on with an eighth-level profound practitioner. This is indeed the case, and
I still won, but facing you, I'm not sure I can beat you." Tang Feng said.
"I'm not sure either!"
Both of them were looking at each other, their strong fighting spirit reaching its peak even before the fight, and their eyes flashed with excitement.
He didn't take action immediately, and no mysterious energy emerged.
Tang Feng held the blood-red gun in his hand and stood upright. Although he was only less than eleven years old and his strength was only a seventh-level profound practitioner, Tang Feng at this moment gave Cang Hao the feeling of being a master of the same level.
This kind of feeling only appeared when the clan faced those opponents who were more evil than themselves. Even when they fought against the people of Hades Palace that day, they didn't feel this way.
Cang Hao's clothes had long been torn, and there were still blood stains on his body. He did not deliberately emit the aura of his eighth-level mystic, but Tang Feng knew that this opponent would be his strongest opponent since he became a mystic.
One is a talented young man who has received a divine inheritance, possessing speed and attack power beyond his level, and the other is a disciple of a super power who has gone out to experience, and has the ability to fly. The two top geniuses will create sparks in the next moment.
We are both geniuses, and both have the confidence to win. No matter how strong the opponent is, I will still fight, and even if I lose, I will have a clear conscience.