Chapter 1265: The Champion Belongs

"Most people would panic in the face of such a raging attack, but Xuanyuan, he has a lot of experience."

Li Ziqi laughed: "You probably don't know, that kid often goes to the Wind King's Seat to challenge the Wind King, the storm of the Lord of Elements is much stronger than Zhan Fan's sharp knife whirlwind."

Zhan Fan couldn't attack for a long time, and was a little impatient.

Although this kind of offensive is violent, it also consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy. Zhan Fan will never be able to fight for a long time, so he gritted his teeth and decided to risk his life to perform a stunt.

Thousand Wolf!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Zhan Fan slashed out with a knife, and the surging spiritual energy would form a wild wolf, howling ferociously, and pounced on Xuanyuan Po.

In a blink of an eye, there was an overwhelming pack of wolves biting.

Xuanyuan Po took a deep breath and raised his silver spear angrily.

Rainstorm Pear Blossom!

puff! puff! puff!

Those wolf heads were all pierced.

Once the wild wolf died, it would be an explosion, transformed into a wave of air, and a sharp wind blade, carrying out a two-stage attack.

Wow!

This exquisite stunt made the famous teachers exclaim.

Just when everyone thought that Xuanyuan Po was about to be chopped into pieces by Ling Chi, the sparks floating around him all exploded.

A single spark started a prairie fire.

boom! boom! boom!

They shredded those wind blades, some fell on Xuanyuan Po's body, but were absorbed by his skin.

However, the explosion produced huge flames and smoke, which obscured the vision of most people. Not many people saw this scene.

Sun Mo noticed, so his brows furrowed.

In the sea of ​​flames, Xuanyuan Po dashed out as if cutting through thorns and waves, stabbed out with a spear, and was swung away by Zhan Fan with a long knife, but followed, his shoulder was pierced by Xuanyuan Po's right arm.

what!

Xuanyuan Po exhaled and raised his voice, lifted Zhan Fan up, and then threw him out of the ring with all his strength.

Unwilling to give up, Zhan Fan threw out his long knife and stabbed it on the ring.

At the end of the long knife, there was a spiritual energy chain wrapped around Zhan Fan's arm, but just as he approached the ring with the chain, Xuanyuan Po's silver spear shot through the shoulder on the other side like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Snapped! Snapped!

Xuanyuan Po took strides and rushed towards Zhan Fan, punching heavily.

"We admit defeat!"

Zhan Fan's personal teacher abstained loudly.

The disciple's shoulders were crippled, even if he returned to the ring, he would not be able to win.

Xuanyuan Po stopped attacking, retrieved the silver sauce, and got off the ring.

Clap clap!

There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience. This battle was really good.

Ordinary people don't understand techniques and tactics, they just watch the excitement.

For example, in various football matches, fans like to watch the two sides play against each other. The team that hides and defends will basically be sprayed.

"Master Sun, congratulations!"

"Ling Gaotu is really amazing,

The title of gun king is well-deserved. "

"The Lord of Champions is none other than him!"

With the name of congratulations, all kinds of powerful people came to Sun Mo's side, trying to get close to him.

Some seniors are not used to these people praising Sun Mo, but after thinking about it carefully, they are not exaggerating.

Among the top four, two are Sun Mo's disciples. With luck, they can win the championship and runner-up.

Sun Mo thanked the guests behind closed doors, and used the rest time to do his best to take care of Jiang Leng and Xuanyuan Po's health.

"You guys have to work hard!"

Li Ziqi is also concerned about all kinds of things, wishing to confess the two of them.

"Isn't it too exaggerated for you to do this?"

Jiang Leng was not used to it.

"We must win and win the championship and runner-up. Our teacher is well-deserved as the number one teacher in Kyushu in terms of teaching and educating people."

Lu Zhiruo was also very excited.

It's useless for a famous teacher to boast that he is good, he must have a direct disciple who has achieved good results.

Two days later, the semifinals began.

In the first game, Jiang Leng played against Zeng Sheng.

Because in the match against Ying Baiwu, Zeng Sheng lost five psychic beasts, and as we all know, more than 70% of the combat power of a psychic depends on whether the battle pet is strong or not.

So this battle, Jiang Leng won with ease.

However, the violence in the game was insufficient, and the excitement was greatly reduced, which disappointed the audience.

"Oye, the tactics are successful!"

Lu Zhiruo and Xian Yuwei cheered and clapped their hands in celebration.

The champion is stable!

Li Ziqi smiled openly.

Jiang Leng retained his strength, and in the other match, even if Yuan Yuan beat Xuanyuan Po, it would be a tragic victory, and he would definitely lose to Junior Brother Jiang who was waiting for work.

In the spectator seats, the famous teachers looked envious, helpless, and desperate.

"It's good to have more apprentices, and you can fight the war of attrition!"

"If the final is a civil war between Sun Mo's disciples, then we will all lose face."

"Be confident and remove the 'if'."

Many seniors wanted to leave the table, but in the end they didn't because they really wanted to watch Xuanyuan play against Yuan Yuan.

The two youths, who were only two years apart in age, rushed towards each other with guns after performing the ceremony politely.

Flood dragons go out to sea, thousands of miles away!

boom!

Under Yuan Yuan's unique skill, the aura on the ring became viscous, making it difficult for people to move. Then, a golden flood dragon suddenly appeared and slammed into Xuanyuan Po head-on.

The momentum of the fighting ghosts continues unabated.

Nine-turn Flame Tornado!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Nine giant dragons, with their teeth and claws open, surged out of nothing with the rotation of the silver spear, besieging and killing Yuan Yuan.

Wow!

No one expected that the two of them performed their stunts as soon as they came up, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

Those spectators who were close to the ring were even more sore by the manic airflow and their hair fluttered.

boom! boom! boom!

The stunt collided, and the aura exploded.

The two people who didn't take advantage of each other got close, and the spears stabbed each other. Every time they collided, there would be sparks splashing.

When the number of sparks exceeded a hundred and the stars scattered on the ring, Xuanyuan Po performed his stunt again.

Deflagration!

Those sparks immediately burned violently, but before they were completely ignited and exploded, they were blown away by a sea-like air current.

"Be careful!"

The famous teachers were in a hurry, and rushed to extinguish them.

Otherwise, these sparks will float into the crowd and kill a large number of people.

The five-star master teacher who served as the referee quickly stepped back and stood on the edge of the ring. There was no way he could be injured in a battle of this level.

As for the game going wrong, he couldn't stop it in time?

please!

This is beyond the control of a famous teacher of his own strength, life and death are up to God!

The two kept blasting their stunts and fighting each other.

defense?

That's what girls do!

The audience was dazzled, but Sun Mo's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Teacher, what's wrong? Is the form not good?"

Lu Zhiruo noticed Sun Mo's expression and was a little worried.

"Xuanyuan is on the top, and we are about to enter a state of forgetting things and me."

Sun Mo was worried.

In the previous matches, Xuanyuan Po was able to maintain his sanity, but now, he should have met the opponent he had never seen in his life, and his fighting spirit and potential had been fully stimulated.

He no longer cared about it, and threw himself into the battle with all his heart.

"Epiphany in battle? Is this a good thing?"

Li Ziqi blinked.

"It's a good thing for anyone, but Xuanyuan..."

Sun Mo turned his head and looked at the high-star master teachers on the referee's bench. As expected, these old guys' expressions changed from excited and admiring to frowning, guessing, and even started whispering.

Big trouble this time!

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