Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety Third: Admit Defeat

The contestant named Gao Wei is a disciple of a big sect in the state of Jin. Although the sect is not among the top ten sects, it has a solid background and has more than ten spiritual veins.

There is no shortage of resources in the category, and the talent is also considered outstanding, and in the Jin country with abundant aura, the ones who have been relatively easy along the way have fallen to the top 100.

But when he heard that his opponent in this round was Sima Lingxuan, the expression on Gao Wei's face became extremely depressed, and he walked to the Fenglei Terrace very reluctantly.

When fighting against the children of other aristocratic families, even if Gao Wei loses, he will choose to win or lose in one round, to see if he can learn some martial arts from it. But facing Sima Lingxuan, he had no choice but to admit defeat, because the opponent's strong self-confidence had completely integrated with his own strength and aura.

Look closely at him, and those who don't have strong thoughts will automatically be shorter. Under such circumstances, half of one's own strength can't be exerted, and it is simply a joke to talk about fighting against him.

"I surrender!"

As everyone expected, Sima Lingxuan's thirteenth opponent chose to admit defeat just like the previous ones, and he didn't even have the courage to fight.

Following Gao Wei's voice of admitting defeat, on the jade pendant around his waist, a golden dragon's aura shot into Sima Lingxuan's jade pendant with a whoosh.

Click!

The sound of the jade pendant being broken came, and a dazzling golden light flickered. An eight-foot-long five-clawed golden dragon circled around Sima Lingxuan's head with its teeth and claws open, and then soared wantonly into the air.

The eight-foot-long golden dragon immediately compares with Bai Qi's six-foot-long golden dragon. Among the many four-to-five-foot-long golden dragons, it stands out from the crowd and dominates.

"Sima Lingxuan is Sima Lingxuan, no wonder he is so powerful, with such strong luck, no one can match him."

"He is two feet taller than Bai Qi, which is an overwhelming advantage. Although luck does not represent personal strength, it is also a factor to measure."

"Hehe, it's just the beginning now. Only after the ranking battle is over can we determine his future luck."

"That's true. I don't know if Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon can reach nine feet, the nine-figure extreme, and become the real nine-five king."

The golden dragon breaking the jade, the golden dragon that represented Sima Lingxuan's luck, shocked the audience as soon as it appeared, and shocked people's hearts.

Xiao Chen saw Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon,

There was also a look of surprise in his eyes, and he thought in his heart that he didn't know how much luck he had.

But thinking about it, he should not be as tall as Sima Lingxuan, at most at the same level as Wang Quan and others, and even worse than Bai Qi.

After all, he has only been in this world for a very short time. If he hadn't reached the eighth floor in the Ancient Tower, he might be a little worse than Wang Quan and other people who won the Dragon Vein Luck in the last Five Kingdoms Tournament.

But he didn't worry too much, this was just the beginning, as long as he kept winning, his luck would increase step by step, while the opponent's luck would decrease accordingly.

Take the house, take the luck of others to strengthen your body, the strong will become stronger, and the weak will become weaker.

Chu Chaoyun looked at the luck above Sima Lingxuan's head, and an inconceivable excitement flashed in his eyes, and he murmured in his heart that the luck on Fenglei Terrace was really strong.

It is a bit stronger than the luck of my survivors of the Tianwu Dynasty, but after this competition, your luck has come to an end.

As the thirteenth round of the competition progressed in an orderly manner, the top players in the previous Five Nations Tournament and the players who had won 13 games in a row had their jade pendants shattered one by one and turned into golden dragons soaring in the air.

"The next battle, Nangong Ziyue will face Li Tianhua!"

Nangong Ziyue was ranked eighth in the previous contest, Li Tianhua was the son of the Li family from the eight great families, and he was ranked fifth in the previous contest.

In the thirteenth round of the competition, the Fenglei Stage finally ushered in a strong battle. The children of the eight aristocratic families fought together on the stage, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The weapon in Li Tianhua's hand is a long spear. He is good at the martial art of Panlong marksmanship. He is famous for being ferocious and domineering. It is a top-notch high-level martial skill.

Beaulieu, like the twisted dragon, horned dragon, earth dragon, and fire dragon, is a high-level spirit beast that contains the blood of the dragon.

Panlong is one of the more noble ones. It contains a large amount of real dragon blood in its body. It has lost the ability to soar to the nine heavens and lies dormant on the ground all year round.

But the energy it pumps out on the earth is not much inferior to that of a real dragon. It is easy to break mountains and crack the ground, and it is called a real dragon on the ground.

Xiao Chen had seen Li Tianhua make a move, and the two of them probably guessed the outcome of the match as soon as they appeared on the stage. Nangong Ziyue is not Li Tianhua's opponent, Li Tianhua's artistic conception happens to be the nemesis of the mountain and river artistic conception.

In the case of almost the same cultivation level, the artistic conception is incompatible, and if you want to win, you can only win with skill.

The development on stage was similar to Xiao Chen's expectation.

Li Tianhua holds a spear in his hand, taking the momentum of a dragon, and the body of the gun dances like a dragon soaring up and down, with a mighty momentum. On the ground, against Shangnangong Ziyue's Immortal Mountain and River Fist, he can always overwhelm the front line.

From time to time, high mountains are blasted into pieces by spears, and the waves of rivers are blasted into the sky.

Responding to Nangong Ziyue's boxing skills, the power is much inferior, and there is always a lack of domineering in the momentum.

Nangong Ziyue frowned pretty, trying to make amends, no longer fighting recklessly with Li Tianhua, she wanted to win with skill.

But it was already too late, the general situation was gone, the opportunity was lost, the rhythm of the court had been controlled by Li Tianhua, and he could not change it.

In the end, Nangong Ziyue had no choice but to put all her eggs in one basket. With a broken artistic conception, she threw out both fists and displayed Immortal Mountains and Rivers, wanting to determine the outcome with one move.

Double Dragon Playing Pearl!

Li Tianhua smiled slightly, he had the chance to win, and he used his skill in Panlong marksmanship. The tip of the gun swayed, and two beams of gun light were swung out, turning into two ferocious dragons, and met Nangong Ziyue's fists.

While Panlong roared, the incomplete artistic conception of mountains and rivers shattered, Nangong Ziyue stepped back ten steps, just waiting to admit defeat helplessly.

A flash of golden light captured Nangong Ziyue's luck. Li Tianhua's golden dragon also came out of the jade.

"Fifty match, Xiao Chen vs. Bai Zhan!"

In the last match of the thirteenth round, and also the last match of the day, it was finally Xiao Chen's turn to play, and the opponent was an old "acquaintance".

Looking at Bai Zhan walking towards the stage, the murderous intent in Xiao Chen's eyes flashed, and he walked up to the competition stage with heavy steps.

Bai Zhan had complicated emotions in his heart. He thought that after the ice and fire were compatible, he could completely defeat Xiao Chen's shame. Who knew that Xiao Chen's progress was even greater than his, and even Gongyang Yu was defeated by him.

Gongyang Yu's strength is more than a notch stronger than him, but he has to admit the fact that Xiao Chen's current strength is stronger than Bai Zhan's, and he is more than one or two layers stronger.

But after seeing Xiao Chen on the stage, the unwillingness in Bai Zhan's eyes immediately disappeared, and he said with a smile, "Congratulations to you Xiao Chen, you have won consecutive victories so far, and you have not lost a game. It seems that you must be one of the top ten places. "

Keeping silent, Xiao Chen's heart was brewing with murderous intent, like a real crystal vitality, wandering around in the body, all kinds of killing moves can be launched at any time in an instant.

The smile on Bai Zhan's face grew stronger, and he continued: "Unfortunately, no matter how strong you are, you can't protect your friends. In a hundred battles, your friends Jin Dabao, Xiaobai, Murong Chong, Ding Fengchou, and Chu Mu will meet me."

"Their fate will be as miserable as Zuo Mo's. It's all because of you. Because of you, Xiao Chen, they will have such a fate. Because you offended me, none of them will have a good fate."

If he couldn't hurt himself, he would vent his anger on the other party's friend. Bai Zhan didn't care about his genius status at all, so he was as good as a scumbag.

Xiao Chen's murderous intent was overwhelming, and he said coldly, "Have you finished?"

Seeing Xiao Chen getting angry, the smile on Bai Zhan's face became more and more crazy, "Hahahaha, why, you want to hit me when you are angry, but unfortunately you can't do it. You can only watch your friends being tortured by me one by one. I tortured, I think... ah!"

I conceded, but I didn't say the last word, Bai Zhan screamed, but failed to concede.

It was Xiao Chen who moved. The moment he spoke, the technique of thunder escape was used instantly, a flash of thunder flashed, and the whole person came to Bai Zhan.

With all the energy in his body boiling, he directly punched Bai Zhan's chest with a Kuanglong fist, swallowing the last word in his stomach. ()