Chapter 134 Semifinals
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Zuo Jia Qi Dian
Five soul rings surrounded Na'er, and the silver dragon gun was obtained.
Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath and was possessed by the wind demon wolf. The first soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and his figure moved quickly. Twelve wind blades swept towards Na'er from all directions.
Na'er didn't wave the gun, but moved her body back and forth leisurely a few times, and the eleven wind blades were easily dodged. The last wind blade raised her hand to catch it with the gun shaft, as if she wanted to see the wind. Xiaotian Wind Blade's attack power, but the wind blade was dispersed before Na'er could even take a step back.
Seeing that the wind blade array did not take effect, Feng Xiaotian frowned, the second and third soul rings on his body lit up at the same time, and the two soul skills of Demonic Wolf Possession and Gale Wind Wings were activated.
The cyan wings spread out, and Feng Xiaotian suddenly flew into the extreme altitude of 50 meters.
"The Gale Demonic Wolf, 36 consecutive slashes."
Knowing how powerful Na'er was, Feng Xiaotian directly used his strongest combat power.
In mid-air, Feng Xiaotian kept spending a lot of soul power to move at high speed and superimpose soul skills in order to prevent Na'er from interrupting.
Na'er below had no intention of interrupting. Instead of using the power of space, she just fired several water guns into the sky. Each time, she predicted Feng Xiaotian's next move. Each time, the water gun was far away from Feng Xiaotian. Just a few centimeters.
After a few times, Feng Xiaotian understood Na'er's behavior no matter how stupid he was.
He said angrily: "You want to take my 36 cuts by force, as you wish."
When the number 20 consecutive cuts were superimposed, Feng Xiaotian flapped his wings and suddenly swooped down, carrying a strong sharp energy, and launched an attack on Na'er.
clang!
The gale's wings collided fiercely with the silver dragon gun, causing sparks to rub in the air.
clang clang...
Feng Xiaotian's figure in the air became faster and faster, and his attacks became more and more fierce.
Everyone's eyes were focused together, watching this battle that surpassed the soul king level.
In previous soul master competitions, as long as that team had a soul king, it was almost certain that that team would win the championship. But now that there was a fight at the soul emperor level, how could they not be interested.
Tang San's head-on attack by Feng Xiaotian's Gale Wind Demon Wolf 36 times failed, but he couldn't do it on the fourth hit. Na'er's head-on attack by No. 30 was done with ease.
No. 30 Five cuts, Na'er was shaken by Feng Xiaotian's figure, and there was a friction sound between her feet and the ground.
No. 30 After five cuts, Feng Xiaotian flew into the air 50 meters above Na'er's head, and the fourth soul ring on his body lit up.
"The fourth soul skill, Demonic Wolf Storm!"
A giant two-headed wolf that was condensed from a hurricane and more than five meters long sprang out.
"Holy Girl, this is the strongest attack that I, Feng Xiaotian, can unleash. Take it!"
Feng Xiaotian's figure rotated at high speed in the air, and with the strong wind pressure generated by the demon wolf storm, it swept toward Na'er. This move was so powerful that the audience in the front row of the spirit fighting arena felt a hurricane cutting their cheeks. .
Na'er also became a little serious, "In that case, I will also use all my strength, the elemental domain, the fifth soul skill, the spear-piercing cloud strike."
Tang Hao: With its own domain, is that martial spirit a super martial spirit?
With the blessing of the elemental domain, Na'er's fifth soul skill shot out a three-meter-long golden spear. Wuyu collided with Feng Xiaotian's full blow with overwhelming force.
With this blow, everyone in the stands stood up, and even the faces of a few people in the VIP seats became serious. Regardless of the result, this thrilling game has been remembered in everyone's hearts.
boom!
A small mushroom cloud generated by soul power rose up, and the shock wave caused by the violent soul power collision forced the competition players from the colleges closest to the venue to use their soul power to resist. Even their feet could resist the Soul Emperor's attack. Several cracks also appeared on the surface of the fighting spirit field.
When the dust settled, Na'er's figure was still standing there like a javelin on the competition field, her silver hair fluttering in the wind, and her figure standing proudly.
Feng Xiaotian's soul power was exhausted and he fell on the ring. His body was covered with scars, and his right arm had a big gash, and blood flowed out.
He's still breathing.
Na'er's blow was aimed at Feng Xiaotian's arm, thus saving Feng Xiaotian's life.
Then several medical staff carried Feng Xiaotian away on a stretcher.
The host then announced the victory of Wuhun Palace.
"What a pity." Lingyuan Douluo murmured at the VIP table, "With such an injury, the little guy named Feng Xiaotian may not be able to participate in the afternoon game."
Ning Fengzhi also spoke, "It is inevitable that there will be damage in the competition. Feng Xiaotian has proven himself. What he did perfectly demonstrated the original intention of the competition and showed himself."
Although Ning Fengzhi said this with a calm face, there was always a smile deep in his eyes.
In the afternoon game, Shenfeng Academy and Shrek Academy came to the spirit fighting arena. Since Feng Xiaotian was injured on his right arm and could not participate in the game, Shenfeng Academy could only send a level 39 soul master to the field.
On the field, Shrek had a smile on his face, as if he was a villain. Ma Hongjun said cowardly, "Huo Wu, with Feng Xiaotian, you can still be called our opponents, but without Feng Xiaotian, What can you do to compete with us?"
Although Ma Hongjun broke through to level 44 and was only one level behind Huo Wu, Huo Wu still looked down on him.
Huo Wu said in relief, "Yes, but so what?"
"In the individual competition, facing the Wuhundian team, even though our Kamikaze Academy knew we would lose, we still did not escape. On the contrary, you ran away faster than a rabbit and were timid before fighting. Even if you are stronger than us, from the root of He is no longer worthy of being our opponent.”
"you...."
Why is this sentence so similar to our mocking of the Tiandou Royal Academy team?
Tang San said: "Fat man, don't listen to his nonsense, this is our tactic."
Looking at Tang San, Huo Wu said with disdain: "What tactics? As a soul master, you should not be afraid of any challenge. Even if you know you will lose, you will face it as always. Tang San, you are as good as Yu Xiaogang." This guy’s disciple, his behavior is really similar to his.”
"Huo Wu, you..." Tang San, who had originally calmed Fatty down, immediately became angry when he heard this, and was woken up by other teammates.
The host knew he was about to say, "The game begins."
Without Feng Xiaotian, Shenfeng Academy was naturally no match for Shrek Academy. It was easily defeated by Shrek Academy in just a few minutes. The worst among them was Huo Wu, who was smashed away by Tang San with the Clear Sky Hammer. When he went out, he vomited blood and his body almost fell apart.
After a few words from the host, Shrek entered the finals.
At night, everyone in Shrek gathered together in the hotel and took Tang San's longzhi leaves to restore their strength.
Ning Fengzhi was also encouraging them, "Xiaosan, according to the conversation between the Saint of Wuhun Palace and Feng Xiaotian, the Saint of Wuhun Palace will definitely appear tomorrow. You must cheer up."
"Don't worry, Uncle Ning, victory must be ours, I will make that guy pay the price."
Tang San's eyes flashed with cold light.
Ning Fengzhi asked doubtfully: "Do you know him and have a grudge against him?"
Then Tang San told the story about Bibi Han coming to Shrek Academy under the pseudonym Gu Xuehan to bully his teacher.
Ning Rongrong also spoke, with an angry look on her face, saying how much the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace looked down on her and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
Although Ning Fengzhi didn't understand why the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace went to Shrek and was still not confused about Tang San taking action, he still comforted Ning Rongrong with an angry look on his face.
Only Zhu Zhuqing on the side had a solemn expression. She was the only one who knew that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace came to Shrek for Tang San, but she couldn't guess why. What relationship did the powerful and unparalleled handsome Bibi Han have with Tang San? Blue Silver Grass, there are still too few clues.
After that, Shrek's hands were stacked together again.
"Shrek, we must win."
Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath and was possessed by the wind demon wolf. The first soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and his figure moved quickly. Twelve wind blades swept towards Na'er from all directions.
Na'er didn't wave the gun, but moved her body back and forth leisurely a few times, and the eleven wind blades were easily dodged. The last wind blade raised her hand to catch it with the gun shaft, as if she wanted to see the wind. Xiaotian Wind Blade's attack power, but the wind blade was dispersed before Na'er could even take a step back.
Seeing that the wind blade array did not take effect, Feng Xiaotian frowned, the second and third soul rings on his body lit up at the same time, and the two soul skills of Demonic Wolf Possession and Gale Wind Wings were activated.
The cyan wings spread out, and Feng Xiaotian suddenly flew into the extreme altitude of 50 meters.
"The Gale Demonic Wolf, 36 consecutive slashes."
Knowing how powerful Na'er was, Feng Xiaotian directly used his strongest combat power.
In mid-air, Feng Xiaotian kept spending a lot of soul power to move at high speed and superimpose soul skills in order to prevent Na'er from interrupting.
Na'er below had no intention of interrupting. Instead of using the power of space, she just fired several water guns into the sky. Each time, she predicted Feng Xiaotian's next move. Each time, the water gun was far away from Feng Xiaotian. Just a few centimeters.
After a few times, Feng Xiaotian understood Na'er's behavior no matter how stupid he was.
He said angrily: "You want to take my 36 cuts by force, as you wish."
When the number 20 consecutive cuts were superimposed, Feng Xiaotian flapped his wings and suddenly swooped down, carrying a strong sharp energy, and launched an attack on Na'er.
clang!
The gale's wings collided fiercely with the silver dragon gun, causing sparks to rub in the air.
clang clang...
Feng Xiaotian's figure in the air became faster and faster, and his attacks became more and more fierce.
Everyone's eyes were focused together, watching this battle that surpassed the soul king level.
In previous soul master competitions, as long as that team had a soul king, it was almost certain that that team would win the championship. But now that there was a fight at the soul emperor level, how could they not be interested.
Tang San's head-on attack by Feng Xiaotian's Gale Wind Demon Wolf 36 times failed, but he couldn't do it on the fourth hit. Na'er's head-on attack by No. 30 was done with ease.
No. 30 Five cuts, Na'er was shaken by Feng Xiaotian's figure, and there was a friction sound between her feet and the ground.
No. 30 After five cuts, Feng Xiaotian flew into the air 50 meters above Na'er's head, and the fourth soul ring on his body lit up.
"The fourth soul skill, Demonic Wolf Storm!"
A giant two-headed wolf that was condensed from a hurricane and more than five meters long sprang out.
"Holy Girl, this is the strongest attack that I, Feng Xiaotian, can unleash. Take it!"
Feng Xiaotian's figure rotated at high speed in the air, and with the strong wind pressure generated by the demon wolf storm, it swept toward Na'er. This move was so powerful that the audience in the front row of the spirit fighting arena felt a hurricane cutting their cheeks. .
Na'er also became a little serious, "In that case, I will also use all my strength, the elemental domain, the fifth soul skill, the spear-piercing cloud strike."
Tang Hao: With its own domain, is that martial spirit a super martial spirit?
With the blessing of the elemental domain, Na'er's fifth soul skill shot out a three-meter-long golden spear. Wuyu collided with Feng Xiaotian's full blow with overwhelming force.
With this blow, everyone in the stands stood up, and even the faces of a few people in the VIP seats became serious. Regardless of the result, this thrilling game has been remembered in everyone's hearts.
boom!
A small mushroom cloud generated by soul power rose up, and the shock wave caused by the violent soul power collision forced the competition players from the colleges closest to the venue to use their soul power to resist. Even their feet could resist the Soul Emperor's attack. Several cracks also appeared on the surface of the fighting spirit field.
When the dust settled, Na'er's figure was still standing there like a javelin on the competition field, her silver hair fluttering in the wind, and her figure standing proudly.
Feng Xiaotian's soul power was exhausted and he fell on the ring. His body was covered with scars, and his right arm had a big gash, and blood flowed out.
He's still breathing.
Na'er's blow was aimed at Feng Xiaotian's arm, thus saving Feng Xiaotian's life.
Then several medical staff carried Feng Xiaotian away on a stretcher.
The host then announced the victory of Wuhun Palace.
"What a pity." Lingyuan Douluo murmured at the VIP table, "With such an injury, the little guy named Feng Xiaotian may not be able to participate in the afternoon game."
Ning Fengzhi also spoke, "It is inevitable that there will be damage in the competition. Feng Xiaotian has proven himself. What he did perfectly demonstrated the original intention of the competition and showed himself."
Although Ning Fengzhi said this with a calm face, there was always a smile deep in his eyes.
In the afternoon game, Shenfeng Academy and Shrek Academy came to the spirit fighting arena. Since Feng Xiaotian was injured on his right arm and could not participate in the game, Shenfeng Academy could only send a level 39 soul master to the field.
On the field, Shrek had a smile on his face, as if he was a villain. Ma Hongjun said cowardly, "Huo Wu, with Feng Xiaotian, you can still be called our opponents, but without Feng Xiaotian, What can you do to compete with us?"
Although Ma Hongjun broke through to level 44 and was only one level behind Huo Wu, Huo Wu still looked down on him.
Huo Wu said in relief, "Yes, but so what?"
"In the individual competition, facing the Wuhundian team, even though our Kamikaze Academy knew we would lose, we still did not escape. On the contrary, you ran away faster than a rabbit and were timid before fighting. Even if you are stronger than us, from the root of He is no longer worthy of being our opponent.”
"you...."
Why is this sentence so similar to our mocking of the Tiandou Royal Academy team?
Tang San said: "Fat man, don't listen to his nonsense, this is our tactic."
Looking at Tang San, Huo Wu said with disdain: "What tactics? As a soul master, you should not be afraid of any challenge. Even if you know you will lose, you will face it as always. Tang San, you are as good as Yu Xiaogang." This guy’s disciple, his behavior is really similar to his.”
"Huo Wu, you..." Tang San, who had originally calmed Fatty down, immediately became angry when he heard this, and was woken up by other teammates.
The host knew he was about to say, "The game begins."
Without Feng Xiaotian, Shenfeng Academy was naturally no match for Shrek Academy. It was easily defeated by Shrek Academy in just a few minutes. The worst among them was Huo Wu, who was smashed away by Tang San with the Clear Sky Hammer. When he went out, he vomited blood and his body almost fell apart.
After a few words from the host, Shrek entered the finals.
At night, everyone in Shrek gathered together in the hotel and took Tang San's longzhi leaves to restore their strength.
Ning Fengzhi was also encouraging them, "Xiaosan, according to the conversation between the Saint of Wuhun Palace and Feng Xiaotian, the Saint of Wuhun Palace will definitely appear tomorrow. You must cheer up."
"Don't worry, Uncle Ning, victory must be ours, I will make that guy pay the price."
Tang San's eyes flashed with cold light.
Ning Fengzhi asked doubtfully: "Do you know him and have a grudge against him?"
Then Tang San told the story about Bibi Han coming to Shrek Academy under the pseudonym Gu Xuehan to bully his teacher.
Ning Rongrong also spoke, with an angry look on her face, saying how much the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace looked down on her and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
Although Ning Fengzhi didn't understand why the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace went to Shrek and was still not confused about Tang San taking action, he still comforted Ning Rongrong with an angry look on his face.
Only Zhu Zhuqing on the side had a solemn expression. She was the only one who knew that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace came to Shrek for Tang San, but she couldn't guess why. What relationship did the powerful and unparalleled handsome Bibi Han have with Tang San? Blue Silver Grass, there are still too few clues.
After that, Shrek's hands were stacked together again.
"Shrek, we must win."
