Chapter 1187
When the other party shows the heritage of the ancient family and uses his own methods at will.
Hai Teng predicted that relying on the previous methods would no longer work. No matter how many magical powers he created, they would be restrained by the opponent.
The Jiang family's information was not concealed, they had already studied him thoroughly.
Hai Teng, a peerless genius who is unique among all, has outstanding talent, strong understanding, and the ability to create his own magical powers. If you want to defeat him, the easiest way is to restrain him from the root of Tao.
Yuanhai Dragon Ball came into being.
This object is placed in the Jiang family. It is also the top Taoist weapon. It can be activated by the magic power of Mahayana to create a forbidden sea area and is an absolute water nemesis.
But the Jiang family never expected that Hai Teng could actually change his ways.
"Confront the darkness within you!"
"I am darkness!"
Hai Teng benefited a lot from the battle with Xue Wuchang. He understood that everything comes from the heart and everything can be transformed.
Ever since his sneak attack on the Golden Crow, the dark side appeared in his heart.
At this moment, he recalled the battle with Xue Wuchang, substituted the situation at that time, and then released the dark side in his heart.
Hai Teng turned into a dark dragon and faced the darkness!
Hai Teng is worthy of the name of a genius, and there is darkness in his heart. He can directly use it, combine it with the insights from the battle of Xue Wuchang, and turn it into his own way!
It directly reversed the situation of the battle and caused Jiang Cong's carefully prepared Abyssal Dragon Pearl to come to naught!
"Boom!!"
Another strike, the weight of darkness crushed Jiang Cong to the ground, his bones shattered, and his robe collapsed.
Jiang Cong's face was livid, and he sacrificed something again, a big umbrella hanging above his head, all the shadows were ejected away, this is the most powerful defensive weapon, the Eight Winds Fudo Umbrella!
"Heizi breaks out!"
Hai Teng flicked his finger, and all the sunspots were shot away. Yu Jiang Cong's body exploded, forming black holes that swallowed up space. Even the Eight Winds Fudo Umbrella shook violently and was about to be torn apart by space.
There was an uproar outside.
Haiteng seems to be making a comeback.
Jiang Cong was holding the Eight Winds Fudo Umbrella, anxious and his face was gloomy to the extreme.
"I still have a trump card that I can't use. It's for dealing with King Xiaopeng. Should I use it on Hai Teng?" Jiang Cong's eyes flickered, his face uncertain.
In addition to inheriting the Jiang family's wealth, the Jiang family can also go out to find opportunities on their own and blaze a new path.
For example, Jiang Yuheng practices kendo!
He, Jiang Cong, also has his own way. It was not brought to him by the Jiang family, but something he realized in the outside world and carried forward.
That was a top-secret killing move used to deal with King Xiaopeng, but using it here is really a waste!
Even if he wins against Hai Teng, what's the point of losing two games in a row?
"Hai Teng, I admit that I underestimated you. How about a draw between you and me?" Jiang Cong shouted quickly, "The Eight Winds Unmovable Umbrella is the ultimate defensive weapon of the Jiang family. It can also resist the attacks of the powerful kings, but you can't break it. of!"
Hai Teng's expression didn't change as he shot out another round of sunspots, exploding at the edge of the umbrella, forming a black force field that swallowed up the space and slowly ate into the umbrella.
"Haiteng!" Jiang Cong roared again, "If you try your best now, what will happen to you in the subsequent battles? Do you think you can win over King Xiaopeng and Ji Xuan?"
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The battle in Area B has been reversed.
On the other side, the battle in Area A.
Lin Buqi's years of sword skills cut off the Blood God Son's sea of blood to dryness. Then, he made another flash of brilliance, condensing the artistic conception of a lifetime, turning into a long river of time, falling on the head of the Blood God Son, trying to cut off his life span.
"The Demonic Fist of Confusion!"
The Blood God Son raised his hand and punched, directly breaking the river of time and hitting Lin Buqi.
"Pfft!"
Lin Buqi spurted blood and almost couldn't hold the hatchet in his hand, and he retreated hundreds of feet.
A golden "swastika" appeared between his eyebrows, and the malicious magic fist was directly broken by the Buddha's light. He struck three times in succession at different positions, locking the three routes of the Blood God Son.
"Delay the sword technique!"
Lin Buqi's killing move reappeared, dancing like a violent storm, striking everywhere on the high platform, but the light of the sword did not fall.
This knife is called delay! As the name suggests, the time has not come yet, just because the time has not come yet!
As long as the opponent enters the range of the sword light, the delayed sword skills will all fall down and tear the opponent into pieces.
"Nice magical power!"
The Blood God Son saw through the secret of this move at a glance. He made a secret with his palms, and a crazy demonic intention eroded away again, directly acting on Lin Buqi's body. The delayed sword intention instantly caused chaos, and it hit various places on the high platform indiscriminately. collapse.
Lin Buqi's unique move would be a dead end for anyone who tried to use it, but the Blood God Son could find a turning point in a certain death situation.
Outsiders could not see the mystery, but Xu Hei was fascinated by it.
"If I face this move, how should I deal with it?" Xu Hei was stunned and lost in thought.
As a bystander, he knows his opponent's magical powers in advance and can come up with countermeasures in advance, which will be of great help in the subsequent battle.
On the other side, the fight between Hai Teng and Jiang Cong finally came to an end.
As soon as Jiang Cong's Eight Winds Fudo Umbrella was released, he was almost invincible. Hai Teng's repeated attacks were hindered. The dark energy was almost exhausted and he was unable to break through the opponent's turtle shell.
In addition, Jiang Cong's physical body was indestructible. Even if he broke through the defense of Bao Umbrella a few times, he could not hurt his opponent.
This battle ended in a draw.
Both of them were exhausted.
"What a pity. The dark Dao Yuan I just transformed is not sufficient. I was injured too much before. It will be disadvantageous for me to delay it any longer. This is the only way."
Haiteng thought about it and couldn't find a way out.
The two have too different backgrounds. Jiang Cong has the Dao tools provided by the Jiang family, and he has made plans in advance. Hai Teng is doomed no matter how he looks at it.
It was a miracle that they could fight to a draw in the end.
Now, everyone looked at Hai Teng differently. They thought he was a bottom-ranked guy, but they didn't expect him to be able to turn the tables and beat Jiang Cong to the point where he could only defend.
In the minds of most people, Hai Teng is already stronger than Jiang Cong. After all, Hai Teng doesn't have the support of the ancient family behind him.
If the conditions of both sides were changed, Jiang Cong would die without knowing how.
The battle in Area A is also over.
After all, Lin Buhui was one step behind. In the crazy attack of the Blood God, he fell into an irreversible defeat.
"Puff!"
Lin Buhui flew out of the arena, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Even after the battle, there was still a strong disintegration energy in his body, causing chaos everywhere.
He put his hands together and used the Buddha's Heart Sutra to suppress the disintegration energy in his body.
It's hard to win even if you try your best! And you're still so seriously injured!
It's conceivable that Lin Buhui's next two battles will only be bad luck.
"The second game begins."
"Area A, Xu Hei vs. Jiang Niu."
"Area B, Ji Xuan vs. Xiao Peng Wang."
Peng Huang didn't give them time to savor it, and directly arranged the next battle.
