Under the ring, there was a lot of voice. The supporters of both sides of the game were chanting their names and cheering for them in unison.

In the entire Cloud City, there are more women than men, and the ratio is seriously out of balance, and it has reached the level of seven to one. It stands to reason that the supporters of both sides should be mostly of the opposite sex, so Wu Xiaomin, as a woman, will naturally not have as many fans as Fengxue Shuang.

In fact, the competition has come to today's finals, and it no longer matters whether there are more or fewer fans, and fans have also gone from the first talk about appearance and figure to today's strength. Therefore, the strength of these two parties is equal, and their respective fans are naturally equal, and no matter which player it is, there are also men and women among the fans, and there is no phenomenon that all men support Wu Xiaomin, and all women support Fengxueshuang.

The referee of this final is the referee of the ground word group, because in the finals, they all have the strength to enter the ground word group competition, and the strength must be in the middle of the stream, not to the bottom.

This point will be the same for the local self-group when the time comes, and when the local group finals are made, the referee is also the referee of the Tianzi group.

Chen Yang, who was in charge of the character group, walked up to the stage, and after he looked at his respective players and made sure that there were no problems, he announced the start of the competition.

When the competition began, a dazzling purple light instantly appeared on the ring, and in front of this purple light, a ball of white light flickered, and gradually, the white light became stronger and stronger, enough to confront the purple light.

After seeing the power released by the two of them, Zhang Zhao, who was sitting in front of the TV, couldn't help but be surprised. It has only been more than 20 days of hard work, whether it is Wu Xiaomin or Fengxueshuang, their strength has improved by several grades.

Wu Xiaomin had already broken through from the eighth level of the original Grandmaster Realm to the tenth level of peak, and he could break through the True God Realm at any time.

This wind, snow and frost is no exception, the first time I saw him, cultivation was the fifth level of the Grandmaster Realm, but today, it has reached the ninth level of peak.

From the point of view of strength level, Fengxue Frost is one level behind Wu Xiaomin, but from the perspective of momentum, Fengxue Shuang still has the meaning of suppressing Wu Xiaomin.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaomin took a step, his hands were wide open, and his slender fingers clenched into fists. In an instant, the purple light was sheng, and all of them converged towards Wu Xiaomin's fists, and finally swung into the sky with one punch, bursting out with a thousand feet of purple light.

At that moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire sky seemed to be pierced by this dazzling purple light, which was really terrifying.

At the same time, his opponent Feng Xueshuang did not back down. The silver-white spear appeared in his hand as soon as he could, and as he continued to spin and wave, the white light became thicker and thicker, and an eighteenth-level wind blew around him. The wind was mixed with ice and snow, blowing a faint pain in people's faces, and what was even more fatal was that some tables, chairs and benches that no one sat on were all overturned by the wind, and even some thin people were blown up by this wind.

Everyone held their breath, this battle can no longer be defined by herringbone alone. Everyone has been watching the game for almost a month, and it seems that only the kind of martial artist who can win three people in a row can do it if he directly releases this kind of large-scale lethality as soon as he comes up.

However, today, the two grandmasters of the herringbone group have done just that.

Zhang Zhao, who saw this scene through the TV, couldn't help frowning, this Wu Xiaomin used a kind of boxing method, which was Wu Xiaotian's self-created boxing method "Xiaotian God Fist" in the epicenter of Wu Xiaotian's name. Its foundation is to use its own true qi as a medium to attract the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to pour into the two fists, so as to fuse with the true qi in the body, expanding the lethality by at least ten times.

Although this kind of boxing method is extremely lethal, it has a drawback, that is, it is also very harmful to the martial artist himself. Just like Zhang Zhao's thunder trick, he led the heavenly thunder into his body, thus doubling his attack strength. But all the martial arts that attract the spirit of heaven and earth are very harmful to the body, and those with bad physique will even be abolished, which is why when cultivating the Thunder Divine Technique, the first five layers did not have any martial arts, but they were just teaching martial artists how to fight and sacrifice to improve their own strength.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao's heart couldn't help but ache faintly.

Wu Xiaotian was already famous in the Central Plains as early as thirty years ago, and he was a super master in the top 30 on the battle list. The self-created Howling Sky Divine Fist shocked everyone, but no one had ever seen this Howling Sky Divine Fist, because those who had seen him were dead.

In Kunlun that day, Wu Xiaotian and Chu Yuhong resolutely stayed to help Zhang Zhao and them escape, that time, maybe the only time Zhang Zhao could see the Xiaotian Divine Fist, but in order to live up to Wu Xiaotian, he still did not stay and watch the last battle.

"Alas......."

A long sigh came from Zhang Zhao's mouth, and his gaze fell on the TV again.

Above the ring, the purple light soared into the sky, and the white light was flourishing. Confronted each other, no one would give in to anyone.

Just when the purple mang spread to the point that it could not be contained, in the purple mang, there was a woman's shocking angry shout.

"Ahh

With a long roar, the purple rays suspended in mid-air instantly collapsed, and they all rushed towards the white light, and at that moment, the entire sky seemed to collapse.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xueshuang, who was just about to attack, frowned, and hurriedly switched from offense to defense, mobilizing all the white light and wind around him to lay a protective true qi in front of his body.

The purple mang was like the sky falling, and this bit of body protection true qi didn't last for three seconds before it was shattered, and then the ten thousand zhang purple mangs rushed towards the wind, snow and frost with an overwhelming momentum.

The latter looked shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped back. The wind, snow and frost retreated again and again, not daring to contend with it, until his back leaned against the stone pillar on the edge of the ring, and there was no way to retreat.

He subconsciously held the spear horizontally in front of him as a counter, and the purple mang quickly rushed to the spear, and the moment it came into contact with the spear, the spear suddenly glowed with a dazzling white light, separating all the purple mangs and bursting out to the surroundings.

Fengxue and Frost were trying their best to fight against Zimang, but everyone could tell that his situation was not easy. The pair of arms that clenched the spears had begun to crack, and a trace of blood flowed out along the crack, and this flooding did not know how long it would take to end.

Just when everyone thought that under this blow, the wind and snow and frost would be defeated, an incredible scene happened.

A transparent layer of ice began to spread from the soles of the feet of the wind, snow and frost, and soon spread to the entire ring, ice spikes grew in many places, and the temperature dropped to the extreme in an instant.

Finally, the purple mangs disappeared. The entire ring has become a world of ice and snow, but Wu Xiaomin's feet are still intact.

When the purple mang disappeared, Feng Xueshuang waved the spear in his hand and stabbed forward, and at the same time roared angrily, "The gun is like a dragon".