【Volume 1】The First Awakening of the Dragon Soul Chapter 21 The Waltz of the Sword [Update!]

"Give up struggling, you've lost. ”

It was the RED team's healer, the commander-in-chief of the entire tactical process.

"It's boring, crushing. The Berserker of the RED team spread his hands, "Hurry home and wash and sleep." ”

"This Mo Xing isn't very powerful. The heavy rider of the RED team smiled, "There are still people in the audience cheering him on." ”

"Hehe, I've been held up to the sky. The RED archers sneered, "It's a pity that we haven't lost yet. ”

The gunsmith of the RED team did not speak, and he saw someone coming out of the smoke with two swords in his hands.

"There are so many people in the audience cheering for him?" the referee raised a small horn, and was about to announce the end of the game, when he was shocked by the sound outside the field.

"Referee, don't announce it yet, the situation has changed. Teacher Apocalypse frowned, looking at the shining blue light in the ring.

"It's finally here. Teacher Long Lian also smiled.

"You NC fans, your Mo Xing has already lost, and you still shout a hammer!" Several people in the audience shouted at the fans holding fluorescent plates.

"You know a fart!Mo Xing is the light of hope for everyone, he won't give up easily!" The fans obviously won't give in, and they all slammed back.

"Stop arguing, guys! Look at the big screen!" shouted another row.

"It's Mo Xing! He stood up!"

"Oh no! Go back and defend!"

The gunsmith yelled, and as soon as the others came to their senses, two blue lights flashed across them.

Mo Xing flashed in front of the archer with his twin swords in his hands, and the archer hurriedly retreated to open the distance, but was slapped out of the ring by a strange force.

"What's going on?" everyone wondered.

"Plan A! Wrap Mo Xing!" the therapist commanded again, and the other three gathered around.

A trace of blue-purple light flashed in Mo Xing's eyes, he raised his sword with both hands, and whispered:

"Cold Water Grip!"

The power of the dragon god in his body materialized into a huge water elemental claw, quickly pulling the healer in the distance directly to his side, and the other three were shocked.

"Help me!" the therapist cried.

"As the saying goes, capture the thief first capture the king!" Mo Xing manipulated the giant claws gathered by the water element and threw the healer directly out of the ring!

Mo Xing's brain circuit is very clear, he knows that his current strength is very strong, there is no need to hurt them, he just needs to knock them all out of the ring, according to the rules, it can be regarded as a victory.

"Isn't he an elemental mage, why does he have the skills of a magic swordsman?" yelled the Berserker.

"Don't worry about it for now!" The gunsmith gathered his strength at the muzzle of the cannon and released the "Gathering Light Cannon" at Mo Xing!

Concentrated light cannon, one of the gunner's professional attack skills, gathers high-energy laser beams to attack opponents, although the damage is not high, but it comes with the miraculous effect of "blinding". As long as they hit Mo Xing, the three of them can carry out a fierce siege on him!

Mo Xing smiled, jumped into the air, and spun his twin swords, the air flow around him spun with him.

"Cold Water Spiral Storm!"

The whole person spun and flew past the attack of the "Collector Cannon", and suddenly plummeted in front of the gunner, using the blade to provoke the whole person into the air.

The Collector Cannon is nothing more than a straight line attack, and with a little nimble, it's easy to dodge. The average gunsmith is slow to fire moves and move slowly, and the gap between the moments before and after the skill is released is the best opportunity to counterattack. Mo Xing has seen all this knowledge in books, and now it is more clear in actual combat.

"Steel Shield!"

The Gunsmith gathers gold and unleashes a steel shield that envelops him, enclosing him in a translucent ball of metal.

The gunsmith shouted, "It's now!"

"Strike Back at the Storm!"

The heavily armored knight emerged from behind him, sharp spear and sturdy shield in hand, and the wind elemental swirled around.

Mo Xing smiled, shifted sideways, released the "Cold Water Grip", grabbed the metal ball in mid-air, and threw it at the heavily armed knight behind, and the whole person was knocked out of the ring by the metal ball.

The audience erupted in cheers.

"I'll go!

"The scene was directly reversed!"

"Mo Xing is too cowy!"

"I'm going to turn a fan!"

"It's not a crushing game now, is it?" Mo Xing waved the sword in his hand and smiled slightly.

The berserker on the opposite side knelt down directly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Idol, you're amazing!"

Li Vanilla ran over from the side and cheered like a little sparrow.

"Referee, now it's time to announce the results of the game!" Mr. Tianqi patted the referee on the shoulder.

"Well... Okay, I'll announce it. The referee breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the small trumpet. He has been in charge of the tournament for so many years, and has judged the results of so many games, and it is really the first time that he has successfully turned the tables in a team competition.

"Get up, there's no need to kneel like this. Mo Xing stretched out his hand, "The man has gold under his knees." ”

"Huh. ”

The Berserker smiled, pulled a small bottle full of capsules from his pocket, and twisted the lid open.

"What are you going to do?" Mo Xing frowned.

"I want to win, I want strength, I must stay!" and with that, the berserker swallowed all the capsules in one gulp, and black smoke immediately came out of his body.

"What's going on?" Li Vanilla also realized that something was wrong, and squeezed Mo Xing's clothes tightly.

"Get out of him! he's taken a forbidden drug!"

"I'm going to crush you all!"

The berserker let out a beastly roar, and at the same time, his eyes turned black, and he pounced directly on Mo Xing and Li Vanilla.

"Pillar of Ice!"

A circle of icicles formed around Mo Xing, slamming down the demonized person in front of him, or more precisely, the monster froze. But the icicles began to be dissolved by the black smoke, and the blackened monster pounced again, and Mo Xing hurriedly hugged Li Vanilla and released the "Cold Water • Spiral Storm" to pull away.

The blackened monster wanted to rush over again, but was caught by a magnetic force and confined in place! Mo Xing turned around and found that Teacher Tianqi and Teacher Long Lian had also jumped into the ring to help.

There was also a stir in the audience.

"It's... What's going on?"

"Why is that man smoking?"

"Even the mentor is on stage!"

"What's wrong?"

"Roar!"

The blackened monster roared, a puff of black smoke coming out of its mouth that was not bound by magnetic force.

"Burst of rage!"

The dragon refining teacher who was holding a ruler gathered fire elements around him, and with a wave of his ruler, six cyan flames suddenly burst out, and the black smoke in mid-air was actually ignited, and he also let out a terrifying scream.

"Ion Shield!"

Teacher Apocalypse raised the cannon and fired a beam of ion energy projectiles, which instantly turned into a shield ball composed of ions to trap the burning black smoke.

But Black Smoke clearly didn't want to be subdued, and kept crashing into the ion shield.

"Mo Xing, use your power to hold this black smoke in place!" Long Lian shouted.

"Ah, okay!" Mo Xing let go of Li Vanilla and swung his dual swords to release the "Cold Water Grip" to hold the ion shield ball in place.

The burning black smoke revealed that hideous expression in the ion shield, and let out a terrifying cry:

"My King Karentis—"

At this time, a roaring thunder sounded in the night sky, the black smoke was burned by the cyan flames, and the last words were left before the body was engulfed by the flames:

"-It will come again!"