As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent!

Although Wang Tu almost abused Hubble off the field in an instant, no matter how he said that there is only Wang Tu left in the Huaguo team now, and he actually dared to provoke the players on the waiting bench of the American team in this situation, in the eyes of everyone, this behavior is no different from looking for death.

In the silence, Stura, with a bandage on his face, slowly walked onto the playing field.

The U.S. team 4:1 Chinese national team

Team USA, Stura.

Huaguo team, Wang Tu.

Stura looked at the white figure twenty or thirty meters away from him, the bandage on the side of his mouth was broken, and a mouth with sharp teeth emerged from it, and spoke.

"The white-clothed sword immortal, the savior is not so easy to be. ”

After saying that, all the pores of his body actually spewed out purple-black poisonous gas, which dispersed with the air and floated above the head of the king disciple, forming a pitch-black poisonous cloud.

"From the perspective of mana consumption alone, you can't fight five with one!"

"Go down, this is the last piece of advice, don't force me to do it!"

"Once my poison technique is really used, it can't be restrained, and at that time, not only you, but all the Chinese audiences present will be killed by my poison technique!"

And Wang Tu, standing quietly in place, raised his head slightly, watched the poisonous clouds in the sky continue to expand, slowly covering the entire arena, and then smiled indifferently: "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing." ”

"With me, no one in China will be harmed in the slightest. ”

With the red crystal long sword behind him, Wang Tu opened his mouth and said.

"Really?"

Probably thinking that he was being underestimated, Stura's face sank, his hands were folded, and he began to urge the poisonous gas in his body.

"Then you will be left with no bones left in my poison technique!"

After speaking, countless corrosive rays that were a hundred times more terrifying than just dealing with Miao Ya'er erupted from the poisonous cloud of hundreds of square meters above Wang Tu's head, shooting towards Wang Tu's body.

Boom Boom!

The people in the audience couldn't see clearly, but the grandmasters sitting in the VIP seats on the first floor could see it clearly.

In that ray, there are countless highly poisonous creatures hidden!

Gu worms, poisonous scorpions, black snakes, poisonous spiders, each of them is a terrifying poison that will die violently in minutes if it touches the human body.

How much poison is there?

Hundreds, thousands?

From the perspective of the grandmasters, maybe more!

"How is it possible, even my Miao family can only raise a maximum of ten poisons of this level in the body at the same time, and no matter how much they have, they will be eaten back and die violently!"

A Miao family Gu technique inheritor used his true qi to protect his body and said in surprise.

"How is it possible that these tens of thousands of poisons are actually placed in one body!"

"Hurry up and evacuate the ordinary people, if the white-clothed sword immortal can't clean up these poisons and let them wreak havoc in the bird's nest, the ordinary people will definitely die!"

This level of poisonous fog, even if there is a God Realm referee present, it can't be controlled.

However, immersed in the countless poisons, the king disciple looked calm and unafraid.

He raised his right hand and squeezed it gently, and a cute white worm appeared in his palm.

Stura, who looked vicious at first, immediately opened his mouth and exclaimed when he saw this white worm.

"Spirit worm, how is it possible!"

"Why is something that is almost extinct in the world in your hands?"

Ignoring the almost insane Sturla, the king raised his hand and pointed the spirit worm at the poisonous cloud in the sky.

As if sensing something, the spirit worm actually shook its little head, then raised its head and opened its mouth.

"Whew!"

As it opened its mouth, the poisonous cloud that permeated the head of the king disciple was actually sucked into the body of the spirit worm at a rapid speed.

The huge suction spread throughout the arena, and Stura felt that the little mouth of the spirit insect was like a black hole, and those snake and scorpion spiders that were just about to crawl to the audience flew up from the ground one by one, and their volume suddenly shrank, and they were all sucked into the mouth of the spirit worm!

A few grandmasters were just about to go to the audience to let the audience leave, and when they saw this scene, they opened their mouths as if their jaws were dislocated, and they couldn't close their mouths for a long time.

The U.S. players stood up from the waiting seats, their eyes wide open, and they didn't know what to say.

This strange scene lasted for half a minute, and when all the poisonous clouds and poisons were sucked into the mouth of the spirit worm, the body of Stura's in front of the king's disciples also changed.

Without the gas and poison, Stura's bandaged body was like a fragile blank sheet of paper, and every part of his body that should have muscles was dented, leaving only skin and bones.

He opened his mouth and gasped for breath widely.

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Tu instantly forced him underneath him, slapped him on the chest, and sent him out of the field.

Unlike Hubke, Wang Tu saw that Stura, not only did not kill Miao Ya'er, but even gave an antidote, but only used 10% of his strength to push Stura out of the arena.

The score in the stadium changed again, and the crowd erupted in cheers after a brief moment of surprise!

Team USA 4:2 Team China!

The king disciple has already defeated two people in a row with the strength of one person unscathed!

What's even more relieving is that Wang Tu actually raised the red crystal long sword and said loudly as if by name.

"The one who used the garbage ice method, get up!"

"I'll tell you what the real ice method is!"

At this time, the audience was completely crazy, Wang Tu was like the savior of Huaguo, they no longer shouted the three words of Huaguo, but shouted the world-shaking Chinese in unison.

White-clothed Sword Immortal!

Yuki's face sank suddenly, and he stood up directly from the waiting seat, kicking his legs into the air and landing on the field.

He was the pride of the entire American Ice Attribute Warlock, and he easily defeated Lu Qingshan, the first ice mage from the younger generation of Huaguo, and now he was humiliated like this by the Wang Disciple, how could he not be angry.

Without any communication, there was a ticking sound on the big screen, signaling that the game could start, Yuki immediately sealed his hands, and a huge purple circle appeared above the arena, covering the top of the two of them.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, if you can defeat me, the Purple Ice Dragon, just give it a try!"

Anger distorted Yuki's complexion, and a suffocating chill erupted from his body, and he shouted loudly.

Roar!

With a terrifying dragon roar, the Western Wyvern with a pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun poked its head out of the purple circle, revealing its entire body.

Yuki leaped from the ground, jumped onto the head of the Purple Ice Dragon, and stood on it, howling loudly.

"My god-level Purple Ice Flying Dragon is not something that your little worm can suck off, white-clothed sword immortal!"

And the king, looking at the figure of the giant dragon in the sky, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Dragons?"

Then, with a cold glint in his eyes, he slammed his foot on the ground, and a blue circle larger than the one Yuki had used just now appeared on the ground.

"Just like this, dare to call yourself a dragon?"

A chill erupted from Wang Tu's body and shouted loudly.

"In my eastern land, only those who are clothed in silver scales, have huge horns on their heads, and spit clouds and fog can be called dragons!"

With that, the ground covered by the blue circle began to tremble violently.

"Frozen Tornado!"

Wang Tu read out the names of the tricks used by Lu Qingshan aloud, and his voice was like thunder.

Yuki was slightly stunned at first when he heard Wang Tu say this, and then laughed.

"Haha, what kind of trick do you think you want to use, and you want to use that dog-defeating technique to defeat my Purple Ice Dragon?"

In Yuki's eyes, what Wang Tu used was nothing more than Lu Qingshan's ice technique that he had defeated once, originally, he had just been hit by Lu Qingshan's frozen tornado, and it could be said that he was in a defenseless state, so he was injured.

And now, sitting on top of the Purple Ice Dragon, raising his attention to the highest level, and his body is in a state of complete alert, how can the Ice Tornado hurt himself?

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

Like Lu Qingshan, two earth-shattering ice energies burst out from both ends of the magic circle, forming two tornadoes mixed with countless ice and snow, but their power and scale were completely different.

Lu Qingshan's frozen tornado was at most 100 meters high, but the two tornadoes of the king disciple were actually as high as 1,000 meters, and they directly reached a position several hundred meters above the bird's nest!

"Boom, boom!"

The two tornadoes continued to converge and condense, and Yuki felt as if he and the purple ice dragon's body were about to be sucked in.

"Click!"

The sound of shattering reached Yuki's ears, and he looked under his feet in surprise, the purple ice dragon's body was in the frozen tornado, and there were faint traces of shattering.

"How is that possible!"

Something beyond his knowledge appeared in front of him, and Yuki's eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, when the two frozen tornadoes converged, the resulting ice energy literally sucked everything present into it.

The blue-white, sky-reaching tornado roared violently, striking, and struck towards the body of the Purple Ice Dragon!

First the wings, then the tail, the minions, the head, the abdomen, the purple ice dragon was annihilated in the tornado, and it was torn to pieces by the domineering energy!

Rumble!

As the king pinched the magic trick, the tornado mixed with thousands of shattered corpses of the Purple Ice Dragon exploded in the air!

Even Jingu Ryoma, who was standing a few kilometers above the bird's nest, felt a terrifying chill constantly stimulate his whole body.

Yuki's body flew out of the explosion, blood spurting from his mouth, and he fell helplessly to the ground like a rag.

He couldn't understand why there was such a big difference between the frozen tornado, which was obviously the same trick and was easily dealt with just now, was performed by different people?

The king ignored him and slapped Yuki out of the field with a palm.

Less than five minutes later, the score on the big screen changed again.

Team USA 4:3 Team China.

No one expected that this game, which was originally without suspense, would go on so far!

And the one who changed the hour of this fate turned out to be only the king disciple!

He swept with his sword again, pointing at the only person left on the American team, the Western Xuanlei Supreme, who was considered by the American warriors to be a figure of faith—

Vice captain of Team USA, William Jace.

Wang Tu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's your turn." ”