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"The exciting moment has arrived, and the final championship is about to be fiercely contested. ”

Aotian touched 1, Long Linger touched 1, Long Xiang was lucky and had a bye.

"Let's cheer for Long Ling'er below. ”

"Boom"

"Come on, Aotian!" shouted some of the girls, including Elena, for Aotian.

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"Long Ling'er, come on, bring down Aotian. "Some of the strong-blooded boys shouted for the goddess in their hearts.

Aotian smiled slightly, and said softly: "Beauty, can we discuss it?" ”

Long Ling'er looked at Aotian with a pair of beautiful eyes, and when she remembered her father's entrustment, she blushed, and Aotian was stunned when she saw it, and Long Ling'er, who came back to her senses, said, "You, you can say it." ”

Aotian showed her brilliant white teeth, "Beauty, if you don't start for a while, as long as you don't slap your face, you can hit other places." ”

Long Ling'er took a sip.

Long Fei, the director of teaching, looked at a man and a woman chatting on the stage, coughed and said, "Okay, let's start." ”

Long Ling'er put away her smile, preemptively struck, a spear stabbed, and the red fighting spirit stabbed at Aotian as if piercing the void, Aotian's smile did not decrease, "Sword Style"

The white true power gushed out, and it was easy to break this move, the sword move of the "Falling Leaves in the Sky" in the previous life of the innate realm cultivation was more powerful at this moment, and the ring hundreds of meters wide was filled with mist-like green gas, turning into ignoring the green leaves and flying towards Long Ling'er, hundreds of green leaves were like sharp blades driving densely, and the scalp of the audience below was numb, Long Ling'er's face was solemn at this time, and he imagined that anyone could dodge this attack, but the back road was all blocked, which made Long Ling'er feel even more arrogant and terrifying, "I can't resist it" The momentum is terrifying, getting closer and closer, the tight clothes of "Hualong" and "Zila" are broken again, the hideous dragon scales grow, Long Ling'er puts on the armor of fighting energy, and the fighting spirit of his whole body soars to protect his head to meet the attack.

Long Fei on the high platform also had a slightly solemn face at the moment, Aotian's attack had reached the strength of the middle level 5, the defense of the "Ding Ding Ding" dragon scales was obviously very strong, blocking part of the green leaf attack, and suddenly the green leaves behind were wrapped in a layer of golden light, "Ah~" The green leaves wrapped in golden light caused two or three centimeter wounds on the dragon scales, the blood flowed, and the strong pain struck, "Ah" The strong pain made Long Ling'er go berserk. "Yin" The sound of the dragon chant came out, and most of the audience was pressed by the strong dragon power and was about to kneel, Aotian ignored this dragon power, and the essence flashed; "Dragon Killing and Slashing" Long Ling'er went berserk, and the fiery red fighting spirit suddenly increased by 1 percent, and the fiery red dragon came quickly towards Aotian like a coercion tearing the space, "Yin" Aotian's left hand real power was wiped on the dragon chanting sword, the milky white light exuded strong fluctuations, and "sneered" A touch of sword light pierced the darkness like a pillar of light and scattered the fiery red dragon, "Z" The sword body pierced Long Ling'er's left shoulder, this was still the result of Aotian deliberately bypassing the fatal important parts, "poof" blood gushed out, Long Ling'er, who was already empty and weak in his fighting spirit, fell into a coma, pulled out the sword body, and put it in his body, Aotian took out a set of clothes from the dragon god space to wrap the body of the dragon scales retreating, picked up Long Ling'er's ketone body that returned to its normal appearance, felt the softness of the waist, and Aotian touched a few handfuls of the handles. Hand Long Ling'er over to the light mage who came to heal, and Aotian left.

After a short break, "Let's invite Aotian and Long Xiang to come to the stage to decide the first and second place." ”

Long Xiang strode into the ring, wearing golden armor. His eyes lit up and he looked at Aotian and said, "This time I will avenge my sister and beat you." Thinking of his sister's terrifying wounds, although there was no trace of scar after treatment, Long Xiang still felt a burst of anger and forgot what his father said.

The corners of Aotian's mouth showed a wicked smile, his left hand was stretched out, and his palm was facing up to make a gesture of "There is a kind of you coming", and Long Xiang's eyes were on fire.

"Let's go. ”

Long Xiang knew the strength of Aotian, his strength was about the same as his sister, and he turned into a dragon when he said it, the golden armor was wrapped in the dragon scales, and the defense was greatly increased. Aotian closed his eyes, his divine sense let go, and locked on Long Xiang's position, and a yellow dot quickly attacked him. The dragon sword trembled, "whoosh" a touch of sword light broke through the yellow sand flying stones, the "Sen" dragon sword milky white true power became more and more made, the "broken" Long Xiang's two-handed sword cracked, "click" With the breaking of the two-handed sword, the sword light continued to hit the golden armor, the "snort" golden armor was broken through like snow melting, the dragon scales in Long Xiang's abdomen were punctured, the blood flowed, and the strong pain made Long Xiang retreat quickly, and a mouthful of blood spit out. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Long Xiang said to Aotian: "Aotian, how about one move." "As you wish. The two of them each retreated 10 meters away and began to gather momentum, Long Xiang roared, and the fighting spirit skyrocketed, "Dragon Annihilation" and "Falling Leaves in the Sky" The fiery red light wave collided with the cyan light, in which the dragon sword collided with the left fist covered with dragon scales, and the "Zzraz" grinding and harsh sound came out, and the red and green light slowly melted like snow, and directly finally, "Yin" "Yin" When the dragon sword pierced the dragon scales and was about to pierce the arm, Aotian collected the sword and kicked Long Xiang in the abdomen with his left foot. "Bang" Long Xiang only felt a huge force surging in his abdomen, and he flew upside down, vomited blood, and fell to the ground unconscious with an unwilling face.

Seeing this, the teaching director Long Fei said loudly, "Aotian wins, congratulations to Aotian for winning the championship." After speaking, he waved his hand back, and the light mage behind him understood what he meant, and several people came to the stage to treat the wound with a burst of light magic healing technique. In a quarter of an hour, Long Xiang woke up and took a deep look at Aotian.

"Next, I invite the first place Aotian, the second place Long Xiang, and the third place Long Linger to come to the stage to receive the award. Long Xiang, who was pale, and Long Ling'er, who had recovered a trace of blood, passed by Aotian and gave him a vicious look, and Aotian smiled disapprovingly.

After distributing the rewards, the director of teaching, Long Fei, looked at Dean Staff, who stepped forward, patted Aotian on the shoulder and whispered to his ear: "Early this morning, Emperor Long Yan told me that he intended to marry Long Ling'er to you, boy, are you interested?" Stunned for a moment, Stafford laughed and walked to the middle of the platform.

"Okay, the students who decided for the 5 places are ready to leave for the elf kingdom to participate in the 6-nation exchange competition in 10 days, and I hope that the 5 will continue to work hard these days to have a better chance of winning the upcoming exchange competition......" After that, the old man gave some encouragement, and the passionate words on the field were boiling.

An hour later, the speech was finally over, Aotian listened to it drowsy, and Aotian, who was not tired after a few battles, showed a tired look under the attack of the old man's passionate speech, which was really powerful.

After that, the dense crowd slowly departed under orderly command, and the selection competition ended here.

In the past few days, I have accompanied Elena during the day, practiced at night, and sometimes teased Long Ling'er who I met by chance during the day, and teased the history teacher Catherine, and the days were very nourishing.

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