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Of course, the atmosphere of the Phantom Cloth Academy was much quieter at the moment, and it was shrouded in a mood called helplessness.

"The sixth game, Dream Deep Machine, you can go!" The glamorous young woman spoke calmly.

As the lead teacher, she can't show decadence with the students.

The only young man in the team who still had a calm face got up indifferently and walked slowly towards the stage.

"Deep machine, I can only look at you!"

"The chance to hit the top 10 or the top 5 is yours, come on."

The two sides are for each other.

"One ride is a thousand, Fang Yuan."

"Phantom Cloth Academy, Dream Deep Machine."

"The fight begins!"

The golden ripples on the top of Fang Yuan's head flashed, and Mengshenji spoke. "I want to really fight you!"

Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Whoosh!"

A long sword passed through thirty zhang in the blink of an eye.

Mengshenji tilted his head slightly, and his body stood still.

The sword stabs into the ground and disappears.

"Give you a chance to convince me!" Fang Yuan put his hands on his chest and looked at the young man opposite who seemed to be different.

Meng Shenji showed a confident smile, if he had glasses, he was definitely perfect for pushing at this time. "The reason why you use the ultimate weapon is not that you are not afraid of burning money, or that you are afraid of losing the fight. It's that there is no person of equal strength as an opponent, and he doesn't have the heart to do it! ”

"Oh, keep talking!"

"But I'm confident that I can be your opponent, and even defeat you head-on, I'm not afraid of your ultimate weapon, but I want you to show your fighting spirit, so as not to be unconvinced after losing!"

Meng Shenji pouted and smiled confidently, a Xuanhuang bird on his forehead, and the seven leaves and two stars shone brightly.

"That's, Seven-Leaf Grandmaster. He had actually reached the realm of the Seven Leaves Grandmaster before he was twenty-five years old. ”

"In the past hundred years, no one who has reached the Seven-Leaf Grandmaster before the age of twenty-five has exceeded the number of five fingers, and after that, each of them has become a Nine-Leaf Saint-level existence."

"The Phantom Cloth Kingdom is already a great kingdom of the next level of the Empire, is this the rhythm of becoming the Sixth Empire?"

Not only did the audience talk about it, but the participating teams also made a lot of noise, and the teams of the five empires were also moved.

With one Seven-Leaf Grandmaster and two Six-Leaf Dou Masters, the Phantom Cloth Academy already has the qualifications to compete with the Five Great Empires.

But the most peculiar thing is that even the students of the Phantom Cloth Academy were surprised, except for Zhou Mengdie and the glamorous young woman tutor, the others were also amazed, and finally became excited.

Fang Yuan looked at Meng Shenji's confident and wise eyes, he couldn't guess what he had just said was to keep himself from using the ultimate weapon, or if he was really confident that he could defeat me.

From that eye, Fang Yuan only saw the depth, and then, the death pupil flashed away.

Meng Shenji trembled, and Fang Yuan showed a knowing smile.

"No matter what, it's not easy for Qiye, so I'll accompany you through two moves."

Fang Yuan's words were so arrogant in the ears of the audience and the rest of the team, the Seven Leaves Sect Master had only passed two moves in his mouth.

The information that Fang Yuan had just seen with the Dead Pupil, this Dream Deep Machine would have been the original protagonist of this world, Tianyue's friend and foe, the kind that belonged to the second protagonist, and his potential luck was very good.

If it was an ordinary Qiye, he might not have the mentality of two moves.

Dream Shenji's eyes flickered, and there was no anger that was despised, but more deep and solemn.

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and more than a dozen weapons that had already protruded golden edges from the golden ripples returned to the golden ripples, and then the golden ripples also distorted and dissipated.

After Fang Yuan put away the golden ripples, Mengshenji pulled away and reached out to take out his magic wand, and the three-leaf level wind magic was instantaneous at will, aiming to stop the enemy.

Fang Yuan didn't show weakness either, thunderballs and lightning bolts burst out instantly.

The instantaneous magic of the two sides collided, and all of them were intercepted halfway, and none of them slipped through the net.

"This is the manipulation of magic, worthy of a person with good luck, who can also manipulate magic from a distance to change the trajectory form."

Fang Yuan smiled and lowered his magic shield and stretched out his hand. "Thunder Spell!"

After Yue Xiaomeng's training, Fang Yuan had a deeper understanding and manipulation of thunder and lightning, and the thunder spell that was originally an ordinary blow could also reach the level of five-leaf magic.

The magic shield of the Dream Deep Machine Seven Leaves accurately resisted the sudden thunder and lightning.

"Thunder!"

Hundreds of lightning bolts followed.

Meng Shenji's expression changed slightly, and at the same time as the mark on his forehead lit up, a pair of pupils were slightly distorted with silver ripples.

Bang~~

When the hundred thunderbolts bombarded down, they actually melted into a terrifying thunderbolt as thick as a bucket.

The hard arena was blasted out of a large crater, splashed with rubble, and filled with smoke and dust.

The figure of Mengshenji was shocked and brought out of the smoke and dust area, falling to the ground and rolling twice.

The audience exclaimed, the Seven Leaves Grandmaster was so embarrassed.

Thousands of cheers. "Well done!"

The exclamation of the Phantom Cloth Academy. "Come on, you're the last hope."

"The moment before all the thunder and lightning coalesced, you dodged it."

Fang Yuan was a little surprised, if he hadn't prepared to condense the thunderbolt, if he was moving at the speed of the Dream Deep Machine, he would definitely be hit by the thunderbolt.

Fang Yuan didn't believe that this was a coincidence, then there was only one possibility for him to attack through himself.

Meng Shenji got up lightly and slapped the dust on his body. "I already overestimated you, but I didn't expect it to be insufficient!"

"If you don't show your last hole card, you'll lose quickly."

The Dream Deep Machine suddenly moved, and the speed at this moment was completely comparable to the level of an ordinary six-leaf bucket master.

Fang Yuan's use of thunderballs, lightning, thunder spells, and even thunder flashes failed to hurt him.

His movements are well timed, and every time he dodges, he is just at a weak point in time.

If he was one point faster, Fang Yuan would be able to manipulate the lightning bend to hit him, and if he was one point slower, he would not be able to escape the range of the attack, and he would always suffer point damage.

Fang Yuan noticed his eyes, his deep eyes, there seemed to be a silver streamer distorting and flickering.

In such a thrilling situation, the dream deep machine came within a radius of ten zhang.

Fang Yuan's spiritual sense probed out, and he also caught the dream deep machine's every move, and another thick purple lightning thunderbolt went out.

With a flick of his hand, a hurricane whip of high-speed friction and compression met the lightning.

Crackling, squeaking.

Fang Yuan also turned lightning into a whip that swung and intersected with the opponent's high-pressure hurricane attack in the air.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Fang Yuan strode forward and took the initiative to approach the other party.

Mengshenji also approached quickly, when the two were less than three feet apart.

His forehead, which was originally distorted, turned into a roaring pitch-black winged tiger, and the level was as high as six leaves and nine stars.

The original speed suddenly doubled, and a black twisted whirlwind rose under his feet, and the speed continued to increase.

"No wonder you dare to fight me in close combat, but this time you miscalculated."

The two approached rapidly, only a foot apart.

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