Chapter Ninety-Seven: Fierce Fight

Leng Xiao shouted: "Wang Hao, come and die!" The shame that had accumulated for so long could finally be fully vented on Wang Hao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn his opinion, competing on the same stage with people like Wang Hao in the crane tail class is an insult to him.

"The destiny of a person is planned. For example, I was born into the Leng family, so I should have enjoyed the best magical education and become a powerful magician. And a guy like you, who was born in an ordinary family, should be a garbage huddled in a corner for the rest of your life. Even if you are lucky enough to be able to enter a magic school in a few lifetimes, it's still the most rubbish class D. And I, on the other hand, am the elite of Class A. You have to recognize the gap between us, and at the same time you have to recognize our destiny. Fate is something that cannot be resisted and cannot be avoided. Leng Xiao had a proud expression on her face. Even though he was in pain now, his pride kept him fighting.

Wang Hao shook his head: "Childish thoughts." Human destiny is never predestined from birth. If everyone's trajectory is predetermined, everyone's place in life is planned from birth. So what is the meaning of this person's life? It is because people have infinite possibilities that life is incomparably wonderful. Shouting about a predetermined destiny is in fact nothing more than an excuse to escape it. ”

"I'll make your mouth never say a word again!" Leng Xiao roared.

Chen Xiu turned around and jumped out of the high platform, and immediately announced: "The finals of the grade competition start now!"

No matter what kind of thoughts the students in the audience had, they all responded with the warmest applause. For a while, the atmosphere in the audience rose to the climax.

Ren Dapang said proudly: "My boss must be the first." His face glowed with reverence.

Han Monroe gently squeezed her slender hand, and she also expected Wang Hao to win the first place. She knew Wang Hao's strength, and if it wasn't for Wang Hao's great activity, they wouldn't be able to get out of the wilderness smoothly.

Yuan Fang shouted cheers from the audience. Although his friends may not be able to hear this support, his heart does reach it.

Wang Hao sighed: "It seems that only by teaching you a lesson in person can you cure your second year of junior illness." ”

Leng Xiao was furious: "You're sick!" took the lead in making a move, and an ice edge nearly a foot long flew out of his hand.

The ice ridge streaked through the air in a straight blue line, as fast as lightning!

Wang Hao didn't dodge or dodge, and directly hit it with a punch. The ice ridge split into countless tiny fragments and flew out. An orange-red flame ignited in his hand.

The audience unconsciously became silent. The gold content of this game is beyond everyone's imagination. Leng Xiao and Wang Hao went back and forth, and they were evenly matched.

Wang Hao, this guy may not have come to power entirely by opportunism?

The idea popped into the minds of quite a few.

Leng Xiao shot out one after another ice ridges towards Wang Hao. In the face of this icy rain that came like a machine gun, Wang Hao did not panic at all.

The fist wind waved, bringing up gusts of hot wind. Each punch calmly shattered an ice edge.

Except for the water vapor that spread throughout the audience, Leng Xiao's attack did not have the slightest effect.

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?" Didn't you say you were going to clean me up? Didn't you say you were going to get rid of me on behalf of the elites?

Leng Xiaoyan frowned, the pain in her abdomen became more and more obvious, and the blood oozing from the wound became more and more. His own mana consumption is also very serious. If it weren't for that, an opponent like Wang Hao would have solved it in one round.

Until now, Leng Xiao still stubbornly thinks that Wang Hao is very good, and the reason why he can't solve him quickly is just because of his bad state.

But the mist is exactly the environment Leng Xiao wants to create.

"Could it be that Leng Xiao wants to use the water mist to release a thousand miles of ice again?" asked Yuan Fang with some confusion.

Han Menglu shook her head, "I just used it once, if I use it again at this time, Wang Hao won't be easily recruited." ”

"Then what is Leng Xiao going to do?" At this time, the scene was shrouded in mist, and it was foggy and he couldn't see anything clearly, Ren Dapang said angrily. He had never been able to figure out this kind of strategy.

A grim smile flashed at the corner of Leng Xiao's mouth. What does he want to do?

It's very simple! Under the cover of the mist, he stretched out his hand gently.

In his hand, he was holding another thousand-year-old ice needle!

No one expected that Leng Xiao would have a thousand-year-old ice spirit needle. No one expected that the three elders of the Leng family would spoil Leng Xiao so much, and give him two thousand-year-old ice spirit needles.

The thousand-year-old ice spirit needle shuttled silently in the mist, and Wang Hao, who was hit by this needle, was undoubtedly defeated.

However, at this time, Wang Hao's figure suddenly moved, and under the influence of Thunder Foot's magic, he moved at an astonishing speed.

Swap positions every second!

Leng Xiao was dumbfounded all of a sudden, he couldn't aim at such a high-speed moving target!

The mist didn't shroud for long, until it disappeared, and Leng Xiao didn't aim once.

At the last moment when the mist dissipated, Leng Xiao gritted his teeth and took aim at Wang Hao's figure and came out.

This hasty blow naturally did not have any effect, but only hit a remnant of Wang Hao.