Chapter Eighty-Four: The Final Four, Game One!
The Final Four Tournament begins!
Purple Snow Spirit bye. The remaining six people after the draw were:
Day 1: Leng Qianjun is crazy about ink.
Day 2: Xiao Jiuhan vs. Lin Aoshu.
Day 3: Jade Traceless to Mo Qingwei.
"Qianjun, I didn't expect that the first battle after entering the top four would be with you. So excited! Mo Qingyan's face was full of eagerness at this time. It can be seen that he has long wanted to fight with Leng Qianjun.
"I'm also looking forward to it, how much your kid has grown after going out to fight for a few years." Leng Qianjun smiled lightly. He is still quite satisfied with the result of this draw.
"Alright, you two don't play tricks, hurry up, we'll watch you down there." Zi Xueling pushed the two of them up.
And Zi Xueling and the four people who did not participate in this competition sat in the place specially prepared for them under the stage, oh, and Lin Wan'er, after the injury, I heard that Leng Qianjun was going to compete for the top four, and they were clamoring to come, Leng Qianjun had no choice, so she was released, and carefully instructed, don't use spiritual power, don't move, don't have too big emotional fluctuations, don't ...... Lin Wan'er listened happily at first, but the more she listened, the more speechless she became, and she couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at Leng Qianjun: If you talk nonsense, don't think about marrying the old lady! Leng Qianjun obediently shut up. Sure enough, people in love are idiots.
The first game of the Final Four Tournament has begun!
"Chain of Fire!"
"Sword of the Wind!"
At the beginning, the two of them used their spiritual power to turn into weapons that they were satisfied with. Mo Qingfang is a long nine-section whip, and Leng Qianjun is a sword. In terms of weapons, it seems that Mo Qingmad has the upper hand, after all, the longsword can only attack at short range, while the nine-section whip is good at long-range attacks. However, Mo Qingfang seems to have expected it wrong.
"Fifteen swords of the wind, the first sword." A hurricane as thick as an adult's waist struck at Mo lightly.
"Barrier of Fire." Mo Qingfang hurriedly cast a spell to resist.
"Cremation, go!" The blazing flames rushed towards Leng Qianjun. Leng Qianjun's whole person was surrounded by fire. There was no sound.
Lin Wan'er was anxious to jump on stage, but Zi Xueling grabbed her and smiled lightly: "Cousin is fine." Lin Wan'er had no choice but to turn her gaze to the stage again.
The flames dissipated, and a cyan figure appeared, Leng Qianjun was wrapped in a cyan hurricane, unharmed.
Mo Qingfang seemed to know that there would be such a result, and did not show too much emotion, and continued to attack.
"Flame Slash!" Two large knives drenched in flames flew out of his nine-section whip.
"Wind Destruction." Leng Qianjun drew two more hurricanes to resist Mo Qing's attack.
"Tempest's Fury." A huge hurricane swept towards Mo.
Mo Qingfang hurriedly carried the wall of fire to resist, but he didn't resist, the wall of fire shattered, and his whole person was also photographed under the ring. But he was unscathed, only he knew that it was Leng Qianjun who retracted his strength in the end, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground and vomiting blood.
Leng Qianjun waited until the results were announced, and then stepped down, rushing Mo lightly, and then, a messy scene appeared in the wind. Mo chuckled and put his hand on Leng Qianjun's shoulder, and the two of them walked in front of Zi Xueling and his party with a grin. (Note, only Mo Qingyan is giggling alone, Leng Qianjun has always been very calm!) )
Lin Wan'er pounced next to Leng Qianjun, the two of them were called a tender and sweet, and Lang was a concubine.
"Oh, what are you doing, abusing us people every minute! I'm not alive anymore! Mo Qingfang shouted in pain.
"Come on, they're showing affection here, shall we go to dinner?" Zi Xueling patted Mo lightly on the shoulder, and made this decision with an awe-inspiring atmosphere.
Everyone made a fuss for a while, and then went to Lengfu together. Why is it a cold house and not a restaurant? Because Zi Xueling said that she wanted to celebrate, she had to go to Lengfu to eat. Zi Xueling cooks herself, don't miss the opportunity and come again! Xiao Jiuhan and Yu Wuxian, who had seen Zixueling's craftsmanship, lit up when they heard this, and Xiao Jiuhan immediately sent a message to his sister Xiao Jiuge, who was in the post house, asking her to go to Lengfu for a big meal!