The strength of Kong Yu and Lu Whale is actually only between the two of them, if they continue to compete, it is not yet known who will win and who will lose, because there is still a high-intensity competition to be carried out next, so there is no need for the two to continue to work hard, just stop at the point.

Lu Jing was impressed by Kong Yu's ruthlessness and confessed first.

The two of them stepped off the arena and hurriedly took pills to heal their injuries.

In addition to Kong Yu, Jiang Chuan Ye Zi and Wu Hai also maintained a winning streak, and did not encounter too strong opponents, and the competition was carried out round after round.

Xue Ye's opponents abstained from voting without accident, until the seventy-third time, when one opponent plucked up the courage to challenge him.

Wang Zedong of Bishui Academy.

In the group stage, Xue Ye only shot twice, both of which defeated Xiang Jie and Guo Xiaoxiao by an overwhelming margin, both of which were extremely strong characters.

But Wang Zedong felt that although Xue Ye's strength was terrifying, he did not show speed in the two duels, this may be his shortcoming, his speed is not bad, he can use this to deal with Xue Ye, once he wins by luck, he will become famous.

Wang Zedong only lost to Lu Haoran in the first game, and the other seventy-one victories, and the one that lost to Lu Haoran was just a point to the point that he was afraid of injury, if the battle continued, the victory or defeat was not easy to say, because he still had stronger hole cards.

"Brother Xue Ye, please advise!"

Wang Zedong arched his hand and looked at the other party tentatively.

"Let's shoot!"

Xue Ye was a little impatient, and his eyes were indifferent.

Wang Zedong snorted coldly, and his body flickered out, extremely fast, turning into four afterimages on the arena, and rotating rapidly around Xue Ye.

"It's so fast, Xue Ye will suffer a big loss if he doesn't move!"

......

The people below were shocked again, dumbfounded by the speed shown by Wang Zedong.

Boom.

The chains turned into a beam of gold and stabbed out, and the sharp scythe shot straight at the back of Xue Ye's head, taking it by surprise and being cold.

The scythe suddenly shot into the ground, but Xue Ye's figure was gone.

"Quick, where have you been?"

Wang Zedong's complexion changed greatly, his naked eyes didn't see how Xue Ye disappeared at all, he only felt a chill behind him, and he was stared at by the cold sword qi.

"Defeat!"

As soon as Xue Ye raised his hand, the half-moon palm marks swept out.

Wang Zedong's figure flew out and fell out of the arena.

There is no suspense about the victory of this competition.

"Hmph, I'll only use some clowns to pretend to be forced!"

Bai Jian also paid attention to Xue Ye's competition and disdained it.

So far, Gongsun Ying and Night Terror have made very few white blade shots, and even if a strong opponent jumps out to challenge them, it is an instant kill, and there is no suspense at all.

The competition continued, and no one challenged Xue Ye next, and the group stage gradually came to an end.

In the 93rd round, the second group ushered in a matchup that attracted attention.

Chuyun Academy's Wuhai vs. Demon Fighting Academy's Night Terrors.

The attention of everyone in the audience turned there, Night Terror is the first favorite in this year's national examination, and the attention is already very high, and Wuhai was born as a prince, with an amazing first-class spiritual talent, and the current record is also a complete victory, which shows the strength of the strength.

The duel between the two is sure to be extremely exciting.

Xue Ye, Kong Yu and Jiang Chuan Yezi's eyes also looked here, especially Kong Yu, who knew the grievances between the two and was worried that Wuhai would have an accident.

"Very surprised!"

Night Terror stepped onto the arena, the corners of his mouth curled coldly.

"Accident what?"

Wu Hai asked.

"You have been very cowardly since you were a child, you are afraid of things, and you cry your nose at every turn, but I didn't expect that now you know that I will kill you but still dare to fight, and you have not abstained, which makes me a little impressed with you!"

There was sarcasm in Night Terror's tone.

"Hmph, so what, although I have been bullied by you since I was a child, I have never been afraid of you, and it is the same now, even if I am not defeated by you, I have to fight with you, and if you want to kill me, you have to rely on your ability!"

Wu Hai held a gold-colored saber in his hand, the golden scabbard was inlaid with seven colorful gemstones, the silver-white blade was exquisite, depicting the Jinze dragon pattern, and the blade was sharp, giving people a kind of sharpness of blowing hair and breaking hair.

This is a medium-grade spirit soldier, and it is one of the few divine blades in the Heavenly Martial Kingdom.

"Oh, then let you take a good look at whether I have the ability to take your life!"

In the hand of Night Terror is a spear with black gold patterns, although it is not as good as the saber in Wuhai's hand, it is also the top existence among the lower grade spirit soldiers.

Wuhai roared first, and actually rushed to attack, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed down in the air.

The golden dragon pattern saber blooms with brilliant blades, and the six-clawed golden dragon hovers above the sword, containing an incomparable edge, showing the demeanor of the prince.

Wuhai's sudden burst of combat power was enough to severely damage the powerhouse of the peak of the Alchemy Realm.

Night Terror's face was also shocked, the barrel of the gun was withdrawn, and the thunderbolt gun mark bloomed into a ball of light, which contained terrifying power and exploded, and the golden dragon sword that circled and slashed together.

On the arena, the golden dragon sword and the thunder and lightning Kurosawa bloomed a wave of light, swept out, and the wind swept in all directions, and the faces of many candidates in the audience changed drastically, and they couldn't help but retreat backwards.

The barrel of the gun in Night Terror's hand was bent, and his face was even more frightened, he didn't expect the sudden burst of power in Wuhai to be so terrifying.

Wuhai's attack did not stop, the saber in his hand slashed out again and again, and when each sword fell, the golden dragon roared and tore at the opponent.

The night terror scar actually retreated again and again, the spear blade and the opponent's sword staggered, the black mang's thunder and lightning bloomed, and the golden dragon sword collided fiercely, each time his gun shaft was bent, and loud noises rang out one after another.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Wuhai to suddenly burst out, and they actually suppressed the night terror and fought again.

After more than 30 moves in a row, the night terrors did not breathe, he was pressed and beaten, his hands were shocked and numb, he almost couldn't hold the gun, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, if the boat capsized in the gutter, it would be a great shame for him.

Suddenly, the robe of the night terror swelled, and the black lightning suddenly erupted with a ferocious and terrifying momentum like the awakening of a fierce beast, forming a thunder and lightning storm, and the spear was like an electric snake frantically stabbing and turning into a series of thunder and lightning light scars.

Between the golden dragons, they were frantically hit by the lightning light marks, and they suddenly dimmed, and Wuhai's defensive light mask also cracked, and his face changed, and he retreated lightly.

"Hmph, I'm not going to give you any more chances!"

The night terrors erupted, and the black rays of thunder and lightning bloomed more brightly, and the crackling lightning and thunder shone dimly in the daytime sky.

Once Night Terror gained the upper hand, he didn't intend to give Wuhai any chance, and the lightning gun mark attacked even more frantically, like a group of stars falling, bombing one-third of the arena to pieces.

Wu Hai's body was like a dragon, swimming between the thunder and lightning, and every time he avoided it in a thrilling way, stumbling out of the bombing range of the opponent's attack.

Bright golden light bloomed in the Wuhai dantian, like the sound of a dragon's groan, and a huge golden dragon phantom appeared behind him, and a pair of eyes looked at the night terrors as if they were ignoring all beings.

The huge golden dragon moved slowly, and the terrifying aura bloomed, breaking through the thunder and lightning clouds, and Wuhai's aura was also rising, overpowering the other party again.

"Is this the strongest royal nine-clawed golden dragon martial soul in Tianwu? It's a pity that His Royal Highness Wuhai only has six claws!"

In the hall, the old man with a childish face and crane hair couldn't help but exclaim.

"Although His Highness Wuhai's Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Martial Soul does not exist, he has a first-class spiritual product root bone, and he is also considered to be the upper level among the princes, and his future is still limitless!"

The sixty-year-old woman said.

"It's a pity that he didn't grow up in the capital since he was a child, and he didn't have a good cultivation environment, so his current cultivation is not high, only the eightfold peak of the Enlightenment Realm, and with his current strength, he is not the opponent of the night terror kid!"

The burly middle-aged man in black also said.

"However, I feel that this His Highness Wuhai is still very special!"

Dugu Jiu suddenly spoke, his eyes staring at the Wuhai that broke out in the light mirror.

Night Terror looked at the huge golden dragon phantom in the void, in addition to exclamation, there was more strong battle intent in his eyes, and he shouted: "Haha, worthy of the Twelfth Highness, it really didn't disappoint me too much, but you are still a lot behind, you still have no chance of winning!"

In an instant, the martial soul of the night terror was also opened, and the black thunder and lightning were about to come out, condensing into a phantom of a warrior wearing battle armor and standing in the thunderclouds behind him.