Lan Chuan didn't panic, he stood up straight, and looked at Shi Zhuoye with blazing eyes.

Shi Zhuoye seemed to realize something, and instead of making another move, he looked at Lan Chuan.

A trace of ice mist appeared from Lan Chuan's body, and the ice-blue wings spread out from behind him, and the phantom of a blue phoenix appeared behind him.

"His natal spirit weapon is—beasts, ice phoenix!" Teacher Mo stood up suddenly, his face solemn, "Burning Night has met an opponent." ”

"Dragon Ascension to the Sky-" The black dragon phantom appeared behind Shi Zhuoye, the dragon claws swung forward, and a black dragon condensed by the dark element roared away.

"The phoenix returns to the nest-" Behind Lan Chuan, the phantom of the ice phoenix was condensed, the wings turned into gas, and the thousand-layer ice feathers turned into immortals.

Bump - The two had their first head-on collision. The elemental power surged, and both of them forcibly took their opponent's attack, but they didn't retreat, looking at their opponent with burning eyes.

Staring at the opponent, Shi Zhuoye felt the pressure from the opponent's body, the fifty-fourth-order ice system Lan Chuan, and the bloodline of the top-level natal spirit weapon, the beast ice phoenix.

Looking at the strong battle intent in the opponent's eyes, Shi Zhuoye's eyes were full of madness, and they looked at each other without giving in.

The audience was extremely quiet, and everyone watched the game intently, in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that although Shi Zhuoye was not the last person to appear in the team, this was the last battle.

A battle that belongs to these two sons of heaven.

A battle that belongs to two men.

The fighting methods of the two are surprisingly consistent, they are both attacking mages, they are both the same pride, and they are both the same strong and domineering, with the courage of preferring to bend and never turn back.

After the ice phoenix possessed the body, Lan Chuan is not only infinitely powerful, but also has the ability to fly, and every attack carries the power of a phoenix and the chill of ice.

Lan Chuan's face showed an unruly look, his eyes were bright, and his fighting spirit came out of his body.

Shi Zhuoye looked down at his dragon claws, he felt the blood in his body boiling, who was the last time he met an opponent who could fight with him? When was it? I can't even remember it for a long time.

After so many years in that dark hell, constantly fighting, surviving, many things have become instinctive. Many times, in order to survive, how many intrigues and tricks have to be used, and how many combat skills have to be learned.

But who can understand - the dignified battle is what Shi Zhuoye is most looking forward to and what he desires the most.

At this moment, Shi Zhuoye had completely forgotten that this was a game, and he didn't care much about the outcome in his heart.

Shi Zhuoye raised his head and stood proudly in the center of the ring, watching his teammates fight non-stop under the stage, while he could only sit and watch from the audience, how could he feel good in his heart as proud as Shi Zhuoye.

Nowadays, when you meet a strong opponent, it is impossible to hide your strength.

Perhaps from a tactical point of view, giving up this point was the wisest decision.

But - Shi Zhuoye did not allow his strategy to give up.

Then—

Let's fight—

Regardless of the outcome or outcome, this battle must be remembered by everyone.

Remember two names.

The dragon and phoenix from the legend continue to write the legend that belongs to Shi Zhuoye and Lan Chuan-

Remember this moment of glory and dignity -

"Dragon God Destroy—"

"Phoenix Teng—"

The powerful and domineering darkness, the majestic and noble coldness, the two collided in pairs, and the stone scorching night Lanchuan did not use any elemental vessels, nor did he use any strategy.

Offense is the best defense.

Shi Zhuoye didn't dodge, and neither did Lan Chuan, their battles were different, and whoever dodged first meant losing. So they used each other's strong posture to get down to the ground and collide with powerful skills, and the stage was filled with the elemental power of destruction and rage.

The referee was shocked by their momentum and subconsciously jumped off the stage.

At this time, a figure fell from the sky, and his tall figure gave Jun Wunian a sense of familiarity. With a wave of his hand, an invisible barrier cut off the battle between Shi Zhuoye and Lan Chuan.

On the stage, the dark element covered the entire ring, and the darkness was mixed with ice blue light.

It's not that you don't know how to tactics and strategy, it's not that you don't have skills, it's just a matter of dignity, and as a man's battle, you only have your own strength.

"Bump-" Another clash of skills.

The two of them flew back almost at the same time, Shi Zhuoye's body was covered with the cold ice after the baptism of the ice element, and the aftermath of the phoenix's might made Shi Zhuoye's right claw tremble a little, and the dragon scales on his body were also covered with deep and shallow scars.

And at this moment, Lan Chuan, who was the opponent, was also full of embarrassment, with deep and visible paw prints on his chest, and his hair was a little scattered.

But the backbones of the two have always been straight, with an unyielding light in their eyes, giving people a tough posture.

"Shi Zhuoye-let's fight it out-" Lan Chuan, who had always been calm, had extremely strong mood fluctuations at this moment, with a strong fighting intent on his body.

"As you wish—" Shi Zhuoye's words were wild, and his body exuded an unrivaled momentum.

Darkness Dark Demon Dragon - I am the king of the dragon for thousands of miles -

Ice Phoenix-Hundred Birds and Phoenix——

Countless giant dragons are galloping and galloping, and the dragon can become a king when it travels thousands of miles? Countless ice phoenixes are flying and wandering, and a hundred birds will never die?

Is it the death of the dragon? or the extinction of the phoenix? No one knows—

The ring had completely collapsed, dusty, and rubble was scattered, but thanks to the protection of that barrier, it did not hurt the surrounding students.

All the audience members stood up in unison, staring at the scene on stage, trying to see the outcome after the dust settled.

Jun Wunian couldn't help but clench his fists, suppressing the excitement in his heart. Lan Sheng's calm expression revealed an uncalm heart.

Meng Qin'er's eyes were full of worry and panic, but there was also admiration and admiration. I don't know when it started, Meng Qin'er found that her eyes stayed on Shi Zhuoye for more and more time, perhaps because she was infected by his strong and domineering in her daily life, and maybe she was impressed by his arrogant power.

The dust sank———

There were two bloodstained but still proudly standing figures on the stage.

"Shi Zhuoye, don't let me down in the finals, don't let me down-" Lan Chuan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"In the final, I will definitely defeat you-" Shi Zhuoye's tone was as arrogant and confident as ever, but there was a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Lan Chuan laughed, but suddenly remembered something, his smile was a little stiff, and his expression was a little helpless: "Tell Jun Wunian that my sister is very dissatisfied with losing today, let him wait, and he must be made to look good in the finals——"

Shi Zhuoye smiled: "See you in the finals—"

After the two finished speaking, they fell backwards in unison.

The battle between Shi Zhuoye and Lan Chuan ended in a draw.

But this battle was recorded, recorded in history, and passed down through the ages-