Oxygen Lemon stared at the ring while looking at the sky, squinted, and muttered, "Isn't it a little too big... How can there be such an explosive effect? ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Holy Hand Scholar, and even some ignored the handsome Fengyou.

Such a spectacle, even the once No. 1 god oxygen lemon, has never been triggered.

Miracles will always favor only the lucky.

At this moment, a name was engraved in everyone's hearts:

"[Scholar of the Holy Hand]."

He slowly lowered the raised cross and aimed it at Feng You, and his sonorous voice spread throughout the audience: "I will win this battle!" ”

"Wow, good ma

Oh! I really want to make an appointment with him!! ”

Countless girls have spring hearts, "sobbing and flowing," and even think of the names of the children in the future.

At the moment when the audience was cheering, the Thor Emperor, who was also a paladin, looked at the "little golden man" in the ring through the big screen, and a strange feeling was born in his heart. But unfortunately, he can't say exactly what's wrong.

"Alas ε=( ́ο'*))), there is no way." Feng You shook his head, seeing that the posture of the Holy Hand Scholar was basically set up, and the field was also hot, he knew that he should also solve the battle quickly.

I saw that he was holding a black dragon dagger, aiming it in the direction of the Holy Hand Scholar, and threw it hard.

With the sound of "rubbing", the black dragon dagger was like a dark thorn, stabbing straight towards the holy hand scholar.

Feng You's sudden move naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the people on the side of the Hungry Wolf Guild:

"It's not a sneak attack, phew! If I were a scholar, I would definitely be ashamed to be with you! ”

"That's it, big brother scholar, beat him! Hit him! ”

Looking at the black dragon dagger flying towards him, the Holy Hand Scholar smiled crookedly, and said, "[Holy Light Power]! ”

I saw a golden ball of light appear in front of the Holy Hand Scholar, right on the trajectory of the dagger. The abundant energy is contained in it, and the dots of light are revealed, and it seems that it will explode at any time.

At this time, the dagger was also getting closer and closer to him.

Five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters.

Just as the dagger was about to touch the ball of light, the golden ball of light exploded instantly. A blinding light appeared, and everyone closed their eyes. Even if some of them wear sunglasses, it won't help.

At this moment, the only person in the audience who could still see the situation clearly was the Holy Hand Scholar.

Because he is the embodiment of the Light.

After a full half a minute, the golden light in the ring finally completely dissipated, and the spectators slowly opened their aching eyes, and some even shed tears.

"Gan Linliang, why do you use such a big light? It's glaring, isn't it? ”

The 260-pound girl rubbed her eyes and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Woo woo, why are you so stinging~~ It's so painful~ It's really." When you get to the hotel, you can shine as much as you want~"

It's a pity that the girl never noticed that there were almost no people around her.

When everyone recovered, they discovered a truth that was hard to believe.

Being able to emit such a fairy light, it was obvious that the balance of victory had completely tilted in favor of the paladin.

Just when they thought that the Holy Hand Scholar would win, the tide of battle turned again.

Feng You magically appeared behind the Holy Hand Scholar, just like Feng Yao in the previous game.

And the dagger in Feng You's hand was really against the Adam's apple of the Holy Hand Scholar, and with a little force, the Holy Hand Scholar could be sent out of the ring.

"How is that possible! How could a scholar of the Holy Hand lose? Why did Feng You appear behind him? ”

"What just happened!"

"Is Fengyou going to win?"

Feng You's expression was still indifferent, and his eyes were like electricity, as if he had done something inconspicuous. What happened just now is known only to the Holy Hand Scholar and Feng You themselves.

Even when he was threatened with death, the expression of the Holy Hand Scholar did not change, and he was still so resolute.

Time seemed to stand still here, and none of the people present dared to take a big breath, for fear of disturbing the tranquility of this moment.

It only takes a split second to determine the decisive moment of the game.

The Holy Hand Scholar also slowed his breathing, and the Adam's apple moved up and down, slightly colliding with the dagger in Feng You's hand.

The dire wolf clenched his fists: "I can't lose, I can't lose..."

Not only him, but also the people of the Hungry Wolf Guild silently prayed and cheered for the Holy Hand Scholar in their hearts.

Just when the atmosphere of the audience condensed to the extreme, the Holy Hand Scholar spoke: "Do you think you can defeat me with such a yin trick!" ”

"I'll tell you, what God is! What, it's scum! ”

"Holy light above, possessed by the gods!"

"Ahhhhh!!hh

I saw that the light around the Holy Hand Scholar was expanding more and more, and in just an instant, he turned his head and smashed his fist towards Feng You.

"Here he comes, he's finally made a move! The scholar god has shown his might! ”

This punch seems to break through the heavens and the earth, shattering the void, like a huge sandbag, with just one punch, it can destroy everything in the world.

"[Paladin Iron Fist]!"

If you fall for this trick, I'm afraid Feng You will disappear directly into the ring.

After all, Feng You was an extremely agile assassin, and he rolled backwards twice, quickly retreated, and dodged the punch.

But how can it be so easy?

The Holy Hand Scholar burst out with all his strength, took three steps and made two steps, and walked towards the wind. With each step, the ground of the ring shattered, and the cobweb-like cracks spread out, which was extremely powerful.

"Dare to offend the majesty of the paladin, little assassin, not enough to worry about!"

"Step!"

"Step!"

"Step!"

With his long thick legs, with only three steps, the Holy Hand Scholar rushed to Fengyou's face, and with the "Farmer's Three Punches," without any skills, he simply relied on his rough strength to try to crush Fengyou.

Feng You dodged the three punches, each one brushing his hair. Then, he kicked his legs and continued to retreat. The Holy Hand Scholar did not let him go, but took advantage of the victory to pursue him, waving his fists.

In the next half minute, the Holy Hand Scholar pursued in a series of pursuits, so that Feng You could only retreat without any chance to fight back.

Slowly, Feng You was directly forced into a corner, without any chance to retreat.

I can only resist hard!

Feng You looked at the iron fist flying towards him, clenched his fist, and went straight to it.

Two ** after another, a huge impact sound resounded throughout the competition field, impacting everyone's eardrums.

"Feng You dared to take the fist of the Holy Hand Scholar, presumably his arm must have been shattered!"

"Let him pretend to be handsome, it's him who fights, Lailai's."

Everyone stood on the side of the Holy Hand Scholar.

"Dare to fight me, you are the first and the last!"

The eyes of the Holy Hand Scholar revealed ruthlessness.