"Now it's the last one." Jingchuan Tiangong turned his head to look.

Long Yi stood up, brought a smile to his friends and lovers, and then walked down step by step.

He wore a black samurai suit today, the kind in the form of a robe, without any patterns, and a wide-brimmed white battle belt tied around his waist.

The red and white Poké Balls shrunk and snapped onto the top of his belt, and he held a long katana in his left hand, which was his demon sword-Mo Yan.

Ryuichi stepped out of the audience in front of everyone's gaze, and passed by Kurosawa who was walking towards him, and both sides raised their right hands and clapped their hands.

"Are you sure?" Kurosawa asked.

Long Yi shook his head: "No." ”

Then the two staggered, Kurosawa returned to the stands, and Ryuichi stepped onto the players' box.

Airplanes~

The platform mechanism activated, and the dragon rose to a high place.

Sweeping his gaze, the Thorny Dragon King on the field had already dispersed most of the current, leaving only a water tank-sized mass floating in the air for himself to perch.

On the opposite platform, Kukai finally waited for Ryuichi to take the stage, and asked a little impatiently, "How do you want to compare?" ”

The dragon smiled.

After the official opening of the academy competition, he had a little understanding of several participating forces, among which the name of the Pure Land Temple represents its way of cultivation, the temple refers to the temple, the earth refers to the old-fashioned, and the pure refers to the peace of mind.

The practice of Pure Land Temple is to use ancient and serious rules to calm people's minds and not be disturbed by all kinds of chaotic thoughts, so as to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The disadvantage of this way of practice is that the seven emotions and six desires of the practitioners are suppressed by the rules and habits, once the state of mind of the cultivator is broken, then the body that has been suppressed before will produce an explosive torrent of feelings in a short period of time, just like an uncontrollable flood after the dam bursts!

Kurosawa's efforts were not in vain, the song 'Death or Alive' just now was not only sung to the Thorn Dragon King, but also subtly affected Kukai's mind.

Hinting step by step, integrating step by step, until the end of the Thorn Dragon King almost died and died, the difficult choice between the ups and downs and the gambling-like flash of inspiration at the last moment finally broke the state of mind left by Kukai's more than ten years of life in the Pure Land Temple, making him a person who is more emotionally richer than ordinary people in a short period of time and is more likely to be affected by his own emotions.

And a trainer who is not calm can play at a level that can be imagined.

Hearing Kukai's inquiry, Ryuyi smiled and said, "Let's compare, my ultimate move!" Let your Thorn Dragon King take my elf, and next, you win; If you can't take it, I win. ”

Ryuichi deliberately said exactly the same race conditions as Kurosawa.

Sure enough, hearing this, Kukai's pupils shrank significantly, and a clear anger appeared on his face: "You really think that elemental level elves are wild elves on the side of the road, and you can't be bullied casually!" Come on! Just let the horses come! ”

"If you don't say I'll do the same." Long Yi smiled even more.

Kukai looked even angrier, walking around the platform in frustration, his mouth full of words that only he could hear, but clearly not good.

The two sides agreed, and the rules were set.

Instead of picking up the ten Poké Balls hanging from his waist, Ryuichi raised his right hand, palm facing Kukai, five fingers spread.

"Huh?" Kukai was stunned.

"Come out!"

A purple-black circle of light appeared in Long Yi's palm, and then quickly expanded, quickly expanding to more than three meters high, oval, black hole, as if opening the door to another dimension.

"My elf, Jörmungad!"

Rise!

A terrifying roar like a dragon's groan came from the purple-black portal, and then a dragon head the size of a water tank emerged from it, followed by a long, waist-thick snake body.

"It's!"

"This elf!"

Kukai took a few steps back, and didn't react until his back hit the guardrail behind him, and Junxiu's face turned red.

At that moment just now, he inexplicably felt a sense of unwarranted fear, as if recalling some terrible memory from his childhood that had been self-sealed by his brain!

Not only Kukai, but almost ninety percent of the people in the audience couldn't help but stand up and look at the huge and chilling terrifying snake on the field.

"This snake ......" Jingchuan Tiangu didn't know how many times he was surprised today, but he swore that it was definitely the strongest one.

He'd seen this snake!

No, it can't be said that he saw it, because what he saw at that time was not a real giant snake, but only a virtual shadow of a giant snake.

"What kind of elf is it! Why is it exactly the same as the spirit behind Kikuko's ancient Abel monster when he used the secret technique of fear demon spirits! ”

In fact, there was no need for Yemenga to appear in the field at all, as long as the dragon thought and moved, it could appear anywhere within ten meters of the dragon one.

The reason for this is that Ryuichi is not very aware of the upper limit of Yemenga's ability, just in case he increases the odds of winning to the maximum.

Such a cool and domineering appearance is naturally shocking and impressive, especially the particularity of Jörmungandr itself can also make people involuntarily rise in fear.

Little by little, it crawled out of the portal, and the fear in the hearts of all those who saw it increased little by little.

Fortunately for the bystanders, Kukai and the Thorny Dragon King, who were specially targeted by Jörmungad, were even about to hallucinate at this moment.

Finally, Jörmungad's nearly thirty-meter-long body completely emerged from the portal, coiled into a snake mountain, occupying a small half of the field, his head raised high, looking down at the Thorny Dragon King and Kukai on the opposite side.

The purple-black aperture in front of Long Yi suddenly disappeared.

Now is the time!

Long Yi didn't wait, his previous series of layouts were for this moment: "Jörmungad, use the Dread Spirit!" ”

Rise!

Jörmungård opened his neck ribs to reveal a penetrating black and white pattern. It snapped open its snake snout and devoured it with a terrifying roar.

Airplanes!

A huge purple-black circle of light that was a hundred times larger than just now appeared behind Yermungand, and in the midst of the black mist, two star-like golden eyes lit up, and then a terrifying snake identical to Yermungandr appeared, and also made a gesture of biting down.

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With a pop, the water balloon that wrapped the body of the Thorn Dragon King suddenly exploded, and the latter rolled his eyes and fell to the field, his unconscious body still twitching.

Kukai's handsome face contorted into an ugly chrysanthemum, tears streaming down his face, he raised his right hand and pointed at Jörmungadr on the field, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, nothing came out, and after a 'uh' sound came out of his throat, he fell softly, and even the hem of the monk's robe slowly oozed water.

"This feeling ......"

"This figure!"

"It's the dark shadow that appeared on the island the night before!"

A scream rang out from the audience, and the students and teachers who were watching finally recovered from the shock, almost all of them remembered the night when they were awakened by inexplicable horror in their sleep, and the few who had seen the horror demon spirit pointed to the phantom behind Jörmungandr and talked nonsense.

Jingchuan Tiangong's right hand trembled slightly, he subconsciously turned his back behind him and grasped it firmly with his left hand, and the strength was so great that the skin of his right hand faded blood.

"Nirvana!"

"This is a special move-level Dreadspirit!"