Approaching the end, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to fight the dragon, but the game between Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai looks a bit fake, and Yan Jinbai died too simply in the last two games, which caused some people to be dissatisfied.

Follow the procedure, it doesn't matter how they fight, one person goes up, one person goes down, and there is a result in the end.

From the audience's point of view, some people are very dissatisfied, this game is not enjoyable, and many people are very interested in who is strong and who is weak in the Yan family, and want to find out.

Yan Jinbai's previous style of play was quite hateful, and Lu Su called several classmates from Kyoto schools to help her shout.

"We fought so hard, you little girl, you lost miserably, let's call it that."

There are fake fights, but this is something that can't be admitted to death, Xu Zhi's brain melon collapsed and brought a move, and Yan Jinbai died a miserable death.

"It took me a lot of effort to win, you woman is really rude, you have to do it, and fight Yan Jinbai for two rounds."

There are doubts and refutations, although there are boos, Xu Zhi has to work hard to round the field.

"Bah, I'm not going to fight with that disciple."

Lu Su snorted several times, and shouted and beat again, listening to Xu Zhi's head, fortunately, the organizer has no opinion, and no opinion from above is the best instruction.

"We won't lose our character this way."

Rao has seen a lot of scenes, seeing that the number of people calling has increased from a few to a dozen, and then to dozens, and now hundreds of people are shouting in unison, Yan Jinbai is also a little apprehensive.

"When you play that set of claw skills, you don't have any character, where do you need to lose."

"As long as I use my talent, I can't control it, it's just a fighting instinct, and whoever fights is not a needle."

"See the stitches?"

Xu Zhi looked at Lu Su with a strange expression, fortunately he was on the virtual platform, but in reality, this had to be a life-and-death feud.

"Fake fight, hit hard."

The woman raised her fists fiercely in the audience, with an angry expression on her face, staring at Xu Zhi tightly, occasionally peeking at Yan Jinbai, and quickly retracted her eyes.

"Yes, there is no opinion from above, let's just ignore these things, and let go of the fight for a while."

As soon as the ten-minute adjustment time passed, Xu Zhi drilled into the fixed battle room.

Whether it is the battle for the third place, or the battle for the championship and runner-up, the two are obviously not easy.

The one who fought against Yan Jinbai was called Tu Luming, the senior brother from Linxi Academy, who was able to beat many seniors in his junior year, and his development was very balanced.

Fighting with Yi Chuan, he lost simply and neatly, not because he couldn't do it, but because Yi Chuan's means were too strong.

After fighting for a few minutes, Tu Luming not only couldn't get within three meters of Yi Chuan, but he didn't even have a chance to draw cold.

"It's finally time for the last fight, and I hope you'll give me a little bit of interest in fighting."

Yi Chuan smiled, and the big gun he was carrying lightly pulled a spear flower, which was light and flexible so that Xu Zhi couldn't help blinking.

The big gun is three meters five long, the tip of the gun is green steel, the barrel of the gun is also green steel, this weapon weighs more than 100 catties, if there is no internal gas protection, it will be injured if it is rubbed, and it will die if it is worn.

The other party is not only skilled to a certain level, but also has a very strong physical strength.

Moon sticks, year knives, and a lifetime gun, relatively speaking, the stick method is relatively easy to master, and it is also the basis of all weapons, including all arts, and the gun is the most difficult to master, and it is not possible to work hard.

Yi Chuan's fingers are thick and calloused, and in terms of gunmanship, the other party has obviously put a lot of effort into it, and even had a certain amount of equipment training in his early years.

"Maybe it can get you a little bit interested."

Xu Zhi stretched out his hand, and a pure steel rod appeared in his hand, for Yi Chuan, he was very wary, and even lowered the standard of his weapon, and did not choose the most green steel rod that he usually used.

For others, his two-meter-three-long stick is a long weapon, but compared to the big gun in Yi Chuan's hand, this long weapon is slightly shorter.

When fighting, he must rush forward, using a weapon that is light and strong enough, his mad magic stick method can exert more power, and perhaps, the chance of winning will be slightly improved.

"You seem to be afraid of me, and you have changed your weapons."

"I've never been afraid of an opponent of the same rank."

Xu Zhi said with a smile, he was not sure of winning Yi Chuan, but it did not mean that he was afraid of Yi Chuan, as soon as the countdown to the game arrived, he went down the mountain like a tiger and pounced on him with a pure steel rod.

"Ignorance"

In the shadow of the stick, Yi Chuan's low voice came, and a little white light came out.

Fast, accurate, ruthless.

The characteristics of Yi Chuan's big gun are nothing more than these three things, but the simpler it is, the more difficult it is to deal with, Xu Zhi doesn't know if this is the teaching policy of Yingtian Academy's spearmanship, or if it was taught by Grandmaster Yi Zhongdi, or if it was Yi Chuan who found his true route, and planned to use this as an opportunity to break through to the master stage in the future.

It's a well-established fighting style, as violent as straightforward, simple.

Xu Zhi had never seen a cultivator of the same level rely on a heavy big gun to achieve this kind of speed and accuracy, even if Yan Jinbai used the knife, now he only slashed nine times with one sword, the higher he went, the more difficult it was to improve, and Yi Chuan could do one shot and twelve times with a big gun, which was a point that Xu Zhiyuan could not reach.

Relying on the pure steel rod, Xu Zhi could barely make eight stick shadows, which was far away from Yi Chuan.

That little bit of blue light was Yi Chuan shining through his gap, and when he was fighting, several shots had already been pointed on Xu Zhi's body.

Big guns are like dragons, sticks are like rain.

In the midst of the fierce battle, there was a faint slight pain in his body, and Xu Zhi knew very well that Yi Chuan had pierced enough guns on him, if it weren't for the continuous release of his internal qi, coupled with his body's extremely high ability to resist blows, the number of these blows was enough to make an opponent of the same rank step down.

"Shall we stop guessing who wins?" Li Huaien smiled.

In the arena, the previous hustle and bustle is no longer audible, all the grades have entered the final stage, and the competition has entered the final stage, no matter which occasion you look at, you feel that you are missing a few pairs of eyes.

The number of participants in the National College Elite League is extremely large, but the arrangement and end of the schedule is extremely fast, the rules are simple and crude but reasonable, and the age and cultivation are promoted to this stage, and there is no longer a need for more auxiliary projects.

"Yi Chuan, this kid is amazing, relying on his talent, he simulated the rough prototype of the gun intent so early, even if it is difficult to advance his talent in the future, this influence is also very important to his guidance, not to mention the achievement of the grandmaster, the road to the master is much easier."

Gong Qi shook his head, Yi Chuan's simulation of gun intent is a big killer for today's expert-level players, and his advantages in the battle are fully displayed.

"Speaking of which, this is also a flaw of the virtual platform, there are some unfairness, which can make him reappear in talent, and he can release it in every duel, if it is in reality, I am afraid that it can only be maintained once a day."

"It's rare for you old thing to say the word fairness."

When Gong Qi was complaining, he suddenly saw Xu Zhi on the stage covering his neck, his figure retreating again and again, and opposite him, Yi Chuan stood on one leg, with a big gun on the ground, with an ugly face.