"Ding!! ＂

With a crisp sound, the two swords in Luo Tianhuan's hands were all broken into two halves, and the blades flew out and were embedded in the stone pillars behind him......

Blood tickled on the ground, Luo Tianhuan looked at Yan Xue who was holding a shield in front of him, and gasped for breath......

"You're out of energy...... You've lost again...... Yan Ze looked at Luo Tianhuan in front of him, in this arena, he and Luo Tianhuan had fought more than a hundred times, but they were all the same result, Luo Tianhuan's dual swords could not break his shield......

The broken sword in Luo Tianhuan's hand rushed towards Yan Ze, even if the double sword was broken, as long as the battle was not over, he would keep fighting......

"It's over! Hurricane !! ＂

The short sword in Yan Ze's hand was wrapped with a layer of powerful airflow, and in the face of Luo Tianhuan who rushed towards him, the short sword in Yan Ze's hand stabbed out......

Luo Tianhuan felt that his abdomen had been hit hard, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string......

"Knock!! ＂

Luo Tianhuan slammed into the stone pillar, his abdomen was torn open with a big hole, and his blood volume was completely emptied......

"This time...... You held out for 4 minutes...... Looking at Luo Tianhuan, who was leaning against the stone pillar and had lost the breath of life, even Yan Xue had to admit that this guy was making progress little by little......

The corpse turned into countless points of light and disappeared in front of Yan Ze, and Luo Tianhuan was resurrected again......

"Come again! ＂

Luo Tianhuan rushed towards Yan Ze with his twin swords in his hands, and the two sides fought fiercely......

……

The Church of Judgment, also known as the Sanhedrin, is a death team for any participating team. Whether it is the team's cooperation or the personal strength of the team members, they all belong to the top existence, especially their vice president Abel, which is a nightmare for countless people, and the insurmountable mountain in the eyes of all professional players......

All the participating teams were arranged together in the accommodation arranged by HT Company, with Luo Tianhuan's Huaxia team on the third floor and the English Judgment Church represented by Abel on the fourth floor......

"All right, ladies and gentlemen! Let's break down the team we might encounter! Although we are already strong, we still can't take it lightly! The president of the Judgment Church looked at the members in front of him and said.

The president of the Judgment Church is called "Pope", and he belongs to a professional old monster of the same level as Yan Xuan, and his own strength is very strong, or maybe because there is an Abel in the team, almost all the focus is focused on Abel.

"South Korea's Sanxin, Japan's Shadow Warrior, Huaxia Tianqiong, Russian Fighter, American Supernova, etc...... These are the strong teams we will face! And this time, they will definitely focus all their fire on us! ＂

The Church of Judgment looked at the blonde boy in the corner with his eyes closed and silent, and that person was none other than Abel...... At a young age, he has a steadiness and calmness that does not belong to his age......

"No need to worry, everything is in my calculations! Sanxin's Lee Hyuk-jeong, Japan's Hanzo and Oda Nobunaga, China's Shield of the Sky and Dream Bubble, Russia's Ashers, America's Dante! There are two people to keep an eye out for, though, one is Fantasy Bubble, one is Dante, and both are new opponents, and we don't know much about them! And they're strong! I've seen videos of him in a dreamy bubble, but Dante, we don't know anything. The rest are our old rivals! Abel opened his eyes and looked at all the people present and smiled faintly, there were only more than ten people in this world competition who really made him serious......

With your words, we can rest assured! With that said, we can play whatever we want! ＂

"So to speak! ＂

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The S1 World Championship will start tomorrow, and at 8:30 p.m., the tournament team will gather representatives of the participating teams to draw lots and explain some precautions for the competition......

Luo Tianhuan's Tianqiong drew the Vietnamese NT team, which can be said to not be too much pressure for everyone, after all, in recent years, the Vietnamese team has not had any dazzling performances, and the world championship has never entered the quarterfinals.

"Tomorrow we will play in a singles match, and the list of personnel players will be randomly assigned by the players. Although our opponent is not a strong team this time, we still can't take it lightly, every victory means points, and points affect the champions behind! So rest well tonight! Yan Xue looked at the people present and said, and for the first game of tomorrow's World Championship, whether it is an old man or a newcomer, he is even more nervous and looking forward to it......

Luo Tianhuan rubbed his temples, looking a little tired, after all, he and Yan Xue had been fighting in that arena for so long, but they didn't win a single battle.

Even Yan Xue couldn't defeat him, let alone Abel in the back, at this moment, Luo Tianhuan also felt a huge pressure on his shoulders......

In the past, Luo Tianhuan may have been very arrogant and said that he would definitely win the domestic championship, but now that this is the world championship, there is more than one character like Yan Ze......

"Don't stress too much! If you behave abnormally, it will definitely affect them! The double sword flow should be the confident double sword flow in the domestic competition! Mo Yan patted Luo Tianhuan on the shoulder, he could see that Luo Tianhuan was not as confident as he was in the domestic competition, perhaps because there were more strong opponents in the world competition, and the pressure on Luo Tianhuan was also greater......

"Well, I understand! "Luo Tianhuan knew that the vast majority of people in the Heavenly Dome Guild believed in him, and if he showed nervousness, it would definitely affect them. It's the World Championship, and Luo Tianhuan doesn't want them to be affected in any way!

Before the World Championship, Luo Tianhuan had looked up information about Abel, although all the information about Abel was very mysterious, and he himself basically did not make a move. But Luo Tianhuan knew that Abel was a player who was proficient in all weapons, which means that he couldn't be sure what weapons and skills Abel would use, and Luo Tianhuan didn't know what way to deal with it! And everything about himself has been exposed, knowing that he is using a double sword stream, and he also knows how to deal with his shattered sky streamer......

"Brother...... ＂

"Little Aya! After so long training, I believe you have become stronger, and you will perform well tomorrow! Luo Tianhuan reached out and rubbed Luo Yiyan's head, and smiled faintly......

"Brother, are you too tired? Luo Yiya saw that Luo Tianhuan's eyes were a little tired, and asked worriedly.

"Sort of! Then I'll go and rest first! ＂

"Hmmm! Okay, brother! Luo Yiya nodded, she also knew that in the face of the World Championship, Luo Tianhuan was under a lot of pressure......

(End of chapter)