Chapter Eighty-Three: The Result of the Tribal Contest

Nangong Yunyao glanced at Li Wenlong, and jumped into the ring first, Li Wenlong also followed closely and jumped into the ring, and the two looked at each other, waiting for the start of the game.

After a while, Li Yang in the high platform officially announced the start of the game.

The two of them glanced at each other, and both hands conjured up their respective weapons.

An incomparably delicate crystal bow and arrow appeared in Nangong Yunyao's hand, while Li Wenlong was a black and shiny brush, and the two began to prepare for the attack.

Three arrows transformed by spiritual power appeared in Nangong Yunyao's hand, and the bow was wound and pulled in one go, and with a buzz, the sharp arrow shot towards Li Wenlong.

At this time, Li Wenlong, who was drawing the battle demon beast with a brush, hurriedly stopped the movement in his hand and waved the brush towards the arrow that was shot.

In an instant, a shield suddenly appeared, and after resisting the arrow, it disappeared, and the brush in his hand did not stop, continuing to draw the unfinished demon beast.

Nangong Yun glanced at him from afar, frowned, and three arrows appeared in his hand in an instant, and as soon as his right hand was released, the sharp arrows shot towards Li Wenlong again.

At the same time, there was a fight in the ring on the side.

Feng Feiyang waved his twin swords, and his posture quickly slashed towards Zhang Feng. And Zhang Feng was not vulnerable, I saw him swing the spear in his hand and stab towards the wind, and after the flying sword was repulsed, the speed of the spear was still unabated, and Yu Wei stabbed towards the wind.

Feng Feiyang's figure flashed to the right in an instant, dodging his attack, just like his name, Feng Feiyang, flying with the wind, the most flexible is his fast-moving figure.

After he dodged the attack, he swung his twin swords again and swung them towards Zhang Feng.

The wonderful game on the stage made everyone in the audience unable to watch it, and some people with low cultivation were hesitating which game to watch, but most people chose to watch the duel between Nangong Yunyao and Li Wenlong, while some people with higher cultivation had the mental strength to watch the two games directly.

With the wonderful duel of the four people in the ring, the game has gradually entered the late stage, and the four are no longer as tentative as before, after this period of fighting, they also understand their weaknesses and strengths, and are ready to launch the final attack.

Nangong Yun glanced at the other side, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and three sharp arrows suddenly appeared in his hand, and on the sharp arrow, there was a trace of spiritual power, which was also studied by him during this time, although he was not proficient, but at this time, he couldn't care so much, the arrow was wound, and as soon as his right hand was released, the sharp arrow shot towards Li Wenlong.

Unlike in the past, this time the sharp arrow was accompanied by spiritual power, and the tactics had also changed greatly, no longer rushing away as brainlessly as before, but quickly surrounding Li Wenlong, waiting for his flaws to appear.

Li Wenlong glanced at the arrows around him, his face showed a trace of anxiety, no longer as calm as before, although he did not know the tactics of these arrows, but he also sensed a trace of danger, a wind dragon was transformed under his pen, and surrounded him at a fast speed, in order to guard against the attack of sharp arrows.

His right hand did not stop, but continued to move in front of him, one after another tiger bees appeared, swirling around him, and at the first of his orders, they would attack the enemy desperately.

Nangong Yunyao didn't stop his hands, and three more arrows appeared, and the arrows were endowed with spiritual power, buzzing towards Li Wenlong.

Arrows like this kind of mental power control, only those with strong mental power can control these arrows, if it is controlled by the spiritual power of ordinary spiritual people, it is estimated that controlling two or three sharp arrows is already the limit.

But Nangong Yunyao and Li Wenlong are obviously not ordinary spiritual warriors, and the talents of their spiritual power seem to be extremely outstanding, and the more items they can control.

After a while, more than a dozen sharp arrows were rapidly circling around Li Wenlong's side, waiting for Nangong Yunyao to command.

And Li Wenlong did not fall, and there were many tiger peaks around him, and the number was still expanding.

The two glanced at each other, nodded, and as if they had reached a consensus, the arrows and Tiger Peak quickly launched, each obeying their own commands and heading towards their respective orders.

After the arrows surrounding Li Wenlong received Nangong Yunyao's command, the sharp arrows became faster, and suddenly, one of the sharp arrows shot towards Li Wenlong, and then another sharp arrow shot towards him.

Li Wenlong sensed the movement of the arrow, and the wind dragon surrounding him pounced towards the sharp arrow that was fired, and a large part of the Tiger Peak beside him also received his order, fluttering its wings and buzzing towards Nangong Yunyao quickly.

But he seemed to underestimate those sharp arrows, and a few sharp arrows shot towards him, and the wind dragon couldn't take care of it, although there were still some tiger peaks beside him, but it seemed that they couldn't stop the footsteps of the arrows.

Poof!

Those tiger peaks were quickly passed through by sharp arrows, and the speed of the sharp arrows was not affected, and with a pop, they shot at Li Wenlong's back.

At the same time, Tiger Peak also flew to Nangong Yunyao's side.

Boom, boom, one by one, they suddenly exploded, blowing up Nangong Yunyao's clothes to shreds. But at this time, there was a sudden turnaround, and the explosion speed of those tiger peaks seemed to be much slower, which made Nangong Yunyao come back to his senses, a long sword appeared in his hand, and his right hand swung it, splitting the tiger peaks one by one into disappearance.

In an instant, the large group of tiger peaks suddenly turned into air and disappeared.

Nangong Yunyao's eyebrows were furrowed, at first he thought it was Li Wenlong's tactic, but then he came to his senses when he saw that Li Wenlong's figure had fallen in the ring. Without Li Wenlong's control, these tiger peaks naturally turned into air and dissipated them.

Nangong Yunyao took a deep breath, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, glanced at the audience, and then sighed and said: "The competition is finally over, and it doesn't live up to my efforts these days, this first place has finally been won!" ”

And in the ring on the side, the game also came to an end.

After Zhang Feng used his shield to block the windy double swords with his left hand, the spear in his right hand was also instantly inserted into his figure.

Feng Feiyang instinctively sensed the danger and hurriedly moved his body, but it was too late, and the spear was already stuck in his chest. 'Wow' made him cry out in pain, and he grasped the spear in his right hand, ready to pull it out.

Zhang Feng laughed evilly, and the shield in his left hand slapped towards his head.

Syllable!

Feng Feiyang was hit by his shield and couldn't move for a long time, and the result of the game was there.