Chapter Eighty-Eight: Victory

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!" Ying Ao pinched a trick, and the dark clouds that had not fallen for half a day suddenly sent out strong fluctuations, and the energy around the island was sucked away by the dark clouds, feeling the powerful power brewing in the dark clouds, not to mention De Saka, even the faces of the referees in the stands changed one after another.

"Click! Rumble! A purple thunderbolt the thickness of a bucket instantly split down in De Saka's frightened eyes, and he didn't have time to make any response before he was struck by the purple thunder, and the whole person was split away by the powerful thunder power, and even the angelic possession was scattered.

"This ......" Qiao Celin's mouth opened wide, the power of attracting heavenly thunder is not unusual, even a human-level magician can do it.

But the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, how to say it, the Heavenly Thunder with a power that exceeds the heavenly level is called the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which is not something that an earth-level dragonborn can easily release.

"That guy must have something wrong with his bloodline." Qiao Celin couldn't help but stroke his chin, although the Huaxia Dragon Clan could drive the Heavenly Thunder, but now the situation was too outrageous.

"Whatever, it's good if he can win, I think De Saka should have lost half his life, and the remaining stupid big man and Lucas, who was abused by the stupid big man, Ying Ao is not a problem. Xiao Mi Mi, your fiancé is about to win, are you happy? Zini rubbed Zini's face and smiled.

"Happy, happy." In order to get rid of the 'claws', Ying Mi hurriedly made a stand.

"Cut, what's happy, when you get married, I can't play with you every day, Xiao Mi Mi, do you dislike my sister and me so much." Although Zini said it pitifully, she took Yingmi into her arms and cleaned it up.

"Ahem, just get used to it." Selina coughed twice, causing the strange gaze of the neighborhoods to dissipate.

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"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder?! How is this guy possible?! The cardinal stood up when Ying Ao triggered the thunder, his face incredulous.

"Well, let's go and see how Desaka is, even we have to peel off our skin when we are struck by a heavenly thunder that surpasses the heavens......" Kong Zhicheng reminded 'kindly'.

"Damn it......" The cardinal immediately flew onto the tournament platform, Desaka collapsed on the tournament platform, and the heavenly thunder beyond the heavenly level paralyzed his whole body, unable to move, if it wasn't for the heaven-level angel carrying it for him, and the angel's possession also played a very big protective role, he was afraid that he would have been split into charcoal.

"Huh, this Nine Heavens God Thunder is really not covered, Desaka is sorry, I won this time." Ying Ao Fei landed beside De Saka, and couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the hole in the tournament platform that was split by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and then threw De Saka off the stage, and at the same time sucked away the thunder power that was still scurrying around on De Saka.

"Bang." De Saka watched as he was thrown off the stage by Ying Ao, and even the cardinal did not stop Ying Ao, but reached out to check after he landed.

"Ying Ao, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is very good." This competition was a bit unexpected to them, the strong of the younger generation should not be underestimated, the cardinal shook his head, and after confirming that De Saka had no other injuries, he turned to Ying Ao and said.

Most of the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was blocked by the summoned Heaven-level angel, and the Heaven-level angel was naturally able to make the best way to deal with it at the moment when the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder slashed, and it was its mission to protect the Divine Desaka and obey his orders.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your appreciation." Ying Ao said politely, and then wanted to say something, but another battlefield not far away next to him also divided the winner and loser.

Lucas was slashed out of the jousting table by Prescott with a knight's sword, looking bloody.

"It looks like there were too many accidents today." Jocelyn couldn't help but sigh, originally thought it was Yingao vs. Lucas and De Saka, but De Saka was half-crippled by Yingao's Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, but Lucas would be knocked down by the famous 'stupid big man', but it's really ......

"Ying Ao, come on, my master's order, I will definitely defeat everyone today!" Looking at the arrogant Prescott, Ying Ao was speechless, this guy is too ......

However, the opponent's fighting style is more in line with Ying Ao's appetite.

"Come on." Ying Ao saw that the other party jumped off the unicorn and didn't recall the feather marks, and directly held the Yifeng halberd and rushed over.

"Bell!" Prescott's knight's sword intersected with Yi Feng's halberd, and to Ying Ao's surprise, Yi Feng's halberd didn't split the opponent's knight's sword.

"Drink!" Prescott shouted, and Ying Ao felt a huge force coming from the opponent's knight's sword, and then he was slashed by Prescott's huge force.

"Good guy, this power can not fall behind even against the angel just now, right?" Ying Ao often suppresses other people of the same level after using Ying Long's incarnation, even those guys in Asgard, except for the dwarf and Thor, the others are not as strong as Ying Long's incarnation in terms of strength, and Prescott's strength can already compete with the heaven-level Thor.

"One move to determine the winner!" Ying Ao rushed over with the Yi Feng halberd, and the little remaining dragon soul power was compressed under Ying Ao's control, and the golden dragon soul power was wrapped around the Yi Feng halberd and at the same time produced an unknown special change.

"Come on!" Prescott brandished his knight's sword and strode forward, the power of the holy light gushed out from his body, Prescott's whole person was bathed in golden holy light, and he burst out with a quality of holy light that was even stronger than De Saka.

The two golden figures collided fiercely in the blink of an eye, from far and near.

"Boom!" The sword halberds intersected, and the ripples of power exploded, and the power of Yingao's dragon soul broke through Prescott's defenses.

After all, the Yi Feng halberd is a holy weapon, compared to it, although Prescott's weapon is not an ordinary product, but a good enchanted weapon, but after all, it is not as strong as the holy weapon, Prescott's attack was broken, Yi Feng halberd cut the knight's sword, and the tip of the halberd pointed directly at Prescott's chest.

"Hah!" Prescott let out a loud shout, and a strong ball of holy light burst out from his chest to protect him, and Ying Ao also intended to let Prescott go, but there was no turning back when he opened the bow, this power Ying Ao didn't want to take it back, so he would not die or be disabled, so Yi Feng's halberd did not advance again but slashed to the ground, casting this powerful force on the competition platform.

"Whew...... You win. Prescott, who was slashed a few meters by Yingao, exhaled deeply, threw away the broken knight's sword in his hand, turned around and led the unicorn down the jousting platform, and his figure was indescribably gloomy.

"Who else!" Ying Ao put Yi Feng's halberd to the ground, don't look at the aftermath of the battle just now, it was a high degree of power control without a trace of leakage, and finally the competition platform that was split by Yi Feng's halberd has been blasted into pieces by the strong force, and Ying Ao's voice collapsed as soon as the competition platform fell.