I saw that the golden dragon was erected behind Long Zetian, and then the dragon's head poked out and roared at Zhang Binhui, and the second air film in the arena rose urgently, and as soon as it was closed, I saw the air film bulging out, and an invisible ripple bombarded the shield. ｛｝

"Divine Consciousness Attack 'Dragon's Sigh'!"

Francis directly exclaimed, this is exactly Long Zetian's best attack, but after the spirit level, its power is already very different.

saw Zhang Binhui holding his head in both hands, as if he was hit head-on by an invisible hammer, his body rose from the ground and smashed directly into the qi wall.

"It's over, Brother Xiaohui is finished."

Although he was a student of the academy, Demped had a very good impression of Zhang Binhui, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he saw him curled up there.

There was silence in the audience, everyone stared at the protective shield, if Zhang Binhui fell from the air wall in a coma, the game would be over.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhang Binhui was still motionless, and the discussion outside the venue gradually became louder.

Just when everyone was in shock, Zhang Binhui, who was huddled in the air hood, suddenly straightened his body, and then reflexively flicked and flew out of the air wall.

I saw him breathe a sigh, and the index finger of his right hand slashed horizontally from his forehead, pretending to shake off the sweat: "It scared me, I thought I couldn't stand it!" ”

The audience was in an uproar.

Just now, it was a spiritual level cultivator's divine sense attack, and Long Zetian was famous for his divine sense cultivation, he didn't expect him to strike with all his strength, Zhang Binhui was actually like a nobody, his divine sense defense was really strong.

In the competition field, Zhang Binhui was relaxed, he approached within 100 meters of Long Zetian again, and then hooked his fingers at him: "Come again, I felt very cool just now." ”

This is a provocation, this is a contempt for the spiritual level cultivators, this is Zhang Binhui's response to Long Zetian, and Long Zetian was furious.

I saw that the neck of the golden dragon swelled sharply, and the huge dragon head seemed to have doubled again, with a roar, the space in front of the dragon's mouth seemed to be flooded with waves, and it hit Zhang Binhui's body with lightning speed.

Zhang Binhui was like being hit by a flash flood, his robe was pulled straight back, and the powerful air wave scraped the skin on his face, Zhang Binhui was like a boat sailing against the current, after sliding two steps back, he forced back step by step against the sound waves.

This is obviously Long Zetian's box-pressing trick, the combination of divine sense attack and sonic bombardment, the power is even better than the "Dragon's Sigh".

Although Zhang Binhui was able to withstand its attack, he obviously couldn't get rid of its influence, and at a distance of 100 meters, it took him more than ten seconds before he reached Long Zetian step by step.

"Okay, is there anything more cool?"

"Smack", a giant sword slapped horizontally, just like a moving city wall, Zhang Binhui's words were not finished, and he was slapped out by Long Zetian with a sword.

"Isn't it cool?"

In mid-air, Zhang Binhui was still rolling, Long Zetian had appeared behind him, and he saw his left foot landing, his right foot raised, and the giant sword was round behind him, Zhang Binhui just flew in front of him, and with a "woo" sound, Long Zetian's giant sword slapped on his body again.

This time the speed of being blasted out was faster, Zhang Binhui was like a round ball, "plopping" into the air hood, because Long Zetian's blow was extremely powerful, Zhang Binhui's body continued to fly out of the arena against the air film.

Through the passage brought out by the air film, Zhang Binhui could see that Long Zetian had flown over, he stayed above the air film, holding the sword high in both hands, just waiting for Zhang Binhui to come back, his sword must be slashed hard.

Zhang Binhui didn't dare to slack off, although he was hit twice in a row and his body was in pain, he still tried his best to punch out, and the purple plasma filled the air film channel, like a cannon ejecting the chamber, and blasted at Long Zetian fiercely.

Long Zetian didn't avoid it, swung his knife and slashed down, "fluttering", like a sharp blade cutting bamboo, this plasma was cut in half by Long Zetian's sword from the middle, and the two "torrents" flew out left and right.

Zhang Binhui was exhausted, and was pulled back by the air film at a faster speed, just popping out of the hole, Long Zetian's sword hilt stomped downward, and with a "clang", the mace blocking it was shattered, Zhang Binhui changed from flying sideways to falling, "poof", and directly sank into the ground.

There is really no hope this time, this is a confrontation between the human level and the spirit level, even if the talent of the Shou Ape disciple is outstanding, but the trench in strength is placed there.

Zhang Binhui is not a threat to Long Zetian at all now, Long Zetian's shot is like playing, and the game is over.

The spectators in the stands have always stood on the side of the academy, but when they saw the situation of this side falling, they couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhang Binhui.

He is already very good, but meeting Long Zetian is his calamity, and there is no need to resist anymore, it will only increase his own pain.

Ling Doudou and Mo Yingxuan were heartbroken, they stood up directly and shouted at the arena: "Forget it, Brother Hui, give up, don't insist anymore." ”

Through the entrance of the cave, everyone can see Zhang Binhui stuck there, the loose gravel on the cave wall fell down from time to time and smashed on his body, he moved his hands and feet, as if he wanted to stand up again, but the hard rock did not move, Zhang Binhui was really exhausted.

Long Zetian landed underground, and then walked to the edge of the cave step by step.

He held the sword in his right hand, pushed it down, and pointed the giant sword at the entrance of the cave again: "I said that I would defeat you, but unfortunately you have not believed it!"

Now, I say this again: you are not my opponent, and in my presence you can only be a vassal under my sword. ”

On the rostrum, Shou Ape sighed, and his body, which had been tense, relaxed for the first time.

Zhang Binhui worked hard, and he saw it very clearly, but Long Zetian was promoted on the spot, which was an accident at all, and he did not violate the agreement of the year.

Maybe that's destiny!

Naya Xue sat on the sidelines, and she felt very heartbroken. She knows Xiaohui's brother's character very well, don't look at him as casual and soft on weekdays, he never seems to care about anything, but if he is really serious, he will definitely give up.

If he loses today, he must be very uncomfortable, right?

While everyone was quietly waiting for the result, Zhang Binhui at the bottom of the cave suddenly sighed, he stopped struggling, and turned to look at Long Zetian at the entrance of the cave.

"You are known as the Dragon Emperor, you must be talented and rich in resources, so you are used to being invincible, commanding all directions, and trampling others under your feet gives you a great sense of accomplishment, right?"

Long Zetian was stunned for a moment, then smiled coldly, and pushed the giant sword in his hand down a few inches again: "Win the king and defeat the king, what else do you have to say?" ”

Zhang Binhui laughed: "Do you really think it's over?" Wrong! ”

With a "click", a piece of rubble flew out, Zhang Binhui raised his hand and held it on the blade again:

"I'm telling you, it's just the beginning!"