In the third battle, Leng Yun tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't lock the scorpion's walking, and was finally attacked by the scorpion, a set of combos, directly breaking the shield, clearing his life, and kicking him out of the field.

At this point, the top three camps were produced.

Zhang Mu, Ye Qianqiu, and scorpions.

According to the rules of the competitive competition, the three need to duel in pairs, and Zuihou will choose the first, second, and third place through the record. The competitive competition with the participation of the whole people is finally coming to an end, and the next few battles will determine the ownership of the champion.

The finals are about to begin, and there are three battles in this round.

The first scene, Huangquan mercenary, Zhang Mu - lone wolf mercenary, Ye Qianqiu.

The second scene, Huangquan mercenary, Zhang Mu - Huangquan mercenary, scorpion.

The third scene, lone wolf mercenary, Ye Qianqiu - Huangquan mercenary, scorpion.

In fact, of the three battles, only the first one has suspense, and as for the other two, if nothing else, the Scorpion will lose. Although the three of them are masters of the same level, but in the arena, the scorpion cannot exert the true power of the killer, and it is at a disadvantage in terms of skills. As long as the winner of the first game is decided, the top three can basically be determined.

Ye Qianqiu sat in the audience, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he was full of strong fighting intent, "Finally wait for the moment of superiority!" ”

Cheng Bo said with a smile: "No one in the world can stop the ghost spear, even if Zhang Mu has a few brushes, he can't compare with you." ”

Ye Qianqiu said lightly: "I don't want to be completely dominated by the will of the ghost god, I will end the battle before the complete ghost deification, and use my self-consciousness to defeat him!" ”

……

Zhang Mu on the other side is ready for battle. He knows the power of the ghost spear, and the only chance of winning is on the [Blessing of the Gods], which is also an A-level skill, this skill was upgraded to LV4 by Zhang Mu, the time of invincibility has been increased to 2.5 seconds, the increase of all attributes has reached 50%, the amplification effect has been maintained for 240 seconds, and the cooldown time has been reduced to 51 minutes.

The A-level skill [Ghost God Change] allows people to obtain the power of ghosts and gods, so as to become extremely powerful. It's just that the power of the ghosts and gods is reflected in multiple attacks, and the increase in their own attributes may not be as high as the [Blessing of the Heavenly Gods], and the blessing of the Heavenly Gods can bring valuable invincible time, which is an important element to compete with Ye Qianqiu.

Lin Caiyan said: "The wood is about to play, have you come up with a tactic?" ”

Zhang Mu said calmly: "The ghosts and gods can't be broken, and Ye Qianqiu's skills are not under me, so there are no tactics to speak of, let's fight with their strength!" ”

Du Rongrong didn't give up: "No, you must win!" ”

Yang Yi shouted: "Yes, avenge me and Lao Hei!" ”

Zhang Mu didn't say the first place in his previous life, he didn't score in the top ten, but now he has the ability and ability to compete for the first place, which is really a trick. In fact, at this point, Zhang Mu is already very satisfied, even if he can't beat Ye Qianqiu, at most he is a little regretful, and he will not care too much and be persistent. Ye Qianqiu, this guy, is not a person at all.

The break passed quickly.

"Come on, wood!"

"Hit him!"

"Come on, Boss!"

“……”

Amid the shouts and cheers of the mercenaries, Zhang Mu was teleported to the arena, on the other side of the arena, holding an eight-foot silver spear, Ye Qianqiu stood proudly, his eyes were no longer cold, but full of fanaticism and endless battle intent. Zhang Mu is too familiar with this kind of gaze, which is a kind of determination to gamble on honor and faith, and even put life on the line.

This is the most feared warrior of all kinds, and it will be tricky if you put yourself in the shoes of an opponent or an enemy. Ye Qianqiu's beliefs and mentality are incomprehensible to ordinary people, and he is even willing to give up everything in order to pursue personal strength, family, friendship, aiqing, and even life.

Zhang Mu pulled out his sword, took a deep breath, stared at Ye Qianqiu and said, "Come on." ”

"Dang!"

The bell of the competition is ringing.

Ye Qianqiu lifted the spear, held the tail of the spear with his left hand, held the body of the spear with his right hand, pointed the spear to the rear, jumped high, and slapped the ground heavily. The ground shattered inch by inch, and a stream of energy continued to rise and fall on the ground like a dragon, attacking Zhang Mu at a super fast speed.

Zhang Mu's pupils shrank, and he instantly slid across the attack area, and in the process of moving at high speed, he split out a whirlwind sword qi. That powerful sword qi cut out a semi-circular trajectory and attacked Ye Qianqiu mercilessly. Zhang Mu slid out of a hundred meters at high speed, wolf jumped, eagle strike, followed closely behind the sword qi, and then attacked Ye Qianqiu.

"It's good to come!"

The spear in Ye Qianqiu's hand trembled, as if he could feel the master's fighting intent, and he clenched the spear with both hands and stabbed towards the whirlwind. This gun gives people a kind of infinite power that can be broken even if thousands of troops and horses are in front of them, which is the attack skill of the gun battle - breaking the army!

The blade of the spear stabbed on the whirlwind sword qi, and it actually tore the whirlwind sword qi from the middle, Ye Qianqiu was already attacked by the pervasive aura in the overshoot, the armor was torn, and he was injured in five or six places, but they were all minor injuries, and Ye Qianqiu didn't care at all. The spear pierced the sword qi, and its power did not diminish in the slightest, just in time to catch up with Zhang Mu, who was carrying the momentum of the eagle strike.

The audience seems to look at this moment to the illusion.

It's not two people at all!

It's a goshawk that soars for nine days!

It's an indomitable lone wolf!

Zhang Mu's two swords slashed at the body of the spear at the same time, and the two fierce liliang collided fiercely, after all, Zhang Mu used a combination of skills, and the power increased exponentially. Ye Qianqiu's army-breaking impact is certainly strong, but when he broke through the sword qi, he had already been weakened, where could he continue to break through the eagle strike?

Ye Qianqiu was thrown high like a sack, fell heavily to the ground, and then rolled out more than ten meters away, reducing his health by nearly 20%!

"Good!"

There was a tidal wave of applause and cheers all around.

Ye Qianqiu rolled a few times, turned over and stood again, the gun was inserted into the ground, stopping the momentum of the backward movement, he was already injured, and the injured beast was even more dangerous, "hahaha...... Joyfully! Ye Qianqiu was injured in many places, the flesh and skin of his hands were torn, and the blood was flowing, but he was like a madman, laughing wildly, "Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, you are worthy of being my opponent, worthy of being my opponent!" ”

Zhang Mu held the sword and his hands were bleeding nonstop, the ranger's physique was definitely better than a shootout, and the confrontation was won by Zhang Mu, but the strong impact still made Zhang Mu suffer some damage.

Ye Qianqiu stood up again, and that loss of life was nothing. Ye Qianqiu's fanatical battle intent in his heart, only when he encounters a strong enemy, he will have such emotions, he is eager to fight, eager to fight with a person who can be called an opponent, the entire Dawn camp, except for Zhang Mu, I am afraid that there will be no second one!

"It's just getting started!"

"I'm happy to accompany you!"

"Ghost Change!"

Ye Qianqiu opened his eyes again, his eyes turned purple-black, and the surging dark aura permeated from his body, and the sound of ghosts crying filled the audience. The cold breath was contagious, and even made Zhang Mu have some hallucinations, he smelled a strong smell of blood, as if he was in a slaughterhouse full of blood and corpses.

Surrounded by Ye Qianqiu's demonic energy, he became more and more hideous, and his body was shrouded in terrifying phantoms, like a ghost god who came out of another shijie, bringing destruction and killing. The power of the ghost and god transformation will vary from person to person, and only by a person like Ye Qianqiu who is full of fighting can he release the power of the ghost and god transformation to the maximum.

Zhang Mu's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, it was not that he had not fought with the ghost god spear Ye Qianqiu, but Zhang Mu in his previous life had never held up five moves in the hands of the ghost god Ye Qianqiu. The ghosts and gods have become too powerful, even if they only cultivate to the fourth layer, it is not something that people of the same level can resist.

"It's coming!"

Ye Qianqiu yelled.

Zhang Mu hurriedly slashed away a sword qi, but Ye Qianqiu's figure flickered and flashed out of his field of vision, his speed was nearly twice as fast as before, and the sword qi didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. Ye Qianqiu did not attack directly, but shuttled around like a ghost, and bursts of crying and laughing voices came from all directions.

Ye Qianqiu's speed was too fast, and wherever he walked through, the lingering demonic qi remained in the air, slowly diffuse, like a thin layer of mist. Not only does it affect the field of vision, but the cold aura makes people feel strongly uneasy, inspiring the deepest, most primitive fears in the heart.

"You still don't have a trick?"

Ye Qianqiu's voice was like the roar of a beast.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Mu looked around vigilantly, trying to capture Ye Qianqiu's figure, and suddenly a scream sounded from behind, Ye Qianqiu's figure appeared behind him, his skin had been plated with a layer of black, with double speed, and a hundred times the madness, rushed over, holding guns in both hands, and swept towards Zhang Mu.

The thunder can't be resisted, how dare Zhang Mu take it? Immediately moved back half a meter, the blade of the spear swept in front of him with a momentum, and two black afterimages came one after another, although it did not hit Zhang Mu, but the high-speed dancing spear produced a glow, and it cut Zhang Mu's breastplate openly.

Ye Qianqiu was simply unrecognizable, his hair stood upside down, his eyes completely turned purple and black, and a large number of magic patterns appeared on Ye Qianqiu's face like tattoos. When he saw that the blow missed, he made three sounds, took a step forward with his right leg, picked up the spear with both hands and raised it above his head, and slapped it heavily at Zhang Mu.

"Oops, can't hide!"

Zhang Mu stubbornly raised his sword to resist, the spear hit the blade, and the bones of Zhang Mu's whole body clicked with great force, and two afterimages fell on it one after another, Zhang Mu's feet sank into the ground a few inches, and the surrounding rocks were all shattered.

"Poof!"

Zhang Mu's twin swords danced out of a fierce wind and slashed, frantically slashing towards Ye Qianqiu. The five sword lights were easily blocked, Zhang Mu stabbed another storm sword, Ye Qianqiu's body shook, and he quickly dodged to the side.

"Gun stab!"

Ye Qianqiu stabbed three times, producing six afterimages, causing a total of nine attacks.

Zhang Mu swung his sword to block the four-stab attack, and the remnant of the Dao stabbed five times in the chest and abdomen, Zhang Mu's life was reduced by half, and he staggered back several meters away, and sure enough, the ghost spear could not be stopped. Ye Qianqiu's stab is equivalent to three stabs, no matter how fast Zhang Mu is, it is impossible to keep up.

Fortunately, the wounds were not too deep, and after being protected by armor, they did not cause much damage to the body.

(Thanks to my generous reward!) ）