"Xiao Chen, how about one move to determine the outcome of the battle?" Duanmu Qing asked softly.

Xiao Chen didn't refuse, nodded and said, "You can make a move!"

Ice Fury!

The head full of green silk turned into white hair, and Duanmu Qing took out his own killer move, on top of the slender long sword. Covered with frost, a fierce ice intent poured out from above the blade, as if it was about to sweep the world and freeze the seas.

Click!

Xiao Chen pulled out the sword from the sheath, and used the three-percent sword intent, the essence of the crystal knife qi, from the blade.

Cutting the opponent's ice intent in half, the blade qi did not decrease, and it broke through Duan Muqing's body protection vitality, leaving a shallow scar on his body.

Duanmu Qing knew that this was Xiao Chen's subordinates, and at the same time, he was even more surprised by Xiao Chen's strength, and he could still control the sword qi he emitted at the last moment.

Today's Xiao Chen, the gap between her and her can no longer be described as a chasm.

Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath, thought for a while and said, "Your icy artistic conception is a bit of a formality, so it looks extremely powerful, but the power is scattered. You are not Liu Xiaoyun, you don't have enough background support, so you are vulnerable in front of the masters. ”

"It's better to turn the ice artistic conception into cold wind and condense it in his sword momentum, although the momentum is a little smaller, but it is more condensed. ”

Duanmu Qing was thoughtful when she heard this, and in a hazy sense, she seemed to have figured out some questions, and said after half a sound: "Thank you." ”

The victory and defeat have been decided, and the jade pendant on Duanmu Qing's waist uncontrollably shot out a golden thread, which merged into the little dragon in Xiao Chen's jade pendant.

Xiao Chen immediately clearly felt that the golden dragon had become a little stronger, and he looked very happy.

Behind him was Sima Lingxuan, in the face of his strong self-confidence, his opponent didn't even dare to look directly, and went down directly after admitting defeat on stage.

Looking at the golden thread shot into the jade pendant, Sima Lingxuan pursed his lips, shook his head lightly and said, "It's boring." ”

Those who conduct the game in an orderly manner have some previous lessons, ordinary players encounter the sons of the Eight Great Families, or young giants like Xuanyuan Zhantian.

Either choose to admit defeat, or directly choose a move to win or lose, and understand where the gap between yourself and the giants is.

In this way, fifty games were not slow, and one round was played in one hour. By the time the sun was approaching, twelve rounds of matches had been played, and Xiao Chenhao had won twelve consecutive victories and was undefeated.

The golden dragon in the jade pendant on his waist is not only bright in color and not the slightest dim, but also has become a lot bigger. The whole jade pendant is stained all over, and another victory is about to break through the jade.

And the golden dragon in Murong Chong's jade pendant is far worse than Xiao Chen. In twelve battles, Murong Chong only won five victories, and the golden dragon not only did not grow up, but became dull and a little smaller.

He secretly glanced at the golden dragon in Xiao Chen's jade pendant, and felt a little depressed, it was really more popular than people. If it weren't for Xiao Chen's existence, with his current results, no matter how bad he was, he would be able to move the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

But compared with Xiao Chen, this gap immediately came out, where is his golden dragon a dragon, not even a little earthworm. I was extremely depressed, and after I went back, I was embarrassed to talk about my results.

Roar!

At this moment, a crisp sound of breaking the shell sounded at the scene, and a dragon groan came out. But after Wang Quan defeated the opponent with one move, the jade pendant on his waist shattered, a golden light flashed, and a five-clawed golden dragon with a length of five zhang hovered above his head.

"It's broken, the golden dragon that won thirteen consecutive games of royal power has finally come out, and as soon as it comes out, it will be five zhang long, it seems that his own luck is not weak, and when the average player Jin Long breaks the jade, it is only two or three zhang long. ”

"That's natural, Wang Quan won the sixth place last year, how can his luck be compared to other martial artists. ”

Click, click, click!

After the golden dragon of the royal power broke the jade, the top ten players of the last Five Nations Championship, several more golden dragons broke out of the jade.

"Amazing, Nangong Ziyue's golden dragon also has five zhang, and Qian Wen's golden dragon also has five zhang. ”

"The golden dragon of the ram feather is a little worse, only four and a half zhang long, which is half a zhang stronger than Liu Xiaoyun. ”

"But if you want to say that it is strong, it is still a little more powerful than the white golden dragon, it is a full six zhang long, and the second player in the last session, the luck is really extraordinary. ”

Bai Qi, who had just finished the battle, had a six-zhang long golden dragon on his head, proud of the others, and the other golden dragons hovering and soaring in the sky were all compared to him.

"In the next game, Sima Lingxuan will fight Gao Wei!"

As the referee's voice fell, Sima Lingxuan's figure flickered a few times, and then he came to the ring, standing proudly, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"After Sima Lingxuan's battle, it is estimated that his golden dragon will also come out, I don't know how long it will be, whether it can surpass Bai Qi. ”

"It is certain that it exceeds Bai Qi, it depends on how much it is exceeded, whether it is half a zhang or a zhang. ”

Everyone is looking forward to it, and they really want to see how long this man who is more confident than the sky and has won the seeded player for two consecutive years, will have his golden dragon.

The player named Gao Wei is a disciple of a major sect in the Jin Kingdom, although the sect is not ranked among the top ten sects, but it is full of heritage, and there are more than ten spiritual veins mastered.

There is no shortage of resources in the category, and in addition to the outstanding talent, and in the Jin Kingdom, which is full of aura, it is relatively easy to fall to the top 100 along the way.

But when he heard that the opponent in this round was Sima Lingxuan, the expression on Gao Wei's face became extremely depressed, and he walked to the wind and thunder platform very reluctantly.

Fighting against other children of the family, even if Gao Wei is defeated, he will choose to win or lose in one move, and see if he can learn some martial arts from it. In the face of Sima Lingxuan, he had no choice but to admit defeat, because the other party's strong self-confidence had been completely integrated with his own strength and momentum.

If you look at him closely, people who are not strong enough will automatically be shorter. In such a situation, half of his own strength cannot be exerted, and it is simply a joke to talk about what to do with it.

"I throw in the towel!"

As everyone expected, Sima Lingxuan's thirteenth opponent chose to admit defeat directly like before, and he didn't even have the courage to make a move.

As Gao Wei's voice of admitting defeat came out, on the jade pendant on his waist, a golden dragon qi shot into Sima Lingxuan's jade pendant with a bang.

Click!

The sound of the jade pendant shattering, the dazzling golden light flickered, and a five-clawed golden dragon eight zhang long, with teeth and claws, circled above Sima Lingxuan's head, and then soared wantonly into the air.

The eight-zhang long golden dragon suddenly compared the white six-zhang golden dragon, and among the many four-five-zhang golden dragons, it also stood out from the crowd and led the way.

"Sima Lingxuan is Sima Lingxuan, no wonder his strength is so strong, such a strong luck, no one can beat him. ”

"It is two feet higher than Bai Qi, which is completely overwhelming, and although luck does not represent the strength of an individual, it is also a factor to measure. ”

"Hehe, it's just the beginning, and when the ranking battle is over, we can determine its future luck. ”

"That's right, I don't know if Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon can reach nine zhang, the extreme of nine figures, and become a real nine-five honor. ”

The golden dragon broke the jade, the golden dragon that represented Sima Lingxuan's luck, shocked the audience as soon as it appeared, which shocked people's hearts.

When Xiao Chen saw Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart, he didn't know how much luck his own luck would have.

But thinking about it, it shouldn't be as high as Sima Lingxuan, at most it is on the same level as Wang Quan and others, and it is worse than Bai Qi.

After all, he has been in this world for a short time, and if he hadn't reached the eighth layer in the Tower of the Ancient Ages, I'm afraid that he would be a little worse than the dragon vein luck people who obtained the dragon vein in the last Five Nations Championship such as Wang Quan.

But there is not too much worry, this is just the beginning, as long as he keeps winning, his luck will increase step by step, and the opponent's luck will decrease.

Take away the sacrifice, take the luck of others to strengthen your own body, the strong will be stronger, and the weak will be weaker.

Chu Chaoyun looked at the luck above Sima Lingxuan's head, a trace of inappropriate desire flashed in his eyes, and he muttered in his heart, the luck on the Wind Thunder Platform is indeed strong.

It's a little stronger than the luck of my Tianwu Emperor Dynasty's relics, but after this competition, your luck has come to an end.

With the orderly progress of the thirteenth round of the competition, the top players in the last Five Nations Championship, and the players who have won thirteen games in a row, the jade pendants on their waists were shattered one by one, turning into golden dragons and soaring in the air.

"In the next battle, Nangong Ziyue will fight Li Tianhua!"

Nangong Ziyue's eighth-ranked player in the last session, Li Tianhua's eight-family Li family's son, and the fifth-ranked existence in the last session.

In the thirteenth round of the competition, a strong battle finally ushered in on the Fenglei Stage, and the children of the eight great families fought on the same stage, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The weapon in Li Tianhua's hand is a spear, he is good at martial arts and dragon marksmanship, and is known for his ferocity and domineering, and it is a top ground-level advanced martial art.

Beaulies, like augers, dragons, earth dragons, and fire dragons, are all high-level spirit beasts that contain the blood of dragons.

The dragon is one of the more noble, with a large amount of true dragon blood in its body, and has lost the ability to soar for nine days, and has been dormant on the ground all year round.

But the energy it exaches out on the earth is not much inferior to that of the true dragon, and it is easy to collapse the mountains and tear the earth, and it is called the true dragon on the ground.

Xiao Chen had seen Li Tianhua make a move, and as soon as the two appeared on the stage, they probably guessed the outcome of the game. Nangong Ziyue is not Li Tianhua's opponent, and Li Tianhua's artistic conception happens to be the nemesis of the artistic conception of mountains and rivers.

In the case that their own cultivation is almost the same, the artistic conception is compatible, and if you want to win, you can only win by skill.

The development on the stage was similar to what Xiao Chen expected.

Li Tianhua held a spear in his hand, taking the momentum of the dragon, and between the dancing of the spear body, it was like a dragon soaring up and down, and the momentum was imposing. On the earth, against the mountains and rivers of Shangnangong Ziyue's immortal fist, it can always overwhelm the line.

From time to time, the mountains are bombarded into pieces by spears, the waves of the river are bombarded, the flowing water is impermanent, and the artistic conception of the mountains is towering, and it is difficult to form a general trend.

Reflecting on Nangong Ziyue's boxing technique, the power is much inferior, and there is always a lack of domineering in the momentum.