Chapter 3: The Battle of Geniuses, the Legend of the Undefeated

The girl stood in the center of the arena, looking at the young man who was walking towards her step by step with deep eyes, and finally opened her mouth.

The voice was cold and ruthless, and the three words "you, unworthy" spit out of her mouth, looking particularly ruthless.

The long whip in his hand turned into a streamer and retracted, turning into a long sword, the speed of the flow was extremely fast, and the sword light swept towards Chu Liuhao.

The young man's footsteps happened to stand on the edge of the arena, and it was not too much of a rule for Liuyan to make this move.

The sword light was sharp and unexpected, and it was easy to break Chu Liuhao's body protection soul power, leaving a shallow blood mark on his arm.

"You, unworthy!"

The girl repeated, "You have never earned half a copper coin, and you have squandered your qualifications. ”

One word at a time, as sharp as an arrow. After that, he turned around and walked towards the audience, not wanting to fight with Chu Liuhao.

"You took the challenge, I didn't admit defeat, and where did I get the reason to get off the field. ”

Chu Liuhao held back his tears and squeezed out a smile.

It really hurts, he has been well protected since he was a child, and he is rarely injured, this blood stain brings not only physical pain, but also a heavy blow to the soul.

It's her sword, merciless.

"Self-inflicted!"

Liuyan stopped and turned around, his eyes were still cold and ruthless, his scarlet lips were filled with blood-devouring hatred, and the five-colored battle spirit appeared behind him, like a colorful phoenix, with a momentum like a rainbow.

"Ninth Order Warrior, Platinum Fighter. ”

"A first-order warrior, a bronze fighter. ”

Both were standing on the edge of the ring, looking at each other from a distance, and no one knew what they were thinking at the moment.

It's a clash of geniuses, where the youngest Platinum fighter and the youngest fighter come together.

Behind Chu Liuhao, his pure wood battle soul with endless light was also released, and the pure green color without a trace of impurities aroused everyone's envy.

Such a pure war spirit is very eye-catching just by looking at it.

After Chu Liuhao showed the silver bone spirit fan of his own weapon, the dark light on the long sword in Liuyan's hand flowed, turning into a blood-red paper fan.

It was a spiritual weapon that Liuxuan exchanged for blood, completely crushing Chu Liuhao's spiritual weapon in terms of quality and performance, this spiritual weapon that can change its form is called Phantom Moon, and it is Liuyan's most powerful assistant.

Between the war master and the general, there are two moats.

Although Liu's actual combat experience is extremely rich, and the use of speed and soul skills is extreme, the lack of soul power is still quite worrying.

As expected, after experiencing the initial parity, the girl was defeated, retreated several times, and was suppressed by Chu Liuhao.

The girl looked at the shallow blood marks on the young man's arm in a trance, she thought that she had grasped it very well, but it was just a flesh injury, but she still couldn't help but be a little worried in her heart.

But Liuyan knew that what she was really worried about was not this, a Chu Liuhao, not to be afraid, another person who really made people worry.

"What about the Xinque people? Why are you the only one? ”

Liuyan didn't think that Chu Liuhao and Haomu City behind him could find his hiding place alone, and there must be help behind this. When I think of this, a chill envelops my whole body.

If that terrible boy standing on the top of the continent found her, she would fall into the endless darkness again, into an eternal nightmare.

Hearing Liuyan mention Xin Que, Chu Liuhao was stunned for a moment, and then replied without thinking about it:

"Brother Que can't leave for the time being, you ...... Do you want to ......?"

The thought in Chu Liuhao's heart just came up, but Liuxuan's counterattack came, and after the girl breathed a sigh of relief, one move was faster than another, like a storm. He had to suppress the excitement in his heart and skillfully defuse the flowing attack, as gentle as a gentle breeze and drizzle.

The gap in soul power is not something that can be made up if Wandering wants to make up for it, or Chu Liuhao has never used his ultimate, and Wandering's soul power is almost unable to support it.

It has to be done quickly. And, it must be victorious!

Liuyan's mind began to run wildly, and he counted the strength and defensive strength of himself and Chu Liuhao, and soon calculated the maximum range of tolerance for each other.

Her strongest soul skill today is forcibly inherited from a fourth-grade spirit beast Xuanhuo Wolf, which can almost beautify the strongest blow of an ordinary general, and she has to pay a lot of price for this move, and because of this, she rarely uses this move.

A dark red fire slowly shrouded in the blood-red fan, reflecting the girl's eyes and beating slowly.

The breath of the Dead changed at an alarming rate, and its sharpness was like a sharp blade unsheathed.

Chu Liuhao sighed at this powerful force, knowing that his body would not be able to withstand such a powerful force, but before he could worry, the attack of Liuxuan would arrive.

The Xuanhuo slashed through the air, and the dark red flames made the surrounding aura violent, and the temperature rose a lot.

Liu Hao had to raise the strength of his whole body to defend against this blow, and when the flames dissipated, there was also a cold touch on his neck.

"You lost. ”

The blade of the flowing fan had already pressed against Chu Liuhao's neck, announcing his defeat in a cold tone.

This ending is unexpected, but it is reasonable.

No one had the strongest blow, the Xuanhuo Slash was actually just a cover, and the girl's figure was covered by the flames, and almost arrived at Chu Liuhao's side with the Xuanhuo Slash, making it lose in an instant.

However, although Chu Liuhao's soul power is strong, he is a flower raised in a greenhouse after all, and he cannot be compared with the exiled girl with extremely rich combat experience.

"I lost. ”

The young man looked at the blade of the fan against his neck, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he let out a long sigh.

"Sister......

Something was broken, but the complexion on his face did not change: "Don't forget your thousand gold coins." ”

With that, he removed the fan and left without looking back. Chu Liuhao was left standing there stunned, sad alone.

Since today's World War I, the Shadow of the Dead has announced that he is retiring and will not be found again.

Those fighters who were waiting for the last battle with the Shadow Wandering Soul only then did it become clear that the last battle they were waiting for seemed to have been snatched away by Chu Liuhao.

Because yesterday the exiled girl said before she came to the stage:

"It's still nine today, but I'm sorry to tell you that the Shadow Wanderer is retreating. Tomorrow, we'll be standing on the stage and randomly selecting a fighter to finish our retirement race. ”

Nine is nine, no one can change it, this is the character of a wandering girl.

The parting came so suddenly, and their undefeated goddess left quietly like this, collecting countless lights.

Accompanying this battle of geniuses is the undefeated legend of the Wandering Shadows.