After Zhu Jue was injured, Long Ba saw the opportunity to attack, and soon came to Zhu Jue, waving his hand knife and slashing at him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He's so fast that the audience can only see a few ghosts.

Zhu Jue is also quite helpless at the moment. On the one hand, he was injured and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced; on the other hand, every time the flames appeared, they were extinguished by the cold sword qi, and he could not attack or defend for a while, and he was in a very embarrassing situation, so he could only try his best to dodge.

To say that the dragon tyrant is really worthy of being a fast knife hand, he drew a vacuum between the dancing of his hands, and the attack was extremely sharp. Although Zhu Jue's actions were quite agile, after a few rounds, he was still blown out by the chaotic airflow, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Zhu Jue!" Lin Lin watched Zhu Jue fall into danger from the audience, and was so anxious that she stomped her feet for a while. On the contrary, although Qiushui and Yan Boshu had heavy faces, their eyes were fixed on Long Ba's every move, as if they wanted to find some flaws.

Zhu Jue leaned back, almost bent at a ninety-degree angle, barely dodging one of Long Ba's attacks, but he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. "It's not an option. He thought in his mind, and his steps retreated one after another, trying to get out of the range of the dragon tyrant's attack. But that dragon tyrant is now gaining momentum, how can he give Zhu Jue a chance to breathe?

For a while, the two of you retreated and I advanced, only to see the dragon bully clinging to Zhu Jue like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the attack in his hand became more and more fierce.

The crowd of people watching around saw that the dragon on the stage had a sharp move and an extraordinary bearing, and they all applauded and cheered for him.

"If you don't want to be hurt again, surrender quickly. As you can see, the flames don't do anything for me, and now you can only dodge, and it's only a matter of time before you're defeated. Long Ba said to Zhu Jue while attacking.

"Hehe, my companions are watching from below. If I surrender, how can I hold my head up after that?" Zhu Jue kept dodging, his face a little ugly. In between the conversations, there were several new wounds on his body.

"Then it's no wonder I'm not going to blame!" At this time, the dragon lord forced Zhu Jue into a corner, and then raised his hands high, like a sharp dragon slaying knife, and slashed at Zhu Jue's head and face.

"Sure enough!" Qiushui and Yan Boshu shouted at the same time, with a look of sudden realization on their faces.

"Sure what?" Seeing that the situation was critical, Lin Lin hurriedly asked. Qiu Shui and Yan Boshu glanced at each other, and then explained, "I was thinking at the beginning, what kind of attribute is this dragon tyrant's divine power, which can actually make his hands as sharp as a blade. His movements slowed down just now, and he finally discovered the mystery. ”

"What mystery?" Lin Lin asked suspiciously.

"Wind. If you look closely, you'll see that every time Long Ba makes a move, a layer of rapidly rotating air flows around the outside of his palm clings to his palm. The fast-moving wind is sharper than a blade, enough to cut through steel. Not only that, but the rotating air flow can extinguish Zhu Jue's flames in an instant, so Zhu Jue's moves will not work. At first, we were blinded by the sight in front of us, thinking that his palms were too sharp, so they drove the airflow, but in fact it was the opposite. This dragon tyrant is actually a powerful wind manipulator. ”

At this moment, Zhu Jue on the stage was in a hurry, and went around the fence directly against the ring a few times, barely avoiding this attack. But seeing where Long Ba's palm was split, even the fence made of special materials had a slight crack. If it is split on a person, the consequences can be imagined.

Zhu Jue saw that this dragon tyrant was so ruthless, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he would not even be able to save his life if he continued like this. Although there are rules in the game that you can't hurt your life, your fists and feet have no eyes, so it's better to be careful. Just as he was thinking about whether to admit defeat or not, he suddenly heard Qiushui's voice: "Zhu Jue, pay attention to the wind." ”

"Wind?" Zhu Jue was a little inexplicable, but before he could think about it, Long Ba rushed over again.

"What you said is so simple, can Zhu Jue understand? Besides, even if he knows the secret of the Dragon Tyrant's hand knife, what can he do?" Lin Lin stomped his foot and said to Qiushui anxiously.

"In this scene at the moment, talking too much will distract Zhu Jue, and it will also make Long Ba take precautions. Therefore, it is up to him to comprehend it himself. But I have faith in him. The corners of Qiushui's mouth rose slightly, but he looked confident.

In the process of dodging the dragon tyrant, Zhu Jue gradually found that his movements had begun to become sluggish due to excessive bleeding, and he was obviously able to dodge the attacks several times, but finally let himself hang up.

"We can't delay any longer, we have to find the flaws of the other party as soon as possible. What did Qiu Shui mean when he mentioned the wind just now?" Sideways to dodge Long Ba's attack, Zhu Jue surged two fireballs with both hands and threw them at him. I saw that Long Ba waved his hand knife again, and actually split the fireball in half.

"Hey, the change of this flame is very strange, could it be that Qiushui said that this is what he said?" Zhu Jue was stunned for a moment, and found that when the fireball was split by the hand knife, the middle part was distorted for a while, and then it turned into nothing. He quickly understood what Qiushui meant.

"It turns out that Qiushui said this is what he meant. But even so, how to deal with it?" Zhu Jue scratched his scalp and muttered: "Airflow, wind, rotation, how to break the balance of the three... By the way, maybe that's possible!" Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and an excited expression appeared on his face.

Long Ba saw that Zhu Jue obviously couldn't hold on, and he still refused to surrender, and he was a little confused for a while. But he didn't care so much, he directly urged the hand knife and rushed towards Zhu Jue again.

Zhu Jue did not dodge or dodge this time, but stood straight in place. Dazzling flames poured out of him. The flame was darker than before, and the air around it became hot as the flames surged. The crowd in the audience stepped back one after another, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from their foreheads. But in the blink of an eye, the entire outer hall seemed to be turned into a furnace.

"It's not enough, come on......" Zhu Jue didn't seem to be satisfied, and continued to do his best to urge the flames.

"Boy, I've tried so many times, and I still don't realize that your flames are ineffective against me?" Feeling the scorching temperature in front of him, Long Ba sneered and slashed directly with his hand knife.

"Huh?" there was a burst of surprise on the field. Unlike the previous times, this time the hand knife slashed at Zhu Jue impartially, but there was no reaction at all. On the contrary, it was the dragon overlord's hand that was contaminated with flames, and he howled in pain for a while.

"I see, using the heat emitted by the flames to disrupt the movement of the surrounding air, so that the air flow outside the hand knife is disordered and cannot be stabilized, which makes the dragon overlord's attack lose its effect. Lin Lin suddenly realized and applauded again and again. Although the audience in the audience couldn't understand it, they all applauded when they saw the situation on the field reverse again.

At this moment, it was the only chance to defeat the dragon tyrant, and it was obviously a little unrealistic to let Zhu Jue unleash such a huge flame again. Under the gaze of everyone, the flames quickly condensed into a crimson fireball in Zhu Jue's hand, and then quickly swept towards the dragon overlord.

Long Ba was busy extinguishing the flames in his hands, and by the time he realized Zhu Jue's attack and wanted to dodge, it was already too late. The fireball hit the dragon overlord, and suddenly burst into a dazzling burst of bright light, enveloping most of the ring. A huge roar sounded in his ears, and as the smoke gradually dissipated, he saw Long Ba lying in the ring with a scorched body, as if he had lost consciousness.

The referee quickly came to Long Ba's side, took a closer look, then shook his head, walked up to Zhu Jue, raised his hand and announced: "Long Ba has lost his ability to act, Zhu Jue wins this competition!"