Chapter Eighty-Three: Picking Up the Treasure
"Hide, this girl, what are you thinking?" The old man in the audience saw Mao Shanshan, who was motionless, and muttered to himself in surprise.
Mao Shanshan originally wanted to catch the fireball with her bare hands, after all, the fire in the world could not hurt her for her. I never thought that a small snake came out of Mao Shanshan's clothes, that's right, this snake is a flame python that only hatched in the world some time ago, and it is still in the juvenile stage. The flame python opened its small mouth and sucked all of Li Jiang's fireballs into its body. After sucking it up, he still looked like he couldn't get enough of it, burped, and got back in.
"What are you, the Rare Beast Flame Python?" Li Jiang was stunned, after all, his uncle was a huge phosphorus fire gang, and only his second uncle owned the flame python, after all, this fierce beast belonged to a very scarce species.
"It's kind of insightful." After Mao Shanshan finished speaking, she touched the flame python in her clothes.
"Hmph, I don't believe it."
Li Jiang struck a fire spell—a scorching fireball, a burning spherical fire ball formed, rolling towards Mao Shanshan. Everywhere they rolled, they left behind clusters of flames.
Mao Shanshan felt that the flame python in her clothes was coming out again, and hurriedly held it down with her hand. "Don't eat it, I'm afraid you'll have indigestion from his fire." Mao Shanshan let the fireball hit her, and the raging flames immediately burned to Mao Shanshan's body.
The old man intended to jump on the stage to save people, and when he saw the smile on the corner of Mao Shanshan's mouth, he immediately sat down quietly, "This girl, I've made it." ”
Mao Shanshan was like a fish in the fire, and her whole aura became stronger, and slowly the flames were extinguished, no, it melted into her body.
"What a monster." Li Jiang was so frightened that he took two steps back, the girl in front of him was actually so strong.
"It's my turn, fire—firestorm." The flames formed a hurricane, and the entire ring was swept by roaring flames, and the raging flames engulfed Li Jiang, and the violent burning sensation made Li Jiang painful.
Suddenly, a burst of air pressure hit, the flames went out, and Li Jiang fell into the ring from mid-air, and his clothes were burned to charred ashes. The whole person gritted his teeth in pain, and struggled to stand up, but he couldn't. It turned out that it was the luck of the old man in the audience to suppress it and avoid unnecessary casualties.
"Aren't you very capable?" Mao Shanshan walked over proudly, and today I will let you also experience the feeling of pain, fire art-flame whipping. ”
Seeing that the long whip formed by the condensation of flames was about to hit Li Jiang, who was crawling backwards, Ji Chuanhao on the side was just about to stop it, but the fire whip was hit by a black lightning that came from the sky, and Li Jiang also dodged a whip.
"That's enough, Sanshan, come down." Yuan Yi stared at Mao Shanshan from the audience, revealing a stern look that he had never seen before.
Mao Shanshan saw that Yuan Yi was like this for the first time, and she was no longer willful, and walked off the stage with a pout, "It's boring, I don't have to play." ”
"Black Thunder? I'm looking forward to today's competition more and more. The old man nodded in the audience and said, originally I just wanted to see Ji Chuanhao's performance, but I didn't expect to find something more interesting.
In the second scene, Long Ao faced Zou Qiaoming, Zou Qiaoming was good at using swords, and everyone in the class called him a fast sword.
"Haha, don't think that if you won the last game, you think it's amazing. The strength of the fire monkey is far worse than mine, by the way, the one in your class who is lying in the infirmary seems to be still light, so he cut half to death. Why, do you want to take a sword too? Zou Qiaoming stood on the stage and said disdainfully to the ground dragon proudly.
Long Ao ignored it, but glanced at Yuan Yi.
Long Ao read Yuan Yi's eyes, and he didn't have to show mercy and taught him a hard lesson.
Long Ao got up with a halberd and hit Zou Qiaoming directly. Zou Qiaoming dodged and used his body to close the distance with him. It can be said that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Zou Qiaoming didn't take Long Ao in his eyes at all, he just wanted to end it as soon as possible, so as to slap Li Jiang in the face. As soon as Zou Qiaoming got close and was about to stab, he was swept by Long Ao and had to jump backwards. Long Ao was not in a hurry, but halberd after halberd, so that Zou Qiaoming could only dodge. Long Ao took advantage of Zou Qiaoming's dodge, and turned around to pick it up, but it wasn't that Zou Qiaoming dodged quickly, and almost stabbed into his arm. After a few rounds, Zou Qiaoming knew that the person in front of him was not so simple, and he had to be serious.
Zou Qiaoming used the falling moon shadow swordsmanship to take the lead and let the sword qi shine. Wherever the sword swung, it left deep sword marks.
"The power of swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that you still only learned the skin." Long Ao said in a cold voice, and after saying a Heavenly Monarch-level exercise, the Overlord Strike, directly broke its attack, and the two air channels exploded, and a hurricane swept around.
Class A in the audience commented: "Sure enough, he is the cousin of Sword Immortal Fu Le, and he has won his true heritage." ”
"That is, that kid actually dared to fight Zou Qiaoming, and he didn't look at his background." The boys in class A all hugged and watched the excitement, and they sneered on the side.
Zou Qiaoming suddenly rushed forward, and directly stabbed out a sword in the void, aiming at Long Ao's heart. "Bell." There was a clash of steel, and the sword was shattered. It turned out that Long Ao had already taken precautions, blocked it in time, and flew away to kick it away.
Zou Qiaoming was kicked back a few steps and patted the dust on his clothes with his hand, "You are looking for death." ”
Zou Qiaoming's sword aura suddenly appeared, the sword stood still, the Heavenly Monarch-level exercise-white light slashed, and a bright white light emitted from the long sword, whirring in the air. With his right foot half a step back, he held his long sword high in front of him, and then swung it down, and a white light slashed out.
Long Ao was not ready to dodge, but was ready to resist this move. Holding the halberd with both hands, a Heavenly Monarch-level exercise-Bursting Heavenly Strike, the halberd head slowly condensed the rupture qi, and the tip of the halberd slowly changed from white to red, and slammed back. The two attacks collided together, and with a burst of explosions, the stone slabs in the ring were shattered.
"It's a bit tricky, this guy doesn't feel like he's using his full strength." Zou Qiaoming's strength had already been consumed a lot at this time, and his hand holding the long sword was already in a cold sweat.
"The White Dragon Broken Halberd, the descendant of the Eastern Scale Dragon Clan, that kid lost this competition." The old man laughed out loud all of a sudden, "I came out today and picked up the treasure." ”
Long Ao slowly walked towards Zou Qiaoming, "Dragon Technique—White Dragon Strike." Long Ao waved the White Dragon Breaking Halberd, and a white dragon phantom roared and attacked Zou Qiaoming.
Zou Qiaoming did not meet the attack, but dodged sideways. At this time, Long Ao had already flashed behind him.
"Not good." Zou Qiaoming immediately reacted in his heart.
"Dragon's Arts—Dragon's Teeth." A white dragon dragon head opened its mouth and bit at a very fast speed, blood splattered, and Zou Qiaoming's left arm was deeply bitten. Long Ao saw his painful expression, and with a wave of his hand, the dragon head immediately dissipated.
The old man in the audience sighed: "It's so fast, I didn't even have time to stop it." ”
Zou Qiaoming fainted, and just when he was about to fall to the ground, Ji Chuanhao immediately jumped on the stage and held him up. Holding his hands together, he looked at Yuan Yi under the stage.
"What a terrifying opponent, he didn't even blink his eyes at this moment, as if he had known that his companion would win." Ji Chuanhao secretly worried in his heart, it turned out that their strength had always been hidden.