In the ring.

Ling Zhanxi, one of the five popular players, had a solemn face, and his eyes were staring at Ling Bailong opposite.

There was a lot of shouting and cheering in my ears.

However, those enthusiastic shouts were all given to his opponent Ling Bailong.

In this battle, no one thought he had any hope of winning.

Including himself.

But now that he has reached the semi-finals, he is certainly not willing to lose.

Therefore, he will go all out in this battle.

Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance of winning, he will never give up easily! He's going to play his own way!

"Play, let's go!"

Ling Dehui's words just fell.

Ling Zhanxi instantly activated the martial spirit.

The blood-colored true qi swirled onto the big axe in his hand, outlining a mighty and domineering giant axe martial soul.

Divine weapon department, ground-level low-grade martial soul dragon pattern axe!

Among all the conventional martial spirits of the three series and five categories, it can be called the first in attack, and it is known for being strong and domineering.

He is also one of the only three prefecture-level martial spirits among all the contestants in this year's session.

In terms of talent, he considered himself second only to Ling Bailong.

In terms of cultivation, he has also reached the fifth level of the True Qi Realm.

In terms of martial arts, he has mastered a Xuan-level lower-grade attack martial art in the proficient realm, and a yellow-level upper-grade body martial art in the proficient realm.

Combined, his strength is only slightly inferior to Ling Bailong, and stronger than any other player.

As long as the tactics are right, there is definitely a chance to counterattack and defeat Ling Bailong and win the championship!

Of course, all this is his own cognition.

When Ling Zhanxi was holding a giant axe and waiting, Ling Bailong also activated the martial spirit, like a blood-colored aurora, swept through the air.

Ling Zhanxi's giant axe slashed!

With this powerful blow, as long as he hit the other party, he was confident that he could easily cut off Ling Bailong's martial spirit.

It's a pity that he also knows that with the speed of Ling Bailong, it is impossible to be easily killed by him.

Therefore, he did not exert all his strength, but left three points of strength, ready to change his moves at any time to resist Ling Bailong's attack.

Really.

Ling Bailong's wings spread lightly, easily dodged the slash of the giant axe, and came behind Ling Zhanxi, swinging out with one claw!

Under the shroud of the heaven-level phantom beast martial spirit, even without the blessing of martial arts, everyone knows that this blow cannot be carried hard.

Fortunately, Zhan Xi was prepared.

He took a quick step forward with his right foot, and the giant axe he swung did not relent, but slashed behind him with greater force, and his body also rotated with this force.

His whole person rotated one hundred and eighty degrees.

The giant axe in his hand slashed towards Ling Bailong behind him, and under the effect of inertia, the attack power even became more powerful.

"That's not right! What about the white dragon? ”

However, when Ling Zhanxi turned around, he was surprised to find that Ling Bailong's figure had disappeared from his sight.

This made him feel a chill in his heart.

But just as he was about to react, a hand that made the white dragon shrouded in a martial spirit lightly pressed on his back.

"You've lost."

A flat voice sounded behind him.

Ling Zhanxi couldn't help but stiffen.

"Is the difference in strength so big?"

"Obviously he is on guard against his speed, but he is still defeated with one move, how strong is the ability of the heaven-level martial soul?"

Ling Zhanxi dispersed the martial soul in his hand and said bitterly: "I admit defeat." ”

Ling Dehui immediately announced: "Congratulations, the winner of the second battle is Ling Bailong!" ”

When his voice fell.

The roar of the mountains and the tsunami suddenly exploded.

The clansmen excitedly chanted Ling Bailong's name, as if he had already won the championship.

After the two of them walked out of the ring one after another.

Ling Dehui said loudly: "Due to the number of players, there is one more bye player in the fifth round, so the original final will be changed, and the last three will compete for the top three places in a round-robin match. ”

"The three of them face off in pairs, the winner accumulates one point, the loser loses one point, the tie does not score, and the final ranking is based on points, if the points are the same, it will be judged by the winner or loser."

"What's next—"

"It's the first game of the finals, by Ling Jiuqiu against Ling Bailong! Please welcome the two contestants with the warmest applause! ”

"White Dragon!"

"White Dragon!"

The clansmen shouted the name of Ling Bailong in order, their faces full of excitement.

The two of them walked down the stairs on both sides of the high platform, and then walked in the direction of the ring.

Everyone looked at the two intently.

As we all know, the final champion and runner-up will be produced between these two.

Of course, the champion must be Ling Bailong.

The runner-up is definitely Ling Jiuqiu.

No one questions this.

Even if it was Ling Feihong, he only thought that Ling Jiuqiu might bring some trouble to Ling Bailong, and it was impossible to really threaten Ling Bailong.

What he was most worried about was that Ling Jiuqiu was too persistent, so he was killed by Ling Bailong.

After all, when the strength of two people is not much different, it is impossible to perfectly control the power of the shot in a fierce battle, and accidents can easily occur.

Seeing that the two of them had already taken their positions in the ring, Ling Feihong glanced in a certain direction.

Ling Jianghai, who had already received the order, immediately nodded and quietly walked to the vicinity of the ring to prepare for a special situation that might arise at any time.

The high-ranking members of the other forces, as well as several elders of the Ling clan, were also all concentrated.

In the ring, the two stood still.

Ling Dehui glanced at the two of them separately, felt a rare trace of nervousness, and after taking a deep breath, he said loudly: "In the first game of the finals, Ling Jiuqiu vs. Ling Bailong, the game, start!" ”

As soon as the words fell.

Both of them activate the martial soul at the same time.

The white dragon's body turned into a blood-colored streamer, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Ling Jiuqiu's face, and a sharp claw fell head-on.

Ling Jiuqiu clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it forward!

"Boom!"

With a low muffled sound, a fist and a claw froze in mid-air, and both of them shook their bodies and stood firmly in place.

This collision turned out to be evenly matched!

Many viewers in the audience were surprised.

But then it occurred to me that Ling Jiuqiu's strength was terrifying explosiveness, and Ling Bailong's strength was extreme speed.

Now the battle between the two seems to be comparable, which just shows that Ling Jiuqiu's overall strength is far inferior to Ling Bailong.

"Not bad!"

The corners of the white dragon's mouth rose, and he praised it in a condescending tone.

Then his body turned, exerting his speed to the extreme, turning into a blood-colored streamer, circling around Ling Jiuqiu.

The blow he had just given was to test how strong Ling Jiuqiu's explosiveness was.

Now it seems that it is indeed strong.

Even a little stronger than him, a blow made his arm faintly numb.

But that's about it.

Although he is a heaven-level phantom beast martial soul, his main function is not a combat class, and the increase in the physical body is only incidental, plus most of the bird martial souls are known for their lightness and dexterity, his explosive power can be said to be the weakest.

But now, even his weakest point can fight hard with Ling Jiuqiu's strongest point, so once he bursts out with all his strength, he can crush him in an instant!

It's like defeating Ling Zhanxi just now.