After the end of Lin Chongtian's battle, the next step was to enter the last game of the first round of qualifying, and at this time, among the ten, there were only the last two, Feng Xingyun of Class A and Zhao Wuliang of Class A.

Naturally, this last game was played by these two people.

Under the announcement of the referee, Feng Xingyun and Zhao Wuliang stood on the fighting platform, there was no extra nonsense, and the two of them shot in an instant and fought together.

Feng Xingyun's attack is like a cloud, giving people a sense of fluctuation, it is extremely difficult to capture its real attack track, and Zhao Wuliang's attack is also quite weird, his attack has always been virtual with reality, real with virtuality, sometimes it looks like an ordinary move, but it can send out amazing power.

And sometimes, it looks amazing with one move, but it may just be the most ordinary attack, which is incomprehensible.

"Pai Yun Palm"!"

With a light shout, Feng Xingyun's figure quickly swept towards Zhao Wuliang, and slapped out with a fluttering palm, but it was surging, the air in front of him was emptied, and the energy burst out of the air.

Zhao Wuliang's eyes showed a strange light, and it was also slapped out with a palm, this palm seemed to have no power, just a palm issued by ordinary people, but it suddenly burst out at the moment of collision with Feng Xingyun's palm, and the power contained in this palm was not worse than Feng Xingyun's palm at all, and the anti-shock force shook both of them back half a step.

And Zhao Wuliang, who had just stopped retreating, jumped in shape, and slapped Feng Xingyun with a palm, which was still an ordinary palm, but it was not to be underestimated.

From the previous rounds of competition, no one can see that Zhao Wuliang's attack can't be viewed as common sense at all, his palm seems ordinary, and there is even no fluctuation of aura, but who knows that this is not a killer move?

No one knows, and he doesn't dare to bet, even if Zhao Wuliang doesn't have this kind of weird attack method where the virtual and the real are intertwined, his own strength is also not to be underestimated, and his attack power is also far beyond that of ordinary spirits of the same level.

If you make a mistake and are slapped by his palm, you will suffer a heavy blow in an instant.

Feng Xingyun also didn't dare to bet on this, his body floated backwards like a floating cloud, and at the same time, a mist rose beside him, and the dense mist formed a white mist around him, protecting his dignity in it.

Syllable!

Zhao Wuliang's palm was already slapped on the white mist, and a crisp slapping sound came out, but the white mist was not affected, Zhao Wuliang's palm was just an ordinary palm.

At this time, Feng Xingyun naturally knew that he had been fooled, and said with some annoyance: "Brother Zhao's "Power of Reality and Reality" is really powerful, and I have been deceived by it with my spiritual sense. ”

The mystery of "The Power of Fiction and Reality" lies in the conversion between the virtual and the real, but the speed of the conversion is too fast, and the speed that can be reflected by the naked eye is not enough at all.

It's just that the obvious Feng Xingyun's spiritual sense at this time is not strong enough, and it is not enough to see through Zhao Wuliang's power of reality at all.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuliang just smiled, and the next moment, he suddenly shot again, this time he shot out, bringing out the power of thunder, and the heavens and the earth changed color, only to see Zhao Wuliang's sudden hands pushed out with all his might, and the crazy aura condensed between his two palms, and the surrounding aura seemed to be extracted from it, and there was a short vacuum.

In the next moment, the blow that condensed an unknown amount of aura was already pushed out by it, cutting through the sky and blasting towards Fengxingyun.

Bang!

The terrifying blow hit the white mist in front of Feng Xingyun's body, only to see that the white mist vibrated violently, and the next moment, the white mist was torn apart by this terrible force, and Feng Xingyun's figure was exposed in front of Zhao Wuliang, which was under the orbit attacked by the latter's blow.

Bang!

The terrifying blow that Zhao Wuliang sent hit Feng Xingyun, and the latter's body was actually torn apart by this force, dissipating into the air like a mist.

It's just that when it dissipated, there was not a trace of blood splashed out, and it was obvious that the figure that was hit was not the main body, but just an afterimage of the wind and clouds!

According to Zhao Wuliang's eyesight, he could naturally see that the figure that was hit was not an entity, Zhao Wuliang was shocked, he didn't know when Feng Xingyun left the place, his heart suddenly tightened, and he was even more afraid of Feng Xingyun.

"Cloud Blockade!"

Crash!

As if the wind was blowing, wisps of mist appeared around Zhao Wuliang, and these mist condensed into a ball and shrouded towards it, like clouds and mist.

"Not good!" Zhao Wuliang was shocked.

The trick of "Cloud Blockade" has been used many times, at least at the freshman congress, for this powerful move, Zhao Wuliang wants to say that he is defenseless, it is impossible.

But even if he was already on guard in his heart, when Feng Xingyun released this move, he found that he couldn't prevent it at all, and when the fog appeared, he already knew that he couldn't dodge.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the cloud and mist were already completely formed, and Zhao Wuliang's body was completely blocked in it, and if he couldn't break the blockade of this cloud and mist, Zhao Wuliang wouldn't want to escape at all, let alone attack Feng Xingyun.

"Fist of War!"

Zhao Wuliang shouted, the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, poured into the two fists, and bombarded out, slamming into the cloud that surrounded him.

Rumble!

The strength of the fist tore the cloud and mist apart, Zhao Wuliang's eyes lit up, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's successful." ”

It was just when this thought of his mind just arose that a desperate scene happened, and he found that the clouds and mist surrounding him were wriggling and merging again, enveloping them again.

In this way, the next battle became a little weird, Zhao Wuliang, who was blocked in the clouds, in order to break the blockade, was frantically attacking on the clouds, but every time he blasted out a mouth, before he left, he saw the gap that was blasted out, and recovered at a faster speed, not giving him a chance to escape at all.

Under the crazy attack with all his might, Zhao Wuliang's aura was rapidly consuming, in the past, it was Zhao Wuliang who consumed the opponent's aura, so that the opponent finally had to admit defeat, but he didn't expect that this time, it was his turn.

Although Feng Xingyun needs to consume a certain amount of aura to repair the cloud and mist gap, the amount consumed is far lower than Zhao Wuliang's all-out attack, so in the competition for aura, it is natural that Feng Xingyun has more advantages.

In the end, it was naturally Zhao Wuliang's aura that ran out faster.

At the moment, it was the wind that won and gained two points.