The night passed......

On the day of the decisive battle, a red sun rose, and the blue sky was like a wash.

Xiuzhao, Da Yue, and Wuche, who participated in the decisive battle, came to the school field early, and Wushu and Weizi also arrived a little later.

The topics that everyone talked about were all about today's decisive battle.

The faces of the head and elders of the Flame Sect were not very good-looking, the results of this sect were mediocre, but Zhao Lin and Basang met in the decisive battle, and when they thought of the age of the two, they couldn't tell what it was like.

In the Wushu stands, a big man with cheeks grinned: "It's a pity, there is not even a gambling house in the mountains, otherwise I really want to bet on both hands." ”

The white-faced man next to him turned his head and said with interest: "Brother Bayan, who can I bet you on?" ”

The beard said very simply: "Zhao Lin." ”

The white-faced man was surprised: "No, I asked a few senior brothers, and they all thought that Basang had a big win." ”

The beard waved his hand and said, "You don't understand this, the gambling house has a handicap." According to the current situation, the handicap is about two to one, and Zhao Lin to two to two. But I think the strength of the two is very close, and it's almost the same to open one and lose one. ”

The white-faced man nodded, "I didn't expect you to be so optimistic about Zhao Lin,"

He said with a grudge: "Zhao Lin is just not famous before, but his performance in the past two rounds is very strong, can't he win because Basang became famous early and cultivated the Lei Genus Gong Method?" ”

"It makes sense, I had the privilege of watching the first two martial arts competitions, and those who were favored before the war may not be able to win. Alas, these two are twenty-two and twenty-four, so young! ”

"Who said no, I feel like I've practiced for nothing over the years compared to them......"

In front of Da Yue's stands, Zhao Lin was humming a little song while moving his body.

Before the big fight, it was inevitable to be nervous, and Zhao Lin knew that many athletes in his previous life had listened to music to relieve pressure before the competition.

Now I don't have the conditions to listen to songs, so I just hum the songs in my memory.

"How many times have I fallen on the road

How many times have I broken my wings

Now I don't feel hesitant anymore

I want to transcend this ordinary luxury

I want to bloom ......"

As soon as the hour came, Elder Ruan announced the start of the decisive battle.

Zhao Lin exhaled, arched his hand to the Dayue stand, and then walked quickly to the ring and climbed the steps.

Basang also stepped into the ring, and the two looked at each other, both seeing the determination to win in each other's eyes.

Elder Ruan raised his palms and shouted, "Two are in place, one, two, three!" After saying that, the palm of his hand slammed down.

Zhao Lin and Basang bounced out at the same time, like two meteors violently colliding together.

Bassan threw a thunderbolt that he has been invincible since the start of the bout.

Zhao Lin did not use roundabout and dodging tactics as people expected, but directly confronted him head-to-head with Tianshuang Fist.

Rumble!

There was a muffled thunder in the ring.

Zhao Lin and Basang each took two steps back and stood still.

Evenly divided.

This is the first time so far that anyone has dared to fight against Basang, and he has not fallen behind.

Zhao Lin finally felt the power of the thunder true qi, and his strength was scattered, and his body trembled, as if he had been electrocuted.

Basang was not having a good time, the cold breath hit, and the strength in his body stagnated for a moment, and he involuntarily got goosebumps.

"Good!"

Basang snorted and threw his punch again, his arm wrapped in thunder and light, shining brightly in the sun.

Zhao Lin's eyes froze, and he swung his fist to meet him.

This time, he didn't use the Heavenly Frost Fist, but added the Wind True Qi to the ordinary Shi Xiao Fist, wanting to try how effective it would be if he changed the True Qi.

The blue light of the fist flowed, and the strength was layered on top of each other.

There was another muffled sound, and the two separated.

This time, Zhao Lin recovered faster, and his heart was mixed.

The effect of the wind genus true qi is obviously better than that of the cold ice true qi, but it is a pity that the cultivation is relatively late, and the true qi is not sufficient, so it cannot be used at will.

"Enough, come again!"

Basang let out a low roar, his shoulders sank, and he threw a third punch.

Zhao Lin didn't want to fight hard anymore, Lei Genus attack invincible was not called in vain, and immediately moved to the side of his body from the middle palace to the "Xun" position.

Although Basang had never practiced footwork, he had the instinct of a beast, and with a punch in the air, he immediately stepped sideways under his feet and punched Zhao Lin in the head.

Zhao Lin exerted the power of overturning the rain and turning the clouds, lightly let go, and then moved forward, quickly grabbed a claw, and took the opponent's armpit.

The two fight each other simply and quickly, and their moves will never be muddy.

Basang's attack was fierce, his fists were agitated, and each punch was extremely powerful.

Zhao Lin absorbed the spirit of the Golden Devouring Rat, and his strength increased again, one line higher than Basang, but his strength was restrained, and he tried not to punch him, but used his body to maneuver.

The two of them made moves faster and faster, so fast that most of the disciples in the stands couldn't really see it.

can only roughly see that Basang's fist speed is faster, and Zhao Lin's body is faster.

"Most of my cold ice true qi has been consumed, and Basang seems to be deliberately controlling the consumption of thunder true qi, and if I continue to fight, the victory or defeat is estimated to be between the two......

"It's time to get your hole cards out."

After seventy or eighty rounds of fighting, a thought flashed through Zhao Lin's heart.

The air slash can attack a distance of nearly two and a half feet, and it is an absolute attack weapon, especially without the opponent's knowledge, and the first time you use it, it is absolutely unexpected.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin deliberately punched Basang, pretending that he couldn't bear it, revealing a defensive flaw.

Basang immediately took an arrow step and pounced.

Zhao Lin squirted strong qi from the acupoint on his back, his body shook continuously, and he rushed forward in a serpentine shape.

The two men were staggered, no more than five feet apart.

"The time has come!"

Zhao Lin picked up the wind control technique, waved his palm and slashed, rolling up a fierce wind, forming a half-moon-shaped knife more than two feet long and like a substance.

The knife slashed at the Qingguang masterpiece, and the edge was extremely sharp, and it went straight to Basan's ribs.

Slash the air!

At the same moment, the corner of Basang's mouth showed a cruel smile, and with a swipe of his palm, he dragged out a broad-backed thick-bladed machete.

Lightning burst out, and the blade was covered with serrated teeth, and the surface was bulging, like the fangs of a wild beast, and it was nearly two feet long.

Seal the wolf and slash!

The target of the attack was the same as Zhao Lin, and he came straight to his chest.

Zhao Lin was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that Basang would also use the wolf sealing slash at this time, but the air slash was already out......

Basang was also taken aback, and then he knew that Zhao Lin also had a hand, and looking at the slash that came over, the power was not inferior to his own wolf slash.

Both of them did not hesitate, not only did not dodge, but urged their strength to attack each other with all their might.

Because at this time, it is too late to hide, and you can't hide cleanly, giving up the attack will only lead to quick defeat.

When the two strong meet, the brave wins, so it's better to resist hard and maximize your attacks.

As for whether or not you can withstand the opponent's attack, that is not a question to be considered now.

Slash the air and slash the wolf!

Almost all the people in the stands stood up and stared nervously at the ring......

(End of chapter)