Chapter Eighty-Three: Retreat

After being reminded by Prince Yin, the sharpness in Lu Feng's eyes slowly weakened, but his mouth was still a warning.

"Whoever harms this child will be against our Divine Cult Empire, and as a price, we will not die."

Speaking of which, the attitude of the Divine Cult Empire has already been expressed.

The atmosphere became tense for a while.

The Yin Prince's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and the third prince, who was still about to say cruel things before, didn't dare to continue to say anything at the moment, so he just sat in place, and the streamer in his eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing that the atmosphere eased because of the silence of the two, the corners of Yan Ji's mouth showed a faint smile, but she didn't mean to participate in it from beginning to end, but looked lively like an outsider.

At this time, there was a shocking explosion in the arena, and everyone's eyes were attracted to it, only to see that the hurricane who was still in high spirits before was smashed into the ground, and although Xiao Qiang looked panting, the momentum on his body was not weaker than the other party at all.

In the previous fight, Xiao Qiang relied on the protection of the Holy Light Armor to take the opponent's attack.

Although he was passively beaten during the whole process, fortunately, with the defensive power of the Holy Light Armor and his own powerful magic background, he did not lose because of this, but seized the opportunity to suddenly counterattack, which knocked the opponent away.

But this kind of damage was not enough to make Hurricane lose his combat effectiveness, and as the ground trembled, Hurricane's figure also jumped out of the pit, standing firmly on the ground as if nothing was happening, his eyes were full of frenzy and excitement that he had never felt before.

"Okay, good, good, this fight is good, I've never met an opponent like you, let's have a hearty fight today."

In the midst of the wild laughter, Hurricane attacked again, and this time a shadow of magic condensed suddenly appeared behind him, looking like an ape, and the ape's eyes flashed red, as if he had gone crazy.

Seeing this, Xiao Qiang didn't dare to be careless, condensed a shield in his left hand, and waited for him with a sword in his right hand.

But at the moment when Xiao Qiang blinked, the figure of Hurricane disappeared ghostly, followed by a huge force coming from the shield, shattering the shield, and the powerful fist left a deep dent on Xiao Qiang's armor.

As for Xiao Qiang, he was thrown out at the moment when the huge force attacked, but the movement speed of his body seemed to be unable to catch up with the hurricane fist, and he was hit again during the period, not to mention, his body was more like a cannonball out of the chamber and shot out rapidly, until his back smashed into the wall at the edge of the arena.

Xiao Qiang in the wall coughed violently a few times, his eyes were also filled with a faint amount of blood, and he finally pulled out his body from the deep wall, and when he landed, he stumbled and almost didn't stand firm.

Hurricane didn't continue to attack, just quietly watched Xiaoqiang, which also gave him enough respite.

When Xiao Qiang's gaze slowly raised, he seemed to realize that magic alone was not enough to defeat the man in front of him.

So in the bottom of his heart, he secretly used the Blessing Phantom Card, and then a huge magical energy rushed into the sky like a rushing waterfall, and the space was even more rippling because of this irritable energy.

As for the armor on his body, it returned to its original state at the moment of the demonic riot, and an angelic phantom appeared faintly behind him.

The moment the angel phantom appeared, Lu Feng's eyes burst with a strong light, and he confirmed one thing in his heart, the student named Xiaoqiang in front of him must be the Holy Son in the mouth of the Pope.

Unconsciously, Lu Feng's palms clenched into fists, and an unknown light flowed in his eyes.

The appearance of the angel phantom also made Hurricane feel an unprecedented threat, but after a short period of surprise, there was no cowardice in his eyes, but a violent battle intent emerged, laughing, and released his breath, and the phantom of the ape behind him seemed to feel the master's fighting intent, and roared angrily in the sky.

Then, the two crashed into each other like meteors, and the huge shock wave instantly shattered the first shield in the arena, not to mention, and the ground was blown out like a knife-like crack.

Dust and smoke filled the entire venue, making it impossible for everyone to see the situation inside for a while, and when everyone looked around for the figures of the two, a shadow gradually emerged from the smoke and dust.

At this time, everyone saw a seemingly weak figure standing staggering in the center of the competition venue, and the faint joy on the corner of the mouth seemed to indicate the result of the game.

The shouts and cheers resounded throughout the venue, and the excited people rushed forward in a swarm, wanting to witness the birth of the new king and see the face of the black horse.

As for Hurricane, it was revealed at the same time as the smoke and dust completely dissipated, but compared to Xiaoqiang, he had already fallen to the ground, his breath was weak, and his body was covered with bruises.

But unexpectedly, there was an unknowable smile on the corner of his mouth, as if victory or defeat was no longer important to him at this moment, only the process and pleasure of fighting were what he was pursuing in this life.

"You're strong, I'm losing."

This is the last sentence that Xiao Qiang said when he left the arena, Hurricane will not understand the meaning of the words, but it is also because of this sentence that a rising true demon will embark on his brilliant life, a man who will be feared by all the gods and demons, and also began his journey of training.

As the curtain has come to an end, the crowd has not retreated, they talk to each other about today's wonderful game, and they are speculating about who will win the final victory tomorrow.

"Vilia, it must be Vilia, she will win."

"Hmph, I think it's Xiaoqiang, don't you see, Hurricane was defeated by him, do you think Vilia will win?"

"Xiaoqiang is strong, but in front of the Sea of Skulls, what can a person's strength be, don't forget, Vilia still has the Space Gate, and the monsters inside are enough to change everything."

"Hah! Don't forget, Xiaoqiang has angels, do you think angels are not strong enough! ”

People have different opinions, and they almost fought with each other because of disagreement, but fortunately, there were classmates around them to persuade them, so they were fine.

But the topic of who is the first of the two has become the focus of the academy, and no matter where you go, you can hear this or that opinion, but without exception, no one can compete with each other, and only tomorrow can you witness the real king.

Because of this battle, Xiaoqiang's dormitory was already surrounded by men and women, some of them asked Xiaoqiang for autographs, some came to observe Xiaoqiang's cultivation, and a large number of girls held big signs in front of the door, which made Xiaoqiang very helpless.