"Boom!"

Because Wang Cong's reaction and shot were too fast, the prince had no time to dodge when Wang Cong used the second martial art, so he was directly beaten out by Wang Cong.

With this move, the prince directly admitted defeat, because after this move, the prince almost lost his combat power.

However, under such a high-intensity attack and speed, Wang Cong was also a little unbearable, and he was panting for breath after the fight.

Because the crown prince lost two games in a row, he was determined to be third, leaving Wang Cong and the eighth prince to compete for the first and second.

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"His Holiness has a unique vision, and this kid from the champion Hou family is really extraordinary!"

On the stage, after Emperor Zhou watched Wang Cong defeat the crown prince, he also admired and said to Fang Yun.

"Hehe, after all, it is the vice president of our Cloud Academy, and this ability must still be had. ”

Fang Yun also nodded in admiration.

This guy is also worthy of being a returning powerhouse, with a first-class realm, he can actually cross the innate ravine, and leapfrog to defeat the grandmaster in the late stage of the innate true qi realm.

This can't be done even with Zhang Hao, who is the son of luck.

"Remember that the Venerable said that this little guy can win the championship of this big competition, and the widow is also extremely confident in Xiaoba, why don't you bet on who will be the champion?"

Emperor Zhou suddenly came again, and said with a smile towards Fang Yun.

"Hehe, okay!"

Fang Yun was also extremely confident in Wang Cong, so he agreed.

After a while, after Wang Cong rested, it was Wang Cong's turn to compete with the Eighth Prince on stage.

"You're strong!"

After Wang Cong came to power, the eighth prince on the opposite side looked at Wang Cong with a serious face and said.

"You're strong too!"

Wang Cong's face is also solemn, in fact, among these princes, Wang Cong's most admired is the eighth prince in front of him, the talent of the eighth prince is absolutely nothing, it is the top kind of Tianjiao, and the same, The contribution and sacrifice to the future of the human race is also great.

"Come on!"

The eighth prince shook the spear in his hand and said seriously to Wang Cong.

The Eighth Prince is the only one of several princes who uses weapons, and these princes feel that the use of weapons is a bit of a loss of their identity, so few princes use weapons.

But Wang Cong did not underestimate the Eighth Prince at all, and the title of the Future Gun Venerable was not boasted.

Wang Cong clearly knows how terrifying the Eighth Prince is, he is simply a god-of-war existence, even if he is only in the early stage of the Neigang Realm, and he has many means, there is no absolute certainty that he can defeat him.

"Eight Secret Techniques!"

"Gate A, open!"

"Oto, open!"

"C-door, open!"

"Trapped Dragon Palm, Mystery, Trapped Dragon in All Directions!"

When Wang Cong came up, the three secret techniques were opened, and his cultivation reached the realm of the middle stage of the True Qi Realm, and then he punched it out with one palm.

Eight golden chains flew towards the Eighth Prince.

"Broken!"

The Eighth Prince's eyes froze, the momentum of his whole body rose, and a chilling gun intent rose, and then there was no superfluous movement, just stabbing forward.

"Boom!"

The shadow of the spear and the chain collided together, sending out a violent wave.

The chains and the shadow of the spear shattered at the same time, dissipating into the air.

In this blow, the two seemed to be evenly matched, but Wang Cong had already fallen into the upper hand.

You must know that Wang Cong in this state can't support it for a long time, but the Eighth Prince is different, and an ordinary blow is this power.

"Sure enough, it's still so powerful, and I've completely mastered the gun intent!"

After Wang Cong made a move, he said with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Magical powers, immortal bodies!"

"Eight secret arts, Ding Gate, open!"

"Open the door!"

"Boom! boom!"

Wang Cong opened two doors in a row, and as soon as these two doors were opened, Wang Cong's cultivation directly rose to the realm of the early stage of the Neigang Realm, but Wang Cong's skin began to shatter inch by inch, and his flesh and blood continued to explode.

The heat of the whole body rose, the flesh and blood continued to evaporate, the seven orifices bled out, and the face was terrifying.

But even so, Wang Cong's momentum has not weakened at all, but has become stronger and stronger.

"Trapped Dragon Palm, Mystery, Trapped Dragon in All Directions!"

Wang Cong, who was in this state, slapped a palm with all his might, and this palm directly turned into eight blood-colored chains, and then hit the eighth prince.

"Condensing the shot, one shot to break the sky!"

The eighth prince also stabbed out a shot with all his might after Wang Cong used his magical powers.

"Buzz!"

The fluctuation of the blow of the two of them was no less powerful than the power of the Outer Gang Realm.

"Boom!"

Another evenly matched blow.

"Come on!"

Then Wang Cong immediately rushed forward with all his strength, and hit the Eighth Prince with a punch.

"Guard!"

When the eighth prince saw the fierce Wang Cong, he immediately defended with a horizontal gun.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Wang Cong, who was covered in blood, had a great strength in every punch.

"Killer gun!"

The Eighth Prince, who had been defending for a while, became more and more difficult to defend the more he defended.

In the end, taking advantage of a gap, a shot stabbed at Wang Cong, intending to use this trick to force back Wang Cong, who was getting bigger and more energetic.

"Come on!"

"Trapped Dragon Palm, Mystery, Trapped Dragon in All Directions!"

But Wang Cong did not dodge the palm of the Eighth Prince, and a shot from the Eighth Prince passed directly through Wang Cong's chest, but Wang Cong took the opportunity to hit the Eighth Prince with a palm.

"Poof!"

After the defenseless Eighth Prince was hit, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

After landing, it loses its combat power.

"Cong'er!"

At this moment, the champion Hou also stood up anxiously and shouted anxiously.

"This ......"

The other people watching were all surprised, no one thought that Wang Cong didn't dodge the last shot.

Rather, the ultimate victory was achieved in this way.

Even Emperor Zhou on the high platform frowned a little.

"Poof!"

In the ring, Wang Cong pulled out the spear inserted in his chest.

Then he staggered to the ring.

In fact, this is also because of his supernatural powers, immortal body, so he can do this.

With an undead body, even if it was this kind of injury that was pierced through the spear, he couldn't die.

It was precisely because of the support of the undead body that even if Fang Yun opened two more secret techniques, his body was about to burst, and he would still be able to hold on.

However, because he is not in the realm of supernatural powers now, forcibly using supernatural powers will not only have insufficient effect, but will also have certain side effects.

"The results have not been announced yet?"

Wang Cong looked at the little eunuch who was still stunned with some difficulty and said.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

"The final result, Wang Congsheng, the son of the champion Hou Wangxiao, won the championship of this Tianjiao competition!"

The little eunuch who was reminded by Wang Cong also immediately hurriedly announced.

"Huh!"

Listening to the words of the little eunuch, Wang Cong laughed twice, and then slowly fell down.

"Cong'er!" ............

This was the last sound Wang Cong heard before he closed his eyes and before he passed out.

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"I didn't expect this little guy to win the championship!"

On the stage, Emperor Zhou also said with embarrassment.

(End of chapter)