Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Tiger King's Spear
Lin Fenghuo carried the momentum of ten thousand jun and slashed towards the sturdy young man.
I saw that Wang Bo was the head of the gun, and the originally dull iron spear burst out in an instant, and the white spear that burst out quickly formed a majestic tiger head the size of a millstone.
The outline of the tiger's head is not clear, but the vague word of the king on the forehead shows the majesty of the king of beasts to everyone present.
The tiger head composed of spears stared at the enemy in front of him, and the tiger's eyes flashed, and he rushed towards the opponent's flaming sword!
"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and I saw that the flame knife was bitten by this tiger's head spear.
With just a snap of his fingers, the sword dimmed. In just two breaths, the cyan sword light turned into a little cyan star and dissipated.
The tiger's head spear was also much blurred, but it didn't rush towards the swarthy boy again, Wang Bodang turned the spear head, and instantly threw out a tiger tail phantom.
"Bang!" Lin Fenghuo was knocked away seven or eight feet away in response, and the tiger head composed of white spears slowly dissipated in the field.
And the phantom of the tiger's tail also revealed its body, a cast-iron gun.
"The guns are real! The Beacon Boy is not unjustly lost. A slightly lazy voice appeared beside the cold pool.
The owner of the voice was standing on a boulder not far away at the moment, he looked at the swarthy boy who was knocked away, stretched out a palm, and grabbed him.
The man put the swarthy young man down, looked up at Wang Bodang, and asked, "Did you learn the five-bird opera you practiced from your uncle?"
The sturdy young man was a little surprised, but he was relieved when he thought of the other party's identity, and replied respectfully: "Yes, the head of the sect!"
The man is naturally the organizer of this training camp - Li Chengqian.
"What's your name?" asked the rugged man, curious.
"Hundred Refining Tiger King Spears!" Wang Bodang hurriedly replied.
"Hundred refinements, hundred refining ......"
The man said appreciatively, "Good name!
Then he inadvertently glanced at Yi Xifeng, and when he saw Li Xintian beside Yi Xifeng, he couldn't help but pout, and muttered: "Give me a name, and I am so childlike!"
It's just that most of the people present are still immersed in the duel.
They were not only amazed that Lin Fenghuo was able to touch the sword realm twice in one day, but they were even more shocked by the astonishment of Wang Bodang's shot.
Everyone who was watching the battle saw that the power of Heizi's "Qingyan Fire Wave Knife" was no weaker than Lin Lei's "gathering momentum".
But what really shocked everyone was the strength of the sturdy boy.
Such a powerful sword was still defeated in Wang Bodang's hands, and in the end he retained his strength, and did not attack Lin Fenghuo with all his strength, but only stunned the opponent with the barrel of the gun, which shows that his strength is so deep that it has reached the level of being able to retract and release it freely!
This duel is really memorable.
Whether it is Lin Fenghuo's performance or Wang Bodang's last "Hundred Refining Tiger King Gun", these two people are worthy of being the best among others, and their unique poems praise:
The waves of fire are rising, and the beasts are grinding their teeth.
The green flame is dyed with a blade, and the gun head is raised again and again.
A knife flew into the sky, and a shot lay on the side of the thick soil.
The knife falls and the fire melts thousands of layers of snow, and the gun breaks through the sky!
........................... Dividing Line.....................
"Lin Fenghuo is out!" Li Chengqian carried the swarthy young man on his shoulders and turned around and walked towards the depths of the maple forest.
It wasn't until the figure of the head of the sect disappeared into the forest that the rest of the others present came back to their senses from the battle.
Yi Xifeng had actually woken up from recovery when Wang Bodang used the "Hundred Refining Beast King Spear".
He didn't say anything to disturb the battle between the two, because he knew that the swarthy boy was a human being, so he naturally understood that this was a contest of martial arts cultivation and an examination of the school.
No matter who wins or loses in this competition, Lin Fenghuo's gains will not be small.
Sometimes friends are like this, they don't need to shout and cheer loudly, they are silently by their side, no matter whether they succeed or fail, they need your witness and companionship in their lives.
Lin Fenghuo lost this battle, but he still had a chance, Wang Bodang is eleven years old this year, and he is only nine years old.
The white boy watched Kuroko leave the maple leaf forest, and then silently pulled out the wooden sword from the scabbard behind his back.
Li Xintian's actions were more direct, she stood directly in front of the teenager. Beautiful eyes stared at the two people not far away through the cold mask.
"Yi Xifeng, I owe you a pot of good wine, I'll invite you here!"
Zhao Long didn't say anything, just said a gossip that seemed to have nothing to do with the current situation.
Yi Xifeng didn't answer, the four people present were all the best among the newcomers, and everyone naturally understood the current situation.
Zhao Long's teammate Lin Fenghuo has just been eliminated, and Wang Bodang's teammate Lin Lei has also been eliminated.
In other words, at this time, the two strongest newcomers no longer have the motivation to fight against each other.
In other words, there are two paths for them to choose: first, eliminate all the remaining players, and then catch Qi Chengcheng alone and complete the task, and second, join forces and eliminate other groups, and the two of them catch Qi Chengcheng together and complete the task.
In terms of feasibility and difficulty in completing the task, it is inevitable that the two will join forces.
The masked girl slowly adjusted her breathing rate, but there was no panic or uneasiness in her calm eyes.
The beautiful eyes hidden behind the gray mask were staring at Zhao Long not far away without any emotion at the moment.
"Hey, what's the plan?" Yi Xifeng asked the girl beside him in a low voice.
"I don't have any other plans for the time being, except for escaping. Li Xintian replied softly.
"Would you like to make some constructive suggestions?" asked the young man with a frown.
"I'll stop Zhao Long for half an hour, you get rid of Wang Bodang, and then we'll deal with Zhao Long together!" Li Xintian said in a deep voice.
"Oops, the plan is good, but there's a loophole. Yi Xifeng paused and said:
"I may not be able to solve Wang Bodang!"
"Hmph, it's obviously two loopholes. I can't stop Zhao Long for half an hour. With that, the girl rushed towards the young man.
Zhao Long did not despise the other party because the girl was young and was a girl.
From the moment she could appear silently on the boulder, he sensed the specialness of the girl's exercises.
Although Li Xintian did not carry a weapon to participate in the training camp this time, it seems from her body and moves that she, like Yi Xifeng, has also practiced some fist techniques.
And the girl's domineering fighting style is different from that of the white boy, her fighting style is mostly weird and fast, not so much a martial artist, but a killer or assassin.
At this moment, "Woohoo!"
A loud and deep wolf howl came from the depths of the maple forest behind them. The four people in the field also stopped one after another.
Suddenly, Wang Bodang's face changed, and he said sharply: "It's not good! It's a group of wolves led by wolves!"