King of Gods

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The fourth round of competition attracted much attention.

In this round, the four-game winning streak will be the most expert, and the winner will be directly selected into the “Floating Crest Trial”.

Four people participated in the contest: Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, Zhao Feng, and Liu Yue’er.

These four people also represent the top sect of behind.

Bei Mo stands for Spiritual Master Yun Hai.

Behind Ran Xiaoyuan is a Sect’s Master.

Zhao Feng for Grand Elder.

Behind Liu Yue’er is Grandma Liu Yue.

Therefore, the four-game winning streak is not only the key to the game, but also represents the indirect competition of high-level figures of sect.

“Junior Brother Zhao, you have to win the battle for the Master. If the opponent is Liu Yue’er, your odds of success will be great.”

Yang Gan smiled at Pats Zhao Feng’s shoulder.

Liu Yue’er?

Zhao Feng thought, unfortunately not.

In the competition, the lottery was decided to be opponent. In the first few games, Zhao Feng didn’t even look at it.

In Game XNUMX, he was more familiar with any of the three opponents.

Both Bei Mo and Ran Xiaoyuan are difficult to deal with.

If Zhao Feng did not use left eye and bloodline strength, he would not be sure.

He can leapfrog challenges, but opponent also has this ability, and the cultivation base is higher.

“Junior Sister Ran, who is your opponent, as long as you don’t meet Bei Mo, there will be no problem …”

Senior Sister Yuan looked curiously at Ran Xiaoyuan.

Senior Sister Yuan did not follow the opponent of the previous games.

But the fourth game is very important, every opponent is very powerful.

“Yes… it is him…”

Ran Xiaoyuan’s eyebrows narrowed, his eyes looked sad, and he seemed aggrieved.

“He? Which him!”

Senior Sister Yuan looked at Junior Sister’s gaze, it was the youngster with the one-eyed green hair.

“Hehe, isn’t this just right? Junior Sister Ran, you must help Senior Sister to teach this shameless kid.”

Senior Sister Yuan is not angry.

She was anxious that Ran Xiaoyuan could meet Zhao Feng and teach the kid herself.

“but……”

Ran Xiaoyuan stopped talking, his eyelashes trembled like a dragonfly, and his little hands clenched.

Just at this moment, Zhao Feng’s eyes glanced at, Ran Xiaoyuan pretty face slightly red, with his bright eyes dodging, it seemed a bit fearful.

“Junior Sister Ran, you must take courage and don’t be intimidated by his appearance. With your strength, there is no problem in defeating him.”

Senior Sister Yuan cheers up Junior Sister.

“Oh? Xiaoyuan’s opponent is the discipline of cultivate” Wind Thunder Palm “?”

The voice of a soft and pleasant woman came with the warmth of the spring rain.

The person who speaks is the Broken Moon Sect Master, her beautiful and dignified jade appearance, giving a sense of noble self-deprecation.

“Master, that kid.”

Senior Sister Yuan said respectfully.

Hearing this, Broken Moon Sect Master black eyebrows slightly frowned, whispering: “Xiaoyuan meets him, maybe even worse than Bei Mo.”

How can this be!

Senior Sister Yuan was confused, with XNUMX unbelievers in his heart.

“It’s just my intuition, maybe because he’s cultivate Wind Thunder Palm.”

Broken Moon Sect Master smiled indifferently and recovered as before.

In the fourth round, already started.

Lin Fan and Kong Yuanhao successfully passed the game.

Xiao Yun and Already lost four games in a row, giving up the game.

Finally at some point, the game ushered in a climax, and there was a shout on the field.

The two sides of the battle were Bei Mo and Liu Yue’er.

Liu Yue’er bit his silver tooth slightly, and at the beginning, decisively launched the strength of Mortal Rank middle grade Divine Weapon.

Arc Moon Sword Secret Art!

The Soft Jade Sword in her hand is transformed into a cold Sword Red Glow, arc flickering, and Sword Qi, like a sharp crescent moon.

On the Divine Weapon soft sword, there is a layer of strange and bright texture, and the speed and power of the sword are greatly increased.

Cooperating with Mortal Rank middle grade Divine Weapon, Liu Yue’er’s offensive is enough to form a fatal blow to Ascended Third Layer Peak expert.

However, her opponent is not an ordinary Ascended Third Layer.

“Darknorth Sky Water ・ Curtain Water Sword!”

Bei Mo’s face was dull, but his hands were waving very flexibly, a layer of dark blue True Strength with ripples of water curtain, hurried shuttle, converging into a transparent ripple sword shadow with a length of one foot and several feet wide.

pu! chi! chi …

Ripple sword shadow, driven by water-like True Strength, forms a range assault, colliding with Liu Yue’er’s sword tricks.

In a series of fight with, Liu Yue’er took a few steps back, breathing slightly tighter.

Bei Mo stood on the spot, calmly.

This is the first time that Bei Mo hasn’t won since fighting with.

After all, Liu Yue’er uses the power of Arc Moon Sword Secret Art and Divine Weapon, and its offensive power is almost comparable to Ascended Fourth Sky Layer.

Bei Mo calm and composed, pushing with both hands, launching waves of oppressive attack.

Canopy! pu! Bang …

Between the two, the light glow is gorgeous, and the water shadow is rippled.

Persisting ten moves, Liu Yue’er gasping for breath, has been defeated.

“Your attack can almost threaten the Ascended Fourth Layer. Unfortunately, your cultivation base is not enough. Using the strength of Mortal Rank middle grade Divine Weapon will not last long.”

Bei Mo stood on the spot, a point in the point.

Liu Yue’er complexion pale, facing the strong opponent of strength, understanding, and mentality like Bei Mo, she had no chance at all.

“I surrender.”

Liu Yue’er bit his lip and put away the Divine Weapon soft sword.

“Bei Mo! Bei Mo!”

After four consecutive victories, Bei Mo’s popularity rose throughout the game.

Some high-rise in the sect, secretly nodded, seem to see the prospect of the emergence of the future generation of new stars.

“Unfortunately, this competition did not meet the real opponent.”

When Bei Mo stepped down, Eye of calm and composed looked towards a certain direction, sending out a spiritual fighting intent.

The crowd was startled and looked sideways.

Bei Mo issued the Spiritual Fighting Intent to the youngster behind Grand Elder.

It was a one-eyed youngster with green hair, giving a feeling of evil looking.

“It’s this guy again, even Bei Mo wants to play against him.”

“Junior Brother Zhao, although cultivate” Wind Thunder Palm “, may not be the opponent of Bei Mo.”

Everyone is discussed spiritedly.

It can be expected that, with the strength of the two, they will compete for “Core Disciple” in the future, and sooner or later will meet.

Zhao Feng expressionless, standing on the spot, but remembered the agreement with Bei Mo: “After entering into the sect, a long time.”

A long short!

The battle between Zhao Feng and Bei Mo is getting closer.

……

The fourth round of competition is still going on.

“Zhao Feng to Ran Xiaoyuan!”

As soon as the voice fell, there was another shock on the court.

Another four-game winning streak.

Both Zhao Feng and Ran Xiaoyuan have won three consecutive victories, and if either of them wins, they can be directly selected for Trial.

“Junior Sister Ran, the battle is about to begin.”

Zhao Feng slightly smiled.

Senior Sister Yuan under the stage gritted his teeth and whispered, “Junior Sister, don’t be soft!”

“Well, I will not show mercy.”

Ran Xiaoyuan condensed within the body Heavenly Wind True Strength, raised the slightly reddish pretty face, her eyes were clear like crystals, and she looked directly at Zhao Feng for the first time without half concession.

The girl still has several points of astringent, bright and pure face with no time, but has several points of deliberate determination and strength.

Zhao Feng was funny and caught Ran Xiaoyuan’s heart.

Heavenly Wind Shadow Transformation!

Ran Xiaoyuan’s petite Qian’s body suddenly flashes, as if transformed into a shadow, and disappears.

“Heavenly Wind Shadow Transformation!”

Zhao Feng figure is also weird. Concept and movement are almost the same as Ran Xiaoyuan.

what happened!

The spectator on the field, cried out in surprise.

Zhao Feng and Ran Xiaoyuan’s Body Movement, even Concept, are almost identical.

Slashing Wind Form!

Slashing Wind Form!

The two waved at the same time, smashing the light green wind for a long time, like a long and narrow blade that cut through the air and cut off all crickets.

“This……”

Ran Xiaoyuan turned pale with surprise, his bright eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhao Feng strangely.

Spinning Edge Forms!

Zhao Feng figure suddenly jumped up, green hair fluttered, followed a mysterious natural trajectory, a layer of rotating cyan Wind Group appeared in the palm, and rushed to Ran Xiaoyuan.

This move “Spinning Edge Forms” is the trick “Mysterious Wind Palm” that was plagiarized from the Blood Python Canyon that day.

In Heavenly Wind God Technique, this move comes from “Spinning Edge Forms”.

Spinning Edge Forms!

Ran Xiaoyuan tenderly shouted, Lithe and graceful danced, and leapt to midair, in the same way, he was shocked with Zhao Feng.

Looking at the familiar silhouettes and movements, Zhao Feng has a kind of intimacy that goes back and forth.

The same action and silhouette were played back thousands of times in the Left Eye Space.

At this moment, in reality, in the face of this move, Zhao Feng’s eyes were dull for a moment.

Peng Hong–

The powerful Wind Group air blade exploded and lifted Zhao Feng out.

The cultivate “Heavenly Wind God Technique”, the Realm crucial moment is comparable, but Zhao Feng cultivation base is lower than Ran Xiaoyuan.

In addition, Zhao Feng’s mind just appeared a momentary gap.

“This boy is even the Inner Strength Heart Technique, and he is the same as Junior Sister Ran. What is his intention? Hey! In this boy ’s battle, he stared at Junior Sister Ran.”

Senior Sister Yuan stood on the spot and stomped.

Broken Moon Sect Master, beautiful eyes The two on the scanning platform, thoughtful.

In Grand Elder’s eyes, there was a strange look.

“I surrender.”

Zhao Feng smiled suddenly, from the formation stage, passed over.

Ah!

This situation surprised everyone in the audience.

Zhao Feng has always felt calm, ruthless, strong, and even an extreme lunatic.

Unexpectedly at this moment, he would take the initiative to give in.

“You … you haven’t lost …”

Ran Xiaoyuan reaction came over, blushing.

……

A highly anticipated battle ended like this.

“Junior Brother Zhao, how can you play like this. Your personal victory or loss has to do with Master’s face.”

Yang Gan is slightly dissatisfied.

Although Ran Xiaoyuan’s strength is good, Yang Gan obviously knows that Zhao Feng must have worked hard.

“As long as you can participate in the ‘Floating Crest Trial’, that’s enough. Even if you take the first place in the competition, if there is no gain in the Trial, it will be nothing.”

Zhao Feng’s disapproval.

There are three main reasons why he conceded.

First, Ran Xiaoyuan’s strength is not bad. He does not use his left eye and bloodline strength. It is difficult to win.

Second, exposing the strength and winning four games in a row won’t do any good-it’s hard work and no reward!

Of course, there is another important point. He has a special feeling for Ran Xiaoyuan, and he always feels that he owes the other person a human relationship.

“How did he … suddenly give up?”

Ran Xiaoyuan was a little confused.

“This Zhao Feng is cunning, but he doesn’t fight against Junior Sister. Well, there is another possibility, maybe he really likes Junior Sister, otherwise how can he give up his four-game winning streak.”

Senior Sister Yuan’s resentful words, the following self-spoken, let Ran Xiaoyuan pretty face red, dazzling head, eyes out, and secretly looking at a glance Green Haired Youngster calm and not far away.

The words and deeds of the two did not escape the side Broken Moon Sect Master. As a Sect’s Master, she frowned.