Beast Blood Panlong

As Sanbao came to the stage easily, the expression of the junior Spirit King opposite him suddenly became rich. As a seed player, Sanbao's strength must be undoubted, but his cultivation seemed to be only a five-star Spiritual King. No matter what mysteries the opponent possessed,

With his spiritual skills, at least in terms of realm, he has an advantage.

Thinking of this, the Junior Spirit Emperor felt more confident in his heart.

"Let's get started~"

Following the host Ling Emperor's greeting, the two of them reached out a palm with a tacit understanding, testing each other's strength with the first move.

The twelve promotion candidates in the audience also looked at the two of them intently, thinking that it was time for the mules or horses to be pulled out for a ride.

There was a soft bang, the Three Treasures did not move, but the Junior Spirit Emperor took three or four steps back. After finally regaining his breath, there was a faint pain in the palm of his hand.

He thought secretly: He is indeed a seed player, he is so powerful.

Sanbao twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly attacked, using a set of very ordinary middle-grade spiritual skills, Golden Sand Palm, to great effect.

When your strength reaches a certain level, even the simplest spiritual skills can turn into magic, especially when your opponent is obviously much weaker than you.

trick.

Seeing that the power of the three treasures was unparalleled, the junior spirit emperor immediately changed his strategy, took out a spirit sword, and began to display a set of steady and defensive swordsmanship. He did not seek to hurt the enemy, but to protect himself.

Save.

Sanbao was a little amused when he saw that the opponent was shrinking in the light of the sword. In the face of powerful strength, everything was just a paper tiger.

Eat my palm.

In the shadow of the sword, the figure of Sanbao suddenly appeared in front of the Spirit Emperor, still using the golden sand palm. How could the mystery of the nine-turn golden body be blocked by a set of sword techniques? When the Spirit Emperor felt a slight threat,

A giant palm has been heavily imprinted on his chest.

With a bang, the junior Spirit Emperor was immediately knocked away several meters and landed on the edge of the battle platform.

"I give up~"

Although he was knocked away several meters, the Spiritual Emperor was not seriously injured. Knowing that Sanbao was showing mercy, he handed over his hand and left the stage in embarrassment.

"In the last round, 301 won. Next is the second round. First, 302 will face off against 318..."

When Sanbao walked off the stage, he scanned the entire training ground. The first round of the eight groups of players was basically over. Among them, the young master of Hailing Island, Lu Shaofeng, performed the most fiercely. He almost defeated his opponent in one palm.

His heart was crippled, the dignified Linghuang was crippled, and everyone in his group looked pale.

He secretly thought that he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes when he encountered this murderous god.

Time passed very quickly, and when the sun reached its peak, there were only two contestants left in the three groups, none other than San Bao and the Four-Star Spirit Emperor Xiong Qianer.

"Brother Xiong, should we fight?" Seeing that Xiong Qianer was reluctant to come on stage, Sanbao on the stage asked teasingly.

"Fight, why don't you fight? Our head is not far away. How can I weaken the Xiong family's prestige?" Xiong Qianer took a deep breath before flying onto the stage.

In the previous rounds of competition, although Sanbao defeated his opponents with absolute advantage, no one was seriously injured. After all, Sanbao was new here and did not want to have grudges with the forces behind these players. However, for Xiong Qianer, Sanbao could do it.

Not so polite anymore.

This guy has had bad thoughts towards himself. He can avoid the death penalty but cannot escape the punishment of living.

Following the start of the presiding spirit emperor, the whole body of the three treasures was filled with golden light, and the nine fold claws were used to the extreme.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

After a series of crisp sounds, the two of them faced off with more than ten palms in a row. Among the three treasures' weird movements, Xiong Qianer couldn't dodge at all. Fortunately, his four-star spiritual emperor's cultivation level was not fake.

Barely considered "evenly matched"

Just when Xiong Qianer thought that Sanbao was attacking again, Sanbao suddenly turned behind him and kicked him out. Xiong Qianer was already in a hurry by Sanbao and could not defend himself in time. He was kicked to the stage like a dog eating shit.

, unbearable pain in the vagina.

I don’t know if the function of carrying on the family line has been destroyed. I was so frightened that I shouted loudly: "Brother Luo, please spare my life, Brother Luo, please spare your life. I give up."

Sanbao wanted to be cruel, but when he saw the other party acting like a bear, he suddenly lost his mood and thought to himself, he is indeed a descendant of the Xiong family.

All eight group matches have ended.

The battle was brutal. Three contestants died in the fighting, and more than twenty others were seriously injured. Most of the others left the battle with minor injuries.

The results came out quickly, and without exception, all the seeded players from the eight groups advanced. At this time, the rest of the contestants were convinced, after all, the strength of the eight people was there.

A group of old guys on the judging panel also let out a sigh of relief when they saw this, secretly thinking, luckily they didn't choose the wrong seed, otherwise they would have been really embarrassed today.

However, others do not have no chance at all. The three finalists will accept everyone's challenge. As long as they can win one of them, they can still become the winner.

Of course, this is only a theoretical opportunity. How can it be easy to be among the top three in the top eight? Shangguan Hai's promise is nothing more than giving everyone hope.

"Okay, the Wanhou Tournament has entered the final stage. It is still a single elimination match. To show fairness, the eight of you will draw lots to choose your opponents. Come and draw lots~" Shangguan Hai held up a wooden lottery box.

The storage bag came to everyone.

Wan Yanbo, Lu Shaofeng, San Bao and other eight people took out a wooden sign one by one. When everyone showed the wooden sign, everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

They all sighed: The Shangguan family is indeed very fair in doing things.

Without him, Wan Yanbo and Lu Shaofeng actually met in the first round. One was the No. 1 pick and the other was the No. 8 pick. According to the rules, the two picks were exactly opposite each other.

"Haha, there's a good show now. The two great spiritual emperors are going to eliminate one person in the first round. It's really interesting..."

"Hmph, those guys were cheaper, grandma. If I hadn't met Nalu Island Master, I might have entered the finals, or even entered the top three..."

"Hmph, it's not the same for me. I met Uncle Wanyan. But if you are really capable, don't you still have a chance to challenge..."

"What a big loss. If I had known that I wouldn't have used all my strength just now, I would have just prepared for the challenge with all my strength. Now my left hand is broken, and I have no chance to challenge."

Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, and six of the eight players on the stage quickly left, leaving only the two top players in this Wanhou competition.

"Brother Lu, you didn't expect us to meet each other so soon?" Wanyan Bo was tall and strong, and the black ax in his hand was shining brightly. You could tell at a glance that it was a super killer weapon.

"Yeah, it's really unfortunate that Brother Wanyan met me. You might have entered the top three, but this time you have no chance!" Facing his opponent who was also the Ling Emperor, Lu Shaofeng still looked as arrogant as ever.

The weapon in hand is a black rod carved with edges and corners.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Brother Lu," the two of them argued, obviously not convinced by each other.

Even if other players lose, they still have a chance to challenge. As seeded players, once they lose, they will be eliminated immediately. This also determines that the two can only fight to the death without any chance of reservation.

Following Shangguan Hai's shout, the two of them quickly reached the same place.

The two of them both took the route of strength, and neither gave in to the other. They were almost head-to-head, hitting each other with axes and sticks, causing spiritual light to fly everywhere. The huge fluctuations in spiritual power made all the spiritual emperors in the audience change their expressions wildly.

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Especially for the defeated generals under the two men, it was deeply touched.

He thought secretly: This is the true power of the Spirit Emperor. When he fought with me before, the other party didn't even show 50% of his strength.

Sanbao, who was holding the No. 6 lottery, naturally looked at the two of them intently. The two were of the same level, and their spiritual skills and weapons were not much different. At first glance, the strength of the two should be between equals.

But after a closer look, Sanbao felt that Lu Shaofeng from Hailing Island was more likely to win, because from beginning to end, his footwork was very weird. Although for the two people who mainly attack with strong attacks, it has little impact at the moment, but time will pass.

Over time, spiritual power will become the decisive factor.

Lu Shaofeng's style of play is obviously more labor-intensive. Of course, those who can advance to the Spirit Emperor before the age of fifty are extremely talented people. Moreover, both of them are children of aristocratic families, so it is impossible for them not to have some trump cards.

At the end of the fight, it will be up to you who has the stronger trump card.

Sure enough, the fight between the two lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour. Regarding this, no one in the audience was dissatisfied at all. Being able to watch the fight between the two Spirit Emperors at such a close distance was a rare opportunity, especially given the strength of the two.

Even if they are similar, there is no winner for a moment, which is even more valuable to the Spiritual Emperor in the audience.

Although the two's fighting style of opening and closing was very domineering, it consumed a lot of spiritual power. After a quarter of an hour, the momentum of both of them dropped in unison.

"Split mountains and rivers with force"

"The stick presses the five elements~"

With a shout, the two of them displayed their strongest attack skills almost at the same time. With a loud bang, both of them were knocked back several meters, and the body-protecting auras on their bodies were even more shaky.

rupture.

"Take my ax again~"

"Come on, come on," both of them looked pale, but for the sake of reputation and profit, they came to the same place again.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was another quarter of an hour. Although the two spiritual emperors in the field tried their best to defeat their opponents, their strength was indeed very close. Even the trump cards of their respective explosions were equally matched. It was really difficult for a while.

Decide the winner.

When San Bao looked carefully again, both of them had put away their weapons, and were instead competing with their palm skills.

Not only that, the two of them also put away their body-protecting spiritual weapons. The previous vigorous attack and killing had almost exhausted their spiritual power. After failing to defeat their opponents, they could only choose to compete for endurance.

At this time, Lu Shaofeng's slightly superior body skills began to show his advantage, and the situation gradually gained the upper hand.

The two of them had a strong hand in the field, and everyone off the field also benefited a lot.

Miso, miso.

Wanyan Bo staggered and was swept to the ground by Lu Shaofeng's palm.

"Wanyan, you lose!" Lu Shaofeng gained the upper hand and was not merciful. When Wanyan fell to the ground, he kicked out.