Douluo's Luck Points Full Melee Archer

The qualifying round was coming to an end, and Han Li was too embarrassed to continue to be absent from work and slack off. He returned to the stands to fulfill his duties as the son of the Spirit Hall and a guest.

The atmosphere in the stands was much better than before. Well, the most obvious thing was that there were more conversations between the three major education committees and Xue Ye, which was understandable. After all, the second team of Tiandou Royal Academy was more competitive this time and could be said to have secured a place in the finals.

Although this may not be of much use in the fight for the final championship, it can be said that it still earned face at home.

Yu Yuanzhen's face was very ordinary. Thunder Academy was almost certain to be eliminated. Fortunately, Yu Tianheng was the captain of the Royal Dou Team 1 and was directly sent to the finals, so he didn't lose face.

Saras and Hu Yanzhen were also very happy. Among the five teams that advanced from the Tiandou City Division, Tianshui Academy and Xiangjia Academy also secured their places. What else was there to be dissatisfied about?

As for Ning Fengzhi, he was as indifferent as ever. He just smiled and nodded in greeting at Han Li's arrival.

The competition went on as usual, and the venue was heated.

On the stage, the people from the Royal Dou Team 2 and the Divine Wind Academy also appeared.

Both sides were confident in themselves, and the Royal Dou Academy was no longer involved in the competition for quotas. The tense and tit-for-tat feeling was weaker than in the previous competition.

There was no tactics to speak of. When the whistle sounded, both sides had already started to act.

On the Divine Wind Academy side, all the students had already arrived in the air. They could be said to be the only soul master academy in the competition whose members had the ability to fly.

On the Royal Dou Academy side, except for Ning Rongrong and Oscar, pale pink wings also appeared behind them.

After the two finished their skills, they did not hesitate and directly chose to raise their hands to admit defeat and walked towards the stage without looking back.

Oscar had handed the last two flying mushroom sausages to Tang San. His own soul power had almost been consumed, so there was really no need to stay on the stage. Ning Rongrong was the same. The increase had been given, and she had no use except being a target.

In this regard, the Kamikaze Academy was also very clear that the opponent was preparing for a quick attack, which happened to be something they were also good at.

Feng Xiaotian found Tang San, and the other six people did not need to be told, and took the initiative to surround the other four. Although the opponent had two soul masters, air combat was their forte.

At the beginning, the battle directly entered a white-hot level.

Dai Mubai and the others were also very clear that their flight time was only one minute, so they took advantage of the speed of the cockscomb and phoenix snake and rushed directly to the opposite side.

On the other hand, Tang San and Feng Xiaotian were still performing a chase scene. While the two had a brief collision, they suddenly used skills to create trouble for their teammates.

On the other side of the melee, the six people from the Kamikaze Academy had a certain advantage. The most important thing was that facing their wind attributes, Ma Hongjun almost became a large decoration. It was not right for him to use his skills, so it was natural that he became the first member to be eliminated.

Of course, he was not useless. His elimination created an opportunity for Xiao Wu. Seizing the opponent's skill gap, Xiao Wu used her combination skills continuously to take away one person from the Kamikaze Academy. With the assistance of Dai Mubai, she successfully fought off one person from the opponent, but she was also eliminated.

The situation did not improve. The situation of six to four became four to two, and their flight time was running out. Once they landed, Dai Mubai and Tai Long would really become live targets. Even if they were stronger than the opponent, they could only be exhausted to death.

However, this kind of thing was what they had expected before the game. Seeing that the flight time was about to end, the two of them flew towards Tang San and Feng Xiaotian without looking back. It seemed that they wanted to meet up with Tang San at the last moment and work together to attack Feng Xiaotian, the biggest threat.

Well, the players of the Kamikaze Academy were fooled as they expected.

This is not their fault. In the battle, it is human nature to quickly support teammates. However, just when they chose to pursue, Dai Mubai and Tai Long chose to turn back unexpectedly, and also activated the last burst of the flying mushroom sausage.

In the White Tiger Meteor Shower launched by Dai Mubai, the two of them rushed to the remaining four people of the Kamikaze Academy with the shield skill. After enduring a certain amount of attack, they locked them in mid-air.

On the other side, Tang San also smiled and cooperated with the two of them, launching the third soul skill, and together with the two of them, launched the spider web binding in succession, shooting the six people out of the ring together.

In just a moment, eight people were eliminated, and only Tang San and Feng Xiaotian were left on the stage.

"Good choice."

Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath and looked at Tang San on the opposite side. He could only blame themselves for being too careless and not making full use of the advantage in air combat. They still habitually played fast and fast, ignoring that this was a team that didn't like to play by the rules.

"But I will still win."

Feng Xiaotian was very confident. Among all the members who had played in the competition so far, in a one-on-one duel, he was a little afraid that Zhu Zhuqing would use a big move at the beginning and kill him instantly. He didn't think that the rest of the people, including Huo Wu, whom he liked very much, could beat him.

"Your hidden weapon has no effect on me."

While speaking, a group of visible green whirlwinds appeared around Feng Xiaotian, wantonly exuding aura, and the shadow of the two-headed wind demon wolf behind him emerged and roared in the direction of Tang San.

"Whether there is one or not is not up to you, and who told you that I only know how to use hidden weapons?"

While Tang San was replying, the hidden weapon transformed by the blue silver grass leaves had already been projected towards Feng Xiaotian, and he took the opportunity to add a flying mushroom sausage for himself. There is a big difference between having and not having it, which can bring the passive situation back to balance.

Feng Xiaotian did not lie, Tang San's hidden weapon technique was indeed very exquisite, but in his one-on-one situation, it was difficult to even get close.

Before the hidden weapon got close, it was disturbed by the wind around Feng Xiaotian, either leading to the side, or the grass leaves were directly crushed, except for consuming some soul power, there was no effect.

However, Tang San's goal has been achieved. Oscar's flying mushroom sausage still needs a little time from swallowing to launching. This short delay is enough.

The wings behind him have been reattached, and what surprised Feng Xiaotian was that Tang San took the initiative to rush towards him with the acceleration of the wings.

Are you so confident in your close combat?

Feng Xiaotian had such a thought in his mind. He admitted that Tang San's close combat ability was indeed good before, but don't forget that his martial soul is blue silver grass. If he chooses to collide with him head-on, can he really withstand it? His attack is also a sharp attack, which is a natural counter to blue silver grass.

But the opponent has already moved, and there is no time for him to think.

Feng Xiaotian chose to rush forward. The moment his body rushed out, the first soul ring on his body also lit up.

Wind blade array.

After the spirit possessed him, his palms had turned into wolf claws. Sharp claws popped out from his palms. As he swung, ten semi-arc wind blades were already shooting out with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, towards Tang San who also launched a charge.

Head, abdomen, footsteps, under Feng Xiaotian's control, the wind blades blocked Tang San's way forward at a tricky angle.

Facing Feng Xiaotian's dense wind blade attack, Tang San did not slow down. This was not the first time he had seen such an attack.

The ghost shadow step had long been engraved into Tang San's bones. With a slight movement of his toes, his body began to flash quickly. Under the blessing of extreme speed, it dragged out a trail of afterimages, which really had the flavor of a ghost shadow.

Facing him, Feng Xiaotian was somewhat surprised to find that he could not lock the opponent's breath, let alone control the wind blades to attack accurately, so he could only continue to control the wind blades to attack indiscriminately.

The wind blade missed, and as Tang San swayed left and right, which could not be locked, it shot onto the ring behind. Tang San also stopped dodging and appeared in Feng Xiaotian's field of vision without any injury.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, but the figures did not stop at all, and the wolf claws and palms had already collided.

Feng Xiaotian's wolf claw flashed with cold light and went straight to Tang San's chest, but was caught by the hands wrapped in blue silver grass. Even though the blue silver grass on it had begun to break at the moment of contact, it persisted and was guided to the side when it really touched the hands.

Moreover, Tang San looked quite calm.

After grabbing the air with one claw, Feng Xiaotian turned around and swung another claw, this time faster than before.

But what made him a little uncomfortable was that before his wolf claw touched the opponent, Tang San's fist had already hit his forearm.

Feng Xiaotian staggered when he was hit, and Tang San's feet swayed again, and he came towards Feng Xiaotian's body. Not only that, his right hand turned into a claw and grabbed the pulse gate on Feng Xiaotian's wrist.

His martial soul was not idle either. As the soul ring flashed, the blue silver entanglement silently spread from the soles of Feng Xiaotian's feet, trying to fix him in place.

He is indeed better than me in close combat, and he has great strength.

Feng Xiaotian felt the pain from his right forearm, and this thought came to his mind.

Of course, his movements did not stop. A green hurricane rose from his feet, crushing the blue silver grass that tried to trap him, but his wrist turned violently, and several small wind blades shot towards Tang San's hand that was grabbing him.

The wind blade burst within a close distance was also an advantage brought to Feng Xiaotian by his mutant martial soul. Although the power was not as powerful as the soul skills, it was also one of the advantages.

Seeing this, Tang San's face darkened and he quickly withdrew his hands. He leaped back with a flash and the two sides put some distance between themselves again.