Emperor Jiuyin

"You are not in the Bafang Tower at this time, watching the battle between the gods of the gods. You don't care about choosing the successor of my clan, but you come here to beat me?" The high priest Kongkong sat on the large throne, holding his face with his hands, with a smile on his face. Displeased look.

Kongyi Shenyu quickly prostrated himself on the ground and explained: "I came to see you at this critical moment because I had to report something big, so I left a clone to supervise the battle in the Bafang Tower, and I came to see you in my true form. Report this."

The high priest Kongkong said: "Since there is such an important matter, then report it quickly. What is the important matter that requires you to report it in such a hurry?"

Kongyi Shenyu said: "Actually, in the Bafang Tower just now, there were only the last three Outer God teams left. Among them, the Silver Dragon God Son of the Seven Dragon God Clan team fought against a young man named Bai Liao. This name is Bai Liao. The young man who was at a disadvantage in the fight with the Silver Dragon God Son actually used my clan’s unique copying technique to copy the Silver Dragon God Son’s Silver Dragon Fighting Qi and turned it into his own magical power.”

High Priest Kongkong frowned slightly: "Is that just for this?"

Kongyi Shenyu said: "That young man is not a descendant of our clan, how can he use the origin of Kongkong to copy his opponent's magical powers?"

High Priest Kongkong said: "It won't be too late for you to investigate this matter after the battle between him and the Silver Dragon Godson. Why bother here?"

Kongyi Shenyu said: "If it were just because of this, I would never dare to come here to disturb you. It's just that the young man named Bai Liao is simply copying the silver dragon's fighting spirit. You can tell at a glance."

After saying that, Kongyi Shenyu projected the battle image in Bafang Tower onto the main hall.

Bai Lao's fighting spirit surged all over his body, and his snow-white aura blended into the dojo, integrating with Long Er's Silver Dragon Emperor Domain. The two forces fiercely competed for control of the entire dojo, and it was hard to tell the difference for a while.

In the end, the two forces completely consumed each other, causing the entire dojo to return to an uncontrolled area. Without the blessing of the Silver Dragon Emperor's domain, Long Er's Silver Dragon fighting spirit was instantly reduced by nearly 30%.

Bai Li said: "Long Er, how are you now?"

Long Er's eyes widened and he stared at Bai Bai: "You monster, who are you!"

Bai Li said: "I am who I am, Bai Bai is right!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and teleported to Long Er. The two fighting spirits collided and entangled. Bai Lao and Long Er fought hand to hand, each using the most violent attack and killing methods.

This one's fist is like a soldier's sharp edge and can defeat iron, and that one's feet are like climbing the clouds and climbing the ladder of heaven. Long Er's boxing skills are excellent, and Bai Bai's leg skills are as good as gods. The spirit of Long's second move is changeable, and his fighting spirit is like a dragon or a snake. Bailao is basically solid and steady, and his gestures are as big as a mountain.

The two sides were fighting each other, and for a while they were inseparable. Although the fight in mid-air was dazzling, it was impossible to watch. But from beginning to end, the two only relied on pure physical skills to fight, and never used any magical power.

"Eldest brother, second brother, are you planning to fight with Bai Zu using physical skills to the end?" Long Qi asked.

Long Yiyi: "Yes."

"Why not use Silver Dragon Dou Qi? This is his special skill. He can use Silver Dragon Dou Qi to transform thousands of magical powers. What's the difficulty in defeating this?" Long Qi said.

Long said solemnly: "Do you think he doesn't want to? This is already Lao Er's strongest form. The silver dragon's fighting spirit protects the body. The opponent also has the same fighting spirit to protect the body. Any magical powers are redundant and cannot cause any damage to the opponent. Effective damage. Using magical powers at this time is a waste of your own energy. Only by defeating the opponent's fighting spirit defense and hitting the opponent's body can you effectively defeat the enemy. The second brother knows this better than anyone, and the opponent also knows it. This way. Therefore, they will always fight in close quarters and rely on pure physical skills to determine the outcome. "

Dragon God Son Long San said: "That's not good."

Long Er resorted to all kinds of tricks and changes, but he still couldn't hit Bai's vital point. Bai Yiyi defended and strived for victory steadily. The more he fought, the more he fought, his strength grew longer and longer, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

One is declining, the other is increasing. Looking at Long Er, the more he fights, the more tired he becomes, and the more he fights, the worse he becomes. The army is about to be defeated, and the trend of collapse will be like water bursting from a dam, out of control.

"Long Er, it seems that your Silver Dragon fighting spirit still needs to be improved."

Bai Lai shouted loudly, and Renzhong hit Long Er with a straight punch. Long Er raised his hands to block, but the power of this punch exceeded the limit that Long Er could bear.

One punch broke through the defense, and the silver dragon's fighting energy dissipated. The terrifying power penetrated into Long Er's body, sending Long Er flying hundreds of feet away. His arms were almost unconscious. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had been poked by two white fingers, and if he took an inch further, his eyes would be wiped out.

Bai Li said: "Long Er, I think there is no need to continue struggling, the victory or defeat has been decided."

Long Er stared at Bai Bai, silent, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. But he was unable to resist such a defeat. When he fought against Bai Liao, he had already discarded all external differences.

The reason why Long Er lost to Bai Bai was simply because of lack of strength. One became stronger as he fought, and the other became weaker as he fought. How could he be defeated? This situation is the most desperate. People of the same clan are fighting against each other and their strength is weak. How can they win? Unless evil and despicable means are used, there is no solution to the situation.

Long Yi shouted from the audience: "Second brother, come down, that's enough."

Long Er looked back at Long Yi and said, "Brother, I..."

"No need to say any more. You have done enough. Come down and have a good rest. I will need your help in the next battle." Long Yi said.

Long Er swept away his dejected look, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave the next step to my eldest brother."

Long Er turned around and left the field, saving a pair of dragon eyes.

Bai Rui retreated to the center of the dojo, waiting for the last opponent to take the stage in the semi-finals. After the battle with Long Er, everyone already knew that no one in the Seven Dragons God Clan team could defeat Bai except Long Yi.

Even though Long Three, Long Four, Long Five, and Long Six have never played before, the powerful strength shown by Bai Bai is definitely not something they can challenge.

Now the Seven Dragons Protoss team has only one hope left - Long Yi.

If Long Yi is defeated, then the remaining four dragons will hardly need to fight, it will just be a formality.

"Sir, what do you think?" Kongyi Shenyu asked.

The high priest Kongkong stared at Bai Lai intently, but his eyes were very empty, and he didn't know where his mind was wandering.

"Kongyi, I understand why you came to me about this matter." The great priest Kongkong said.

Kongyi Shenyu said: "This Bailu's copying ability is really stronger than anything I have ever seen. Those of us who have such ability are all famous masters. When will a young Bailu appear, and he is not a member of my tribe."

The Great Priest Kongkong said: "He can see the essence of the Silver Dragon's fighting spirit at a glance, and he can instantly copy it into his own secret skill. This ability can only be achieved by a priest among the hundreds of millions of people in our clan. ”

Kongyi Shenyu said: "So I dare to doubt whether this Bai Bai is a master trained by the adults."

The great priest Kongkong said: "If there is such a great disciple, why should I waste so much effort to choose the son of Kongkong? Kongyi, sometimes don't take things for granted and use your brain. If there is such an outstanding young genius in our clan, , has long been designated as the Son of God."

Kongyi Shenyu felt chills all over his body and kept saying: "Yes, yes, yes..."

The high priest Kongkong said: "This young man is not simple, but it is not yet certain whether he really has the copying ability of our clan. You should go back to Bafang Tower first."

Kongyi Shenyu said: "Sir, how should I deal with him?"

The high priest Kongkong said: "Let him finish the game and everything will continue as usual. If nothing else happens, he will be the final winner of this battle. After he wins, you will bring him to see me."

Kongyi Shenyu said: "Where is the selection of the Son of God?"

Grand Priest Kongkong said: "The selection of the Son of God is going on as usual. There is no need to make any changes. Don't shock anyone because of this matter."

Kongyi Shenyu said: "But the younger generation geniuses such as Kongxiang, Kongchen and Baikuang will definitely notice it. When they find out that something is wrong with Bai Bai..."

The Great Priest Kongkong said: "Even if the Son of God is chosen, it is not final. Who is suitable to be the new Son of God of our clan depends on their ability. To put it bluntly, if it is the genius of our clan who suddenly rises, let him be It’s not impossible for the Son of God.”

Kongyi Shenyu said: "I understand, I will go back to Bafang Tower now."

Kongyi Shenyu received the will of the great priest Kongkong and was determined.

"It seems that Bai Bai was right in not being too difficult before. I didn't expect that this kid is so extraordinary. If he is really absorbed into our clan and established as the Son of God, he will definitely be a member of the priest team in the future, and he may even have to rely on him to do things. Woolen cloth."

Although the Kongyi Shenyu is directly under the high priest Kongkong, and has high moral standing, it does not have many privileges and real power, because all power is firmly in the hands of the high priest.

Compared with the gods under other priests, Kongyi Shenyu's life was much bleak. He almost only did things without benefiting from them, which also gave him some little ideas of his own.

"Long Yi is on the stage!" Ji Zilin shouted.

All the sons of gods looked towards the dojo, looking forward to the final battle. For most of the Sons of God, this battle is the final battle. If Long Yi is defeated, the final victory will definitely belong to Bai Li. To put it bluntly, if they lose, the Seven Dragons God Clan team will be the final winner.

Ying Fa said: "Everyone should watch this battle carefully. It is not only their decisive battle, it may also be our decisive battle. We must find their flaws and weaknesses in this battle. When the time comes to fight with them, we will There are strategies to defeat the enemy.”

Yi Tian smiled helplessly and said: "Captain, if Na Bai wins, we may have no hope."

Yingfa said angrily: "What nonsense you say will make others' ambitions destroy your own prestige!"

Yi Tiandao: "I'm telling the truth. This guy can learn the opponent's magical power. Although he can't directly copy it like the Kongkong God Son, his power is not bad at all. There is no way to break Long Er's Silver Dragon Fighting Qi alone. If he learns it again, With Long Yi’s magical skills, it would be even harder for us to defeat him than to reach the sky.”