Mage with knife

Fortunately, the wood-type centaur god clone didn't seem to be very strong against Dick's water-type god clone. At least the centaur didn't kill his own water-type god clone first.

Such a battle was too dangerous, and Dick decided not to use such a split battle mode in the future.

During this battle, Dick was really exhausted, listless and confused.

Throwing a few soul stones into the jade pendant space, my mental state recovered a lot.

The battle between gods consumes not only internal strength, but also soul power.

"Dick, good job!" Mentor Heynckes gave Dick a rare compliment. Everyone said that Dick's grinding was bloodless. In this battle, Dick was completely bloody. God rarely fights in hand-to-hand combat.

To such an extent, the internal energy must have been exhausted to the extreme, and he had no choice but to work so hard.

The result of fighting like this is really a fight to the death. Fortunately, Dick's hand-to-hand combat was successful and he didn't suffer much loss.

"Teacher, I'm so tired!" Dick's internal energy was almost exhausted.

"You kid, haha!" Heynckes took out a bottle of divine elixir and threw it to Dick.

"Thank you, tutor!" Dick was a dog-faced person, so he took advantage and immediately beamed.

The recovery ability of the mid-level god-level spiritual wine is very good.

He didn't have time to care about other battles. Dick drank the spirit wine and had to recover his internal strength as soon as possible. He still had the next battle to fight. If he was a little negligent, his life would be lost.

The purity of the mid-level god-level spiritual wine is awesome! Water-based spiritual wine is also okay.

Accidentally, Dick's overwhelming momentum broke through the bottleneck and reached the level of a demigod. The seven-star bloodline giant's strength increased eightfold. In this critical period of the battle, he also increased his own strength to some extent. I'm happy.

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"I wiped it! You are still alive?" When Dick opened his eyes, a familiar big face was looking at him, wasn't it Bai Chongxi? This guy looked very good.

"I said, if you can win this game, I won't trouble you again in the future." Bai Chongxi still looked disgusted.

"Bai Chongxi, you'd better pray that my property in Gaosheng Town is okay. Otherwise, your Bai family will not be able to escape suspicion, and it will be the turn of the Juncheng Martial Arts Center to cause trouble for your Bai family." Dick would not show weakness.

"Tch!" Bai Chongxi still looked disdainful.

"Okay, Bai Chongxi, quickly restore your internal strength, there is still another battle." Another red-robed instructor said.

Bai Chongxi didn't show off this time. Every ounce of internal strength may be a decisive factor. Of course, the internal strength must be restored as soon as possible, including consuming huge soul power.

"Get to know Jiang Xiyue!"

"Dick!" He was being polite, but Dick wouldn't show off. "You're seriously injured. I'm afraid you'll have to recuperate for a few months."

Jiang Xiyue looked really miserable. She was covered in blood. She didn't know how many bones were broken. There was a sword hole in her chest that was pierced by a sword. It was estimated that most of her lungs were damaged. For the deity, as long as his divine power is not broken, his head will not be broken.

If you lose it, recovery will be a matter of time.

"Yeah, I'm done with this competition. I hope you can continue." Jiang Xiyue said, being helped by others, and left the team.

The Handan County team that continues to participate in the competition only has seven people left in total. Yes, including Dick and Bai Chongxi, there are only seven people left, which is a bit miserable.

The power of Mount Tai has reached eight times, and Dick's strength has increased a few points. Don't underestimate these points, not only the increase in strength, but also the momentum of the Seven Star Bloodline has inexplicably increased by a few points.

Dick wielded the sword more and more fiercely, and once again fought hard to win the battle.

"What? Bai Chongxi, stop pretending? If you dare, keep going, hehe!" Looking at Bai Chongxi who was in a worse state than Jiang Xiyue, Dick smiled like this.

"Hmph! I won't lose to you next time we compete."

Dick found that this Bai Chongxi was not so annoying, maybe it was because of his personality.

Okay, everyone died and was seriously injured. In the Handan Martial Arts Dojo, including Dick, there are only two people left who can continue to participate in the war.

"Caniggia, advanced to Shinto for three thousand years."

"Dick, it's been sixty or seventy years since I advanced to Shinto."

There are only two of us, so of course we need to get to know each other. Otherwise, how embarrassing!

Then, there was no more. Although Dick had a good record, he was just a newbie after all. He was a powerful lower level god.

As a result, after the next round of battle, the powerful lower god Canigia was also seriously injured and retired.

Dick is so embarrassed. He is the only one left. Should he still fight? He is just a new student, so that doesn’t mean anything. Fighting between the middle god and the veteran lower god is the best way to show the strength of the family. In this case, he is still here.

What’s the point of achievements?

After merging, the thirteen seven-star bloodline clan martial arts monasteries have been merged into one body. In principle, this is the last battle.

That's okay, if everyone mixes together, Dick won't be so conspicuous.

No, it seems that Dick is still so embarrassed. Thirteen county martial arts dojos are mixed together, and Dick realizes that he is still a new student.

Not being a heavyweight, Dick couldn't join other people's teams. Dick sat in a lonely position, and no one paid any attention to Dick.

"Dick, the situation is a bit special. Your next opponent may not necessarily be a Centaur freshman."

"Isn't it? Teacher Heynckes, is this okay? I am a lower-level god who has been practicing for thousands of years. I..." Dick didn't even know what to say.

"If you win this battle, the martial arts field will reward you with three thousand soul stones. Other rewards will be calculated separately."

"Okay! Master, for the honor of Handan Martial Arts Center, Dick will definitely fight to the death." Damn! Three thousand soul power stones, it's worth fighting for. A low-level god who has practiced for thousands of years, no matter how awesome you are, you are also a low-level god.

No? Why must I not be able to defeat you?

"Haha!" This time, even the other red-robed instructor laughed. This Dick was really obsessed with money.

Dick doesn't feel embarrassed at all. What's wrong with fighting for cultivation resources? I'm a poor man.

Dick's luck was not very good. The person he encountered in this last battle was indeed not a new centaur. The centaur lower god who could persist until now must be a lower god with extremely strong combat power.

Let's fight then. Dick wants to see how far behind he is.

A vigorous battle began.

Dick is very hard-working. There is a huge gap in cultivation. His opponent is also a dual-system god, and there is no difference in the realm of gods. Whether it is momentum, strength, or internal strength, Dick is completely at a disadvantage.

Damn! I just won’t admit defeat, what can you do?

The opponent is very powerful, but after all, there is no absolute advantage, and Dick's Fire Cloud Step cannot be suppressed. Even if there is no hope of victory, Dick will still fight and fall to the ground.

"Anthony, what's the point of Dick's persistence?" Several freshmen of the same class who were seriously injured and retired gathered together. Among the classmates, only Dick was still fighting hard, so why not give it a try?

"At the beginning, I thought so too. In the end, it was me who lost in the end." Anthony said helplessly. In the original battle between Anthony and Dick, the loser was really frustrated. At that time, in terms of overall strength, An

Tony is stronger than Dick.