Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

Pu Bucheng also experienced the excitement of An Ji flying upside down.

And this huge explosion shocked everyone at the scene.

what happened?

That looks like a bomb?

Why do bombs appear in the Transcendent competition?

Park Bucheng, who was at the center of the incident, was also a little confused. Park Bucheng, who was thrown dozens of meters away and fell to the edge of the ring, almost turned into a black man. His originally white mourning clothes were filled with black smoke and were covered with holes. Scars covered his body.

Kyle's face in the audience was full of anger, and he was about to explode. Then he felt a fierce murderous aura surrounding his whole body. As expected, the shadow's eyes were staring at him coldly, as if he had made the slightest move, that sharp The murderous aura will turn into reality and attack his whole body.

"I protest, you are cheating, referee, you must immediately decide that they have lost, and then compensate us."

Kyle yelled angrily.

The only response to him was Shadow's disdainful gaze and a disdainful word: "The arena is also a battlefield. As long as you can kill your opponent, it is a necessary means."

Kyle was a little speechless. Talking about human rights to this crazy woman was like playing the piano to an ox.

"Kyle, it doesn't matter. They can use it, and so can we. As far as I know, you have a good thing in your hands. You can let them taste the power of that thing."

Anders patted Kyle on the shoulder and said warmly.

Kyle's mouth twitched, "I didn't bring that thing. Besides, those weaklings on the other side are not worthy of me using weapons of mass destruction. I trust my students."

It’s a joke, you’re smart and I’m not stupid either. If you really take something out, I’m afraid it’s unknown whether it can be returned to my pocket.

Only a fool would harm his own vital interests for the sake of an insignificant game.

Anders shrugged helplessly: "I also think they can do it."

In the ring, Pu Bucheng stood up slowly. He looked miserable, but in fact most of them were just external injuries, not fundamental injuries.

He slowly tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, and the phantom of Zhu Song above his head gradually began to shake, but it was also more solid than before.

An Ji got up, feeling a little regretful that he couldn't bring Pu Bucheng down this time, so he wouldn't have many chances.

Puff puff

An Ji swung his right hand repeatedly, and high-explosive bombs hit Pu Bucheng like raindrops.

If one isn't enough, take a few more so you can taste them all. Almost at the same time that An Ji threw out the high-explosive bomb, Pu Bucheng also moved.

An extremely strong wind suddenly appeared on the ring, and the high-explosive bomb that had not yet reached Pu Bucheng was carried by the strong wind and flew around.

Shadow waved his right hand, and countless black spots surrounded the entire arena. High-explosive bombs flying out hit the black spots, as if they were stuck in a quagmire. As for some high-explosive bombs, they were unlucky and collided in the strong wind. There was a violent explosion.

For a moment, the entire arena was shaken, and strong winds swept through. An Ji was inevitably affected. He was already injured, but he suddenly became a rootless duckweed in the strong wind and waves, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out. , the whole person quickly withered, and when everything was calm, An Ji was lying on the ring like a puddle of mud.

Although Pu Bucheng was better, he had exhausted all his spiritual power when he launched the last sword dance. Coupled with the indiscriminate attacks from the high-explosive bombs behind him, blood was constantly dripping on his blackened mourning clothes. Obviously, The injury was serious.

"We admit defeat in this round."

As soon as the ring fell silent, Qin Fan quickly waved his hand to indicate that An Ji had done his best to reach this point and could never risk fighting any longer.

"What you said doesn't count."

Pu Bucheng was shocked. He was a high-ranking warrior at the peak of his level and was beaten to such a low level by a middle-level warrior. How could he just let it go?

As he spoke, he raised his sword and stabbed An Jing, who was lying on the ground.

Bang

Before he could reach his body, he saw his body suddenly flying backwards, flying more than ten meters and falling heavily on the ring.

"The decisions taken by both captains are equally valid."

Shadow said calmly.

Kyle snorted and said nothing. Shadow was obviously partial to the other team members, but it was not too much. The leader of a team naturally has the right to make different decisions based on different tactical arrangements. To take a step back, his own side is not You win, right?

Qin Fan and Fu Nanren quickly came to the stage and lifted An Ji off, while Zhang Xiong stayed on the stage.

"How about you give up?"

Zhang Xiong looked at Pu Bucheng teasingly. He was probably no better than an ordinary person standing there.

"Admit your fucking defeat."

Pu Bucheng was furious. Seeing Zhang Xiong come on stage, he ignored all hidden dangers and rushed towards Zhang Xiong with his sword.

Zhang Xiong smiled coldly when he saw this. This guy's refusal to go down was exactly what he wanted. Without saying anything, he directly summoned a long stick and smashed Pu Bucheng's head and face.

At first Pu Bucheng could withstand two blows, but after two sticks, Pu Bucheng's wailing was the only thing left in the field.

Perhaps he had long wanted to admit defeat, but the blows from the stick kept falling on him, and the huge pain made him scream loudly. He couldn't say a complete sentence of admitting defeat, but he couldn't.

Qin Fan looked at each other in surprise and saw Kyle and the students looking indifferent.

It seemed as if the person being beaten was not his.

"No, hold on for a while longer, try to consume his energy, and I will help you get revenge later."

Qin Fan was in shock when he heard a strong voice. He looked around and saw that the speaker was a strong man with a height of 1.9 meters.