Super Treasure Chest Lottery System

"It seems that you are the one most likely to surpass Master Yang!" Qin Heng sighed. What surprised him even more was Feng Yu's age. He looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, which was younger than them all.

Two or three years old. But in terms of spiritual formation attainments, he showed faint signs of catching up.

If this kid is given another two or three years, I'm afraid they will only be able to look up at that person's neck!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Heng's face suddenly showed a smile: "But! You are no match for me now!"

Qin Heng sneered, Feng Yu obviously arranged the spiritual formation before him, but the formation of the spiritual formation took place after him.

Moreover, he had just seen the collision between the golden swords of both sides. It was obviously Feng Yu's sword that was the first to turn into fly ash, while his sword was not damaged at first. It seemed that it was only broken due to insufficient energy supply.

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Both of these can show that although Feng Yu can arrange this spiritual formation, he is not as good as him in the spiritual formation, and the strength of this spiritual formation is also slightly inferior to him. Therefore, the final victory still belongs to him

of!

While they were talking and thinking, their golden swords had each condensed into four.

The eight long swords collided and intersected in the air, emitting a soft chirping sound, and then each turned into a golden light point and disappeared.

This time, the speed at which the long swords of both sides disappeared was even more obvious.

I believe everyone who observes carefully can notice that the golden long sword condensed by Feng Yu collapsed first, while the long sword condensed by Qin Heng was lagging behind. Although this time was very short, it was obvious that the relationship between the two sides was

High or low.

You may not be able to see the difference now, but when the number of long swords reaches a certain number, it will probably be the time for Feng Yu to be defeated.

It can be explained with data, assuming that the energy contained in each of Feng Yu's long swords is 9, and the energy contained in each of Qin Heng's long swords is 10.

The energy gap between the two sides is not big, so Qin Heng cannot suppress Feng Yu steadily.

But when there are enough long swords, Qin Heng only needs nine golden long swords to equal the power of Feng Yu's ten golden long swords.

And the remaining long sword was enough to cause a fatal crisis to Feng Yu.

Therefore, the outcome of the game can be seen through the small gap in this aspect.

Mu Wen nodded. Although Feng Yu's competition was doomed to fail, he did not think that Feng Yu was inferior at all. Instead, he was once again shocked by Feng Yu's talent.

Qin Heng's strength was questioned by Mu Yong. As a spiritual formation student in the same class as him, his strength was only a few points weaker than his.

And Feng Yu was able to challenge him in this short period of time, which is already a very evil performance.

However, Feng Yu seemed to have discovered this shortcoming, frowning deeply and sweating heavily on his forehead, trying to perfect the spiritual formation as much as possible.

"You're such a stubborn boy, can't you still see the difference between the two of us? If you want to beat me, just study for a few more years!" Qin Heng gritted his teeth.

In his opinion, Feng Yu's behavior and defeat were doomed, but he was holding on with all his strength in order to delay more time.

However, in the end, they still couldn't escape the defeat, and they just spent more spiritual and soul power in vain.

Then, after hearing this, Feng Yu sneered, "How many years have you thought you were sure to win?"

"Isn't it?" Qin Heng sneered. The number of those golden swords has now reached hundreds. It's time to decide the winner.

With that said, Qin Heng did not strike out all the golden long swords, but retained a small part of the long swords. He believed that even if the number of his golden long swords was smaller, in terms of strength, they would definitely be able to

To defeat Feng Yu, those golden swords that have been preserved will be the weapon to defeat Feng Yu!

"In that case, you should take a closer look!" As he said that, Feng Yu's fingers suddenly flew up and down, making several marks at an extremely fast speed.

Mu Wen looked at this scene in astonishment, then his face showed a look of astonishment, and he said in praise: "That's it, I understand!"

"Why is this guy still forming seals? Hasn't the spiritual formation been arranged long ago?" Qin Heng looked at Feng Yu in confusion, "Could it be that...?"

He had already thought of a possibility at this moment.

That is, the number of spiritual seals condensed by Feng Yu has reached more than 800, and it only takes more than 500 spiritual seals to arrange an endless sword formation. So what about the remaining spiritual seals of this guy?

Thinking of this key point, Qin Hengqin broke into a cold sweat and suddenly shouted: "No!"

However, by this time, it was too late.

Mu Wen and Qin Heng could see that just when Feng Yu's condensed long sword and Qin Heng's condensed long sword were about to collide, the size of Feng Yu's condensed long sword suddenly increased a bit, and his aura also increased.

Then it became sharper.

"Feng Yu, this kid, is going to win!" Mu Wen looked at Feng Yu with eyes that couldn't stop praising him.