Chapter 250 There is no suspense, it’s time for us to start
Tang Yin felt very happy, but Hu Liena felt uncomfortable all over.
On the occasion of breaking up.
"Miss Hu Liena, I recommend a few story books for you to read. If you come to see me next time, maybe you won't be so nervous..."
To take the initiative to "seduce" myself like this, well, it seems inappropriate to seduce.
ambiguous.
Yes, ambiguous.
But he didn't even know how to take the initiative with his little hands. It's too "businesslike" and just walking and talking stupidly.
It doesn't matter if you speak nicely and stir up the atmosphere.
But where has the usual charm gone?
It’s like a different person.
However, it's not that Hu Liena doesn't want to be charming, but that she is worried about losing control. With Tang Yin's strength, she directly kidnaps people and executes them on the spot. Wouldn't it be in vain for her?
"See you tomorrow, Miss Hu Liena."
Raise your hand and kiss the back of your hand. Tang Yin said goodbye.
Hu Liena looked at her left hand with an inexplicable expression, as if she could see the lip prints on the back of her hand. He sighed and walked towards his apartment with slumped shoulders.
I don’t know how long the people from the Haotian Sect will stay after the finals.
"No matter what, I must help the teacher."
Behind him, Hong Mao, biting a small handkerchief, watched Hu Liena walk into the door and let out a sigh of relief. Returning to the hotel where Tang Yin stayed, he lingered at the door several times before finally turning around and leaving.
The disparity in strength made him despair.
For Hu Liena, he believed that he had the courage to challenge Tang Yin, but the result was obvious. What was the point of challenging?
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The next day.
Championship fight. Yesterday's battle was a feast for the eyes, and people's hearts were filled with excitement. They were all looking forward to what the final decisive battle would be like.
The accounts present were all taking precautions and were always ready to take action, so as not to be caught off guard like yesterday.
The three of them are also excellent in acting.
Zhou Xuefeng and An Lan first had a physical battle. It is highly artistic and at the same time, its murderous intentions are clearly revealed. Ning Yulin held the pagoda and paddled behind.
After the other supporting characters showed their strength, the fight was almost over.
The real battle is when the trumpet sounds.
There were only four people left on the field, Ning Yulin, Zhou Xuefeng, An Lan and Qian Renxue.
The martial spirit avatar said hello.
There are blue and silver grasses everywhere, and the enlarged nine-color glazed pagoda. As for An Lan and Qian Renxue, they were just showing off, ah no, they were full of temperament. The wings with similar colors but sharp contrast behind the two people, one with a golden halo and the other with golden-red flames, drove the two of them into the sky slowly. Qian Renxue didn't know why An Lan suddenly did this slow motion, but she subconsciously followed suit.
Feeling okay?
Angel’s true form!
The true form of Phoenix!
The angels stayed, drawing fire. But Phoenix, inexplicably, rushed directly into the sky.
Angel realm! Qian Renxue muttered silently and spread her domain across the playing field. Zhou Xuefeng resisted with his own blue silver domain and covered up the movement of Ning Yulin's five elements domain or nine-color glazed domain.
Countless bluesilver grasses are winding towards Qian Renxue.
And she started directly with the eighth soul skill.
Qiming.
Holding the sacred sword high, the sword's blade shines brighter than the sun. Swing the sword. The blue silver grass was swept away, and all of Zhou Xuefeng's additional abilities were dissolved and purified, leaving only his own strength and basic physical entanglement ability.
With six wings swooping down, Qian Renxue bypassed the entanglement of blue silver grass and rushed towards the two people on the ground, the light flickering. Another Qian Renxue appeared from it, the right arm skill of the angel suit, the angel clone.
Immediately afterwards, the left leg bone skill·Angel Movement.
Two Qian Renxue teleported and appeared in front of them.
Released at ultra-close range, the first soul skill: Angel Assault.
The palm of his hand, shining with colorful light, held down her sword-holding arm so easily and without any pretense. Clone Qian Renxue: "..."
The main body was blocked by Zhou Xuefeng's sword condensed with blue silver grass. It's not the blue silver grass that extends the soul skills, but the martial soul itself. There are many attributes on the body that Qian Renxue cannot dispel now.
She is already very aware of how difficult this Blue Silver Grass soul master is, and long-term close combat is extremely disadvantageous. Seeing that such a rapid displacement attack failed, they could only retreat quickly.
What made her even more troublesome was that the "assistant" actually caught the clone's attack with his bare hands.
This is too unreasonable.
Use the force to turn around and rotate.
Angel light blade.
In two directions, the main body and the clone wielded dense blades of light, feathers of light.
Angel·free will.
The void emits golden light chains.
Zhou Xuefeng looked up and saw that the clouds above his head had been completely transformed into burning clouds, and something huge was approaching quickly.
[That guy An Lan is almost ready. 】
He turned back and continued to look at Qian Renxue.
[Although it's a bit disrespectful, I'm sorry, you are not the protagonist in this scene, so I can only ask you to leave first! 】
Countless blue and silver grasses suddenly rose up from the ground, covering the sky and the sun, and surrounded the venue. The audience briefly lost their vision. When the Lan Yincao was untied, everyone saw Qian Renxue staring at the two of them with an aggrieved look on her face, and then flew out of the venue unwillingly.
"Xiaoxue, what is this?"
In the dark, a group of worshipers didn't know why. What happened in that short period of time inside? Thousands of rumors spread, and Qian Renxue came over. However, Qian Renxue was prevaricating, not wanting to make it clear.
After being killed instantly, what else could she say?
She has been practicing all the way until now, except for An Lan, who rarely wins, but she didn't expect that today she would be such a complete defeat.
Judging from her expression, it shouldn't be a big deal, so the old men pretended to ignore it and didn't intend to ask any more questions.
Buzz…
The temperature suddenly rose.
"Wow? What is that?"
In the distance, the residents in the city suddenly saw a divine bird bursting out of the sky above Wuhun Academy, causing the clouds to roll. Half of the sky was completely covered in flames, and the huge phoenix carried the power of burning the sky.
Swoop down.
In order to match the aura of this attack, the two of them also responded with huge weapons. A giant blue and silver statue rises from the ground, and its huge palm grasps the flying phoenix. However, the speed of this phoenix is much faster than what can be seen with the naked eye.
As soon as the statue reached out its hand, it had already hit the statue's chest.
On the sidelines, various titles had already laid out a strong soul power barrier, but yesterday's scene reappeared, and it was still easily broken. They had to increase the soul power output to keep the barrier regenerated continuously.
The statue was assisted by the Five Elements by Ning Yulin. Zhou Xuefeng's own vitality control.
However, this time, An Lan's Fire Phoenix had the upper hand.
Although the Bluesilver Grass was not directly burned, the parts where the Divine Phoenix hit were immediately dismembered.
This was not burning with flames, but the effect of An Lan's eighth soul skill.
The flames scorch the world.
Summons a storm of fire with unmatched fire damage. Put a soul mark on all attack targets within the storm. The target will not only be harmed by mental burning, but also will be forcibly controlled by An Lan as the flame burning continues.
Of course, currently, there is a limit to control, which depends on the difference in mental power level between the two parties.
At this moment, he has seized control of that part of the Blue Silver Grass creation.
The next moment, the bluesilver grass stained by the flames fell off, and new parts were regenerated.
(End of chapter)