Chapter 374
Chapter 374
The sun was high in the sky, the temperature was rising, and the air in the stadium was hot and twisted.
But it did not reduce the audience's enthusiasm for watching the game.
With the end of the top 16, the eight geniuses advanced strongly, representing the peak level of the young talents of the Canglong Empire, which attracted cheers in the stadium.
You must know that in this competition,
Even if he is the first player to be eliminated, he must be a legendary existence with extraordinary talent in his hometown, admired by countless young people.
After much anticipation, the noon bell rang, and the quarterfinals finally started.
The whole stadium was boiling.
The first match was between Lin Shengyi of the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Sect and Niu Gaowan of the Kuiniu Sect.
The white-clothed fairy landed on the ring, and opposite her stood a dark iron tower man with an iron ring hanging on his nose, long brown hair draped over his shoulders, and a wild breath all over his body.
The cheers outside the stadium were almost one-sided.
Not to mention the people from Yanyun City, even the people of Qianlong City "rebelled", their values followed their appearance, and they cheered for this peerless beauty with a veil.
The iron tower man's nose blew hot air, and five circles of soul rings swirled and rose under his feet.
"Moo——"
Behind him, a huge Kui Niu covered with thunder patterns stepped out of the thunder, surrounded by purple lightning, and roared to the sky.
"The disciples of Kuiniu Sect have always been wild and rough. I didn't expect that there would be another dark horse in this competition."
"What a bullshit dark horse. The Kuiniu Sect is second only to the top ten sects in terms of foundation. It has never been underestimated."
The iron tower man looked at the weak and graceful fairy in white skirt opposite him and roared:
"I, Niu Gaoan, don't bully women with my iron fists. You step down!"
Lin Shengyi's eyes were like a pool of autumn water, peaceful and serene, without any ripples. It seemed that her mind was not on the ring at all, and her peripheral vision was looking at other directions.
"Damn it!"
"Fighting with me, Lao Niu, you still have the mind to look at other people?"
The moment the game started, Niu Gaoan rushed out on the spot, as if he had turned into a purple lightning Kuiniu, with a pair of thunder horns, bursting with soul power, and heading towards Lin Shengyi.
"Boom!"
A purple light column shot up into the sky, containing infinite amplification energy.
Like a standard intercontinental missile, it cut through the sky and hit the purple electric Kui Niu.
Niu Gaoan's forward momentum stopped abruptly and he stood still.
His skin was visibly burning red, his muscles were trembling, and the heat was rolling.
He barely digested this terrible amplification effect.
"Little girl, your amplification effect is really strong, but I, Grandpa Niu, can handle it!"
Niu Gaoan burst into passion, laughed and raised his head, but his throat seemed to be stuck with a blade, and he was directly mute, with a pair of copper bell-sized eyes, staring at him.
Lin Shengyi's eyes were indifferent, her hair was frivolous, her skirt was flying, and her white hands were holding a Great Wilderness Purple Qi Ding. Behind her, nine purple light pillars were suspended, ready to go.
"Don't... don't make trouble!" Niu Gaoan panicked.
Seeing the other party's panic, Lin Shengyi slowly shook his head, disappointed.
"Boom boom boom!"
Nine purple light beams shot at Niu Gaowan, and his body swelled like a toad. His tower-like body was now round and round.
"No!"
"It's going to explode, it's going to explode!!!"
Niu Gaowan would never have thought that one day he would be buffed by an auxiliary.
What scared him the most was that the opponent had six soul rings.
He just released the third soul skill, and he was just one attack away from being killed.
The most ironic thing was that when Lin Shengyi released his soul skill, he didn't look at Niu Gaowan at all. His attention was all on the field, and he was observing the man's expression.
He wanted to see if the other party was scared.
"Bang bang bang."
Niu Gaowan was beaten to the stage, and the audience looked weird and shocked.
"Another weak one who can't be nourished."
"Zhao! The question is who can withstand the milk of Fairy Ziyun!"
"The milk is too much."
Luo Fanchen couldn't help but sigh: "This woman is a bit fierce."
"Even more milky than my Qinglian."
Ye Xiying curled her moist lips and said coquettishly: "Tsk, you are the monster, as far as I know, your Qinglian has not yet been attached with a soul ring."
Sisters Ye Xi'an, as well as Ye Longhe and others nodded and called it a monster.
After all, others thought that Luo Fanchen's Qinglian, Honglian, and Heilian were mutated soul skills, and only they really knew that they were the normal attacks of other people's martial souls.
They couldn't believe how explosive the effect would be if Qinglian was attached with a soul ring.
Luo Fanchen himself was speechless about this matter.
Not to mention that there are no suitable soul rings, now the Imperial City Origin Stone has been looted by some damn mysterious person in the palace, leaving Qinglian's "son" starving.
He is still waiting for Qinglian's fourth form.
Zhuo!
Wait for me to enter the palace to steal... enter the palace to take it, no, go to borrow it!!Lin Shengyi became the first player to advance to the semifinals, and she was also an assistant, which caused the whole audience to boil.
Jian Jiujue was as strong as ever. Even in the quarterfinals, he defeated a soul king Tianjiao from a hidden sect with only three swords.
On the stage, the wooden sword pointed directly at Luo Fanchen, and said in a calm voice: "I'll wait for you."
As if stimulated by Jian Jiujue, Emperor Sun Ye Wudao also showed amazing dominance in the arena.
Possessed by the ancient blue dragon martial spirit, the dragon's might shook the arena, and with just one claw, he clamped the opponent's throat and suppressed the soul king Tianjiao with the saber-toothed mad dragon.
The three players who advanced were similar to the audience's predictions before the game.
There was only one game left in the quarterfinals.
All the audience were very excited.
There were many gamblers in the arena. They bet all their fortunes on Ye Wudao, Jian Jiujue, and Mang Shang to enter the semifinals before the game.
Before the game, no matter who was watching, this was a sure win, so everyone bet a little.
There was a small episode when the odds were closed the day before the competition.
That was that a man in black actually bet on Luo Fanchen from Qianlong City to win the first place.
He bet a full two million Canglong coins, which attracted countless people to mock him for being a sucker, wondering where he came from.
"Shashasha——"
The sun was slanting at noon, and the east wind was blowing.
Mang Shang came on stage with a bang, his bronze muscles coiled like a dragon, wearing a washed-out vest, which attracted the audience to complain that the young master of Panlong Sect was dressed like a dung picker in the city.
He rubbed his hands and bared his teeth at the exiled immortal youth who was slowly coming on stage opposite him.
"Luo Fanchen, I've wanted to compete with you for a long time, but my old man won't arrange it for me."
Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Is it possible that your father is doing this for your own good?"
"Chi."
"People, when they get older, they lack sharpness."
Mang Shang hammered his fists, and they were as loud as steel.
"Young people like me should hold a pair of iron fists, break through mountains, and push everything aside. Conspiracies and calculations are all shitty things that can't be put on the stage."
His words were so impassioned that even the mangbuliu in the sky turned green.
If it weren't for the fact that this son of a bitch below was as evil as me, I would have suspected that I was being cheated.
"Brother Mang is right!!"
"I, Luo Fanchen, have lived an upright life, and I respect you, a heartless hero the most!"
Mang Shang glared: "Do you want to say that I am heartless?"
"No!"
Mang Shang said angrily: "I am reckless, not stupid!"
"Today, let the world see whether your Qilin pattern is powerful or my natural divine power is powerful!"
"Boom!"
The battle started,
Mang Shang shouted, waved his arms outward, and his clothes exploded, the cloth flew, revealing eight steel-cast and iron-cast abdominal muscles.
Shoes and socks were all blown off, and he stepped on the ground barefoot, vigorous and powerful.
Only a special white silk shorts was left on his lower body, which surprised the audience.
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