"Japan's blood cherry wins!"
"All participating players from Italy have been defeated and eliminated!"
The game prompt sounded after a long delay, as if even the system couldn't react in a short time to the huge change just now.
Yan Lang appeared in the audience. He lowered his head and turned gray. He could face failure calmly, but the Flame Soul Shield that he regarded as life was actually... destroyed. This means that his combat power will drop several levels in a row.
Rose walked up behind him and sighed heavily. He no longer had the heart to say harsh words, but asked in a low voice: "Samuel, you obviously have the skill of resurrecting the flame soul, why didn't you choose to resurrect just now?" ?”
This was also the reason why the game prompt sounded delayed. He lay on the stage and struggled for a long time before finally giving up. It's not that he's timid, but...
"I was never her opponent. Now that the Flame Soul Shield has been destroyed, I am even less likely to be her opponent. The flame array cannot form a second time. Resurrection... is meaningless." Yan Lang shook his head. He didn't resent Xue Ying for destroying his Flame Soul Shield, because this was a cruel competition and he had no right to resent the opponent.
Rose patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Samuel, don't be discouraged. You should have collected all the pieces, right? After the game, go to the foundry first. It should still be repairable."
"I hope so." Yan Lang responded in a heartfelt voice, but he didn't have much hope in his heart. How can the exclusive artifact of the Fire Soul Guardian profession be so easy to repair
The two top players from Italy came full of confidence, but they both failed in the first battle, and both were defeated by the same person.
Blood Sakura... They firmly remembered this name from the Japanese war zone.
The two world-famous experts from Italy were defeated one by one by Japan's Blood Cherry. However, except for some ignorant children who only watched the fun, there were not many cheers in Japan, because things were getting more and more wrong.
In the dullness, another twenty seconds passed, and still no one chose to take the initiative to challenge. Xue Ying's hand pointed at the center of the field - India's No. 2 - the 'Devil Mad Swordsman' Desert Wolf!
She still did not choose the only Chinese player. The masters from the six countries and their allies all frowned, and their last hope was shattered.
Either she didn't know the true meaning of this martial arts competition at all, or she had been bribed by Hua Xia through unknown means and turned to Hua Xia. But the former is obviously impossible. Although Tokugawa Itto's temper is famous for his inhumane reasons, he is also famous for being cunning. How could he not explain everything to Xue Ying
What they didn't know was that in the real world, Tokugawa Itto was already furious and went berserk, throwing everything he could see. Ever since Ye Huangtian turned him into a eunuch with a sword fourteen years ago, he has lost his self-esteem as a man forever and has become a violent and irritable person. It is no wonder that some of the famous eunuchs in Chinese history are not psychologically twisted. . But because of this, he put all his thoughts on intrigues, and used all possible means to deal with China.
But he couldn't figure out what Xue Ying was doing and why he disobeyed his orders!
"It's still too late for you to turn back now, otherwise..." Tokugawa Itto had a gloomy face, and his right hand placed on the table trembled as he pinched it.
But now that Xue Ying has taken the step, he will never look back, no matter right or wrong.
"Challenge: India's No. 2 player, 'Devil Swordsman' Desert Wolf... The competition begins!"
The Desert Wolf is a one-eyed dragon, carrying a heavy sword on his shoulder that is much larger than his tall body. When Xue Ying rushed towards him with a blade, the exaggerated giant sword in his hand was swung wildly like an ordinary knife, bringing with it a sharp and heavy sword wind. The confrontation between the two begins...
ten minutes later…
"Ding! Japan's No. 1 Blood Sakura wins!"
Xue Ying pointed her finger at the tall man who was standing with the Desert Wolf before.
Another ten minutes passed.
"Ding! Japan's No. 1 Blood Sakura wins!"
"All participating players from India have been defeated and eliminated!"
Three consecutive games, each lasting more than ten minutes. What Xue Ying wants is not to win, let alone win the championship, but to delay time as Feng Yao said, buying time for Shura to come to the arena. Therefore, only when facing a very strong opponent, she will use her full strength and not let go of any flaw in the opponent to keep herself on the stage. But when facing an opponent who can win steadily, even an opponent who can kill instantly, She would extend the game time to about ten minutes. Not only does it delay time, but it doesn't make anything obvious.
Twenty seconds later, her game started again. According to the cruel provisions of the game rules, she only had twenty seconds of breathing time after each game. She had to fight non-stop, and fight again... until She failed and stepped down.
…
"Xiaobai, hurry up!"
The running Xiaobai let out a low whine, indicating that it was flying at full speed and could not go any faster.
After flying continuously for more than an hour, he could vaguely see the energy explosions that were constantly being stirred up in the west. The black, blue, and yellow rays of light that are constantly colliding are like fireworks all over the sky, blooming brilliantly one after another.
Qinglong Xuanwu has been fighting the Demon Lord for more than an hour, and perhaps the situation is no longer optimistic. Feng Xiao suddenly felt a little more anxious.
"Brother, can you hear my voice?"
Feng Xiao picked up the intercom, smiled slightly and said, "How is the situation?"
"Don't worry, brother, the situation is much better than you think. Xiaotian hasn't played yet, and several powerful people who pose a great threat have been defeated. So brother, don't be too anxious, you must be safe. Come back." Feng Yao said with a smile.
Feng Xiao was obviously taken aback. More than an hour has passed, and Xiaotian hasn't come on stage yet? This seems to be impossible... Could it be that a top master has appeared in one of China's allies
Although there was doubt in my heart, part of my inner worry was relieved by it. He said into the intercom: "Don't worry Yao'er, with Wan'er by my side, I will definitely be able to defeat the Demon Lord easily. Don't forget, she is the most powerful one - the Xuanyuan Sword!"
Xuanyuan Wan'er, who had been leaning behind Feng Xiao, also raised her head and said sweetly to the front: "Sister Yao'er, I am Wan'er. Brother Feng said that you already know me and told me a lot. Also told You told me...about your magical rebirth in the colorful light."
There was an obvious tremor in Wan'er's voice. Feng Xiao was confused for a moment, but didn't pay attention. Perhaps it was because she was flying too fast and the strong wind was blowing on her face.
There was a brief silence on the other side of the intercom, and then Feng Yao's excited voice came: "Sister Wan'er, after you and your brother come back, we sisters will have a good talk together, okay?"
"Yes!" Xuanyuan Wan'er agreed heavily, and seemed to be infected by Feng Yao's laughter, and she also laughed. But his eyes were inexplicably wet, as if something was about to spill out.
Feng Xiao vaguely felt a strange atmosphere, but could never find the source of the strangeness.
"Brother Feng," Wan'er hugged him tightly from behind and said softly, "Don't worry about the Demon Lord. I will release all my strength to help Brother Feng. I will definitely defeat him."
Feng Xiao laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not worried at all that I will lose to the Demon Lord. I'm just a little annoyed that Tianlong Continent is too big... Well, I estimate the distance and it will take about half an hour to run. Qinglong Xuanwu The two guys must have sensed my approach, and they didn't think of a way to send me there."
"Hee hee, you can't blame them. The power of space is extremely rare. Their space ability is forcibly activated by the elemental power they are good at. It is very difficult and consumes a lot of money. Now they have competed with the devil. You have been fighting for so long, so you may not have the opportunity or ability to use fixed-point teleportation. Even when Xuanwu sent away the twin dragons of light and darkness, he used random teleportation."
"Well, I understand... Xingxing, I have to rely more on you this time." Feng Xiao gently rubbed Xingxing's chest in front of her and said seriously.
Xingxing's limp body twisted in his arms a few times, then she opened her mouth and raised her head to look at him, obviously not understanding the meaning of his words.
"Xiaobai, hurry up!"
"Woo!!" Xiaobai protested again.
With the immortal body and yin and yang of the stars guarding him, the Demon Lord's dark attacks will be completely ineffective against him, which is equivalent to breaking off one of the Demon Lord's arms.
And... Although he can no longer use "Myriad Tribulations", he still has a Shura magic skill that he has never used before.
Shura’s Imperial Skill—Heavenly Damage!