Chapter 402

How is that possible?

His appearance is almost crazy, but modo can still think like an ordinary person. Once he uses this beast spirit formula, his combat power will be comparable to the seven levels of Lingxing realm. If he only talks about the strength of pure power, he will not be his opponent.

However, ningyue's sword is fighting back. There is no doubt that his claw like hands are pushed back, and Mo duo's proud strength shows his inferiority.

Roar!

As far as shachi King's room is concerned, fighting is heaven's destiny. It is the most yearning thing in any Prince's heart to step on the throne after a lot of war. Modo can go to today's first successor position, is to leave behind countless losers. He is never willing to admit defeat, let alone to see himself countered in what he is best at.

The beast like arms expanded again, and under the thick hair, a trace of blood splashed, which was the strength limit that his body could bear. However, this is where his dignity lies. He must not lose here.

"In that case, you lose."

At the same moment, Ning Yue's joking laughter rang out. In the blink of an eye, his fingers loosened and his hands with the sword loosened.

Ping! Ping!

Without the support of strength, the double swords fluttered away, and modo's strength was far from here. His strong body leaned forward and his claws fell.

In an instant, however, he lost his goal.

It's not that ningyue retreats to get out of the way, but rather that ningyue shortens his body, and on the other hand, he bumps into his arms by taking advantage of the huge body of the opponent and the fierce move he just made. Although his two palms lose their swords, at this moment, the condensed Xuanli begins to show his real move of gaining momentum.

The sword is only used to lure the enemy, forcing modo to use more powerful force to try to break the stalemate. However, ningyue takes the lead and withdraws his strength to defeat the powerful bombardment of the other party. If he loses his goal, he will not be able to disperse his powerful brute force. He will just continue to lean forward and fall down with modo's strong body, just like now.

This moment is a chance to win.

Bang! Bang!

Two palms out, one on chest, one on abdomen. Ningyue is good at sword, but his boxing skill can't be underestimated.

Besides, the Xuanli in his hand is the highest level martial arts in his hand.

Sky lock seal, broken!

Double!

Dong! Dong!

Two echoes of shudder in Modo's body, the strong body trembled violently, the trend of leaning forward finally stopped slightly, at the same time, the anger surged in his eyes.

Whoa!

Claws back to grasp, sharp fingertips instantly tear ningyue back clothes, leaving five ferocious bloodstains.

With a groan of pain, Ning Yue flees to the spot and breaks away from the other party's strong body. Looking back, he sees modo standing up again, his chest undulating violently, and his gasping voice is slightly harsh.

"After two strokes of the seal, can you still stand? It seems that his appearance enhances more than strength. This kind of anti Strike ability is a little terrifying. "

Ning Yue grinned, and there was a sharp pain from the wound on his back. Even if he could not see the specific shape of the wound, he could imagine what it was like. He shook his head so hard that he could forget what he should not have thought.

Dong Dong!

The sound of stepping again, even if it is stepping on the desert yellow sand, the sound is also dull. Modo began to sprint again. After he was injured, he looked more like a beast.

Five fingers of the right hand open and close. After several times, I'd rather clench my fist suddenly. At this moment, I'm afraid that the Xuanli that can be transferred in my body can only condense the Tiansuo seal with 70% power. Judging from the situation just now, such an attack is not enough to knock down modo.

As for the flying double swords, not to mention that they are about to fall to the edge of the field. If they want to catch up, they are cut off by modo.

"Well, I'll have to try. Since it was Marshal Xi Yuan who made you surrender at the beginning, I will use his tactics to defeat you at the end of the day. "

The right fist suddenly spread its five fingers into a palm, and a circle of pale ripples on the front of the fist surged and spread, turning into a curse seal suspended in the palm of his hand. The left hand is a claw shape with five fingers, which is horizontal in front of the body.

At the next moment, modo attacked, roared and fell down, like a tiger and a bear.

Bang!

The left claw pokes and grabs the opponent's elbow. At the same time, Ning Yue's right palm hits the middle of modo's body. That position is the center of the two successive days' lock.

Dong!

The body is again violent one quiver, Mo duo raises the head to roar, the left hand clenches the fist to smash fiercely, in the center rather more right shoulder. But at the same time, ningyue backhand everything, right palm oblique hit the opponent's right forearm, abruptly removed most of the strength of the attack.

But even so, it's still painful, heartbreaking. The right arm dropped and almost lost consciousness.

When the pain hit, Ning Yue's eyes were in a trance. The strength of his left hand dissipated, and he was freed from the capture by modo's right arm. His right hand clenched his fist and swept away.

Bang!

There was a dull crash and a scream. However, it's not ningyue crying, it's modo. That punch, after Ning Yue suddenly bent down and bowed his head, hit his own left arm.

"It's over."

With a sad smile, Ning Yue poked Mo duo's ribs with five fingers of his left hand. When he hit Mo duo's ribs, he rowed along with the situation and gave him another palm in the middle of his chest. Under the anti shock force, the left hand retracts, then turns the fist, pauses slightly, and bombards with all strength. Before hit down the hidden dark force, at this moment completely burst out.

"Six in one hand, split."

Boom!

The strong body suddenly retreated, and the roar of modo's head was more and more miserable. Finally, his body fell on his back in the desert, shaking away countless dust.

Not far away, Ning gasped and sat on the ground.

It's the limit.

But soon, in his sight, modo stood up again. His body, which had been as powerful as Warcraft, seemed to shrink a lot, and his Warcraft characteristics were decreasing with each step.

When he came to ningyue, he had recovered to his original human shape. His chest and arms were scarred after his clothes broke.

"Don't think you won."

As soon as he lifted his right hand, modo was sneering. But that sneer, solidified in his face.

Dong!

He fell down again. This time, he was unable to stand up again. His eyes were not closed. He looked at the sky, full of reluctance.

"It seems that I actually won."

Rather more hum a smile, turned to one side, the only worry about another battlefield.

In fact, there is no need for him to worry about it. The last member of the shachi national team was entangled in Xiaoao's chains and pulled. When his body trembled, there was a flaw in his upper body. And catching the flaw and making a sword instantly is Lin Mo's good move.

In a flash of cold light, the two swords fell on the strong man's chest. At last, the tip of the sword was just a little bit, not stabbed. It's just a game, that's enough.

It's up to you.

"Winners, round one, game three. The winner, Imperial College Women's martial arts team

Listening to the announcement of the referee, Ning Yue shakes his head and laughs and hums: "this name is uncomfortable many times. After that, should we discuss with Fang Huanlan and change it? "

At the end of the speech, he fell over and fell asleep. The last sound I heard seemed to be Lin Mo's exclamation when he came in a hurry.

In the distance, at the top of the tower like auditorium, after watching the game, Chi Feng turned and looked at the figure on the main seat. Before he spoke, the other side had already spoken.

"Last time I drew lots, I really cheated. I should give that boy a chance. But this second game, which you draw, has nothing to do with me. I'm afraid it's just a coincidence. "

In the face of Sima Haiwei's sophistry, Chi Feng can only hum coldly. He believes that even if the result of his own draw, it's not necessarily that the other side can't cheat in it.

A few years ago, he was invincible. In front of this man who didn't play cards according to common sense, he lost three times in a row, and he was particularly unconvinced.

"Next time, I'll make the wooden cards for the draw!"

At the same time, in the main venue, on a bracket of the folding dome above, a figure was lying in darkness, shaking his head and smiling, his eyes away from the huge virtual shadow.

"It's exciting to sneak in and watch such a wonderful game. When is the next one? "

……

Blood red sky, mirror like endless earth. This scene, the more I feel that I haven't seen it for a long time.

It seems that since he entered Imperial College, he had less contact with Jianling. He was not only wary of the potential surveillant, but also wanted to fight with his own strength.

"Master, how do you feel now?"

In the distance, the dark Xuan ancient sword was obliquely inserted on the ground, and the beautiful shadow of the sword spirit stood on it, and the two feet in one place were at the end of the hilt, as if the whole body had no weight.

"Not good, but not too bad. This time, am I hurt so much that I come here unconsciously, or are you calling me

After a little meditation, Ning Yue recalled everything before he fell asleep.

"I'm calling the master."

When the voice falls, the sword spirit jumps down the long sword, takes out the sword in hand, kneels down and hands it to ningyue.

Instead of picking up the sword, Ning lowered his head and glanced at the dark red pattern slowly turning in the earth below. The emperor's blood red lotus, with petal color, marks the curse seal of the unsealing degree of the dark Xuan ancient sword.

Only, still only four petals in the red light.

"The dark Xuan drinks blood too little recently, and the host doesn't have how to urge the strength among them, want to unseal next heavy, can't be easy." The sword spirit shook his head and continued to speak.

"This time, I noticed a detail of the host's fight last time, so I called the host to come here."

Rather more a Leng, return a way: "what detail?" The sword Spirit said with a smile: "the man who became a Warcraft finally released the beast form and came to the master. He wanted to fight back, but finally he fell down. In the master's opinion, he should do his best, right? "“ Isn't it? "“ Certainly. However, his power is not the moment when he is hit by his master, but after he falls to the ground, the remaining power in his body is reduced madly, so he releases the form of Warcraft. When he came to the master, the confinement almost spread all over his body. Naturally, it was impossible to shoot down that fist. " As the voice of the sword Spirit fell, Ning more and more suddenly woke up and said: "imprisonment? Is it difficult? Do you mean... "The sword spirit nodded and said:" Heaven lock seal, the third layer, lock. The host made a mistake and seemed to show it. The remaining strength of the opponent was gradually confined in the body, unable to exert, so he fell down. But it didn't last long, but it lasted to the moment when the master was declared victorious“ By mistake, it's a success? "