King of Gods

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The fourth round of the competition has received much attention.

In this round, the winner will be the strongest in the four-game winning streak, and the winner will be directly selected for the "Improvement Trial".

There are four people participating in the competition: Bei Mo, Xiao Xiao Yuan, Zhao Feng, Liu Yue Er.

These four people also represent the high-ranking Zongmen behind them.

North ink, representing Yunhai real people.

Behind Xiao Xiaoyuan is the master of one.

Zhao Feng, representing the great elders.

Behind Liu Yueer, it is June.

Therefore, the four-game winning streak is not only the key to the game, but also represents the indirect strength of the high-ranking figures of Zongmen.

"Zhao Shidi, you have to glory for the Master in this battle. If the opponent is Liu Yueer, your chances of winning will be great."

Yanggan smiled and patted Zhao Feng's shoulder.

Liu Yueer?

Zhao Feng thought, but unfortunately not.

In the competition, the lottery decided the opponent. In the first few games, Zhao Feng did not look at it.

In the fourth game, he is familiar with any of the three opponents.

Whether it is Bei Mo or Xiao Xiao Yuan, it is a very difficult person to deal with.

If Zhao Feng does not use the left eye and blood power, there is no grasp of victory.

He is able to leapfrog, but the opponent also has this ability, and he is higher.

"Hey, sister, who is your opponent, as long as you don't encounter North ink, there is no problem..."

Yuan Shijie looked curiously at Xiao Xiaoyuan.

In the previous few games, Yuan Shijie did not pay attention.

But the fourth game is very important, and every opponent is very strong.

"Yes... it is him..."

Xiao Xiaoyuan’s eyebrows are slightly embarrassing, and the Ming Dynasty is full of sorrow, and it seems to be very wronged.

"He? Which one he!"

Yuan Shijie followed the eyes of the younger sister and saw that it was the young boy with a blue eye.

"Hey, isn't this just right? Yan Shimei, you must help the teacher and sister to teach this shameless boy."

Yuan Shijie is not angry and happy.

She can't help Xiaoyuan to meet Zhao Feng and teach the kid for himself.

"but……"

Xiao Xiaoyuan wants to stop, the eyelashes tremble like a cockroach, and the little hand is tight.

Just at this moment, Zhao Feng’s eyes swept, and Xiao Xiaoyuan’s face was reddish, and Ming Hao’s dodging seemed to be somewhat fearful.

"Hey, sister, you have to courage, don't be scared by his appearance. With your strength, it is no problem to defeat him."

Yuan Shijie cheered on her sister.

"Oh? The opponent of Xiaoyuan is the disciple who cultivated "The Thunder of the Wind"?"

A soft and sweet woman came, and there was a kind of warmth in the spring rain.

The person who spoke is the lord of Xiaoyue. Her beautiful and dignified jade capacity gives a sense of nobleness.

"Master, it is that kid."

Yuan Shijie respectfully said.

Wen Yan, the Xiaoyue lord frowned slightly, whispered: "Xiaoyuan met him, perhaps worse than the North ink, the situation is even worse."

How can this be!

Yuan Shijie was shocked and confused, and one hundred and twenty did not believe in her heart.

"This is just my intuition, perhaps because he is practicing "Wind and Thunder"."

The Xiaoyue lord smiled lightly and recovered as ever.

The fourth round has already begun.

Lin Fan and Kong Yuanzhang have successfully passed through.

Xiao Yu, who has already lost a four-game losing streak, gave up the game directly.

At a certain moment, the game ushered in a climax, and the field was filled with shouts.

The two sides of this battle are Bei Mo and Liu Yueer.

Liu Yueer micro-bite silver teeth, opening the field, decisively launching the power of the ranks of the Chinese soldiers.

Arc Moon Sword!

The jade soft sword in her hand turned into a cold sword, the arc flashed, and the sword was like a sharp and sharp crescent.

On the soft sword of Shen Bing, a layer of strange crystal texture was flooded, and the speed and power of the sword increased greatly.

In conjunction with the Vanguards of the ranks of the Chinese, the offensive of Liu Yueer is enough to form a fatal blow to the three peaks.

However, her opponent is not the usual triple.

"Northern Heaven and Water, Curtain Sword!"

North ink has a dull face, but his hands are extremely flexible, and a layer of water-like dark blue power, a rapid shuttle, gathers into a transparent sword with a length of one foot and a few feet wide.

puff! laugh! laugh……

Yan Jianying, under the impetus of the water-like force, formed a range of impacts, colliding with Liu Yueer's sword.

In a series of confrontations, Liu Yueer hurried back a few steps and the breathing was slightly tight.

Bei Mo stood in the same place and was calm.

Since this confrontation, Bei Mo has not won a single victory for the first time.

After all, Liu Yueer relies on the "Arc Moon Sword" and the power of the gods, and its offensive power is almost comparable to the four heavens.

Beimo Gujing has no waves, pushes with both hands, and launches a wave of oppressive attacks.

Canopy! puff! boom……

Between the two, the light and beautiful, the water and shadow.

Sticking to ten strokes, Liu Yueer is panting and has lost.

"Your attack can almost threaten the loss of the four. Unfortunately, you are not enough to repair, the strength of the use of the ranks of the Chinese soldiers, can not support how long."

North ink stood in the same place, and it was the key point.

Liu Yueer is pale, and she has no chance to face a strong opponent in all aspects of strength, understanding and mentality.

"I surrender."

Liu Yueer bit his lip and put away the soft sword of the soldiers.

"Northern ink! North ink!"

After four consecutive victories, the popularity of Bei Mo was high in the audience.

Some middle and high-level people in Zongmen, secretly nodding, seem to see the prospect of the future generation of new stars.

"Unfortunately, this competition did not meet the real opponent."

When Beimo stepped down from the stage, Gujing had no wave of scorpions, looking in a certain direction and distributing a spiritual war.

Everyone was surprised and looked at them.

The object of the spirit of war in North Mexico is the boy behind the elders.

It was a blue-eyed boy who gave a feeling of evil.

"This is another guy, even North Mexico wants to decide with him."

"While Zhao Shidi is practicing "The Wind and Thunder", it may not be the opponent of Bei Mo."

There are many people talking.

It can be expected that with the strength of the two, the future will compete for "true disciples", and sooner or later will meet.

Zhao Feng no expression, standing in the same place, but remembered the agreement with Bei Mo: "After entering the Zongmen, a longer and shorter."

A longer and shorter!

The battle between Zhao Feng and Bei Mo will be getting closer and closer.

......

The fourth round is still going on.

"Zhao Feng is against Xiaoyuan!"

The sound just fell, and there was another horror on the field.

It is also a four-game winning streak.

Both Zhao Feng and Xiao Xiaoyuan have won three consecutive victories. Any one of them wins and can be directly selected for trial.

"Hey, sister, the battle is about to begin."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

Yuan Shijie, who was under the stage, bit his teeth and shouted: "Sister, don't be soft!"

"Well, I won't be merciful."

Yan Xiaoyuan condensed the body of the wind and the power of the sky, raised a pretty red face, clear and crystal clear, for the first time and Zhao Feng directly, without a semi-recession.

The girl is still a bit young, and she is pure and innocent, but she has some firmness and strength that she deliberately pretends.

Zhao Feng was so funny that he caught a few minutes of the heart of Xiao Xiaoyuan.

Tianfeng Huaying!

Xiao Xiaoyuan Jiao Xiaoqian, suddenly flashed, as if turned into a shadow, swept away.

"Tianfeng Huaying!"

Zhao Feng's body shape is also a strange move, artistic conception and movement, almost with Xiao Xiaoyuan, generally no.

what happened!

The spectators on the field, exclaimed.

Zhao Feng and Xiao Xiaoyuan's body movements, and even the artistic conception, are almost exactly the same.

Hurricane style!

Hurricane style!

The two men swayed at the same time, and the time was fierce and the wind was blue, like a long and narrow blade, piercing the air and destroying everything.

"This……"

Xiao Xiaoyuan was amazed by the loss of color, and Ming Hao flashed, looking at Zhao Feng strangely.

Swing type!

Zhao Feng's body shape suddenly jumped up, the blue hair fluttered, following a mysterious natural trajectory, the palm of the hand raised a layer of rotating cyan wind group, flew to Xiao Xiaoyuan.

This move "spin-up" is the trick of stealing from the **** canyon that day.

In "Heavenly Winds", this quest comes from the "spin-up".

Swing type!

Xiao Xiaoyuan Jiao sang, and Qianqian danced happily and leapt to the air. With the same moves, he and Zhao Feng were hard together.

Looking at the familiar figure and movement, Zhao Feng has a kind of intimate feeling of thousands of turns.

The same movements and figures have been played back thousands of times in the left eye space.

At this moment, in reality, facing this move personally, Zhao Feng’s eyes were slightly sluggish.

Canopy -

A powerful wind blade, bursting open, and flying Zhao Feng.

The "Tianfeng Gods" practiced by the two people is in the same league, but Zhao Fengxiu is lower than the Xiaoyuan Xiaoyuan.

Moreover, Zhao Feng’s mind just appeared, and there was a gap in the moment.

"This kid has the same method of doing things, and he is the same as the sister-in-law. What kind of attempt does he have? Hey! This kid is still staring at the younger sister in the battle."

Yuan Shijie stood in the same place and squatted.

The emperor of Xiaoyue, the two people on the stage of the US, are thoughtful.

In the eyes of the elders, there was a trace of eccentricity.

"I surrender."

Zhao Feng suddenly smiled and stepped down from the stage.

what!

This situation made the audience stunned.

All along, Zhao Feng gives them the feeling of being calm, ruthless, strong, and even an extreme madman.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he will take the initiative to admit defeat.

"You... you haven't lost yet..."

Xiao Xiaoyuan reacted and blushes.

......

A battle that is waiting for everyone, it is so over.

"Zhao Shidi, how can you play this way? Your personal victory and defeat is related to the face of the master."

Yanggan is slightly dissatisfied.

Although Xiao Xiaoyuan's strength is not bad, but Yang Gan clearly knows that Zhao Feng must have a fight.

"As long as you can participate in the 'floating trials', that's enough. If you win the competition, you will get the first place. If you don't have any gains in the trial, it will be awkward."

Zhao Feng did not take it for granted.

There are three main reasons why he admits defeat.

First, Xiao Xiaoyuan has a good strength. He does not use the left eye and blood power. It is difficult to win.

Second, to expose strength and win four consecutive victories, there is no benefit - tired and tired, no reward!

Of course, there is an important point. He has a special feeling for Xiao Xiaoyuan. He always feels that he owes the other person a feeling.

"He... how can he suddenly admit defeat?"

Xiao Xiaoyuan is somewhat confused.

"This Zhao Feng is so good, actually does not fight hard with the sister. Well, there is still a possibility, maybe he really likes the sister, otherwise how can he give up the four-game winning streak."

Yuan Shijie hated the road, the self-speaking behind, let Xiao Xiaoyuan pretty face red, drooping dagger, eyes corner, sneak a glance at the calm young boy.

The two people's words and deeds did not escape the Xiaoyue lord beside them. As a lord of her, her brow was a wrinkle.