Chapter 39: Violent Bombing

The golden light blooms fiercely, the dense scales cover the handle of the golden knife, and the blade spit out from the mouth of the beast's head, emitting its power.

Jinhua · God-slayer posture · Golden scale blade!

Lin Shuang smiled and said, "Be careful!"

The next second, he rushed out and pulled up a piece of golden light. The blade of the golden scale blade dragged on the ring, jumped up a large string of sparks, and rushed to Qin Yue with the momentum of wind and thunder.

"Good to come!"

Qin Yue roared, clenched the black crystal, burst into a fierce fighting spirit, burst out with all her strength, and rushed up to the golden light, and the black light flashed.

Boom!!! There was a huge roar, and the smoke and dust were flying in the ring.

The two figures staggered slightly and rushed up again.

After fierce fighting again and again, the two figures kept flashing and bombarding each other on the ring. You come and go one after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Qin Yue's black crystal fell fiercely, Lin Shuang blocked it, and the ring trembled.

Jin Guang broke out from Lin Shuangdao, aimed at Qin Yue and pulled up a layer of knife shadow: "Golden scales · Jizhan!"

Qin Yue's black crystal lay across her head and held up the blow.

The golden scale blade split fiercely on the black crystal and made Qin Yue's legs break.

Qin Yue roared, and the black crystal pushed it up with all her strength, slightly opened the golden scale blade, loosened the black crystal, and waved her fist and rushed to Lin Shuang.

Lin Shuang seemed to know what Qin Yue was thinking. At the same time, he released the golden scale blade and waved his fist to meet him.

Bum! Bang! With two soft sounds, Qin Yue's right hand and Lin Shuang's left hand hammered on both chests, slipping down for a distance and tounding the armed forces by the way.

Lin Shuang gasped and breathed slightly scattered.

Qin Yue's absolute strength is stronger than Lin Shuang, and she is only slightly panting at this time.

One punch for one punch, Lin Shuang suffered a loss.

The two looked at each other and smiled, waved their arms and rushed to each other again.

The two figures of black and gold collided again, and the gold and iron rose again.

As time went by, the battle between the two completely became a war of attrition.

The shouting in the audience was continuous, and every symphonic sound hit the hearts of everyone.

The atmosphere was driven by the two, and everyone shouted and cheered for this frequent battle.

In this era, only fierce battles can detonate emotions and hit the soul.

A trace of appreciation flashed in Xuanhua's eyes and watched the battle staged on the field.

Boo lack god-killing martial arts skills. At this stage, combat skills determine everything!

The 30 players waiting also stared at the stage and observed the battle between the two.

Because the person who wins this battle is likely to become his opponent in the next battle. The so-called know yourself and your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles!

"How can you draw with a madman? Lin Shuang is very strong!"

Zhang Han's eyes flashed with a fighting spirit, and the battle on the stage made him tremble all over.

"Ye" Liang Qi's face showed a trace of excitement, and the war spirit at the bottom of his heart was boiling.

At this moment, Liang Qi seemed to put down everything, stared at the battle on the stage, and left behind that his opponent today was an acquaintance.

Battle is the most attractive existence of this era, which can attract everyone's attention.

Under the wonderful duel, everything else is no longer important, and even Liang Sanying, who hates Qin Yue so much, can't help staring at the ring at this time.

hong!!!!!

With a huge roar, the two fought with their swords and retreated again, gasping for each other.

The two have their own colors and scars, and Lin Shuang came more than Qin Yue.

The blood kept dripping, and Qin Yue wiped away the blood from her mouth and rushed to Lin Shuang again.

Lin Shuang gritted his teeth and didn't want to give in. He moved his tired body to meet him.

The black crystal waved heavily on the golden scale blade, and Lin's feet were crooked and almost fell down. His movements were so chaotic for a moment.

But in the pure skill competition, this moment is enough!

Qin Yue seized the opportunity, and the black crystal raised it slightly and cut it down again. Lin Shuang's hands shook, and the handle of the knife came off. Qin Yue took the opportunity to kick it out fiercely.

He kicked Lin Shuang's chest. Lin Shuang spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown away like a kite. Qin Yue waved the black crystal and followed his figure.

Lin Shuang fell to the ground, raised a piece of smoke and dust, opened his eyes, and a huge sword against his head.

"You lost!"

The faint words sounded, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Qin Yue's figure appeared in front of Lin Shuang.

Lin Shuang smiled bitterly: "Well, I lost!"

"At the end of the first game, congratulations to Qin Yue for advancing to the last 16!"

The mechanical sound sounded, and huge cheers exploded among the audience, one wave after another.

A trace of joy appeared on Qin Yue's face, and the black crystal dissipated. She bent down and stretched out her hand to Lin Shuang: "Get up!"

Lin Shuang smiled, took Qin Yue's hand and stood up.

Qin Yue helped Lin Shuang walk off the ring, which made the audience applaud.

In the first round of the 16th match, Qin Yue won the first victory.

After Qin Yue helped Lin Shuang to one of the chairs in the waiting area, she said goodbye to him and walked to Zhang Han.

"Haha, madman, congratulations on advancing to the top 16!"

Zhang Han first punched Qin Yue's chest with a happy face.

Qin Yue smiled and said, "You should also work hard!"

At this time, the player in the second game went to the god-slinger's ring and opened it in the system sound.

The battle began again, and cheers sounded again in the audience.

Players who have the strength to enter the top 32 always have their own advantages.

The battle is extremely fierce, and the two sides come and go and do their best.

Cheers, shouts, roars, roars, and armed attacks continue to sound.

A battle is constantly driving the mood of the whole audience, which also affects the soul.

The crushing of absolute strength and the confrontation of equal strength, each battle has its own wonderfulness.

Many novel combat methods made Qin Yue shout, and he was more and more looking forward to the next opponent.

Time passed, and after Qin Yue, the second to fifth battles also ended one after another.

"Holy Dragon Year Selection, the second stage, the top 16 promotion, the sixth game: Zhang Han vs Zhang Feng, please enter!"

The sixth game, Zhang Han's promotion!

"Haha, it's finally me!"

Zhang Han roared with a fierce face.

"Haha, come on!"

"Come on, win!"

Qin Yue and Liang Qi expressed their blessings, and Zhang Han walked to the god-sniper's ring.

In the ring, the two stood opposite each other. Both of them were surnamed Zhang, and their own family met!

Zhang Feng, the eight-grade armed man given by God, the two have the same absolute strength, and this will be a battle of equal power!

The two did not say anything and stared at each other, waiting for the game to begin.

"Holy Dragon Year Selection, the second stage, the top 16 promotion, the first game: Zhang Han vs Zhang Feng, Ready?"

Zhang Han roared first, the golden light shined, and the golden huge axe appeared in his hand: "Player, Zhang Han, Ready!"

There was a trace of surprise in Zhang Feng's eyes. The red light bloomed in his hand, and a fiery red axe appeared in his hand, shouting, "Player, Zhang Feng, Ready!"

"The game begins, Go!!!"

The armed forces of both of them are huge axes, but the colors and patterns are different, which is also a layer of fate.

The next second, the two figures of Jin Hong collided with each other.

Two giant axes fight against each other, a battle between the same armed forces.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every symphony is relatively heavy, the ground of the ring is constantly trembling, and the two men are waving and arming each other.

You come and go, wave the huge axe crazily, and touch each other again and again.

is evenly matched, and no one can do anything in a short period of time.

Although the absolute strength at the grassroots level is low, it does not affect the excitement of the game, as can be seen from the continuous shouts of the audience.

The two sides are fighting as much as they can, and both of them have a deep understanding of their own armed forces and know their advantages and disadvantages.

This battle has become another exhausting battle. Whoever can't support it first will lose!

The golden light and firelight kept flashing in the ring, which was a violent and direct battle.

In a purely violent confrontation, neither side has any combat skills, only crazy waved a huge axe.

Domineering is the true meaning of axe-type armed forces.

As soon as you move forward, tighten your head and rush forward.

Whoever is timid first will lose!

"Golden Axe · Roaring Qianjun!"

The golden light bloomed from the giant axe, the beast roared, and Zhang Han waved the huge axe to cut down Zhang Feng.

"Haha, good come!"

Zhang Feng roared, and the firelight shone. A faint lion's head shadow appeared between the axe and roared: "Fire · Lion Shadow Strike!"

hong!!!!!

The golden heavy axe shadow collides with the flame lion's head and holds each other.

In a short time, no one can do anything about it.

Zhang Han gritted his teeth, increased his strength, and waved again.

Bum! The lion shadow on Zhang Feng's axe shattered and the fire disappeared.

Zhang Han's golden axe against Zhang Feng's head and shouted, "You lost!"

Zhang Feng nodded: "I lost!"

"The sixth game is over. Congratulations to Zhang Han for advancing to the last 16!"

"I had a good time in this battle!"

"Haha, me too!"

Zhang Han helped Zhang Feng and walked down the ring with him.

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