Chapter 189 The Darkness of Silence

Hearing Zou Qiong's words, the dragon knight Luo was angry in his chest. "It's hard." Fire dragon gun!" Rowan roared, and the flame gas gushed out of himself. His whole body and the flying dragon suddenly turned into a small sun in the air, and the dazzling light dissipated, making people afraid to look at it with their naked eyes.

What a powerful dragon knight! Rown's performance brought the audience's attention. They saw the man standing on the stage dressed like a swordsman in the face of such a strong dragon knight, but his face did not die. The Yanlong gun, with a magnificent momentum, turned into a red light and shot at Zou Qiong.

"The combat skills are good, but it's a pity that people are too weak." Zou Qiong said disdainfully. The silver sword at his waist was pulled out. Try this trick. Thunder Sword." Thunder flashed by on the silver sword held by Zou Qiong. He jumped up and stabbed Luo Wen who dived over.

The second-level sword skill thunder sword used by the holy strongman against the sixth-level gun used by the 20th-level strongman. What's stronger! As Rowan fell from the sky like a broken kite and fell heavily out of the ring, the answer was immediately revealed.

A smile appeared at the corners of Zou Qiong's mouth. I'm a swordsman! A sense of superiority fills the whole body.

"That's all. Let's go." Although most people can't see Zou Qiong's tricks clearly, Ling Wei can see them clearly. After breaking through the swordsman, it is really different. Compared with the strong, it is the same qualitative leap.

Zou Qiong, who felt sensitive, naturally heard Ling Wei's words. His eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the blue back that had gone.

Ling Hui's game was in the sixth game. The first few games on the No. 1 ring are a little sticky because of the small gap in strength between the two sides. Ling Hui and Xiaoyao, who killed many of the holy strongmen, only felt a little excited when they looked at those playful battles.

With the injury of an axe on the stage, the fifth game finally ended.

"Rass wins! The next group is Ling Hui, Class S of the Gun College in the first grade, and Chenlin in Class S of the Magic Comprehensive College in the fourth grade.

"Ah! It's Sister Chenlin!" The students of Bowen College who did not participate in the audience exclaimed.

"For good, Sister Chenlin is in the No. 1 ring and didn't meet Senior Zou Qiong."

"Yes, yes. If it is against, Zou Qiong may be out in the first round.

"It's hard to say. Although Chenlin entered the top four of the sacred flame list last year, the two did not really fight against each other." A man stood in the audience with his hands on his chest. He turned out to be Ling Li's learning guide. Ming Yafeng put on an unfathomable look and said, "Last year's top three perverts on the sacred flame list have graduated, and in theory, Chenlin is the most likely to win the championship. But..." He looked at Ling Hui, who had already stepped on the stage in white, and said, "But it's hard to say. Maybe there is a dark horse suddenly. And there is never a shortage of dark horses in our school.

Although there is some truth in what Ming Yafeng said, the vast majority of people disapprove of it. Chenlin, one of the best figures in the Magic Comprehensive College. They think that even if Chenlin meets a dark horse, she will fight hard at most and will definitely win in the end.

Those nobles from all over the world also began to notice the unusual atmosphere on the No. 1 ring. Chenlin stood in the ring. She was wearing a black women's magic robe and a wide black cloak behind her hunting in the wind. At the chest, a dark silver moon badge proves her identity! She is actually a hidden demon!

Chenlin has dark waist-length hair, white goose egg face, and curved eyebrows. She is a complete beauty embryo. However, the black dress made her temperament a little cold.

In contrast, Ling Hui's curly black hair hangs right behind her shoulders, with bright teeth and bright eyes, and her skin is like jade. On his pure face, there is always a kind and warm smile like a girl next door. Compared with Chenlin, she is taller. The two women stood face to face, and many people have compared the two.

If you don't look at her strength, the woman in white is much better than Chen Lin. Many people are thinking silently.

"Look, that's the flower of the gun college. Ling Hui. He was also one of the first people to get Ling Yan's secret in the first grade.

"What a pity. Unexpectedly, against Chenlin, judging from her performance in the freshman competition, she could have gone further. Although everyone has a good impression of Ling Hui, after all, the sacred flame competition speaks with strength.

There are many newcomers with good potential and strength who meet senior perverts at the beginning. There is nothing to complain about. Luck is a kind of strength. In addition to regret, there is only hope for next year.

However, this game is destined to surprise the whole audience. The myth of a blog college has been revealed since.

"Autumn!" Ling Hui raised her wrist and made a gentle move to the sky. Pegasus Qiu, who had not appeared for a long time, made a pleasant light sound and flew from the sky.

The flower of the Gun College is the Tianju Knight. Everyone at Bowen College knew it, but the noble men who came from afar did not know that they were attracted by Ling Hui's temperament. When they saw that she was still a noble Tianju knight, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Come on, Huier." Qin Si waved her fist and cheered Ling Hui.

"Ye." Ling Hui smiled gracefully. She had heard the name of Chenlin, and naturally she would not be like the little demon, and there would be no weapons. That's too arrogant.

"The female demon is a little strong. Huier, be careful." Ling Wei told him.

"Brother, don't worry." Ling Hui's feet ejected slightly and stopped firmly on Qiu's back. The boundary of the light blue wind is bright. Attract everyone's attention.

But when they saw the sharp horns on the forehead of Pegasus, they exclaimed again!

That sharp horn is a symbol of the strength of the Tianju Knight. Only when the sky horse that breaks through the most holy steps will its mount grow such a sharp horn.

St. horse riding! She turned out to be a holy horse. The first-grade Holy Horse Ride! This is unheard of. Originally, he was just a sympathetic person with Ling Hui, and his heart pounded. She is also a holy strongman, and there are some games in this game.

More than 10,000 people in the audience's eyes fell on the No. 1 ring, and even those contestants couldn't help but gather around. It's great to see the Holy Step duel in the first round of the torch competition.

Chenlin stared at Ling Hui in the sky, and there was a wave in her heart. With a sound of "crystal", the ghost shield summoned out and wrapped her. The Holy Horse was originally the nemesis of magicians, although she was confident that she could defeat this newcomer in the first grade. But it's always right to be careful. She is determined to win the first place on the sacred flame list.

"The undercurrent!" Chenlin quickly summoned low-level magic and tentatively threw it at Linghui in the sky.

Ling Hui held a blue cloud long gun in her hand and threw it at the undercurrent magic, directly flying away the undercurrent magic and exploding it in the distant sky. How can the magic used by the holy mage be weak? Although far away, the names in the audience can still feel a strong wind of energy blowing on their faces.

Ling Hui smiled, and Chenlin's second magic has arrived.

A purple light crossed the air with the breath of death at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. Of course, this breath of death is relative to ordinary warriors.

Ling Hui threw a blow again and flew the purple light. This time, the energy turbulence blown by the magic is much stronger than before. First of all, those who are weak and rely on it again are a little tight.

"All contestants exit the arena immediately! The defensive magic array of the arena is about to open. A male voice came. The staff of Bowen College began to evacuate the students around the ring.

With the fluctuation of the four-sound energy of "buzzing", a transparent energy mask protects it in the large arena.

"Let's make such a big move." Ling Wei had no choice but to take the two women to the audience and watched from afar. He is very familiar with this energy mask. Bowen College has applied it to the point of perfection. Even the barrier at the edge of the Holy Land is formed by a special energy mask.

These five gold coins are worth it! The duel at this level is comparable to the top ten in the fierce competition of the sacred flame competition. Looking at the formation of the energy mask, Ling Hui also breathed slightly. She is strong, but she can't bear to kill innocent people.

She saw Chenlin looking at herself with a more and more solemn face and joked, "Senior sister, shall we not fight?" Guess to decide the winner.

“......”

"Purple Moon." Three magics flew out of Chenlin's cuffs. This time, Ling Hui did not take it. She drove the Pegasus, dodged left and right, and dodged it one by one.

The purple moon magic hit the light wall, with a slight ripple. The strength of this kind of energy mask for the battle of the holy strong is unimaginable.

"The darkness of silence!" Chenlin held her paws with both hands and put them on her chest. A dark ball kept flashing. The darkness of silence, the seventh-level magic!

A burst of ink energy turbulized into countless black feather arrows and shot at Linghui. This wide range of indiscriminate attack is difficult to avoid. The attack range is larger than the dust light of the light system, and the dark magic has always been famous for its high attack. So in general, the darkness of silence is better than the dust light of level 6.

Ling Hui only needed to gently poke out the shield of light with her jade hand to block it, but she didn't want to expose her strength for the time being. The jasper long gun in his hand rotated quickly, "Lingyun gun!" A sound of nature echoed gently in the square. Rows of cyan gun shadows turned into a substantial shield, blocking her and Pegasus behind.

The fierce energy flow kept blowing in Ling Hui's ears, but she turned a deaf ear, as if she didn't hear it at all, or didn't care at all.

Under the nervous expectation of the audience, the black turbulence magic finally dissipated. They were relieved to see Ling Hui still standing in the air. Unconsciously, most people's position is on Ling Hui's side. I hope this newcomer in the first grade can really defeat Chenlin.

"Senior sister, it's my turn." Ling Hui smiled at Chenlin, raised the Biyun gun, and she didn't need the sacred power of ignoring the magic shield. Otherwise, this battle will be too boring.

Pegasus turned into a wisp of white shadow and appeared above Chenlin's head in an instant. The long gun waved out, with unparalleled strength, and the frightened Chenlin couldn't help doing her best to put the spiritually blessing of the ghost shield.