Divine Replication System

Soon, half an hour passed.

Zhang Pingyue went to the challenge arena and looked around the audience. Lang said:

"This big match, the third round and the final, the first three ranking competitions, starts now!

The first game, Zhang He vs. Chen Yu! "

The sound fell and the field became quiet.

All eyes focused on the challenge arena.

Such an arrangement obviously acquiesces that Lin Xuan is the first. Zhang he and Chen Yu compete, and the winner competes with Lin Xuan to decide the first.

In this regard, people are not surprised.

After all, in the previous competition, Lin Xuan's strength has surpassed Zhang he and Chen Yu.

Soon, they went to the challenge arena.

After Zhang Ping announced the beginning, the two fought.

In order to win, Zhang he fought against Lin Xuan and won the first place.

This one did not leave a hand, but did it with all his strength.

Chen Yu is to compete for the second place, but also to exert all his strength.

However, they are among the four geniuses in sapphire city.

The difference in strength is not too obvious.

Zhang he doesn't want to expose his cards in advance.

For a moment, the two were glued to each other.

The fighting was also fierce.

Watching the war all around, they looked attentively and shouted cheerfully.

However, in terms of the degree of shock, it is still far less than the previous war in which Lin Xuan killed Wu Qili.

Unconsciously, more than ten minutes passed.

After all, Zhang he has a greater advantage and has the upper hand.

A few minutes later.

Zhang he made every effort to blow Chen Yu out and won the victory.

Temporarily promoted to second place.

Zhang Ping preached:

"Zhang he won this one.

Rest for half an hour before the next game. "

Zhang Ping's face was still heavy, and there was no happiness because of Zhang he's victory.

Chen Yu's defeat is normal. It's not worth being happy.

If you can beat Lin Xuan, you should be excited to celebrate.

However, even the duel against Chen Yu is so difficult.

It's hard to imagine what will happen next against Lin Xuan.

Even if Zhang Ping is in charge of the city hall, he is not very optimistic about the situation of Zhang He in the next duel.

Zhang he's eyes were full of war. After glancing at Lin Xuan, he got off the challenge arena and returned to the stand to rest and recover.

Lin Xuan sneered at this.

Before long, another half an hour passed.

Zhang Pinglang announced:

"The second game, Lin Xuan vs. Zhang he!"

In an instant, the field fell into a dead silence.

Everyone on the court held their breath and focused on Lin Xuan and Zhang He.

This may be the most intense match of the big match.

It is also a competition to win the first place.

I'm looking forward to it.

In the crowd's attention, Lin Xuan and Zhang he stood up in the stands.

After a while, they all came to the challenge arena and looked at each other.

Zhang he glanced at them heavily and said:

"The competition begins!"

Immediately stepped aside and waited for the next war.

Lin Xuan looked indifferent, but he didn't do it directly.

His eyes swept over Zhang He.

Shua!

"Name: Zhang He."

"Accomplishments: the initial stage of enlightenment."

"Talent: superior cultivation talent, inferior strength talent, inferior speed talent."

"Martial arts: Zhenshan fist (second level, top grade, Xiaocheng)... Boiling blood skill (second level, top grade, beginner level, incomplete)..."

"Carry on treasure: none."

Looking at Zhang he's attribute panel, Lin Xuan flashed his eyes and read.

"Ding, consume 1000 energy points, copy successfully, and obtain [boiling blood skill (second level, top grade, beginner level, incomplete)."

Declare use.

A faint warm current flowed by.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a joking smile.

"Originally, this incomplete blood Taoist martial arts is Zhang he's bottom card."

Lin Xuan said secretly.

The look is still as usual.

He has mastered the boiling blood skill.

It is generally known that it can boil Qi and blood in exchange for short-term strong strength.

But Lin Xuan was still unmoved.

His many talents surpass Zhang He, and his martial arts are of high level.

Even though Zhang he urged this blood Taoist martial arts, his strength increased greatly, he still didn't take it to heart.

We can use this to gain more energy points.

Lin Xuan looked pensive.

What's more, the level of this blood martial arts exceeded his expectations.

Although the display is second-order, the copy consumes 1000 energy points required by third-order treasures.

It can be seen that its power should be comparable to third-order martial arts.

It seems that the power of blood Taoist martial arts is far from comparable to that of the same level.

Although it can only break out briefly, it can't be shh.

I have to pay attention to it in the future.

And these are just breathing, and no one notices anything.

opposite side.

Zhang he looks dignified and bows his hands:

"Lin Xuan, you are very strong!

However, it's not that simple to defeat me! "

There is no meaning of victory between Zhang he's words.

It can be seen that even with that card, Zhang he is not sure.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan smiled.

This is really a good man. I'll start sending him energy now.

However, you people do it in the end?

Give more energy.

As a price, I won't hurt you seriously.

In terms of performance, he doesn't understand sound and color.

"Really? Then try it?"

Lin Xuan looked indifferent and punched out.

"Broken jade fist!"

The fist power is surging, and the air explodes wherever you pass, which is amazing.

It's a bit more powerful than the punch that blew Wu Qili away before.

The speed is even faster. If it turns into a series of residual shadows, it is impossible to dodge.

"Good!"

Zhang he made a big closing sound and sent it out with one punch.

"Zhenshan fist!"

The fist is also fierce.

It was his strongest punch, except for the last card.

He also wants to try how big the gap between himself and Lin Xuan is.

Under the attention of everyone on the court, the two fists were regretfully hit together.

Bang!

A loud bang came out.

Spread in all directions, bringing bursts of air ripples.

This time, Lin Xuan still trembled, so he stood still and nothing happened.

On the other side, Zhang he changed slightly.

He felt a huge force like a torrent coming, which was far from what he could resist.

The body can't help but retreat.

After retreating tens of meters away, he barely stabilized at the edge of the challenge arena and didn't fall.

In a big match, only when you fall off the challenge arena, or take the initiative to admit defeat, and one side has no resistance, can you decide the victory or defeat.

This time, Zhang he almost fell, but he still kept it. It's not a defeat.

But everyone on the court sighed.

A blow to regret makes a judgment.

Lin Xuan's strength is obviously much stronger than Zhang He.

This is Dabi. Lin Xuan should have won the first place.

The crowd whispered.

Zhang he is also good. He is the only one who takes Lin Xuan's punch and doesn't lose.

It is much better than other disciples.

Unfortunately, I fell in love with Lin Xuan.

You can only lose.

On the challenge arena.

Lin Xuan looked at Zhang He at the edge of the challenge arena, shook his fist, and his eyes showed satisfaction.

"This time, the strength is well mastered."