God-level copy system

Soon, half an hour passed.

Zhang Ping jumped onto the stage, looked around the audience, and said loudly:

"This big competition, the third round and the final, the top three ranking matches, start now!

In the first game, Zhang He vs. Chen Yu! "

The sound fell, and the field fell silent.

All eyes were on the ring.

Such an arrangement obviously assumes that Lin Xuan is No. 1 by default, Zhang He and Chen Yu will fight each other, and the winner will compete with Lin Xuan to decide the number one.

In this regard, everyone is not surprised.

After all, in the previous competition, Lin Xuan's strength had surpassed that of Zhang He and Chen Yu.

Not long after, the two entered the ring.

After Zhang Ping announced the start, the two fought.

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

In this match, he did not hold back and did his best.

In order to compete for second place, Chen Yu also used his full strength.

However, the two of them were originally among the four geniuses in Qingyu City.

The difference in strength is not too obvious.

Zhang He didn't want to expose his cards in advance.

All of a sudden, the two were stuck with each other, regardless of who was superior.

The fighting was also very intense.

Watching the battle all around is watching intently, calling out refreshingly.

However, in terms of the degree of shock, it is still far inferior to the previous battle where Lin Xuan killed Wu Qili in seconds.

Before I knew it, ten minutes passed.

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

Another few minutes passed.

Zhang He hit with all his strength and sent Chen Yu flying, winning the victory.

Temporarily advanced to No.2.

Zhang Ping announced:

"This time, Zhang He won.

Rest for half an hour before proceeding to the next session. "

Zhang Ping's face was still heavy, and he didn't show any joy because of Zhang He's victory.

It's normal for Chen Yu to retreat in defeat, and it's not something to be happy about.

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

It's just that even facing Chen Yu is so difficult.

It's hard to imagine what the next confrontation with Lin Xuan will be like.

Even though Zhang Ping is the head of the City Lord's Mansion, he is not very optimistic about Zhang He's situation in the next duel.

Zhang He's eyes were full of fighting intent, and after glancing at Lin Xuan, he got off the ring and returned to the stands to rest and recover.

Lin Xuan sneered at this.

Not long after, another half hour passed.

Zhang Ping announced loudly:

"Second match, Lin Xuan vs. Zhang He!"

In an instant, the field fell into dead silence.

Everyone on the field seemed to be holding their breath, and their eyes were focused on Lin Xuan and Zhang He, looking forward to it.

This may be the most intense match of this competition.

It is also a competition for No.1.

I am looking forward to it.

Under the attention of everyone, Lin Xuan and Zhang He stood up in the stands.

After a while, they all came to the ring, looking at each other.

Zhang He glanced at the two with a heavy expression, and said:

"The competition begins!"

Immediately retreated to the side, waiting for the next big battle.

Lin Xuan looked indifferent, but did not directly strike.

His eyes swept over Zhang He.

Swish!

"Name: Zhang He."

"Cultivation: Early stages of Enlightenment Realm."

"Talent: top-tier training talent, low-tier strength talent, and second-tier speed talent."

"Martial arts: Zhenshan Boxing (Second-level top-rank, minor success)...Blood-boiling Kungfu (Second-level top-rank, entry-level, incomplete)...."

"Treasures: None."

Looking at Zhang He's attribute panel, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and his thoughts moved.

"Ding, consume 1000 energy points, copy successfully, and get [Blood Boiling Art (Second-Tier Top-Rank, Entry-Level, Incomplete)."

Announce use.

A weak warm current flowed past.

A playful smile flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

"It turns out that this incomplete blood martial arts is Zhang He's trump card."

Lin Xuan thought to himself.

The look is still the same.

He has already mastered this blood-boiling art.

I generally know that it can boil Qi and blood in exchange for short-term powerful strength.

But Lin Xuan was still unmoved.

Many of his talents have surpassed Zhang He, coupled with the high level of martial arts.

Even though Zhang He activated this Blood Dao martial art and his strength increased greatly, he still didn't take it seriously.

It can be used to gain more energy points.

Lin Xuan pondered.

What's more, the grade of this Blood Dao martial art has exceeded his expectation.

Although it is displayed as a Tier [-] treasure, copying it consumes the [-] energy points needed for a Tier [-] treasure.

It can be seen that its power should be comparable to that of Tier [-] martial arts.

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

Although it can only erupt for a short time, it can't be a small boo.

When you encounter it in the future, you have to pay attention to it.

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

opposite.

Zhang He looked dignified, cupped his hands and said:

"Lin Xuan, you are very strong!

However, it is not that simple to defeat me! "

Between Zhang and He's words, there was no meaning of victory.

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

Seeing this, Lin Xuan smiled heartily.

Zhang He is really a good person, and now I will start giving him energy points.

However, hello people to the end, right?

Send some more energy points.

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

In terms of performance, he doesn't understand sensuality.

"Really? Then try it?"

With a calm expression on Lin Xuan's face, he punched out.

"Broken Jade Fist!"

The fist was powerful, and wherever it passed, the air exploded, and the power was astonishing.

Compared with Wu Qili's punch that sent Wu Qili flying away before, it was a bit more powerful.

The speed is extremely fast, as if turning into a series of afterimages, there is no way to dodge.

"it is good!"

With a loud sound, Zhang He also sent out with a punch.

"Shaking Mountain Fist!"

The fist is also fierce and abnormal.

This is his strongest punch, except for the last hole card.

He also wanted to try how big the gap between himself and Lin Xuan was.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone on the field, the two fists clash together regrettably.

boom!

A bang came out.

It spread in all directions, causing waves of air ripples.

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

On the other side, Zhang He's complexion changed slightly.

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

The figure involuntarily backed away again and again.

After retreating a full tens of meters away, at the edge of the ring, he barely stabilized and did not fall.

In a big match, only when one falls off the ring, or takes the initiative to admit defeat, and one side has no resistance, can the winner be counted.

This time, Zhang He almost fell, but he still held on, not a defeat.

But when everyone on the field saw this, they all sighed secretly.

A blow to regret, and a verdict.

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

This is the competition, and Lin Xuan should have won the first place.

Everyone thought to themselves.

Zhang He is also good, he is the only one who has received Lin Xuan's punch without losing.

Much stronger than the rest of the disciples.

It's a pity that I met Lin Xuan.

It can only be defeated.

on the ring.

Lin Xuan looked at Zhang He on the edge of the ring, clenched his fists, and looked satisfied.

"This time, the strength is well mastered."