Swallow Dragon King

Chapter 982 Brothers' Battle ([-]) (Second)
Battle after battle passed.

Duan Tiandao, Ren Feiyang, Di Shisan, Wu Tiandi and others have all passed the preliminaries with a record of ten matches!

Neither Li Changkong nor the Seventh Prince was defeated. They had won consecutive battles. Now, they have won nine consecutive victories.

As long as they win the final battle, they will be able to pass the qualifiers and advance to the next round with a brilliant record of ten victories.

"Hall Master, Vice-Hall Master, you will definitely win this final battle!"

On the side, Hong Qing said excitedly, this time in the college competition, many arrogances appeared on the stage, fought one after another, and the strength they displayed opened her eyes and gained a lot. It also made her realize that there is a difference between herself and these arrogances. difference.

But even so, she is still sincerely happy to be the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Master.

All the disciples of the Dragon King Hall were also quite excited. With a record of nine victories, even if they lost the last battle, they would definitely be promoted to the next round.

However, in the eyes of Li Changkong and the Seventh Prince, there is nothing to be excited about. The first round of qualifiers is just a warm-up!

Their goal is not just to pass the qualifiers, but to be a blockbuster in this college competition, sweeping away many arrogances, and stepping down a lot of arrogances one by one.

The next second and third rounds are the key!
Although they still don't know what the rules of the second and third rounds are, they can also predict that the competition will become more intense and cruel the further down the road, because the rest, each one, has the strength tyrannical!
"No.19 ring, Wang Xuanzhong, fight against Wang Xuanyang!"

At this moment, a voice sounded, causing many people present to look excited and expectant.

"Wang Xuanzhong is the seventh prince of the Tianling Empire, and Wang Xuanyang is the third prince of the Tianling Empire. This is a rivalry between brothers. It's really exciting!"

Immediately, a voice sounded, and the person who spoke had a playful smile on his face.

"Interesting, exciting, brothers fighting each other, although this scene is a bit old-fashioned, it is still enough to make people's spirits boil!"

Some even laughed and said, without the slightest fear.

"The opponent turned out to be the Third Prince!"

At this moment, Li Changkong couldn't help being stunned. This was a little unexpected.

A trace of worry flashed between his brows. He was not worried about the strength of the Seventh Prince. The current Seventh Prince is no longer what he used to be, and he is no longer the immature appearance when he first entered the academy.

But no matter what, there is a relationship between the Third Prince and the Seventh Prince that blood is thicker than water. No one can deny this.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, Brother Sanhuang, I already wanted to fight him early in the morning!"

The Seventh Prince was completely unaffected. He was in the Emperor's house, and he had already regarded family affection very indifferently.

When he was in the palace, he saw too many scheming and too many fights, but now he no longer has such thoughts.

What he wants to pursue is martial arts, and now, even if Emperor Tianling asks him to go back to take over the throne of emperor, he doesn't bother.

The throne of a mere Tianling Empire, the throne, is not comparable to an ordinary elder in Fengtian Academy!
That kind of throne, no matter!
"Brother Sanhuang, it was a goal I had determined to surpass since I was a child, and now, I just got what I wanted."

The Seventh Prince spoke indifferently, and immediately appeared on the No. 19 ring.

Swish!
Almost at the same time, the third prince, Wang Xuanyang, also appeared on the ring. The third prince at this moment has a stronger cultivation, and he has already stepped into the realm of the eighth layer of Tiangong, and it is the peak of the eighth layer of Tiangong.

There is no doubt that Wang Xuanyang's strength is very strong and his aura is overwhelming. He is also an arrogance. When he was in the Tianling Empire, his talent completely suppressed the Seventh Prince, making it impossible for the Seventh Prince to hold his head up.

At this moment, he was even stronger, staring at the Seventh Prince's eyes, his eyes were bright, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and there was a murderous aura flashing in his eyes.

"Seventh brother, we met again, and this time it was in the ring, either you die or I die!"

The third prince sneered, looking at the eyes of the seventh prince, he became very gloomy. He heard the news and knew that the seventh prince had received the inheritance of the Lord Aofeng.

The incomparable jealousy in his heart, obviously, his talent is higher than that of the Seventh Prince, but in the end, he didn't have that kind of unlucky luck, so he couldn't get such a chance!
"Brother Sanhuang, you and I were born in the imperial family. It's luck, but it's also unfortunate. We are doomed to a life-and-death battle. If that's the case, let's end it today and win!"

The Seventh Prince looked very calm and spoke indifferently.

"If you are defeated, you will not be able to return to the Heavenly Spirit Empire for the rest of your life. Moreover, you must hand over the inheritance of the Holy Lord Aofeng. Those inheritances should be kept by the emperor!"

The third prince's eyes became more and more gloomy, and a sternness flashed in his eyes. He is determined to win the inheritance of Holy Lord Aofeng!
"It's not too late to say this after you win."

The Seventh Prince smiled lightly, and immediately, a long spear appeared in his hand, the light of the spear flickered, and the blazing light pierced the sky,
The long spear in his hand is a low-grade sacred weapon. At this moment, the spear's intent trembled in the void, and a sense of holy power permeated it.

"Inferior holy artifact, do you think I don't have one?"

The third prince sneered, and a long spear appeared in his hand, but it was a golden long spear. The golden light was extremely bright, and it looked extremely noble, and at the same time, it was filled with holy power.

The spear in his hand is actually a low-grade holy weapon, and its power is even more powerful, it seems to be even higher than the Seventh Prince's spear!

"It's interesting. Brothers are fighting each other, and they all use guns. It's just, one at the peak of the eighth level of Tiangong, and one at the sixth level of Tiangong, who will win?"

"Over the years, the third prince has achieved a lot of fame. Among the disciples in the inner court, he is considered a true arrogance, and the seventh prince is also very strong. It's hard to guess who will win."

"Watch it, we will see the outcome soon!"

……

Daodao's voice sounded, and all eyes fell on the No. 19 ring, completely attracted by this battle.

scoff!

The third prince was the first to kill, and a spear light swept over, as if thousands of troops were galloping, and the power of the rolling law was shaped like rolling waves, suppressing it.

His strength was fully revealed, without any reservations!

The Seventh Prince also stabbed out with a single shot. This shot brought forth a hurricane, and the soul of the hundred-fighting gun was fully activated. The body of the gun trembled, and there was an extremely sharp sound of piercing through the air.

bang bang bang...

Above the arena, one after another light spots converged and collided fiercely, bursting out with astonishing power, which made the entire arena tremble.

Brothers fight against each other, but they never hold back the slightest hand, it seems that they want to put each other to death!
(End of this chapter)