The Legend of the Dragon King: Draw Tang Wulin's blood at the beginning

Chapter 463 Zhangting’s victory through the ages, Gu Yuena’s worries

In an instant, yellow sand covered the entire competition stage.

The competition stage instantly turned into a desert.

But Lu Yuxing seemed to have completely blended into the yellow sand, flying away.

The opponent that a soul master least wants to face is someone who can't see anyone without releasing his martial soul.

If you can't see the person, you can't see the opponent's soul ring, and you can't judge the opponent's position or even the number of soul skills used.

Such an opponent is very difficult to deal with. Even if the opponent's strength exceeds that of the opponent, it will take a lot of effort to defeat the opponent.

Moreover, such opponents are usually very proficient in escaping, and it is not easy to catch them.

If you don't pay attention, you will suffer a loss.

After Lu Yuxing completed the release of his martial soul, streaks of yellow sand rose into the sky, sweeping towards the sky like a tornado.

In an instant, nine sand pillars were formed, sweeping towards Qiangu Zhangting from all directions.

Qiangu Zhangting's eyes were fixed, and he held the coiling dragon stick in his right hand, raising it high, as if he was asking the sky with a long stick.

His whole body seemed to become much taller at this moment. The coiling dragon stick swept across, and circles of stick shadows bloomed outward layer by layer.

Even just standing there, these stick shadows are like a tide, spraying outward.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

A series of collisions sounded, and the nine sand pillars were defeated by his Coiling Dragon Staff at the same time.

But the yellow sand did not fall. It was blown up by a strong wind and turned into gravel all over the sky, covering every hole.

In the dense yellow sand, mixed with many gravels, various weapon forms are condensed, almost substantive, hidden in the sky full of yellow sand, achieving all-round attacks.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience held their breath and stared at the competition stage.

This battle is absolutely exciting and I want to see how my opponent will respond.

The stick shadows gathered together and gathered upwards. In the sky, there seemed to be infinite suction, pulling up the yellow sand. Whether it was ordinary gravel or the weapons contained in the yellow sand, they were all pulled to one side. plunder.

This stick feels a bit like an antelope hanging its horns without a trace.

The yellow sand was driven by the coiling dragon stick, and in the next moment, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and a bright silver light erupted from Qiangu Zhangting's body like a blowout.

The silver dragon on the dragon stick seemed to have come to life in an instant. A huge silver dragon head appeared above the head of Qiangu Zhangting, and it opened its mouth to spit out a ball of silver breath.

This silver breath looks crystal clear, as if it is made of condensed ice chips. Wherever it passes, the yellow sand that is condensed and driven by the long stick disappears one after another, as if the ice and snow are melted.

At this moment, Qiangu Zhangting's eyes had turned silver, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and suddenly swung the dragon stick downwards in his hand.

The silver dragon head spurted out breath and instantly merged into the long stick. One end of the dragon-coiling stick was held in his hand, and the other end quickly grew in size.

Rumble!

The club that created the world struck down and hit the ground hard.

The void shook, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a huge silver lightning fell boldly.

It slammed into the core of the competition stage!

The silver light spreads, and wherever it passes, the yellow sand quickly dissipates, and Hongfei disappears.

The silver halo spread around, and a figure staggered out in embarrassment.

A lot of yellow sand on the ground disappeared.

The Qiangu Zhangting descended from the sky, with silver halos circling like silver dragons.

The Coiling Dragon Stick swept out again. This time, the shadow of the stick took on a fan shape, covering the falling figure.

The opponent does not have the numbers and the referee does not call timeout, so we cannot relax our vigilance and need to pursue the victory.

Boom boom boom...

The majestic power came out through the dragon coiling stick, and Lu Yuxing tried his best to resist it.

But Qiangu Zhangting's wave of attacks was full of terrifying explosive power.

For a time, they were retreating steadily, and soon they were forced to the protective cover of the competition stage. He turned pale and ugly until he had lost.

"I surrender!"

Lu Yuxing yelled unwillingly, announcing the end of the game.

Qiangu Zhangting was stunned for a moment, then quickly gathered his breath and put away the coiling dragon stick.

Standing on the competition stage without blushing and out of breath, with his hands behind his back, head held high, and his face full of confidence.

Lu Yuxing's face was extremely ugly, and he walked towards the competition stage with some dejection.

Throughout the entire battle, Lu Yuxing, who originally had high hopes, had no chance at all.

From the beginning to the end, he was pressed to death by the dragon-coiling stick of Qiangu Zhangting.

At this time, Gu Yuena and Long Yuan were still in the box, with Gu Yuena leaning on Long Yuan's arms.

Long Yuan hugged her from behind, and the two of them, Ge You, lay down and watched everything happening on the competition stage leisurely.

Long Yuan's hands kneaded a few times from time to time, and Gu Yuena patted her hands lightly from time to time.

But it was just a few symbolic slaps, a few cooing words, and no more words.

Gu Yuena looks so beautiful almost every day. Today she is wearing a dark blue dress, with her silver hair flowing behind her, which makes her look even more elegant.

"Long Yuan..."

"Call my husband!"

"No, just call it Long Yuan..."

"If you don't scream, then next time you ask me to go faster, I will turn into an old man and push the cart slowly!"

"Humph, big bad guy!"

Gu Yuena gave a coquettish cry but did not scream. Then she turned around, rode in Long Yuan's arms, held Long Yuan's face, and her expression suddenly became serious:

"You should have guessed that I have been staying in the Spirit Transferring Pagoda and refusing to leave, not because of the power of the Spirit Transferring Pagoda, but because I have an ulterior motive.

In a sense, Spirit Transferring Pagoda can be regarded as my enemy, so I stay here to target them. It's still too late to run away now! "

The more Gu Yuena loves Long Yuan, the less she wants him to get involved in the battle between humans and soul beasts.

Long Yuan is a human being, and she has no doubt that when the soul beast clan goes to war with humans, Long Yuan will definitely be on her side.

She has this confidence and knows what Long Yuan is like.

However, the more this happens, the more she loves Long Yuan. She doesn't want Long Yuan to become the target of public criticism and be targeted and reviled by humans.

Although Long Yuan is here, he can help her.

However, she still didn't want Long Yuan to get involved.

"This martial arts contest is one of my goals. I hope you will leave temporarily. I don't want to involve you, which will put you in danger. The master of the Spirit Pagoda, Qiangu Dongfeng, is a crazy person at heart. I don't want you to be harmed." Any harm!"

Having said this, Gu Yuena held Long Yuan's face, her purple eyes looked into Long Yuan's eyes affectionately, her face was full of affection, and she kissed her gently.

As if they were going to eat each other, they separated after a long time.

Then Gu Yuena took a deep breath and continued:

"I will never let anyone but you take advantage of me."

Long Yuan reached out and pulled Gu Yuena into his arms again, feeling the familiar yet extremely touching body.

Feeling the faint fragrance coming from her body, every time he held her in his arms, his heart was filled with satisfaction.

Gu Yuena naturally hugged Long Yuan with her backhand. How could she not feel satisfied?

(End of this chapter)