Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1913 Defeating Ao Gao and being late for the final
  Everyone in the audience stretched their necks to look up, trying to see through the light who would win and who would lose in this battle.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and when everyone in the audience saw clearly, they all lost their voices!

Both of them are still standing on the stage!

At this time, there was a trace of blood on the corner of Ao Gao's mouth, and the clothes on his body were torn in several places.

Zhang Yan was also similar. Except for the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, his clothes were more tattered and there were also several holes on his body.

Golden Dragon Leaving the Body is the best move that Zhang Yan has mastered in the third round of "Nine Turns of Shocking Dragon Technique".

He didn't expect that Ao Gao was still standing on the stage, and now he could only grit his teeth and use the third move: flying dragon into the sea.

He said to Ao Gao: "I blocked your move just now. Now let's see if you can block my move."

After saying that, Zhang Yan's spearhead paused, and the God-killing Spear flew into the air, heading straight towards Ao Gao with unrivaled murderous intent.

As for Ao Gao, although he seemed unscathed, he actually suffered serious internal injuries. It was immediately obvious that Zhang Yan's move was much more powerful than before! He gritted his teeth, forcefully forced out a mouthful of blood from his heart, and spit it on the sword, "Ten thousand pieces returned to the clan."

With this soft drink, the sword light flashed, and countless spiritual energy turned into sword energy surrounding Ao Gao. If an ordinary early stage immortal came here, he would be cut directly under the sword at this moment.

"go with!"

As soon as Ao Gao finished speaking, countless swords rushed towards the God-killing Spear, thousands of swords against one spear!
  With a "boom", the arena shattered into pieces!

In the dusty sky, I could only vaguely see a figure still standing.

The dust slowly disperses! Countless people in the audience exclaimed! The one standing is Zhang Yan! !
  Ao Gao actually lost!

When everyone took a look, Ao Gao was lying weakly on the ground, looking at Zhang Yan with complicated eyes.

"you win."

Zhang Yan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, grinning in pain and said: "It's a lucky thing."

Then he stretched out his hand to Ao Gao. Ao Gao was stunned and took Zhang Yan's hand. The two looked at each other and smiled.

Afterwards, Zhang Yan helped Ao Gao up and waited for the referee to announce the final result.

"I declare that the winner of this semi-final is Zhang Yan!"

On the stage, the Dragon King of the East China Sea smiled and said to the Dragon King of the North Sea: "Old Si, your Beihai is pretty good, and you have a lot of excellent backs." A haze flashed in the eyes of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and then he returned to his image of a smiling tiger, waving his hand and saying: " Where, where."

The other two dragon kings present looked at each other, curled their lips, and said nothing.

The second half was Ao Lie's game. After confirming with the referee that the next final would be in five days, Zhang Yan hurried to his residence without staying any longer.

In the battle with Ao Ying just now, not only did he luckily learn the spiritual energy movement method of the third and second moves, he even had inspiration for the third move, and now he is rushing back to verify it.

Behind him, Ao Lie looked at his hurried back gloomily, wondering what he was thinking.

In the blink of an eye, five days later, the sun was three poles high.

At this time, the arena was already full of people. All four Dragon Kings and referees were present, and Ao Lie was also waiting.

Only Zhang Yan did not appear for a long time, and everyone in the audience was whispering.

"Zhang Yan, won't he not come?"

"Who knows, maybe it crawled."

The referee on the stage didn't know whether he should continue to wait, so he could only ask the Dragon King.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Dragon King smiled amiably.

"Maybe Zhang Yan is delayed by something. Please be patient and wait a little longer."

Another hour passed, and Zhang Yan had not arrived yet.

The referee on the stage asked the Dragon King again for instructions.

The North Sea Dragon King frowned, indicating that he was a little embarrassed.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. All the Dragon Kings are working hard, but Zhang Yan still hasn't arrived, so we can only..."

The Dragon King was about to disqualify Zhang Yan from the competition, when Zhang Yan came over panting.

"Wait a moment!"

(End of this chapter)