The prosperous age of blood

Chapter 65
In the morning, when Xu Luan opened her eyes, Qian Qi was still sitting beside her quietly, but a brighter sun had appeared where the moon should have been.

"Are you awake?" Under the slanting reflection of the morning sun, Qianqi showed his first smile of the day.

"Ah."

It was already the tenth day of the hunting conference, and the ring was full of visitors, and the number seemed to have increased a lot compared to the previous few days. It should be that many blood races sneaked in.

In the arena, Lan Nuo, Fei Zhong, and Qian Qi were the only ones left in Nuo Da's arena and the hostess.

Under the stage, the Iron Shield members looked at Qianqi with the Iron Shield emblem hanging on the stage with radiant faces, and were proud of having such a member.

"According to the rules of the Hunting Conference, Lan Nuo, as the previous champion of the Hunting Conference, will have the qualification to directly enter the finals. Let's invite Fei Zhong and Qian Qi to compete to determine who will be qualified to challenge the number one Lan Nuo."

Listening to the rules announced by the beautiful host, all the blood races were startled.

"This round is not a lottery, but let Lan Nuo directly advance to the next level. No wonder, if the lottery is Qianqi's bye again, then he can directly sit on the first or second throne. In this way The rules are also reasonable."

After a brief commotion in the venue, it fell silent again.

The beautiful host looked at the audience, and then said loudly: "Okay, Fei Zhong and Qian Qi are invited..."

"I surrender."

However, before the beautiful host had finished speaking, Qian Qi interrupted her speech and directly announced that she had surrendered.

Neither Lan Nuo nor Fei Zhong showed any expression, as if they had expected Qian Qi's decision.

The beautiful host was a little embarrassed, and the audience was a little regretful, because they missed another wonderful competition.

But then, they suddenly realized.Even if Qian Qi concedes defeat, then Fei Zhong will directly advance to the next round, which means that he can directly watch the competition between Lan Nuo and Fei Zhong.

"Although Qian Qi's strength is not weak, he can barely beat Xu Hongyi. If he were to compete with Fei Zhong, he would be hitting a stone with an egg. It's only right to admit defeat."

"Qianqi conceded defeat, so the final that should have been held the next day should be brought forward."

The audience was thinking this way, and the beautiful host on the stage had already announced under the gaze of the president that Lan Nuo and Fei Zhong had entered the final competition.

The flames rose, and Qian Qi and the beauty host withdrew from the ring under the attention of everyone.

At this moment, only Lan Nuo and Fei Zhong remained on the ring.

In the last hunting conference, they were the last contestants. This time, they are still standing on the stage of competing for the first place.

"I knew there was bound to be a battle between you and me." Lan Nuo smiled lightly, dressed in hard clothes and with fiery red hair.This is his first laugh since entering the conference.

Fei Zhong was a burly man with a big shoulder and a round waist, wearing a simple armor. The muscles exposed under the armor were like the roots of an ancient tree, giving people a sense of strength.

"For two years, we have been in the guild. Although there are many opportunities to fight with you, I still endured it. The purpose of me is to stand on the stage and prove to all the blood races who came to watch the battle. Zhong is no weaker than you, Lan Nuo."

Fei Zhong clenched his right fist, a red light flashed between his fingers, and a set of spiked gloves in the storage ring appeared on the clenched fist. "The honor of the quasi-earl belongs to me."

"Hey, it's just a false name. If you want it, you can get it based on your strength." Lan Nuo smiled, looking at Fei Zhong with a smile in his eyes, he seemed very interested in Fei Zhong.

After bidding farewell to the arena for two years, they stood on the arena again. In the battle of honor, who can win?
Lan Nuo ranked first in the top ten of the last hunting conference. Before the battle with Fei Zhong, he had never made any moves against all the opponents, and he was able to win the competition just by virtue of his momentum.

Fei Zhong, the second in the previous top ten, was second only to Lan Nuo's blood viscount.

"Hee hee!" There was a chuckle.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blows towards the face of the arena, blowing the skirts of the spectators approaching the arena.

On the stage, Lan Nuo and Fei Zhong finally moved.

They were all striding forward, blood energy permeated their bodies, and the invisible energy collided before the two blood races touched, creating bursts of wind pressure.

"You didn't spend two years in vain." Lan Nuo said softly.

"In order to catch up with that move, I have put in more effort than you in two years. At least ten times." Fei Zhong's body muscles became more solid.Strong strides.

"Do you think you can catch up with me by working hard? Today I will let you understand that some geniuses can't be caught up by sweat." Lan Nuo said.

"You're still so arrogant." Fei Zhong laughed.

"That's why I'm the winner," Lano replied.

The two vampires talked to each other, their bodies had not yet touched, but their words had already confronted each other, and they refused to give in.

Swish, all of a sudden, two figures walking slowly disappeared in place, followed by a piercing sound, as if two vague figures collided on the ring.

Lan Nuo slammed his hand against Fei Zhong's punch.But it still made a rumbling sound.

"This Lan Nuo is really powerful."

Standing under the stage, Qianqi carefully watched the battle on the stage, which is rare to see, so he would not miss every move.

Booming, each fist intersecting is like a boulder colliding.

The stone-cast arena trembled a little under such a powerful impact.

"Ning, gang fist!"

In Lan Nuo's soft shout, the blood on his fist seemed to be solidified, like a red glove on his hand.

Although Fei Zhong was tall, he moved very nimbly. When he stepped back, he was already a foot away.

boom!
With a punch on the stone slab of the ring, Nuo Da's ring began to crack a stone crack from the center, and then the stone crack spread outward like spider silk, and the whole ring burst apart.

"The arena with an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters was shattered with a single punch."

The blood races on the stage were all shocked.

"Hey, you can actually make blood coagulate. Although it can only coagulate a fist, it's not bad. After all, only the count can do blood coagulation."

Edson was sitting in front of the ring, and the messy gravel flew past him, but they still couldn't hit him.

The beauty host stared wide-eyed, looking at the shattered arena, a little at a loss.According to the rules of the competition, if you leave the ring, you will lose, but now the ring is broken, which means that both blood races have played.

How should she judge?

The beauty host glanced at the audience as if asking for help, and was relieved to see that the eyes of all the blood races were still fixed on Lan Nuo and Fei Zhong, and watched the competition between the two blood races together as if they didn't know the rules.

"Iron plate, body strengthening, triple!"

On the stage, Fei Zhong also used his own unique skills. His huge physique suddenly expanded again, his solid muscles continued to expand, and his armor burst under the swelling of the muscles. Fei Zhong's slightly bronzed complexion was obvious at this time. It looks stronger than armor.

"Oh, oh, the body can already be strengthened three times. It is much more powerful than the one-time strengthening two years ago." Lan Nuo squinted his eyes and watched Fei Zhong's changes. Suddenly his eyes turned cold. "Let me test your physical strength."

"Come on." Fei Zhong shouted, full of information.He clenched his fists tightly, making a series of bone cracking sounds.

In front of the transformed Fei Zhong, Lan Nuo's figure appeared a little thin. After being provoked by Fei Zhong, Lan Nuo's figure swayed slightly, leaving a phantom in place, flashing in front of Fei Zhong.

"So fast."

Qianqi narrowed his eyes and pupils, almost not keeping up with Lan Nuo's movement. When he looked at Buster, he saw his face turn pale. Qian Qi already understood that Lan Nuo's speed was faster than the flashing speed of Buster's special skill. on many.

The movement is still going on, every time Lan Nuo takes a step, the gravel of the ring under his feet will be crushed again. He is wearing a black outfit, and only a black afterimage can be seen when he moves quickly.

Fei Zhong didn't move, his speed seemed to be a little slower after his physical strength strengthened, he just watched Lan Nuo's movement cautiously.

"Net ear, tie!"

The fast-moving Lan Nuo stopped suddenly, and countless afterimages overlapped on his smiling face.

Raising his hand slightly, the white silk threads between Lan Nuo's fingers flickered.

Chi, lightly hooked his fingers, and suddenly the entire arena was filled with blood mist. Under the swaying of the blood mist, the originally almost invisible silk thread finally showed its state.

Blood-stained threads were tightly tied to Fei Zhong's body.

Lan Nuo hooked his hands again, and with a bang, Fei Zhong's huge body knelt down unwillingly.

Fei Zhong's head was forcibly buried on the ground by the silk thread in Lan Nuo's hand, and Lan Nuo stood in front of his head.

"The gap between reality and ideal cannot be bridged with a little hard work." Lan Nuo said softly.

Why, why can't you surpass him so hard?

Why is God so unfair?
Thinking back to countless nights of penance, Fei Zhong was extremely unwilling.

The thread in Lan Nuo's hand had already sunk deeply into his flesh, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Even if I lose, I will lose with dignity." Fei Zhong's body was stained red with blood, and he stood up straight like a red sculpture.

"Boring." Lan Nuo snorted coldly, moved his fingers slightly, and tied the blood-stained silk threads tightly again.

However, Fei Zhong never fell down again.

Seeing that Fei Zhong would rather be seriously injured than bend his waist and knees, Lan Nuo didn't show the slightest admiration, but instead frowned and shook his hands vigorously.

Pfft, streams of blood sprayed from Fei Zhong's huge body.Probably due to excessive blood loss, his body began to shake, but he still gritted his teeth and did not let himself fall down.

Lan Nuo sneered at Fei Zhong's expression. He has always been among the geniuses of his generation, and no blood clan has ever dared to go against his will. Ways to challenge his majesty.

"Okay, that's the end of the competition. Lano won."

Just when Lan Nuo wanted to make Fei Zhong pay for his stupid behavior, Chairman Adelson spoke.

The only principle of the hunting conference is not to hurt lives. At this time, Lan Nuo and Fei Zhong are obviously fighting. If Edson does not come forward to stop it, something unexpected will happen.

No matter which one of the two genius blood races is lost, it is a great tragedy for the guild.

(End of this chapter)