Chapter 1980： Powerful wood leaf monk
The underground space is very large, and the platform is also divided into different areas. The surrounding areas are all low-scoring games. Qin Lang, who has just participated in this, is also here.
Holding the token in his hand, Qin Lang walked directly towards a referee and quickly found his own platform.
"It is forbidden to injure the opponent badly and badly in battle. If you are not able to admit it directly," the referee looked at Qin Lang's token and found that Qin Lang was participating in the battle for the first time, so he reminded the rules.
"Okay!" Qin Lang nodded and flashed onto the field under the referee's instructions.
The opponent is a white monk, holding a long sword, already standing there waiting.
"You are the one who challenged me? I just challenged me with 90 points when I came here. I really don't know if you are stupid or stupid. I will let you see me today ..."
The voice of the opponent has not yet fallen, and a thundering sound flashed. Qin Lang's figure was already standing in front of the Jian Xiu, and his right hand was filled with a large number of red lightning bolts, which were caught in the man's throat.
The crimson thunderbolt permeated, the monk had almost no ability to resist, and the whole body was seriously injured by the thunderbolt instantly, and there was even a scorched smell.
"The game starts ..."
The referee looked at this scene on the court, and swallowed the beginning word.
"A lot of nonsense! What's the deal?" Qin Lang said, looking at the referee asking.
"This ..." The referee glanced at the seriously injured monk. Although he has not yet announced the start, according to regulations, the two can start the game directly after they come to power.
"you win!"
The monk had been seriously injured by lightning, and even if it started again, it was meaningless.
"Let's arrange the next battle," Qin Lang said directly.
Although he scored forty-five points, he was still below 100% and could only find opponents below 100%.
The next battle is a massacre.
No one can stand up to Qin Long's Zixiao Shenlei. He doesn't even exert much effort. He only needs to use the lightning flash's teleport to approach the opponent and then release the Zixiao Shenlei in his body to easily win the game. .
After this kind of battle lasted for a few games, things about Qin Lang also spread. Many people knew that the challenger of the Guancheng Division had a very powerful Thunder attribute monk, whose strange scarlet red thunder was extremely powerful. One can hold up a trick in his hands.
"Most of these Mahayana monks' strength is only equivalent to the outside fit period. For Qin Lang, who has the Purple Thunder God Thunder, it is not too easy to win." Lin Chuan said with a calm look at the game. .
"I'm afraid there will be a few more games, and some people will guess that we are monks from outside." Bu Lian Shi said.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, someone will know anyway, not to mention Qin Lang's battle will also be able to beat out our reputation, and it will be more convenient to recruit powerful monks in the future." Lin Chuan said indifferently.
After 24 games, Qin Lang's points directly passed the thousand, and he did not hesitate, he directly challenged a very strong ranking player, his points have more than 9,800 points, only a step away from ten thousand points.
"Wooden City vs. Cyclone City."
Su Linchuan looked at the two sides of the showdown and suddenly had some interest.
秦 When Qin Lang came on, there were already a lot of monks watching around.
Whether it's just Qin Lang's performance or his challenged opponents, this battle has made a lot of sense.
"Four games in a row, each of which directly challenged the highest points in the same section. The thunderous monk in this city is really powerful, at least I like this unprecedented style." Some of the onlookers said.
"Although there was a gap in the points in the same interval before, the strength gap was generally not too large. People who directly challenged more than 9,000 points this time may be a little arrogant."
"His cultivation seems to be only in the early days of Mahayana, and he can have such strength. It seems to be related to that strange red-red thunder. I don't know if it is the thunder he cultivated himself or what kind of thunder that he absorbed."
"Whirlwind City, this is an old-fashioned opponent, the strongest exists below 10,000 points, I don't know who can win this game."
Uh ...
The voices of various discussions echoed around. When the monks sent by each city to participate in the war did not challenge, they would also watch other people's matches. While accumulating experience, they would also choose the next opponent for themselves. It's better to be prepared.
The ring platform was ready. When Qin Lang's figure moved, the thunder and lightning passed and his body appeared directly on the ring platform.
His opponent was a middle-aged monk in a blue shirt. The figure turned into a whirlwind with a slight movement, standing lightly opposite Qin Lang.
"Interesting, it is a rare wind attribute monk. No wonder he can get more than 9,000 points." Lin Chuan's expression moved slightly.
"I remember you said that Lei Yue was restrained by the wind. This monk should have some ability to suppress Qin Lang." Bu Lianshi laughed.
"The wind 遁 did restrain thunder, but Qin Lang used Zixiao Shenlei, not a concept ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Lin Chuan shook his head.
The game started soon. This time it wasn't Qin Lang who took the lead first, but the blue shirt monk.
The huge spiritual power surged out, and a huge storm blew from the platform. In the face of this horrible scene, the referee on the stage immediately activated the defense matrix on the ring to prevent the power of the spell from leaking and hurting innocent people.
A transparent light curtain shrouded the platform, which was completely wrapped in a blue whirlwind, and the horrible hissing felt scalp even when the outside monks heard it.
Qin Lang's battle This monk has seen before. In his eyes, Qin Lang is using the speed of lightning to approach me instantly, and then uses that strange thunder to launch an attack.
Therefore, he spared his spiritual power and cast his powerful spells in the first time, turning all the surroundings into storms. In this case, his speed will not be slower than Qin Lang, and he can take the lead to attack Qin Lang with his spells. Press it completely.
确实 He did, and he succeeded.
However, the accident suddenly appeared at the next moment.
I saw a crimson red light suddenly appear in the original cyan storm. This light rose to the storm and followed the storm to ravage the entire ring. The frantic light that swept through it was the crimson red fire, but at this moment, the thunder was completely not like a thunder, but more like a burning flame. .
It has the roar of thunder, but it also has the texture of a flame, with the wind blowing up the entire space in an instant.
A loud scream screamed out, and the storm came to an abrupt halt, leaving only a red thunder-like figure falling from the sky and crashing on the ring.
Holding the token in his hand, Qin Lang walked directly towards a referee and quickly found his own platform.
"It is forbidden to injure the opponent badly and badly in battle. If you are not able to admit it directly," the referee looked at Qin Lang's token and found that Qin Lang was participating in the battle for the first time, so he reminded the rules.
"Okay!" Qin Lang nodded and flashed onto the field under the referee's instructions.
The opponent is a white monk, holding a long sword, already standing there waiting.
"You are the one who challenged me? I just challenged me with 90 points when I came here. I really don't know if you are stupid or stupid. I will let you see me today ..."
The voice of the opponent has not yet fallen, and a thundering sound flashed. Qin Lang's figure was already standing in front of the Jian Xiu, and his right hand was filled with a large number of red lightning bolts, which were caught in the man's throat.
The crimson thunderbolt permeated, the monk had almost no ability to resist, and the whole body was seriously injured by the thunderbolt instantly, and there was even a scorched smell.
"The game starts ..."
The referee looked at this scene on the court, and swallowed the beginning word.
"A lot of nonsense! What's the deal?" Qin Lang said, looking at the referee asking.
"This ..." The referee glanced at the seriously injured monk. Although he has not yet announced the start, according to regulations, the two can start the game directly after they come to power.
"you win!"
The monk had been seriously injured by lightning, and even if it started again, it was meaningless.
"Let's arrange the next battle," Qin Lang said directly.
Although he scored forty-five points, he was still below 100% and could only find opponents below 100%.
The next battle is a massacre.
No one can stand up to Qin Long's Zixiao Shenlei. He doesn't even exert much effort. He only needs to use the lightning flash's teleport to approach the opponent and then release the Zixiao Shenlei in his body to easily win the game. .
After this kind of battle lasted for a few games, things about Qin Lang also spread. Many people knew that the challenger of the Guancheng Division had a very powerful Thunder attribute monk, whose strange scarlet red thunder was extremely powerful. One can hold up a trick in his hands.
"Most of these Mahayana monks' strength is only equivalent to the outside fit period. For Qin Lang, who has the Purple Thunder God Thunder, it is not too easy to win." Lin Chuan said with a calm look at the game. .
"I'm afraid there will be a few more games, and some people will guess that we are monks from outside." Bu Lian Shi said.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, someone will know anyway, not to mention Qin Lang's battle will also be able to beat out our reputation, and it will be more convenient to recruit powerful monks in the future." Lin Chuan said indifferently.
After 24 games, Qin Lang's points directly passed the thousand, and he did not hesitate, he directly challenged a very strong ranking player, his points have more than 9,800 points, only a step away from ten thousand points.
"Wooden City vs. Cyclone City."
Su Linchuan looked at the two sides of the showdown and suddenly had some interest.
秦 When Qin Lang came on, there were already a lot of monks watching around.
Whether it's just Qin Lang's performance or his challenged opponents, this battle has made a lot of sense.
"Four games in a row, each of which directly challenged the highest points in the same section. The thunderous monk in this city is really powerful, at least I like this unprecedented style." Some of the onlookers said.
"Although there was a gap in the points in the same interval before, the strength gap was generally not too large. People who directly challenged more than 9,000 points this time may be a little arrogant."
"His cultivation seems to be only in the early days of Mahayana, and he can have such strength. It seems to be related to that strange red-red thunder. I don't know if it is the thunder he cultivated himself or what kind of thunder that he absorbed."
"Whirlwind City, this is an old-fashioned opponent, the strongest exists below 10,000 points, I don't know who can win this game."
Uh ...
The voices of various discussions echoed around. When the monks sent by each city to participate in the war did not challenge, they would also watch other people's matches. While accumulating experience, they would also choose the next opponent for themselves. It's better to be prepared.
The ring platform was ready. When Qin Lang's figure moved, the thunder and lightning passed and his body appeared directly on the ring platform.
His opponent was a middle-aged monk in a blue shirt. The figure turned into a whirlwind with a slight movement, standing lightly opposite Qin Lang.
"Interesting, it is a rare wind attribute monk. No wonder he can get more than 9,000 points." Lin Chuan's expression moved slightly.
"I remember you said that Lei Yue was restrained by the wind. This monk should have some ability to suppress Qin Lang." Bu Lianshi laughed.
"The wind 遁 did restrain thunder, but Qin Lang used Zixiao Shenlei, not a concept ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Lin Chuan shook his head.
The game started soon. This time it wasn't Qin Lang who took the lead first, but the blue shirt monk.
The huge spiritual power surged out, and a huge storm blew from the platform. In the face of this horrible scene, the referee on the stage immediately activated the defense matrix on the ring to prevent the power of the spell from leaking and hurting innocent people.
A transparent light curtain shrouded the platform, which was completely wrapped in a blue whirlwind, and the horrible hissing felt scalp even when the outside monks heard it.
Qin Lang's battle This monk has seen before. In his eyes, Qin Lang is using the speed of lightning to approach me instantly, and then uses that strange thunder to launch an attack.
Therefore, he spared his spiritual power and cast his powerful spells in the first time, turning all the surroundings into storms. In this case, his speed will not be slower than Qin Lang, and he can take the lead to attack Qin Lang with his spells. Press it completely.
确实 He did, and he succeeded.
However, the accident suddenly appeared at the next moment.
I saw a crimson red light suddenly appear in the original cyan storm. This light rose to the storm and followed the storm to ravage the entire ring. The frantic light that swept through it was the crimson red fire, but at this moment, the thunder was completely not like a thunder, but more like a burning flame. .
It has the roar of thunder, but it also has the texture of a flame, with the wind blowing up the entire space in an instant.
A loud scream screamed out, and the storm came to an abrupt halt, leaving only a red thunder-like figure falling from the sky and crashing on the ring.
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