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This was the final fight between the top 10 Fortune Dragons, and each of them would fight against the other nine.

Surely those who have fought in the previous matches will not fight anymore.

Su Mo had six battles left. They were up against the top five people whose Dragon Luck was higher than him, and Hong Qingtian.

These six people were all extremely strong, but the only one he was unsure of would win was Ao Wushuang.

After a while, Ao Wushuang's turn came back. His opponent was Nie Chong.

The rules of the final match are not complicated. Ao Wushuang was the one with the highest Dragon Luck, so those who had been defeated would fight against him first.

In the end, those who did not lose would compete with Ao Wushuang in the final battle for the title.

Ao Wushuang and Nie Chong were both practicing boxing games, and both were strong and fierce.

The Emperor's fist was clearly stronger than Master's Boxing. Like Huo Ling, Nie Chong was defeated with a single blow without any strength to resist.

Then, Ao Wushuang calmly flew back to the spectator stands with her hands folded behind her back.

Perhaps because he had developed the Emperor Fist, Ao Wushuang had the aura of a king. His invincible attitude made the hearts of countless young girls race.

Furthermore, Wu Sheng was fighting Huo Ling.

This battle is worth watching. A swordsman against a sword.

In the battle ring.

Swooshes!

A cold black light flashed in Wu Sheng's hand, and he charged towards Huo Ling like lightning.

“Destroy!”

Huo Ling shouted, and the sword radiance from the long sword in his hand surged. The flames blazed, and the momentum of the sword surged.

With a sweep of his sword, Wu Sheng's attack was immediately disbanded.

“Dead, Wu Sheng!”

Seeing his first attack fail, Wu Sheng quickly approached Huo Ling and attacked again.

The sword radiance shone, and the sharp sword Qi slashed at Huo Ling's chest.

The sword light was like fire. Huo Ling swung her long sword and shattered the sword Qi. However, the next moment, sword Qi gathered again and attacked Huo Ling's lower abdomen.

Huo Ling remained calm. The flames on his body were burning, and in an instant, a flame shield formed in front of him, blocking the sword Qi.

“Sky Destroyer!”

Wu Sheng's figure was like a sword light. In an instant, he flashed to Huo Ling's side and pierced with his sword. The air was calm like an ancient well.

Streaks of Sword Qi shot out, aiming at Huo Ling's vital parts. The soaring Sword Essence was cold and filled with killing intent. Everything in front of him would be destroyed.

“Destroy again!”

Huo Ling shouted and swung her long sword. Fire surged and countless Saber Qi cut through the entire battle ring.

Bang bang bang!!

Sword Qi and Saber Qi continued to explode, shooting everywhere. Turbulence surged, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Bang bang ding ding dang dang!!

The two were balanced, continuously exchanging blows. Their speed was extremely fast, and in the time it took to catch a breath, they had exchanged over ten blows.

Sword Qi whistled, sword Qi crossed, and sparks flew everywhere. Soon, the battle reached her.

Although Huo Ling had successively lost to the ninth princess, Su Mo, and Ao Wushuang, it did not mean that she was weak. In fact, other than them, there was no one else who was a match for Huo Ling.

However, Wu Sheng was not weak either. His ranking on the Top 100 Talent List was even higher than Huo Ling's ranking.

Ding ding dang dang!!

Not too long later, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows. At this moment, those with good eyesight could finally see some clues.

Although the two were still evenly matched, the battle rhythm was already under Wu Sheng's control. In other words, Wu Sheng had already dominated the direction of the battle.

Sure enough, after dozens of punches, Wu Sheng really had the upper hand, and Huo Ling could only defend himself.

Cut it!

In the battle ring, the two of them suddenly separated with a streak of blood.

The crowd sighed. Huo Ling was still no match for Wu Sheng. In the last competition, he lost to Wu Sheng by half a step, and this time, he still could not surpass him.

“Huo Ling, you lost!”

In the fighting arena, Wu Sheng said indifferently with a cold face.

Huo Ling's face was grim. He was absolutely certain that he could defeat Wu Sheng, but the previous three defeats were a huge blow to him.

In particular, losing to the ninth princess and Su Mo had damaged his mind.

His strength was not much different from Wu Sheng, and in a fight between experts, the slightest mistake could affect the final result.

His state of mind had been injured, so he could not exert his strength until it reached its peak. Otherwise, how could he lose to Wu Sheng?

After a while, the two of them left the battle ring. The next battle was between Hong Qingtian and the ninth princess.

However, Hong Qingtian firmly admitted defeat.

Su Mo's turn again, and this time his opponent was Mo Yue.

In the battle ring, Su Mo looked at Mo Yue, his aura rising, and his sword was about to explode at the peak of the final stage of the first sequence. A sharp radiance cut the surrounding air into pieces.

Mo Yue frowned and looked very serious. A few days ago, he received a message from the Cold-blood Hall branch.

The content of his message was to ask Mo Yue to kill someone, and that person was Su Mo.

He had thought he could easily kill Su Mo in the final, but he had not expected Su Mo to be so strong that he even surpassed him.

However, Mo Yue was not worried. Even if he could not kill Su Mo in the competition, it would be a piece of cake after the competition!

This was because Su Mo was not a disciple of any of the seven superpowers, but a small power that had no rank.

“Huge Hand Shots Blood Devils!”

Mo Yue shouted and rose into the air. His body shone with a jet of blood, and he attacked with his palm.

Suddenly, a huge blood-red palm print fell from the sky, trying to suppress Su Mo.

Looking at the incoming palm print, Su Mo's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, the Devouring Martial Soul in his body trembled slightly, wanting to devour.

It was clear that the Great Handprint of Blood Devil Mo Yue contained an extremely powerful blood essence.

However, Su Mo did not use Martial Soul to devour it. His own strength was enough to easily crush Mo Yue, so he did not need to use his Martial Soul.

Moreover, there were many Enlightenment Realm experts in the Archean Fighting Ring. If he used Martial Soul too often, it would easily attract their attention.

In short, Su Mo did not want to use the power of his Martial Soul unless it was absolutely necessary.

“Destroyed!”

Su Mo stood in the battle ring and unsheathed his Spirit Killing Sword. A dazzling sword light illuminated the sky, and he slashed upwards.

Engaged!

The sword beam easily tore the blood-red palm print like a piece of cloth, and the sword Qi continued its journey towards Mo Yue.

Swooshes!

Su Mo shot up into the sky and followed closely behind. His Nine Spiritual Spirits were spinning rapidly, and he attacked with his sword again.

“Unlimited Universe Nature!”

The terrifying sword Qi was thousands of meters long, and slashed towards Mo Yue like a gigantic sword that could split through the sky.

Mo Yue had just destroyed the first wave of sword Qi Su Mo, and when he saw another wave of terrifying sword Qi whistling towards him, his scalp was numb.

Only when he was in the same situation could he feel how terrifying Su Mo's sword force was!

Swooshes!

Mo Yue quickly dodged, not daring to accept the attack directly.

Swooshes!

However, before Mo Yue could stabilize herself, a sword light flashed before her eyes and disappeared.

This sword radiance was extremely smooth and unpredictable, but it was also filled with killing intent.

“Oh no!”