God Level Replication System
Chapter 23: The last match
Immediately, half an hour passed.
Zhang Pingyue entered the ring, looked around the audience, and said loudly:
"This competition, the third round and the final, the first three qualifying matches, from now on!
In the first game, Zhang He vs. Chen Yu's! "
The voice fell, and the court calmed down.
Everyone's eyes gathered on the ring.
This arrangement obviously secretly agreed that Lin Xuan was the first, Zhang He and Chen Yu faced off, and the winner competed with Lin Xuan to decide first.
In this case, everyone is not surprised.
After all, in the previous competition, Lin Xuan's strength had surpassed Zhang He and Chen Yu.
Soon, the two entered the ring.
After Zhang Ping announced the start, the two fought.
In order to win, Zhang He played against Lin Xuan and won first place.
In this game, I don't keep my hands, and do my best.
Chen Yu tried to compete for second place, and she did her best.
However, the two were originally among the four geniuses of Qingyu City.
The difference in strength was not very striking.
Zhang He did not want to expose his hole cards first.
For a while, the two were completely stuck together, regardless of superiority or superiority.
The battle was fierce.
All the spectators around watched attentively, and exclaimed straightforwardly.
However, in terms of shock level, it was still much lower than the previous battle that Lin Xuan spiked Wu Qili.
Before I knew it, ten minutes passed.
After all, Zhang He had a greater and superior advantage.
A few more minutes passed.
Zhang He made a full shot and flew Chen Yu and won.
For a while up to second position.
Zhang Ping announced:
“In this game, Zhang He wins.
Rest for half an hour before proceeding to the next one. "
Zhang Ping's color was still heavy, and there was no sign of excitement over Zhang He's victory.
The defeat of Chen Yu was a natural and unworthy thing to be grateful for.
If he could defeat Lin Xuan, he should be eager to celebrate.
However, even a duel against Chen Yu was extremely difficult.
It was hard to imagine what the next battle was like against Lin Xuan.
Even if Zhang Ping was in charge of the City Lord Palace, he wasn't too optimistic about Zhang He's situation in the next duel.
Zhang He's eyes were filled with warfare, After glancing at Lin Xuan, he descended from the ring and returned to the stands to rest and recuperate.
Lin Xuan sneered at this.
Soon, another half hour passed.
Zhang Ping announced loudly:
"In the second game, Lin Xuan vs. Zhang He!"'s!"
In an instant, the court became silent.
As if holding their breath, everyone on the field focused on Lin Xuan and Zhang He, waiting for them.
This is probably the most intense of these competitions.
It's also a competition for first place.
Very much looking forward to.
Under everyone's attention, Lin Xuan and Zhang He stood in the stands.
After a while, they all came into the ring and looked at each other.
Zhang He glanced at the two men with heavy faces, and said:
"Test starts!"
Immediately retreat to the side, waiting for the next battle.
Lin Xuan's expression was indifferent, but he didn't act directly.
His gaze swept over Zhang He.
Huh!
"Name: Zhang He."
"Base of Cultivation: The Early Stage of the Enlightenment."
"Talent: high-level cultivation talent, low-level strength talent, and low-speed talent."
"Smartial arts: Zhenshanquan (second-level upper class, Xiaocheng) ... Boiling skills (upper grade level two, introductory, incomplete) ..."
"Personal Treasure: Nothing."
Looking at Zhang He's attribute panel, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered as he thought.
"Ding, consume 1000 energy points, copy successfully, and get [Boiling Skill (Second Class, In, Incomplete)."
The announced use.
A faint warm current flowed past him.
A playful smile flashed across Lin Xuan's eyes.
"It turns out that this incomplete blood martial art was Zhang He's trump card."
His appearance is still as usual.
He had mastered this boiling skill.
It was generally known that he could boil vitality and blood in exchange for short-term powerful strength.
But Lin Xuan was still unmoved.
Many of his talents had surpassed Zhang He, coupled with various high-level martial arts.
Even if Zhang He were to urge this bloody martial art and his strength surged, he still did not care.
You can use this to get more energy points.
Lin Xuan's expression became pensive.
Moreover, the level of this blood martial art was beyond his expectations.
Although displayed as a Tier 2, only a thousand energy points were required for a Tier 3 treasure to be copied.
It could be seen that his strength should be comparable to a third level martial art.
It seemed that the power of the blood martial arts was far from comparable to the same level.
Although it could only break for a short time, it could not be booed.
You have to be careful when you face it in the future.
And this was just breath, no one noticed anything.
up ahead.
Zhang He's face was serious, curling his hands:
"Lin Xuan, you are so strong!
However, if you want to defeat me, it is not that simple! "
Among Zhang He's words, there was no meaning to victory.
It can be seen that even with that hole card, there is no certainty about the opening and closing.
Lin Xuan smiled sincerely as he looked at this.
This combination is really a good person, and now I'm starting to give him energy points.
But how did you get to the end?
Send more energy points.
As a price, I won't hurt you seriously.
In the show, he did not understand sensuality.
"really? Try that?"
Lin Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he let out a punch.
"But Jade Fist!"
His fists soared, and the air exploded wherever they passed by, and his strength was incredible.
Compared to Wu Qili's previous punch, it was slightly stronger.
Its speed was extremely fast, as if it had turned into a series of shadows, there was no way to avoid it.
"It's good!"
Zhang He flocked and sent it off with a single punch.
"Kiminghanquan!"
His fists were also ferocious and unusual.
This was his strongest punch, except for the last hole card.
He also wanted to try, how big was the distance between himself and Lin Xuan.
Under the attention of everyone on the field, the two fists attacked each other.
the explosion!
There was a loud sound.
It spread out in all directions, giving rise to airwaves.
This time, Lin Xuan was still trembling, and standing still, nothing happened.
On the other hand, Zhang He's complexion changed slightly.
I just felt that a great power surged like a burst, far beyond what he could fight.
Stature unconsciously, back again and again.
He retreated tens of meters, and on the edge of the ring, he was barely stable and did not fall.
In a big game, only if you get out of the ring, or take the initiative to surrender, and one side has no resistance, can you be considered a winner.
At this point, Zhang He was about to fall, but he still kept it, not defeat.
But when everyone in the court saw this, they all sighed silently.
Fight regret and make judgments.
Lin Xuan's strength was clearly much stronger than Zhang He's.
This was a big match, it should have been Lin Xuan who won first place.
Everyone said calmly.
Zhang He wasn't bad, he was the only one who had received Lin Xuan's punch and was undefeated thus far.
Compared to the other students, they were much better.
Unfortunately, I met Lin Xuan.
It can only be defeated.
On the ring.
Lin Xuan looked at Zhang He at the edge of the ring, clenched his fists, and looked satisfied.
"This time, his strength is well mastered."