Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 311 Suppression!

Yao Sheng's words immediately made Liu Fei's cheeks even more smug, her beautiful eyes swept towards the elegant girl in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the high platform opposite, and she gritted her silver teeth slightly.

From a woman's point of view, even if she couldn't pick out any flaws in the other party's appearance, it was precisely because of the other party's perfection that she always held grudges. It is true that women are jealous.

When whispers were heard everywhere on the high platform, Su Qian slightly waved his hand at the referee's seat, and the voices of the audience were immediately lowered a lot.

"Since all the contestants have entered the stage, I announce that the competition to determine the top ten and the last places will officially begin!" Looking around, Su Qian's faint voice finally came under the expectation of countless people. And to.

As Su Qian's words fell, a boiling atmosphere immediately enveloped the entire square, with fiery eyes fixed on the two people in the field, they knew that perhaps the most exciting battle since the beginning of this competition , is about to explode.

In the arena, an extremely domineering aura erupted from Liu Qing's body after Su Qian's words. This aura was so strong that even the spectators who were far away from the battlefield had difficulty breathing. a feeling of.

I saw that Ning Luo's face remained calm.

The seal knot in the hand quickly knotted, and after a moment, white lightning surged out, and the sudden increase in temperature immediately blocked the spread of Liu Qing's strong momentum.

With a low shout in his heart, the white thunder and lightning that permeated his body was absorbed into his body with a bang, and as the thunder and lightning entered his body, Ning Luo's aura also rose.

Ning Luo tried his best to suppress his cultivation.

Before the Fallen Heart Flame riot, Ning Luo didn't want to expose his cultivation.

The distance of tens of meters was almost in the blink of an eye. In the field, the two approached instantly and looked at each other. The fighting spirit that could not be suppressed finally exploded and boiled at this moment!
The two figures, under the gaze of countless eyes, collided with each other like meteorites, causing a huge aftermath of battle energy.

"laugh!"

The long sword in his hand pierced the air like a black lightning, carrying a fierce wind that made the space fluctuate, and slashed down fiercely at Liu Qing, who was motionless like a mountain in front of him.

That force was so strong that even the air under the sword was expelled. The low sonic boom sounded like an explosion sounding underground, dull and penetrating.

The strong wind pressure forced Liu Qing's clothes to stick tightly to his skin, but his face was not moved by the fiercely slashed long sword, and his eyes looked at Yue Jia's long sword lightly.

When it was only half a sword away from his head, Liu Qing casually took a step towards the left.

The long sword fell with a bang, but it fell on Liu Qing's shoulder in an extremely dangerous manner, without any achievements, but at the moment when his attack failed, Liu Qing's left claw suddenly bent slightly, and then suddenly slapped towards the left direction.

The claws that seemed to be flapping randomly were extremely precise at the moment the long sword fell, and slapped on the blade, and suddenly, a powerful force surged out.

Like a kind of extremely sharp animal claws, with a shake of the arm, the sharp claws brought a gust of cold and sharp wind, and smashed hard at Ning Luo's chest.

When the long sword was swung away, Ning Luo also reacted instantly. His left hand flew away like lightning, and his five fingers were clenched tightly. The vigorous fighting spirit quickly gathered in the fist, and immediately struck out fiercely. They crashed together.

"Oh!"

A fist and a claw collided fiercely, and a low-pitched sonic boom sounded suddenly at the point of contact. A ripple of energy that made the space fluctuate burst out quickly, and finally spread out in all directions.

"Deng Deng."

The body trembled violently, and Liu Qing hurriedly stepped back. Every step he took would cause a tiny bit of crack to appear on the extremely hard floor.

A muffled groan sounded from Ning Luo's throat, and then he stomped his right foot fiercely. Immediately, the hard floor where he landed was instantly shattered into extremely small pieces.

And Ning Luo stood where he was, with extremely calm eyes.

It seems that no harm has been done.

At this time, everyone present was shocked.

"How is it possible? That Ning Luo was able to suppress Liu Qing?"

"It's incredible!"

"How could this be?"

Everyone was very surprised.

Liu Qing was also very surprised, but he immediately killed him again.

The palms suddenly bent into claws, and immediately the footsteps did not retreat but advanced, and a step came down with a bang. Some of the huge claws were wrapped in a pale golden fighting spirit, and they dipped slightly!

The five fingers were bent into a rather weird arc, and it happened that each finger was in contact with the long sword. A few ingenious relay points, coupled with the vigor of his own fighting spirit, could seem to easily receive Ning Luo's attack. Down.

The claws clamped the long sword, and the terrifying weight contained on it immediately made Liu Qing's face change.

The moment the long sword slid down, there was suddenly a slight low thunderclap resounding, Liu Qing frowned, and raised his head in an instant, a blurred black shadow appeared in the distance of the sword, like a ghost.

The fuzzy black shadow, with the help of the moment when Liu Qing lost his mind because of the Heavenly Sword, came in a flash, his five fingers were clenched tightly, and the battle energy in his body was running crazily at this moment.

"Thunder!"

A deep and low voice sounded suddenly, and Ning Luo punched Liu Qing with his fist fiercely. Halfway through the fist, the strong wind surged exponentially, and the endless low-pitched explosion sound, like firecrackers, rang in everyone's ears .

A smile appeared on his face, and Liu Qing's claws suddenly curled into a strange arc, and the pale golden fighting spirit lingered around his fingertips, and he shrank slightly, glowing with a cold glow.

"Big crack and split coffin claws!"

Looking at the two people in the arena who actually chose the most direct physical combat, there were bursts of exclamations in the stands, and everyone could see that the two of them had a lot of knowledge in close combat.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the punches and claws in the field, each containing extremely strong destructive power, finally slammed into each other!
"Oh!"

A loud blast of energy suddenly sounded in the field, and a ripple that could be called a storm of energy suddenly surged out from the point of contact between the two.

As the ripples passed, there was a continuous cracking sound from the floor, and cracks, like spider webs, spread rapidly from under the two of them.

The destructive power caused by the energy storm directly caused the sound of spitting in the stands. This is extremely pure physical power, and the destructive power is so terrifying.

In the area in the middle of the field, punches and claws seemed to stick together, and an invisible force was continuously released from the soles of the two people's feet. Then everyone saw that the extremely solid floor was rapidly cracking, and then turned into extremely small pieces. , and even in the end. The fragments were directly shaken into dust!
(End of this chapter)