Gao Wu: Letting you take pictures, you wholesale supernatural powers?

Song Qinghuan's cold voice reached everyone's ears.

In an instant, the ice and snow that had originally frozen the entire arena melted instantly.

With Song Qinghuan as the center, only the last ten meters of frozen area remained.

And Hao Zhiming was kept within the ten meters range by her.

Without waiting for any chance for him to react.

Song Qinghuan's energy and blood erupted completely, and he cast his stray steps with his spear like a dragon.

This time, Hao Zhiming didn't dare to pause for a moment.

In desperation, he could only continue to resist with the long sword.

But even Jian Yu is an advanced martial art.

Song Qinghuan, who has mastered the Lost Step, seems to be somewhat stronger than him in hand-to-hand combat.

The two fought dozens of moves.

The audience in the Battle Hall did not dare to blink their eyes.

Everyone knew that it would take less than a hundred rounds for the two of them to decide the winner.

Song Qinghuan forced Hao Zhiming to stay within ten meters.

If you can't win within a hundred rounds, the next step will be a double deficit of vitality and mental power.

Hao Zhiming couldn't make any mistakes, but if Song Qinghuan seized the opportunity, it would be a one-shot decision.

The two men fought each other with guns and swords, and sparks shot out.

Following Song Qinghuan's more ferocious attacks.

Hao Zhiming fully realized that if this continues, he will be found by the opponent to win.

At this moment, he is very clear that he can't survive a hundred moves!

This scene.

Many viewers also saw it.

On the referee's seat, Deng Ji's eyes were deep: "Because of Su Yu, in fact, we have been ignoring Qing Huan."

"Her understanding of martial arts is rare in a hundred years!"

Feng Wan nodded: "There are only a hundred moves in the fight, and she has already seen through Hao Zhiming's thinking and habits of moves."

"Even if she doesn't use the advantage of Mi Zongbu, if the two fight in martial arts, she will win."

"However, there is no fairness in the duel between Tianjiao, and the ability is also their ability."

After the words fell, the other four nodded slightly in agreement.

The teacher of the team leader in the South Theater was relieved and held his breath.

He was completely unaware of the nails embedded in his palm at this moment.

Before this battle started, he never thought that Song Qinghuan could push Hao Zhiming to such a degree.

On the stage, Hao Zhiming's disadvantages are getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, the whole country and even the whole Blue Star are paying attention to this battle.

The Hao family in Nancheng.

The ancestor of the Hao family didn't seem to care much about winning or losing in the end.

Lying on the grand teacher's chair, he took a sip of tea leisurely, and said with a smile: "Today's battle, no matter whether you win or lose, is a battle that is priceless for Zhiming."

"The two children, Su Yu and Song Qinghuan, have helped this kid one after another. Our Hao family must remember this kindness."

"Otherwise, if it were you who taught me, I'm afraid I'd say it a thousand times, and it wouldn't be as great as the understanding brought about by these two battles."

On the side, the Patriarch of the Hao family nodded in agreement: "That's true, but do you think Zhiming can win?"

The patriarch of the Hao family shook his head: "In this game, it doesn't matter what the final outcome is."

"In my opinion, he has already lost to the kid Song Qinghuan."

"He comes from a small town in the northwest, unlike our Hao family, who also has the spirit of refining the spirit to improve his spiritual power."

"Relying on the resources of an ordinary high school, it's a close fight with Zhiming now. This kid has already won too much."

As he said that, he looked at the Patriarch of the Hao family with deep eyes again.

"So you understand now, why those few decided that after the college entrance examination, all the resources should be obtained by the juniors themselves?"

"They are not trying to limit the development of our family."

"It's because of being helped up step by step, and it will never be as powerful as savage growth and rise."

......

The west.

The God of Zeus cast his eyes on the half-kneeling blond boy in the temple.

"Hall, if you were to face the two of them, would you have the confidence to win?"

The blond boy raised his head, his golden eyes revealed a determined expression: "My God, Hall, the son of the God of War, is not afraid of anyone."

He stared at the two people fighting on the screen: "Hall is confident that with a hundred moves, he can take their heads off."

The God of Zeus shook his finger: "No, you have to remember that they are also of the same race, and the alien race is where you should kill."

"Hall remember!"

......

on the ring.

The two fought several more rounds.

At this moment, Hao Zhiming looked extremely embarrassed.

Several times, Song Qinghuan's spear almost pierced his heart.

At that moment when everyone in the Battle Hall dared not breathe.

Puff!

Song Qinghuan's spear finally pierced Hao Zhiming's chest.

Seeing this, the leader of the Southern War Zone felt his heart directly in his throat.

Everyone can't take their eyes off it!

Hao Zhiming, whose spear pierced through his chest, suddenly abandoned his sword and grabbed Song Qinghuan's spear with both hands.

Song Qinghuan yelled inwardly that it was not good, and immediately threw away his gun and punched.

The moment she punched Hao Zhiming's face.

Hao Zhiming, with blue veins on his forehead, showed a slight smile.

Space shuttle!

In the end, he got used to Song Qinghuan's frozen space and broke the blockade.

The spear fell to the ice.

Hao Zhiming appeared not far away.

He clutched his chest, mobilized his blood and began to heal his wounds.

"Hao Zhiming won!"

"? Isn't this over yet?"

"It's useless, Song Qinghuan's mental strength has almost bottomed out, and his vitality is almost the same."

"Although Hao Zhiming broke through the blockade, he consumed most of his energy and blood."

"But because he has been defending and has no offensive pressure, he obviously still has energy left."

"Now as long as Song Qinghuan's ability disappears, Hao Zhiming will win."

"That's true, should I say it or not, the two are really fighting!"

"I thought the duel between Su Yu and Gao Xi was already fierce enough, but I didn't expect Song Qinghuan and Hao Zhiming to be even fiercer."

Hao Zhiming sat down cross-legged and began to recover.

Song Qinghuan was so depressed that she also half-knelt on the ground.

It's just that when she half-kneeled.

The ice and snow around her disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, she picked up the spear on the ground and threw it violently.

It is said that Hao Zhiming can win as long as he waits.

She wants to fight again.

This sudden attack and killing.

Let everyone in the auditorium subconsciously stand up.

A hundred birds face the phoenix, the last shot, a hundred birds face the phoenix!

The spear is like a phoenix, carrying ice and snow, as if carrying a hundred birds to attack Hao Zhiming.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Hao Zhiming, who had always been on guard in his heart, immediately urged the little mental power left to use the space shuttle.

But this time, his ability was invalid again.

Song Qinghuan left ice and snow on his body time and time again.

It has spread all over his body silently.

"The space can no longer be blocked, but the last bit of mental power blocks you, there is no problem."

The exhaustion of mental strength, energy and blood reached the bottom, and Song Qinghuan fell down directly.

At the same time, the flying spear pierced Hao Zhiming's chest.

This time, I didn't miss another half inch.

The light of the arena body shield emerged.

It was Hao Zhiming who was sent out of the ring!

Everyone stood up and fought in the martial arts hall. At this moment, everyone can't wait to rush to the ring immediately!

After a dead silence, the cheers shook the sky!