Spirit pet creation simulator

The rest time passed quickly. With the help of his own self-healing speed and the elixir, Ye Qianxing's body had returned to normal.

The audience had arrived early. The next game was about the final result. How could they miss it.

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Among the last three players, whether it is Ye Qianxing, Jian Shiyi or Yao Xingchen, they are very optimistic, and they really want to see which one can win the final victory.

"The time is almost up. Let the remaining three contestants come on stage and draw lots to choose their opponents. Since there are three of you, one of you will have a bye."

Chief, Emperor Yao and Zuo Shi are still sitting there.

Emperor Yao's expression was calm, as if what happened more than an hour ago had never happened at all.

The Zuohun envoy, on the other hand, had been staring at Ye Qianxing coldly after he stepped onto the stage, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Ye Qianxing naturally felt it, but he didn't care.

As if nothing happened, he randomly drew a lot.

"Who do you think will be the lucky guy who gets a bye?"

Zhou Lang walked to Ye Qianxing and asked softly.

Ye Qianxing smiled, opened the note in his hand, and said.

"No need to ask, it must be Yao Xingchen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the note was opened.

Above it is the word "war".

Zhou Lang also quickly opened the note. Like Ye Qianxing, it had the word "war" in it.

"The note with the word "war" written on it is the two sides that need to fight. An empty note means a bye."

Emperor Yao also explained in time.

Ye Qianxing had already guessed that Emperor Yao knew that he and Zhou Lang had a special relationship, so he would definitely make some small moves to arrange for them to fight first, so that Yao Xingchen could be in perfect condition to prepare for the finals.

"Please ask the contestants who have a bye to come off the stage and wait. The participating parties will stay on the stage. The game will start immediately."

The referee announced.

Yao Xingchen held the ball of paper in his hand tightly, with veins popping out in his hand. He seemed to be struggling, but in the end he chose to step down.

He came down from the direction where Ye Qianxing was. When he passed by Ye Qianxing, Yao Xingchen said in a very low voice.

"I'm sorry, I have to win this battle. →"

After saying that, he left.

Ye Qianxing was slightly startled. Is he apologizing to himself?

It seems that Yao Xingchen is also a self-respecting genius and does not want to win by this method.

However, he was helpless as his father ordered the emperor to obey his orders.

"At least, you can let me take a good look at you."

Ye Qianxing thought in his mind.

Yao Xingchen stepped down, and only two brothers, Ye Qianxing and Zhou Lang, were left on the fully restored fighting stage.

Some viewers who knew that they had a good relationship didn't dare to blink and wanted to see how this brotherly battle would turn out.

Will one of them admit defeat for the other, or will the brothers break up for the final victory?

"Brother Xing, speaking of which, we haven't fought yet, right?"

Zhou Lang suddenly said.

Ye Qianxing smiled slightly.

"Yes, this is a good opportunity, how about we practice some skills?"

"Okay, Brother Xing, maybe you don't know that I have always regarded you as a god-like existence in the past, and I have always regarded surpassing you as the motivation for my efforts. Therefore, today's battle is the one I have dreamed of. I hope you Don't hold back."

After Zhou Lang finished speaking, he pulled out the sword from behind, and the sword made a sword roar.

The sword soul emerged from Zhou Lang's body and injected into the sword.

"bring it on."

Ye Qianxing also took out the Thunder Sword. Since Zhou Lang told him not to hold it back, he naturally wouldn't hold it back.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

The two of them rushed forward at the same time, both at an extremely fast speed. Many people could not even see clearly the trajectory of their running.

In just a blink of an eye, the two met.

The sound of billiard balls clanking...the sound of the clash of the sword and the sword resounded throughout the square.

The sword is blessed by the sword soul possessed by the sword, and the Raikiri Sword itself is an eighth-grade immortal weapon. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Zhou Lang's attack was indeed with all his strength, and every sword released his fierce sword energy.

Ye Qianxing couldn't even block all the sword energy with the thunder sword, and the overflowing sword energy cut his skin.

However, Ye Qianxing has already activated his golden and indestructible body, and his skin is as indestructible as gold and stone.

Although Zhou Lang's sword energy was sharp and had the power to divide gold and rubble, most of its power was blocked by the Leiqie Sword, and the rest could not hurt Ye Qianxing at all.

boom! ! !

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Zhou Lang finally struck with a heavy sword. Ye Qianxing had already predicted it and raised the thunder sword horizontally.

With a bang, the two swords collided, and huge power was released.

Finally, the two men who had been fighting in close combat were pushed back several meters.

"Brother Xing, be careful!"

Zhou Lang suddenly shouted and jumped into the air. The sword condensed powerful sword intent and slashed down.

A ray of starlight sword light shot towards Ye Qianxing.

It's one of his skills, Falling Star!

Falling Star is extremely powerful, and one of its most important abilities is to shock the enemy's mind and make them fearful.

Seeing the sword light that looked like a falling star, Ye Qianxing was shocked for a moment, feeling as if the end of the world had come.

"Lingyou Dimingyan."

Ye Qianxing hurriedly used his remaining consciousness to activate the underworld flames to guard his soul sea.

A refreshing feeling came over me, just like drinking a can of iced cola on a hot summer day.

In one word, refreshing!