Chapter 147 10 Decisive Games (Part 2)

Anya is not a simple warrior. Like Ye Yinzhu, she is also a magician and a martial artist. As the owner of the bloodline of the Elf Queen, her talents are completely different from those of humans. The balance of magic and fighting spirit can be said to be the best in the entire Qin Dynasty now. Apart from Ming, the strongest person in the city who is a level 10 monster, even Zi can barely compete with Anya when he reveals his true form.

Ye Li was extremely surprised. Seeing Anya suddenly flying into the air, he immediately understood the meaning of her words. He made a decision immediately, shouted loudly, and stood up. The purple bamboo fighting energy spurted out, sending his body straight towards Anya was rising in the air and chased after her. The purple bamboo sword in her hand turned into a thousand purple rainbows, attacking Anya like a waterfall rewinding.

Seeing this situation, Ye Yinzhu, who was the referee on the side, knew that his grandfather had lost. The first combat method he had just implemented for the Qincheng soldiers was actually used on his grandfather. In terms of fighting skills and exquisite martial arts, I am afraid that even ten Anya cannot compare with grandpa. However, the essential strength gap between the two is too big. Compared with the second-level purple level and the eighth-level purple level, there is absolutely a world of difference!

Sure enough, Anya, who was flying into the air, saw Ye Li attacking her and had no intention of dodging. She made the simplest downward movement with her hands. In an instant, deep purple light spurted out from her hands. The deep purple that is close to black is like an indestructible barrier, completely blocking the sword light flying from below.

Circles of intense purple light bloomed in the air, like the most dazzling purple fireworks. A series of rapid roars sounded in mid-air. Ye Yinzhu could clearly see it. Grandpa looked at Anya's deep purple light as it pressed down. . The purple bamboo sword in his hand actually condensed all the fighting energy from here before. They gathered in a spiral shape and formed a huge vortex that swept away.

"Whirlpool Bamboo Kill?" Ye Yinzhu blurted out. Of course he knew about this Whirlpool Bamboo Killing Slash. It was one of the strongest three moves of the Ao Bamboo Sword Technique. He was really ashamed that he, who had also reached the purple level, could not perform any of the three ultimate attacks.

A strange scene appeared. The huge purple vortex suddenly tilted when it hit the purple-black light curtain. Only one edge of the vortex was in contact with the light curtain, and the harsh friction sound was like a saw blade cutting rapidly. A series of purple sparks kept colliding together from there, and bright and dark purple fighting energy burst out.

Much to Anya's surprise. She was shocked to find that her fighting spirit was at least six levels stronger than Ye Li's, and she actually produced an extremely intense heat under the intense cutting. The purple-level eighth-level fighting spirit that he had been cut into showed signs of fragmentation.

That's a six-level gap! Of course Anya knew how terrifying it would be if her fighting spirit was broken and she fell into the whirlpool. Although she had already guessed how powerful Donglong's Eight Sect martial arts were. However, the estimate is still slightly insufficient.

However, the level gap is really too big. If the gap is within the third level, Ye Li can defeat almost any opponent. But the gap between him and Anya was six levels.

Anya's eyes turned deep purple almost at the moment when the Dou Qi light curtain was about to break.

next moment. Another strange purple halo was released from her body. This time it was no longer fighting spirit, but magic. Mid-air. Without any soil to rely on, countless dark purple vines as thick as arms spurted down, like countless giant sticks blasting towards Ye Li's swirling bamboo to kill.

With a sound like breaking glass, the purple-level eighth-level defensive light curtain was completely destroyed by the Whirlpool Bamboo Killing Slash, but Ye Li's upward momentum also slowed down a lot. next moment. A heart-wrenching sound of cutting resounded in the huge whirlpool, and the whirlpool of purple-gleaming bamboo shadows devoured the dark purple vines at an unparalleled speed.

Whether it's magic or fighting spirit. Unable to stop the tyranny of the purple vortex, the people watching the battle in Qin City in the distance couldn't help but take a breath. Only now did they understand why Ye Yinzhu was so cautious when he warned them. The three golden Behemoths who were standing next to Zi and turned into human forms were all speechless at this time. Although they boast of amazing defense capabilities. But looking at the tyrannical light slash, I couldn't help but feel shocked. No matter how strong Golden Behemoth's defense was, it couldn't be compared to the purple-level eighth-level fighting spirit. Even the fighting spirit of the eighth level purple level can't compete, let alone their defense.

However, no matter how powerful the Uzumaki Bamboo Slash is, the level gap is still too big. With the help of the counter-shock force generated by the magic's downward pressure, Anya's speed of flying upwards suddenly increased, and in the blink of an eye she was out of the range enveloped by the whirlpool bamboo killing slash. Two groups of different shades of purple suddenly dispersed. Anya turned around in the air and looked at Ye Li who began to fall downwards, with a hint of horror in her eyes.

Only Anya herself knew how dangerous that moment was. Once Ye Li's Whirlpool Bamboo Slash broke into the defense before she released her magic, she wouldn't even have a chance to fight back. The terrifying strangulation power of Uzumaki Bamboo Kill completely ignored the level gap between the two.

Ye Li's body was falling with his head raised, and his eyes were full of unyielding light on his old and simple face. Although he knew he was weaker than his opponent, he was never a person willing to lose. The truth was cruel, Ye Li knew that he had failed after all.

When Ye Li put his feet on the ground and Anya was enveloped in a dark purple halo in mid-air, everyone knew that the battle was over. The huge gap in levels coupled with Anya's dual cultivation of magic and martial arts. Ye Li had no chance. On the ground, he could only become the target of Anya's attack.

Ye Li was still so calm. Turning to Ye Yinzhu, he said calmly: "I lost."

Ye Yinzhu took a deep look at his grandfather, and he found that although Ye Li was a little unwilling to fail, there was a light of relief deep in his eyes. Of course, this profound meaning can only be seen by him at a close distance.

Although Taishang Weiming was a little unwilling because Ye Li lost the competition, he was more shocked by Anya's cultivation. He never expected that among the four foreign races in Qin City, there was a super strong person like Anya. By. Purple level eighth level, that is a strength that the entire Donglong Eight Sects do not have! With such a powerful alien race, it is no wonder that Ye Yinzhu cannot completely control them. At this time, Taishang Elder Weiming somewhat understands Ye Yinzhu's arguments.

Now that the competition has been decided, it can only go on. When Ye Yinzhu announced Anya's victory in the second game, he originally thought that the third person ordered by Taishang Weiming to appear would be his grandmother or grandfather, but the order To his surprise, the third person from the Eight Donglong Sects to appear was Wu Dao, the leader of the Painting Sect among the Four Magic Sects.

Wu Dao's appearance when he walked into the battlefield was also very strange. He was holding a huge magic wand in his hand, or a huge pen. The two-meter-long giant pen was much taller than his height. The entire pen body is made of unknown materials. It is brown in color, but the bristles at the end of the pen are milky white. His expression is very calm, and he even has a slight smile in his casualness. Ye Yinzhu secretly thought something bad. . He had seen a lot of Hua Zong's weird magic from Ma Liang. Compared with the leader of the Painting Sect, Ma Liang's strength is obviously much worse. He really can't think of anyone in Qincheng who can compete with the endless summons of the Painting Sect.

Something extremely unexpected happened to Ye Yinzhu. The person from Qincheng's side who came out to join the battle turned out to be a red figure. The monkey-like appearance looked a bit ridiculous, but among the red, its eyes shone like purple gold.

Red spirit? Anya and Zi actually sent red spirits to fight? Ye Yinzhu was dumbfounded as he watched Chi Jing Hong Ling jumping to the center of the battlefield. For a moment, he couldn't understand why Anya and the others would do this. Release the water? Impossible, it concerns the future stability of Qincheng. How could they let go under such circumstances? Even the battle with grandpa just now was fought under fair conditions, and they defeated grandpa. When the leader of the Painting Sect, who had nothing to do with them, came to fight, there was no chance that they would let go.

Ye Yinzhu was surprised, and Wu Dao, the leader of the Painting Sect, was even more surprised, because he didn't know what the World of Warcraft sent by the Qincheng side was. Originally, Donglong Bazong rarely came into contact with World of Warcraft, and even those who had a Warcraft Contract Very rarely, their energy is not only used in cultivation, but also in studying Donglong ancient martial arts and the magic of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting they created. Seeing the red spirit jumping over, coupled with its aura that didn't have any powerful feeling, Wu Dao became cautious instead. In his opinion, the more ordinary an enemy looks on the surface, the more powerful it is likely to be. Just like Anya just now, she looks like a twenty-nine beauty on the surface, but she possesses the tyrannical strength of ninth level purple level.

The red spirit quickly arrived in front of its opponent, ignoring Wu Dao. Instead, it looked at Ye Yinzhu, with hope and desire in its eyes, "Lord Qin Emperor, are you okay? I salute you." As he spoke, Hong Ling knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Ye Yinzhu. He respects Ye Yinzhu from the bottom of his heart, and the period since entering Qin City can be said to be the happiest days in his life. Here, he does not have to worry and is protected by the strongest masters in Qin City at all times. , the rare ores it finds are its first enjoyment. Although the four major races in Qincheng are strong, everyone respects it very much. Such wonderful days make Hongling not only satisfied, but moved, and what he is doing now Everything you have is given by Ye Yinzhu! ——

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