Chapter 145 Finals (3)

Seeing Su Yanyue winning consecutive games, Su Jinyue was also happy for him. Seeing that it was her turn, she walked up to the stage.

All the onlookers focused their attention on Su Jinyue, and their impression of Su Jinyue was extremely deep, especially the match between her and Luo Ying, which can only be described as wonderful. Therefore, they are looking forward to Su Jinyue's performance in this game.

"She and Su Yanyue on stage seem to both belong to Yigu. Do you think they will stop fighting again?"

"Probably not. The game is not a child's play. If you don't play one or two, then what to do with the hard work ahead."

"The words are reasonable, but if I meet someone from my sect, I won't necessarily fight."

"Both of them are so strong, it would be a pity if they didn't fight. I hope they can fight."

Under everyone's attention, Su Jinyue came to the stage, she smiled at Su Yanyue, "I admit defeat!" She had already made a decision, and naturally it would not change.

Hearing Su Jinyue's words, there was a burst of disappointment from the audience. Although many people had guessed that this would be the result, they couldn't help being a little disappointed when they heard Su Jinyue's words.

Su Jinyue walked off the stage and smiled at Zhan Yihan.

Zhan Yihan reached out and held Su Jinyue's hand, "I won't let you down." He will try his best to win the game, get the ten spirit stones, and give them to Jinyue.

Su Jinyue smiled and nodded, looking at Zhan Yihan's eyes full of trust, "I believe in you!" She will believe him for the rest of her life.

As the game progressed, the finalists for the finals were also decided. Although there were 123 people who participated in the finals, only five people were able to beat ten people in a row in the competition, but only five people entered the finals.

These five people are Zhan Yihan, Su Yanyue, Feng Hao, Jian Wushuang, and Yang Jun.

"Which of the five do you think will win the game?"

"As long as it's not that Feng Hao, anyone can."

"Zhan Yihan and Su Yanyue will definitely not fight, but I don't know which of them will stay."

"Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship is illusory and superb. I think he is more likely to win."

"Yang Jun's strength is also very strong, and he may be able to reach the end."

During the discussion, Feng Hao and Jian Wushuang stepped onto the stage. The two stood opposite each other. The clothes on their bodies were automatic without wind. Before the competition, everyone could feel the powerful aura they exuded.

Everyone focused their attention on the two of them, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement. The battle of the strong will definitely be more exciting.

Feng Hao and Jian Wushuang cupped each other's hands, and then attacked each other fiercely. At this last moment, there is no need to say much, just use your own strength to speak.

Feng Hao looked at Jian Wushuang, who was rushing over, with a bloodthirsty killing intent on the corner of his mouth. When Jian Wushuang's sword slid across his waist, there was a silent trace of black energy in the ring on his finger. It overflowed and slowly entered Jian Wushuang's body.

Jian Wushuang only fought against Feng Hao for a few moves. He felt that his soul was being torn apart by a force, as if the soul would be sucked away by that force in the next moment. How is this going?

Just when Jian Wushuang lost his mind, the short knife in Feng Hao's hand quickly sank into his body with a fierce force.

When Jian Wushuang reacted, it was too late when he wanted to dodge, he looked at Feng Hao unwillingly, and slowly fell to the ground. He had already looked down on Feng Hao, but he didn't expect to look down on him in the end.

Threads of black energy overflowed from the body of the dead Jian Wushuang, all of which were absorbed by the ring in Feng Hao's hand.

The battle ended so quickly, and everyone in the audience didn't even react.

"Yihan, you must be careful about his ring, the black qi that overflows can bind the soul." Su Jinyue looked at Zhan Yihan and said. When Feng Hao and Jian Wushuang were fighting, she had been paying attention to Feng Hao's ring, the overflowing black air made her eyes extremely uncomfortable. But fortunately, her eyes have been upgraded, otherwise the black gas will definitely hurt her eyes.

Zhan Yihan nodded, "Don't worry, I won't be careless." The exercises he cultivated were cultivation techniques, and it was not that easy for those black qi to bind his soul.

Looking up at the stage, Feng Hao and Yang Jun are fighting fiercely.

It's just that the two of them didn't take a few moves, and Yang Jun's expression changed, and then, just like Jian Wushuang before, he was easily beheaded by Feng Hao.

Seeing that Feng Hao killed his opponent in two consecutive games, everyone in the audience began to criticize Feng Hao again.

Especially the sects of those who were killed by Feng Hao were eager to rush up and smash Feng Hao to pieces.

Seeing the fierce reaction from the crowd, the organizer could only speak a few words to appease the crowd, and at the same time warned Feng Hao again. After all, this is the final final, and the game still has to go on.

Zhan Yihan took the stage and stood opposite Feng Hao, looking at Feng Hao coldly. For someone like Feng Hao, he would never stay.

"Then let's start!" Feng Hao smiled coldly and attacked Zhan Yihan. In his eyes, Zhan Yihan and the Su Yanyue who didn't play are already dead. Those companions with them, he will also clean up one by one tonight. This time, he came to participate in the exchange meeting to collect souls. Naturally, the more the better.

Zhan Yihan met Feng Hao and fought against him.

"With Feng Hao's cruel methods, that Zhan Yihan may also be more fortunate."

"How could the Yinyue faction have a disciple like Feng Hao? I really want to join other sects to destroy him."

"Zhan Yihan's strength is very strong. I hope he can kill Feng Hao, the devil." While everyone in the audience was worried about Zhan Yihan, they also hoped that Zhan Yihan could kill Feng Hao.

Feng Hao was punched in the chest by Zhan Yihan and took a few steps back, a trace of blood slowly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Zhan Yihan gloomily, "Zhan Yihan, don't be complacent, it's your time of death soon." He has been paying attention to Zhan Yihan's battles before, knowing that Zhan Yihan is a formidable opponent, but he Unexpectedly, Zhan Yihan's strength has exceeded his expectations. With just a few tricks, Zhan Yihan injured him. Originally, he wanted to play with Zhan Yihan, but now it seems that there is no need for that. Since Zhan Yihan was so eager to court death, he would fulfill him.

He attacked Zhan Yihan again, and at the same time, strands of black air lingered out of the ring.

Su Jinyue was worried about Zhan Yihan when she saw the black gas leaking from the ring. Also cold, there must be nothing wrong!