Chapter 181 The Monster Long Haoyu Reappears with His Own Skills!

Lin Xin was a little panicked.

The intermittent spell failed to complete successfully.

The soles of his feet were cold as he looked at Long Haoyu, and the more he looked at him, the weirder he felt.

Everyone in the rest area also looked at Long Haoyu at this time. I had never seen a situation like Long Haoyu closing his eyes in the finals of the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition.

Because it was already the finals, many people from other temples came to the knight training ground. At this time, they all looked at Long Haoyu's performance in surprise.

Some people who had watched Long Haoyu compete in the preliminary round, like Lin Xin, had a slight twitch in the corner of their eyes.

"Is this kid creating his own skills again?"

On the referee's bench, Han Qian looked at Long Haoyu with a solemn expression, and could vaguely guess what Long Haoyu was doing.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. When these words fell on Lin Chen's ears, they seemed particularly harsh.

Lin Chen's eyes twitched and he looked at Han Qian without any concealment: "Han Qian, do you think this contestant named Long Haoyu created his own soul skills during the competition?"

"It's not certain, but it's very possible."

Han Qian muttered: "Haoyu, this kid, has many self-created skills. He is walking his own path as a disciplinary knight."

Lin Chen took a breath, and after making sure that he heard correctly, his eyes when he looked at Long Haoyu were even more shocked.

Walking his own path as a disciplinary knight, and having many self-created skills, is this definitely what a person who participates in the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition should have?

The self-created skills of knights are just like their magicians studying their own forbidden spells. Before their strength reaches the corresponding level, it is impossible to have so much practical experience and insights.

However, Long Haoyu, as a contestant in the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition, started to create his own skills in the arena at this time, and was he not the first skill to be created by himself?

evildoer! Absolute monster!

Lin Chen felt a little restless. He seemed to understand why he could succeed with Long Haoyu when he failed to change Lin Xin's things in the past.

It is truly extraordinary to be able to teach your grandson to attack magic even though he has a mental disorder!

Suddenly, an old voice sounded.

Yang Haoyu also came here this time. Although he knew that the Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition was not difficult for Long Haoyu, he also wanted to see how Long Haoyu performed in the competition.

Long Haoyu's performance now satisfies him.

As the number one disciplinary knight today, Yang Haoyu could see through the movement of spiritual power around Long Haoyu at a glance.

"Haoyu is indeed creating his own skills!"

"The spiritual power all over his body is operating in a very strange way, which is similar to the magic that Lin Xin, the contestant, just performed."

"Perhaps it was because of Lin Xin's magic that he gained some insights and started creating his own skills!"

Yang Haoyu's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his words were equivalent to authority, truly confirming things that Han Qian was uncertain about.

Without deliberately lowering his voice, Yang Haoyu's words were heard by everyone in the rest area, and Lin Xin who was on the trial ground also heard them.

He understood that Long Haoyu was creating his own skills at this moment, and that he was now going to be the guinea pig for Long Haoyu's own skills. His face turned green, rivaling his hair.

"Boss, you are really cruel."

"You promised not to kill me instantly. Feelings, you really didn't intend to kill me instantly, but you did want to make me a guinea pig!"

"Self-created skills. Is your self-created skill powerful this time? Is it possible for me to withstand it?"

Lin Xin yelled, trying to continue to activate magic, but his own spiritual power could not keep up.

Without any hesitation, crystal bottles flew out from his ring. He picked a few bottles and drank the elixirs inside without hesitation.

After taking the elixir, his spiritual power began to recover crazily.

Lin Xin felt the changes in himself and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, I have the medicine, otherwise the magic power will be exhausted, and I might not be able to withstand it now."

"I'm feeling much better now. After I recover, I feel like I should still be able to give it a try."

"Come on, boss, let the storm come harder!"

Lin Xin opened his hands, like a slut facing the sea, trying to embrace the world with his hands.

It's funny, Lin Xin didn't stop the movements of his hands, and after finishing the last sentence, he started mumbling again.

Taking advantage of Long Haoyu's realization at this time, he targeted this moment as the best opportunity to attack Long Haoyu, and maybe he could really defeat Long Haoyu.

"boom--"

At this time, the spiritual power all over Long Haoyu exploded.

The golden liquid spiritual power began to divide in his body.

It was like a path, corresponding to the movement of the spiritual power inside his body at this time.

Long Haoyu opened his eyes suddenly, like a wild tiger, the exquisite light in his eyes was filled with a suffocating flavor.

Qiang——

There is constant contention without front.

Long Haoyu held his hands on the hilt of the edgeless sword.

He did not take the initiative to attack Lin Xin, but grabbed Wu Feng and plunged him fiercely into the ring.

The ground of the trial ground was very hard, but the sharp blade was stabbed open like tofu, and half of the sword did not enter the trial ground.

There are many cracks on the cracked ground, spreading like spider webs.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Is this your self-created skill?"

Lin Xin finished chanting the magic spell and controlled a huge fireball to attack Long Haoyu. Looking at Long Haoyu's movements at this time, he couldn't help but become curious.

Long Haoyu did not answer Lin Xin directly. At this time, his state of mind was still immersed in the mystery of his own skills. The feeling of Lin Xin's magical attack made him in a very strange state at this time.

Although he did not get a verbal answer from Long Haoyu, Lin Xin saw great changes in the arena of the trial.

The crack should not have been very wide, but at this time, it directly opened the crack in most of the trial arena.

After careful sensing, you can even detect the spiritual power flowing in these cracks, as if Long Haoyu is using his own spiritual power to feed the ground back.

Lin Xin suddenly woke up when he discovered such a strange thing.

Just when he was about to say something, Long Haoyu's next move unfolded under his gaze.

Wu Feng pulled out a lot of the sword from the ground, and about a third of the sword was still submerged under the ground.

But as Wu Feng was pulled out a little, the spiritual power surging under the ring began to show signs of exploding.

At the same time, Long Haoyu's cold voice sounded: "Sword, rise!"