Chapter 459 Xu Fang, Zhe Luo's Nightmare
"Great!"
"This Chinese woman is really good. This is her tenth consecutive win!"
"Her dragon is just a fake dragon. How can it be so strong? Did it mutate?"
In the dragon fighting field, Jiang Shaoxu and the white-winged fake dragon once again threw their opponents off the stage, announcing the victory of this game.
Only one step away from the championship reward, the Abyss Dragon Mirage!
The last contestant came on stage with a bitter face, looking at the one man and one dragon on the opposite side who were still fighting vigorously, and his mouth was a little bitter.
Damn... Originally, everyone was playing an entertainment game of "friendship first, competition second", but you, a woman, secretly rolled inward?
His dragon is an ice-attributed sub-dragon, which he just asked from the family to show off. Although it is very powerful, there is no tacit understanding at all.
It's like playing King of Fighters. Crazy Yasha and Orochi are awesome, but if the players who control them are idle and mess up, there is no way they can win!
But since he is here, with so many people watching, he can only bite the bullet and go in.
"Matthew, we are all from British families, so don't lose face!"
"That's right, Matthew, we're counting on you!"
"Such a strong sub-dragon, you can command it to victory even if you give it a bun!"
This was too vicious, Matthew couldn't help but turned around and cursed: "Zhao!"
Don't yell at me here! If you can do it, do it!
Especially in the middle, there are those who were defeated by Jiang Shaoxu, but now they put on a lonely hero look of "I tried my best, the world is up to you"... Shit!
"Both sides get ready!"
"Three! Two! One..."
"Wait!"
A voice suddenly sounded at the scene, and before everyone could react, a green whirlwind rose from the field.
Matthew didn't stand well for a while, and fell to the ground directly.
"Roar!" The white-winged pseudo-dragon stood above Jiang Shaoxu at the first time, using its body to protect Jiang Shaoxu.
"I remember you, Jiang Shaoxu... Where is Xu Fang?" The green wind dissipated, and a green-haired figure stood proudly.
"Zhe Luo?"
"It's Zhe Luo! How could Zhe Luo come here!"
"Zhe Luo! Zhe Luo! Zhe Luo!"
In the UK, Zhe Luo's popularity is terrifying, not inferior to Grand Duke Irene at all.
This can be seen from the enthusiastic reaction of the audience, the cheers are even about to overturn the dome!
"Where is Xu Fang?" Zhe Luo said coldly.
"Do you want to fight?" Jiang Shaoxu narrowed her eyes. After advancing to the super level, her mind magic can teach this green-haired man a lesson in minutes!
"Since you are here, Xu Fang must be here!" Zhe Luo bumped back and forth in several places, and was already upset: "Xu Fang! Xu Fang, come out! Xu Fang you..."
"Why are you yelling, crying at your father's grave!"
Xu Fang's impatient voice was enhanced by the sound magic, and it suppressed Zhe Luo's voice at once, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone at the scene.
Afraid that they wouldn't understand, he even used the international language.
Zhe Luo laughed instead of getting angry: "Xu Fang, I want to challenge you, right here!"
"I'm busy." Xu Fang waved his hands like he was shooing away flies: "Didn't you see my wife participating in the dragon fighting competition?"
"You want that prize, right?" Zhe Luo said: "Defeat me, this... Oh, this Sea Abyss Dragon Mirage is yours!"
At this time, Matthew just got up from the ground and met Zhe Luo's eyes directly: "Do you have any objections?"
"No, no, please!" Matthew shook his head frantically.
"That's right." Zhe Luo nodded with satisfaction.
Not only was his hooligan behavior not condemned, but it completely ignited the emotions of the scene, with cheers, screams and whistles.
"Silence." Xu Fang said lightly, and the whole audience fell silent in an instant: "Heh, you still want to make a noise so quietly?"
Zhe Luo's expression became serious: "Your sound magic is stronger... I want to fight with you even more!"
In the past year, Xu Fang has almost become his obsession.
Even when he got out of breath from meditation, the first thing that appeared in his mind was Xu Fang's arrogant smile!
When he fought with a spiritual mage from the German exchange group, he accidentally fell into the other party's spiritual illusion, and the picture deep in his mind was also Xu Fang beating him!
At this time, the head of the Hawthorne family also came on stage.
He rubbed his hands and smiled, and the meaning behind his words was that he wanted the two to fight.
What is the attraction of dragon fighting?
Primitive! Bloody! Tough collision!
Powerful high-level mages can certainly create such an effect, and even magic flying is more enjoyable.
But mages of this level usually think highly of themselves. Except for international competitions such as the World Academy Competition and the Hunter Competition, the rest are classified as "circus monkeys".
Finally, he has the opportunity in front of him, of course he doesn't want to miss it!
Zhe Luo looked at Xu Fang with burning eyes, but found that the other party squatted down and tapped the ground with his fingers.
"What are you doing?"
"See if it's strong." Xu Fang said casually, and stood up with satisfaction. This fighting field is much stronger than he thought.
In this case, the battle can end faster.
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The two sides duel, and the idle people leave.
In the huge fighting field, only Xu Fang and Zhe Luo are left.
"Wind slave domain!"
Zhe Luo took the lead in attacking, and the domain suddenly enveloped him. There was a surge of white airflow around him, constantly swirling.
Suddenly, there was a messy airflow under Xu Fang's feet, and the airflow swirled rapidly, turning into a violent hurricane!
"I have made some progress, but not much." Xu Fang said lightly. A cold mist filled the air around him, and in an instant, the hurricane tornado was frozen into a big torch ice cream.
"Pale and withered·Frozen coffin!"
The gray coffin rushed forward, and the frost wind it brought froze Zhe Luo's wind field, and crushed it fiercely in the next second!
"What kind of soul is this!?"
Zhe Luo felt the strong pressure from Xu Fang as soon as they fought.
The color of his eyeballs changed, and it turned into a completely chaotic color, which looked like a dark space without any stars!
"Chaos Gate!"
A chaotic and turbid surface appeared around him, including the gray coffin!
"In the past year, you have been making progress, and I have been making progress too!" Zhe Luo roared, as if venting his emotions: "Even if you were a light cannon at that time, I can block it now! Come on!"
"Come on."
Xu Fang followed suit, pointed to the sky with one hand, and constellations appeared one after another around him, converging into a long sword of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.
Zhe Luo's face changed drastically: "Super-class magic!?"
"If you answer correctly, there will be a prize." Xu Fang grinned and waved his hand fiercely: "Sacred Art·Demon Sword!"
The long sword that penetrated the sun fell down suddenly, illuminating the entire arena with a golden glow. Zhe Luo seemed to be facing the sharp blade no matter where he hid!
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and use the Chaos Gate to meet it, but at this moment he seemed a little powerless.
The black airflow emitted by the Chaos Surface, when it collided with the sword edge, quickly melted like snowflakes scorched by the scorching sun.
"Ah!!!"
Zhe Luo roared, he remembered the battle of the government————no, now it is more desperate than then.
He knew that Xu Fang did not use his full strength, and the 100-meter-high golden Dharma image did not appear at all.
But even so, the power of the Sacred Art·Demon Sword was not something he could resist.
The Chaos Surface sunk into a terrifying arc, and finally could not resist and completely collapsed, turning into countless fragments that were scattered and swallowed alive by the golden light.
In the audience, people watched this scene with tears in their eyes - it was simply because the light was too dazzling.