990: C990 The Battle of the First Name

C990 The Battle of the First Name

If he could win and enter the finals with Xu Buruo, how could he be considered "okay"?

The smile on Cheng Bining's beautiful face slowly bloomed. Although she usually maintained her haughty look, but at this moment, she could no longer hold it back.

At this point, what was there to be dissatisfied with?

If nothing unexpected happened in the finals, there was a high chance that Chu Yun would be able to take first place.

A hundred years ago, a hundred years later.

The Tour Hall won the first place in the Dragon Gate Conference with two people.

No matter where he put it, it was an unbelievable matter.

To those powerful forces, the Luofu was merely a small city in a remote corner, and the Patrolling Hall was a place that had been in decline for a long time, so there was no need to put it in their eyes.

However, they didn't expect that it was this small power that no one noticed that had emerged from the ranks of the Dragon Gate Conference.

This honor was unique within the entire Holy Kingdom of Yaochi.

There were many powers in the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, and no one had ever been able to obtain first place in two consecutive times.

Even someone as powerful as the Seven Palaces of the Jade Lake Sect had failed.

However, he had managed to do it.

Cheng Bining was already unable to say anything, the smile on her face was as bright as a flower.

"Hallmaster, we are only a breath away from the top ranking; it won't be too late for me to be happy once I've won the first place!"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows, teasing his.

On the other side, Song Xinghui and Fang Luo were already standing on the stage, competing with each other in the semifinals.

Actually, there wasn't much suspense in this battle.

Although Song Xinghui was also a Heaven's Pride of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, he was still a little far from Xu Buruo, Hua Feilong and the others.

As for Fang Luo, he had a lot of cards up his sleeves, so it was obvious that he was stronger than Hua Feilong.

No matter what, Song Xinghui was not a match for Fang Luo.

But now that he had reached this step, he had to continue no matter what.

Even if he knew he wasn't a match, he still had the determination to fight until the end.

After all, he did not only represent himself, he also represented the face of the Song Residence.

"Your Highness, after you!"

Song Xinghui stood on stage and spoke to Fang Luo in a serious tone.

Fang Luo nodded his head, and said in a clear voice: "This battle between us, no matter what the result is, the final name will always be Chu Yun. But since that's the case, we must also go all out in this battle, and must not disgrace the reputation of the Dragon Gate Conference! "

When Song Xinghui heard this, his expression was somewhat amazed.

Even Fang Luo thinks that Chu Yun will win?

Even the normally aloof seventeenth prince admitted that he was no match for Chu Yun?

The astonishment in Song Xinghui's heart was not to be trifled with.

But soon, he came back to his senses, nodded deeply, and said, "Good, we will not disgrace the reputation of the Dragon Gate Conference!"

Two waves of air exploded, twisting the sky and charging into the sky.

The two figures collided against each other, emitting a deafening thunderous sound.

Below the stage, countless cultivators had strange expressions as they looked at each other.

Did Fang Luo's words mean that he was aware that he was no match for Chu Yun?

What kind of temperament did Chu Yun possess?

Even the extremely arrogant Fang Luo admitted that he was no match for his!

"Chu Yun, did you hear that? He said that he's not your opponent."

Mu Tu grinned, feeling that it was really magical.

He hadn't even entered the finals yet and he had already admitted defeat. He had never seen anything like this before.

A smile hung at the corner of Chu Yun's mouth as he said indifferently: "I don't know exactly how many trump cards he has, so he might not win."

"No, you have to win!"

At this time, Song Ziqi angrily ran over; obviously, he had heard what Chu Yun had just said.

"If you don't win, I'll …"

Song Ziqi blushed a little. What she wanted to say was, if Chu Yun didn't win, then the first name would be Fang Luo's.

After Fang Luo obtained the first place, it meant that he had to marry him.

Therefore, Song Ziqi was obviously unhappy.

"Don't worry, I've taught you the blessings of a lifetime. Can I disappoint you?"

Chu Yun blinked his eyes and smiled at Song Ziqi.

Song Ziqi's face was pink, as if blood was going to drip out of his ears.

This bastard, what did he mean by giving his life's happiness to him? This was utter nonsense.

Chu Yun knew that the Third Young Miss of the Song Clan was shameless, so he only teased her a little. He raised his head again and looked at the battle on the stage.

The battle continued for about half an hour. After all, Fang Luo's technique was better than hers, so he was confident that he could win the battle.

After Song Xinghui was eliminated, his expression did not change, but was instead filled with excitement.

After fighting with experts, one would be able to clearly recognize their own inadequacies. As long as they worked hard in the future, they would definitely be able to become more comprehensive.

Fang Luo stood on the stage, his expression indifferent: "Your strength is considered not bad, but your combat experience is still lacking, and you lack fresh blood to temper yourself. In the future, if you pay more attention to these areas, you will definitely be able to rise another level."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Song Xinghui's eyes lit up. He originally had some doubts in his heart, but after getting a detailed explanation, he felt that his mind was clear and his body and mind was clear.

"Sure enough."

A faint smile hung on Chu Yun's lips. Song Xinghui's strength could not be considered at the top of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, so it was normal for him to lose to Fang Luo.

Fang Luo's strength was unfathomable.

He should be even more difficult to deal with than the [Peak of Life and Death Realm] wolfman, Wu Mu!

At this moment, all the cultivators looked at Chu Yun.

They all knew that there was going to be a super battle that was going to be the focus of everyone's attention.

Chu Yun, to Fang Luo.

Although Fang Luo was as famous as Hua Feilong, Fan Jinlang, Xu Buruo and the others, he was still half a body taller.

As for Chu Yun, who had risen up like a comet, he was even more terrifying. Killing three Super Chosen s, Hua Feilong and Xu Buruo consecutively, his rising momentum was almost unstoppable.

In this sort of situation, everyone hoped that the two would have a true battle and decide the first place of the Dragon Gate Conference.

Feeling the anticipation of tens of thousands of people, Fang Luo smiled slightly, his eyes landed on Chu Yun who was below the stage.

There was no fire in their eyes.

Fang Luo would not be envious of Chu Yun, nor would Chu Yun be jealous of him.

This was a mutual understanding between Super Chosen s.

"Your Highness, how long do you need to rest?"

high father-in-law walked forward and handed a pill to him.

Fang Luo swallowed the pill, but he did not reply. He only closed his eyes.

Above his head, a dense white mist began to emanate. It was very thick, and it shot straight into the clouds.

"What is His Highness doing?"

"How strange."

Many cultivators revealed doubtful expressions.

"He's healing."

"I've long since heard that Your Highness' Mystery Cloud Martial Spirit is able to heal one's wounds. It can be considered that I've witnessed it today."

"So this is the effect of a Martial Spirit."

"Yeah, what do you think?"

Some of the cultivators, who were aware of the situation, muttered to themselves with yearning in their eyes.

After a while, Fang Luo opened his eyes again and said indifferently: "My injuries have already healed."

After the voice sounded, all the cultivators couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Isn't it too fast?

Previously, it was definitely not easy for Fang Luo to win against Song Xinghui, but now, it had only been an incense's time, and he had already succeeded in healing himself.

Chu Yun's eyes flashed with fighting spirit. He was well aware of what Fang Luo was trying to say.

This was a declaration of war on him.

His injuries had already healed, and he couldn't wait to have a big battle with himself.

Coincidentally, he had been waiting for this moment for too long.

Chu Yun laughed out wildly, and with an abnormal low profile, he leapt onto the stage and faced Fang Luo head on.

Without much of a waste of time, this was the tacit understanding between the top heaven's pride level experts.

Let's fight!

"Boom!"

Above Fang Luo's head, were dense dark clouds.

The sky seemed to have darkened, becoming extremely dark and gloomy.

Amongst them, there was also a thunderous roar mixed with a Qi wave that forced the surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

Heaven Level Eight, Mystery Martial Spirit.

Chu Yun also did not want to be outdone, after releasing his Heaven Ranked Level 9 Supreme Battle Soul, a dark and deep battle spirit with red pupils suddenly appeared behind him, like a god of war.

Facing Fang Luo, Chu Yun did not dare to underestimate him, and immediately displayed his strongest form.

"Crackle!"

Lightning flashed within the dense clouds, and the lightning was flickering. It was an unspeakably fierce and violent scene.

Under Fang Luo's control, the lightning bolt drew an eye-catching light in the sky and ruthlessly struck at Chu Yun.

The moment he made a move, he showed no mercy.

If he showed mercy in a battle of this level, it would be meaningless.

"Let me see how strong your lightning is!"

Chu Yun smiled slightly as he clenched his fist tightly. The secret imprint of the Thunder Flood Dragon flashed and transformed into a long lightning dragon, abruptly dispersing the electricity released by the dense cloud.

In the next second, Chu Yun appeared right in front of Fang Luo, raised his hand and smashed down fiercely.

Fang Luo's eyes were sharp and fierce as he raised his hand to press Chu Yun's fist down.

If he hadn't been prepared in advance, he would have had his arm broken by such a twist.

But Chu Yun had seen Fang Luo's battle, and knew that he was also from Body Refinement Expert, so there was no difference.

"Bam!"

The lightning bolt struck down from the dense cloud above Fang Luo's head, landing straight on his back.

Lightning flashed, and the Thunder Snake was blasted away by the light of Chu Yun's Black Iron Battleform, leaving no traces behind.

But Fang Luo used this chance to escape and kicked dozens of times in a row like raindrops.

Chu Yun's palms danced, every palm strike was just right, and firmly blocked the chain of kicks.

At that moment, the two separated from each other. Their eyes were calm.

The previous battle had happened too quickly, and also ended too quickly.2

To put it bluntly, the two of them had only been probing each other, and had not reached the stage of killing.

"Very strong."

Chu Yun evaluated Fang Luo in his heart.

Facing an opponent of this level, he couldn't let his guard down.

"A formidable foe."

Fang Luo also thought the same way.

He had personally witnessed the deaths of Hua Feilong and Xu Buruo.

Chu Yun's level, most likely surpassed his own.

The more interesting it was!

He secretly clenched his fist and took a deep breath before releasing his fist.

Fang Wu Jing looked at the scene on the stage, his smile growing wider.

No one was clearer of Fang Luo's strength than him, and what he had done meant that he was going to reveal his true strength.

The following battles would definitely be very exciting.

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