Chapter 794

The cross sword condensed by the power of the Holy Spirit was smashed and turned into light and rain all over the sky. Gude was shocked and numb, which surprised him. He could not help but roar. More power of the Holy Spirit broke out and turned into a huge hammer, which exploded to Zongyuan twice.

Zongyuan snorted: "idiot! Are you going to compete with me? " With that, he raised his right hand, and the surging power surged out, and condensed into a heavy hammer, and then fiercely attacked him.

Around the heavy hammer, lightning and thunder, vigorous wind howling, its momentum is like nine days of thunder, thousands of miles of river flow back, earth shaking, shocking people. When the heavy hammer hits the air, the air will be compressed at high speed, forming a terrible shock wave. The tip of the shock wave is purple lightning, with infinite power.

When the two hammers collided, a huge explosion sounded again. Many people under the stage covered their ears, because the sound was really terrible. At the center of the explosion, there was light and gas, which made people unable to see what was going on inside. When the sound stops and the light disperses, people can see the result. At this time, Zongyuan stood expressionless in the center, while Gude was lying on the ground in confusion. His right arm had been smashed, and his body was extremely acid and numb. He lost his fighting power.

Goode's face twisted and glared at Zongyuan. The latter didn't look at him and walked down the platform slowly. This kind of neglect made him angry. He could not help shouting: "don't be arrogant, I will surpass you in the future."

"You can't do it today, not even tomorrow." Zongyuan languid tunnel.

Guangshao immediately announced the result of the competition: "Zhongtu daomen, Zhang Zongyuan wins, two points; Russian Orthodox Church, Gude, loses two points!"

As soon as the verdict was passed, the audience immediately began to talk about it. They were all very optimistic about Zongyuan.

"This son's magic power is very powerful, and his physical body is also strong. I think it is very hopeful to get the quota."

"It's not that easy. Don't you see the Catholics full of confidence? This son's victory has no effect on them at all. They must have an assassin's mace, which will be very dangerous to them

"As long as there is no serious injury or death, he is still very hopeful. After all, this is a round of points. Whether he can get the quota or not depends on the number of points."

In the crowd, several white Catholic children gave Zong Yuan a cold look. One of them said coldly, "this boy is interesting. It will be our competitor. Try to get rid of him."

"He is not weak, not inferior to us. If you want to get rid of him, you have to use the scroll. It's a bit reluctant." A curly haired boy grinned, "do you remember to make it up to me."

"These are small things. What is the scroll when you enter the testing ground?" The tall boy said coldly, "when you want ten scrolls, the Pope will also reward them!"

Here, Zong Yuan just returned to his seat, and the battle of Qinglian over there began. Qinglian's opponent is a white child of Weisheng knight in the peak stage, tall and tall. He saw the thin Qinglian, with an evil smile on his face, holding his hands and saying, "girl, how do you want me to teach you?"

Qinglian calmly looked at him, immediately urged the heart plate, crisp voice way: "kneel down!"

Her spiritual power is incomparably strong, once the use of heart plate technique, the power is extraordinary. The white child's brain "boom" a sound, a little struggle after the loss of ID consciousness, smirk kneeling on the ground.

Seeing the guests were surprised, I thought it was incredible. Just relying on the strength of their hearts to defeat each other, was the gap too big? You know, as long as there's a huge gap in mental power, that's what happens. If one person's spiritual strength is only three or five points stronger than another, it is absolutely impossible to achieve this step. When Qinglian does, it means that her spiritual strength is so strong that she can crush the real power level Paladin directly.

"In the small world of xuanhuang, Qinglian wins two points; in Anglican society, Huke loses and loses two points!" The results were announced quickly.

"Damn it!" In the distance, an Anglican Angel hit the ground with a heavy blow, and his face was gloomy. Among the 17 children, only one of them in the Anglican church lost the first game. How can they not be angry? In any case, the results have come out, they can not change, can only continue to wait, hope Huck can have a good performance next.

Zhang Jun has been quietly observing the battle between Zongyuan and Qinglian. In the previous few battles, he was very relieved because he knew Zongyuan's strength very well. These people were not rivals at all. It was not until a child from the Roman Catholic side stepped onto the stage that his expression became serious.

"Why, what's the difference with this boy?" Black eight hair felt Zhang Jun's abnormality and asked.

"He has a scroll on him." Zhang Jun frowned.

"You can't use magic tools, scrolls and so on during the game. That's the rule."

He shook his head: "the scroll is engraved on a child's body in a secret way. Strictly speaking, it's not cheating."

"Shameless!" Black eight is angry immediately, "this still does not calculate cheating?"

"It's in the body, too." Zhang Jun slightly frowned, "Zong Yuan wants to win a little difficult, but he as long as beat this one, then he has no problem."

"You can rest assured that Zongyuan's powerful magic power should be able to restrain the power on the scroll." "I have studied the Western scrolls, which are similar to the supernatural powers of the Middle Earth, but they are inspired in different ways."The white boy of Roman Catholicism was the first to come on stage. He hooked up with Zongyuan and said contemptuously, "boy, come up."

He said that if Zongyuan went up, it would be like accepting his order; if he did not go up, it would be tantamount to giving up. Zong Yuan saw the other party's intention. He grinned and said in a loud voice, "your mother is a nun."

The white kid was stunned. Is my mother a nun? What does that mean? However, he soon realized that Catholic nuns were celibate for life and could not marry. How could they give birth to him if they could not marry? Well, there's only one possibility. He's a nun who stole a man. To understand this, he couldn't help but get angry and roared, "I'm going to kill you!"

After successfully provoking each other, Zong Yuan hooked hands: "come down!"

The white boy didn't care about anything else. Now he just wanted to teach Zongyuan a lesson, so he jumped off the stage and killed himself. I saw his whole body burst out a strong white light, which is the power of spirit saint. The power of the Holy Spirit condensed into a pair of cross, which was severely branded downward. At the same time, he said, "judgment!"

Zongyuan's face sank and he roared. His whole body was shining, but he still blew out a fist. The divine power surged on the cross and burst into a flame. The cross exploded in a flash. Immediately, the white child's face showed a mischievous smile, he was once again bright, he said: "die to me! Stack attack

Within one hundredth of a second, he punched Zhang Jun twice. Strangely enough, the power of the two fists did not come out, but solidified in the air, and then combined into a single blow. The shadow of a fist flickers with light and thunders heavily at Zongyuan.

Zong Yuan could see clearly that when the opponent punched, the tattoo on his right arm twisted like a living one, releasing a kind of power similar to magic power.

"It's a stack attack. Interesting!" He was not surprised but pleased. As soon as his eyes lit up, he immediately launched a powerful magic power.

Powerful magical power can imitate all kinds of magical powers. The scroll power exerted by white children belongs to a kind of magic power, which is immediately understood by Zong Yuan and then sent out at the same time. He gave a big drink and said, "you also eat my fist, attack stack!"

He made two punches as quickly as he could. The shadow of the fist did not die out. He superimposed a golden fist seal in the void, and then he bombarded forward fiercely. The two fists and seals collided with each other in different order. They even sent out a huge roar of mountains and rivers, and then they were annihilated in the explosion of immeasurable brilliance. The strong shock wave scattered in all directions, forcing many people nearby to use their power to resist.

The plan to kill with one shot failed, and the white child's face was incredible, and the other side actually mastered the similar scroll power! How could that be possible! Naturally, he did not expect that Zongyuan's powerful supernatural powers could imitate everything and specialize in other supernatural powers.

Zong Yuan looked at each other with a smile and said, "nuns can't save you. You're doomed to lose today."

The white child was once again infuriated, he "ow" a cry, twice shot, hard to attack Zongyuan. The two people's realm is similar, but no doubt Zong Yuan is better than the other party, who won in three minutes. In the end, the white child was beaten black and blue, and came down the stage with a face of resentment.

"Asshole!"

Under the stage, the white children who had discussed to get rid of Zong Yuan were green. They didn't expect that the foolproof plan had failed. They couldn't accept the result.

"What a waste! It seems that I can only do it! " "Let him taste the power of the fury of the earth!" said the tall white child

When Zong Yuan won consecutive victories in LianZhan, Qinglian didn't let people down. She often used the skill of pushing heart plate to defeat her opponent easily. Even if she met a half step magical opponent, her heart disc technique was still effective, but it was not so smooth, and it took about a minute. This minute or so, the other side will naturally launch an attack, but Qinglian is not weak. Lack of combat experience does not mean that you can't fight.

In this way, Zong Yuan won the battle again and again, and finally defeated the only God warrior left in the holy religion. Like Zong Yuan, this God warrior has won all the way and never lost. Both of them knew that even if the other side lost this game, he would definitely be able to enter the top ten and get the quota. However, this does not stop the fierce battle between the two sides. Both Zongyuan and the children of God soldiers want to defeat each other. This situation is just like the encounter of natural enemies.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy. You won't win!" The child of God warrior is cold.

Zongyuan grinned and said, "I'll bet you that you'll lose this game."

"Bet on what?" The child of God warrior moved in his heart and asked immediately.

"Bet on personal freedom." Zong Yuan said with a smile, "if I lose, I will not only give up this talent meeting, but also become your servant. In the same way, if you lose, you have to give up the genius Convention and become my servant. "

The God warrior was surprised and subconsciously looked at the yangtianxuan under the stage. Obviously, as a small soldier, he can't decide such a big thing. But yangtianxuan's face looked ugly. He was staring at Zongyuan, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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