Douluo: The Richest Man, Starting from the Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 237

Since Xiao Hongchen fell one step later, according to the rules of the competition, the Sun Moon Royal Academy of Soul Guidance could only be declared the winner of this competition.

A group of Hao Tingkun rushed onto the competition stage, then slowly lifted up Xiao Hongchen who was unconscious on the ground, and took him away from the competition scene to go for treatment.

And the Noumenon Sect is no exception.

"It is estimated that the captain's injury will not heal within three or four days."

After sending the injured Meng Hongchen to the infirmary, Hong Xiaodong returned to the waiting area with a sad expression on his face.

However, Hao Tingkun smiled disapprovingly: "Cut! What's there to be afraid of? Isn't Long Xiaochen from the Noumenon Sect injured as badly? It is estimated that lying down for three or four days is not enough."

Zhao Shuting also agreed and said: "There is really nothing to be afraid of. The two strongest members of their body sect representative team have already been eliminated."

"As long as we succeed in the next competition, isn't No.2 within easy reach?"

The other members of the Sun Moon team also nodded and said: "Let's work hard together. If you can't win the championship this time, you should also get second. At least don't disappoint the captain's efforts."

The palms of several people overlapped, and then pressed down hard, shouting loudly: "Team Sun and Moon, we must win!"

In the remaining individual elimination rounds, the players of Team Sun and Moon were almost all holding back their energy.

In particular, Hao Tingkun and Zhao Shuting exchanged one for two, giving the remaining members of Team Sun and Moon a chance to win.

These few games were indeed just like what Zhao Shuting said, when Noumenon sect lost the strongman Long Xiaochen, its advantage became less obvious.

The fat man named Ah Mu in the auditorium smiled triumphantly, "Feng, don't you have nothing to say now?"

"Hmph! Ah Mu, where is this going? After the individual knockout round, there will be a team competition. Just wait and see, the Noumenon sect will definitely win."

"Then I'll just wait and see." Ah Mu shook his head dumbfounded, Feng is good at everything, but easy to get on top of.

But half of his net worth has been suppressed, so it's no wonder he competes so much.

For Ah Mu, it’s a small gamble, and the bets he bet each time are not very big, so for him, he feels happy when he wins, and it’s no big deal if he loses.

After the individual knockout round, Team Sun Moon has already won the knockout round with a slight advantage, and then they have a team match with Ontology Zong. If they win, they will be able to enter the final.

When the two sides stepped onto the stage, both sides were exceptionally unanimous in the absence of one person, that is, the captains of both sides did not appear on the stage.

In an instant, it became a six-to-six match, and the referee waved his hand.

"The team competition between the two sides has officially started!"

Because all the players in the main body have been matched with flying soul guides, the airspace advantage of the Sun and Moon team has disappeared.

Before the start of the team competition, the Sun and Moon team had already discussed and changed their battle strategy, and they did not rush forward, let alone soar into the sky.

Instead, they released their spirits and spirit rings one by one, and the intense fluctuations in their spirit power made the air whine uncontrollably.

Stopping without moving, the metal disc was thrown on the ground, and there was a friction sound of metal colliding on the ground.

Hao Tingkun and Zhao Shuting turned into soul guide batteries and stood by at the same time.

While the others held the soul guide shields and formed a cone formation to firmly protect the two of them in the middle.

Immediately after a few "whoosh", a large number of shells soared into the sky, locking onto a group of people from Noumenon Sect as if they had eyes.

A person named Yang Xi'an from Noumenon sect rushed forward first, with a pair of extremely thick giant hands attached to both ends of his original arms.

If you look carefully, it's just a phantom, and this is also his main body martial soul, a pair of arms!
"Boom!"

The crackling sound resounded in the air, and many people couldn't help covering their ears, which showed how loud the sound was.

The palm prints all over the sky changed more and more like money-free ones, and finally turned into a "wall" with a diameter of about five or six meters, and the bronze color was extremely dazzling.

This is Yang Xi'an's fifth soul skill, Qian Shan Shou.

Turning the palm prints into a defensive wall is still the third form of his martial soul, which is the initial form, and it will be even more serious if he successfully mutates into the second form.

Now this group of young people is able to break through the body spirit to the second form, only their captain Long Xiaochen.

All the cannonballs flying towards them hit them, while other people from Noumenon Sect hid in these walls.

Taking advantage of the end of the first wave of the Sun and Moon team's offensive, the Noumenon Sect representative team immediately seized the opportunity, and a man with long black hair took off in an instant.

The black hair on his head grew longer and longer until it lifted him off the ground, and then turned into a flexible long snake, piercing towards the Sun and Moon team overwhelmingly.

A contest between body martial arts and soul-guided technology is in full swing.

The two sides also showed their own special abilities, but the Sun and Moon team had an unprecedented fighting will.

Even though the opponent's strength is so strong, they are still holding on desperately when they hit the shield.

The long hair all over the sky is like a cage, trying to imprison them.

However, under the training of one round of shells, they are always far away from them.

"Ten thousand bone clusters!"

Thick, white bones grew out of his body surface, and this member of Noumenon Sect pressed his hands on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp bone spur with a length of more than ten meters and a height of five or six meters rose from the hard ground.

"Stop them all! Xiaodong, smash these bones!"

"Roger that!"

Finally, the battle lasted for almost an hour, and there were only two dilapidated soul guidance forts left on the scene, and the three trembling members of the Noumenon Sect who supported each other.

As the last two shells flew out, the three members of Noumenon Sect couldn't dodge even if they wanted to, because these shells also had a locking function, not to mention that their physical strength had all been exhausted.

"boom!"

The three of Noumenon Sect were blown up in an instant, then fell to the ground and passed out.

After dispelling the form of the soul guide fort, Hao Tingkun and Zhao Shuting supported each other, and then they laughed heartily.

"We won, we finally won!"

"Yeah, it's just a pity..."

"What a pity?"

Hao Tingkun shook his head crying and laughing, "Unfortunately, this is not the final, and the opponent is not Shrek Academy."

Yes, even if they won the ontology sect in this game, but this time they can only get No.2 in the competition.

Just like the last Soul Fighting Competition, he can only be the second child again.

If this continues, perhaps in the near future, Jianghu will give them the title of "Millennium Second" to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy.

It's a bit disrespectful.

This time the fat man in the auditorium smiled even more happily!

Compared with him, the person sitting next to him scolded with wide eyes: "Why? Why!"

(End of this chapter)