peerless teacher

The disciple's shoulders were crippled, even if he returned to the ring, he would not be able to win.

Xuanyuan Po stopped attacking, retrieved the silver sauce, and got off the ring.

clap clap clap!

There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience. This battle was really good.

Ordinary people don't understand techniques and tactics, they just watch the excitement.

For example, in various football matches, fans like to watch the two sides play against each other. The team that hides and defends will basically be sprayed.

"Master Sun, congratulations!"

"Ling Gaotu is really powerful. He deserves the title of Spear King."

"The Lord of Champions is none other than him!"

With the name of congratulations, all kinds of powerful people came to Sun Mo's side, trying to get close to him.

Some seniors are not used to these people praising Sun Mo, but after thinking about it carefully, they are not exaggerating.

Among the top four, two are Sun Mo's disciples. With luck, they can win the championship and runner-up.

Sun Mo thanked the guests behind closed doors, and used the rest time to do his best to take care of Jiang Leng and Xuanyuan Po's health.

"You guys have to work hard!"

Li Ziqi is also concerned about all kinds of things, wishing to confess the two of them.

"Isn't it too exaggerated for you to do this?"

Jiang Leng was not used to it.

"We must win and win the championship and runner-up. Our teacher is the well-deserved No.1 teacher in Kyushu in terms of teaching and educating people."

Lu Zhiruo was also very excited.

It's useless for a famous teacher to boast that he is good, he must have a direct disciple who has achieved good results.

Two days later, the semifinals began.

In the first game, Jiang Leng played against Zeng Sheng.

Because in the match against Ying Baiwu, Zeng Sheng lost five psychic beasts, and as we all know, more than [-]% of the combat power of a psychic depends on whether the battle pet is strong or not.

So this battle, Jiang Leng won with ease.

However, the violence in the game was insufficient, and the excitement was greatly reduced, which disappointed the audience.

"Oye, the tactics are successful!"

Lu Zhiruo and Xian Yuwei cheered and clapped their hands in celebration.

The champion is stable!

Li Ziqi smiled openly.

Jiang Leng retained his strength, and in the other match, even if Yuan Yuan beat Xuanyuan Po, it would be a tragic victory, and he would definitely lose to Junior Brother Jiang who was waiting for work.

In the spectator seats, the famous teachers looked envious, helpless, and desperate.

"It's good to have more apprentices, and you can fight the war of attrition!"

"If the final is a civil war between Sun Mo's disciples, then we will all lose face."

"Be confident and remove the 'if'."

Many seniors wanted to leave the table, but in the end they didn't because they really wanted to watch Xuanyuan play against Yuan Yuan.

The two youths, who were only two years apart in age, rushed towards each other with guns after performing the ceremony politely.

Flood dragons go out to sea, thousands of miles away!

boom!

Under Yuan Yuan's unique skill, the aura on the ring became viscous, making it difficult for people to move. Then, a golden flood dragon suddenly appeared and slammed into Xuanyuan Po head-on.

The momentum of the fighting ghosts continues unabated.

Nine-turn Flame Tornado!

Roar!Roar!Roar!

Nine giant dragons, with their teeth and claws open, surged out of nothing with the rotation of the silver spear, besieging and killing Yuan Yuan.

Whoa!

No one expected that the two of them performed their stunts as soon as they came up, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

Those spectators who were close to the ring were even more sore by the manic airflow and their hair fluttered.

boom!boom!boom!

The stunt collided, and the aura exploded.

The two people who didn't take advantage of each other got close, and the spears stabbed each other. Every time they collided, there would be sparks splashing.

When the number of sparks exceeded a hundred and the stars scattered on the ring, Xuanyuan Po performed his stunt again.

Deflagration!

Those sparks immediately burned violently, but before they were completely ignited and exploded, they were blown away by a sea-like air current.

"careful!"

The famous teachers were in a hurry, and rushed to extinguish them.

Otherwise, these sparks will float into the crowd and kill a large number of people.

The five-star master teacher who served as the referee quickly stepped back and stood on the edge of the ring. There was no way he could be injured in a battle of this level.

As for the game going wrong, he couldn't stop it in time?

Please!

This is beyond the control of a famous teacher with his own strength, life and death are up to God!

The two kept blasting their stunts and fighting each other.

defense?

That's what girls do!

The audience was dazzled, but Sun Mo's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Teacher, what's the matter? Is the form not good?"

Lu Zhiruo noticed Sun Mo's expression and was a little worried.

"Xuanyuan is on the top, and we are about to enter a state of forgetting things and me."

Sun Mo was worried.

In the previous matches, Xuanyuan Po was able to maintain his sanity, but now, he should have met the opponent he had never seen in his life, and his fighting spirit and potential had been fully stimulated.

He no longer cared about it, and threw himself into the battle with all his heart.

"Epiphany in battle? Is this a good thing?"

Li Ziqi blinked.

"It's a good thing for anyone, but Xuanyuan..."

Sun Mo turned his head and looked at the high-star master teachers on the referee's bench. As expected, these old guys' expressions changed from excited and admiring to frowning, guessing, and even started whispering.

This trouble is big!

Chapter 1266 Xuanyuan Po's True Identity

After so many years, Sun Mo's disciples have already become famous.

Needless to say, Li Ziqi, the empress of the Tang Dynasty, broke the record of the youngest master teacher, while Xuanyuan Po and Ying Baiwu, one is known as the number one spear king among the younger generation, and the other is Jebe's sharp shot.

In the past few years, many people have come here especially to challenge Xuanyuan Po, but they were all defeated by him.

Before the Battle of Heroes started, some people had already said that he was the number one attacker in Kyushu. Facts have proved that Xuanyuan Po is worthy of this title.

His battles are either instant kills, or controlled within 3 minutes. It can be said that he is a mess of strength and domineering.

Yuan Yuan also used the gun, so he was naturally unconvinced, so when the battle started, the two sides would attack without reservation, and the fight was to kill the opponent before being killed by the opponent.

But after 5 minutes of pouring firepower, Yuan Yuan was at a disadvantage.

There is no difference in skills and actual combat experience between the two sides, but in terms of will, Yuan Yuan will feel pain, and when he is really facing an attack that may kill him, he will be nervous, which makes his moves somewhat different. Dull and out of shape.

But Xuanyuan Po was not in a good mood, as if the body that was hit was not his own.

There is no way, if this goes on, he will definitely lose, so Yuan Yuan decisively switched from offense to defense, ready to fight defense.

As long as the opponent can't attack for a long time and loses his momentum, he will win.

Seeing this scene, he was amazed everywhere, because it meant that, in terms of offense, Yuan Yuan admitted that he was not as good as Xuanyuan Po.

You know, since the start of the war, Yuan Yuan has also relied on a silver gun to kill the Quartet, and it is useless to kill the enemy in seconds.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Laymen watched the fun, experts watched the doorway, and practitioners were dumbfounded when they saw Xuanyuan Po who was not afraid of life and death.

Death is the greatest fear in life, and it is a mark engraved on instinct, but this young man with a silver gun really doesn't care.

"This is the supremacy of martial arts, the rest is nothing to worry about!"

That six-star master teacher who kept saying bad things about Sun Mo was almost drooling with envy. This young man would definitely become the king of spears.

"Stable!"

Lu Zhiruo and Xian Yuwei clapped their hands together, then hugged each other again, cheering happily.

Others thought that Xuanyuan Po was unparalleled in attack, but only his fellow disciples knew that the truly terrifying thing about a fighting ghost was the strong spiritual energy reserves in his body and his explosive recovery power.

Yuan Yuan wanted to wait for Xuanyuan Po to exhaust himself?

joke.

This kind of offensive, the fighting ghost can last for a quarter of an hour!

Sure enough, after Yuan Yuan defended with all his strength, Xuanyuan Po had no more interference, and he could attack boldly with more confidence. He greeted each other with various moves in turn.

"Pretty!"

Those practitioners who know how to practice are cheering again.

In this battle, the attack was beautiful, and the defense was also beautiful, but Yuan Yuan had a hard time, because he found that it was more and more difficult for him to block.

If you go on like this, you will lose!

This discovery is so disappointing.

Because this meant that he was not as good as the other party, but in a flash, Yuan Yuan adjusted his mentality and began to think of a way.

If you can't beat the opponent, then you have to decide the winner in a short time, so you can only use special skills.

Yuan Yuan roared angrily, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out.

Possessed by the gun god, the shadow of a hundred battles!

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Seven phantoms that were exactly the same as Yuan Yuan split out from him, besieged and killed Xuanyuan Po, and each of them performed a unique skill.

This is Yuan Yuan's ultimate stunt. He can split part of his soul to form a gun shadow, which can attack independently without the command of the body.

The fire is burning, the sky is dying, and the world is dying!

boom!

Xuanyuan Po's whole body seemed to be ignited after being doused with gasoline, and directly burned into a torch. Whatever the flame on his body touched, it would be ignited.

Those phantoms, like candles, all burned up.

The masters of the referee team immediately strengthened their defenses to prevent the audience around the ring from being burned to death.

Even so, the audience was frightened. At this time, the arena was full of flames, and the scorching heat burned their skin and made them retreat subconsciously.