Gao Wu: Get the krypton gold system at the beginning

However, with his dark attribute offensive talent, he also reached the top eight.

An Zhiyong picked up his iron gun and danced slowly and rhythmically.

Every time An Zhiyong danced the iron gun, it was like someone beating a drum.

dong dong dong ......

The sound of iron guns hitting the ground shook his mind.

Clark, on the other hand, was dressed in black, holding a dagger in his hand, and emitted black mist that enveloped the entire arena.

The audience outside the field could not clearly see the content of the competition for a while.

Only the strong can see clearly the battle shrouded in black mist

Clark took advantage of the cover of the black mist and moved his body close to the ring, quietly approaching An Zhiyong.

An Zhiyong simply waited where he was without any panic.

Just when Clark was approaching An Zhiyong.

An Zhiyong suddenly raised his head, swinging his right arm slightly, and suddenly thrust out the iron spear.

With a "swish" sound, the iron gun cut through the void, making a sharp whistle and pointing directly at Clark's chest.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Clark's mouth, his feet stepped on the ring, and his figure was like a ghost, dodging the attack of iron guns quickly.

The next moment, Clark appeared behind An Zhiyong, raised the dagger, and stabbed An Zhiyong in the neck.

An Zhiyong reacted quickly, swung the iron gun, and hit Clark hard at the back.

"Bang~~~" Clark's body shook, avoiding the iron gun

After the iron gun dance was completed, An Zhiyong suddenly jumped up and stabbed Clark who was standing not far away.

"Whoosh!" An Zhiyong was very fast and was approaching Clark in the blink of an eye.

An Zhiyong's iron spear was sharp and pointed directly between Clark's eyebrows.

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Clark's mouth. He raised his right foot slightly and turned his body slightly to avoid the iron gun.

At the same time, he jumped up and stabbed An Zhiyong in the back of the head with the dagger in his hand.

This kind of sneak attack is difficult to defend, because Clark is very fast and the distance is short, so there is no time to defend.

And at this moment, An Zhiyong flicked his wrist, and the iron spear swept out instantly like a dragon coming out of the sea.

"Brush!" A cold light suddenly appeared.

Clark felt a sharp pain in his neck. He hurriedly looked down and saw a small blood mark on his neck.

Clark was horrified. He knew that An Zhiyong's move was fatal, but he had no time to dodge.

An Zhiyong's iron gun is so weird, it seems that the attack route has been calculated in advance, so that it can accurately hit the target.

"Bang~~~" Clark leaned back and fell to the ground.

An Zhiyong took back his iron gun and walked to Clark

Clark covered his neck, blood flowing.He stared at An Zhiyong unwillingly with vicious eyes.

"What? You don't accept it?" An Zhiyong took back his iron gun and asked indifferently.

Although An Zhiyong had killed the Tianzhu warrior before, it was because of the reason that Jarawa had killed Chen Jiahao before.

An Zhiyong himself is not a murderous person.Otherwise, Clark's life could have been ended just now.

"You..." Clark wanted to continue fighting, but the blood from the wound on his neck couldn't stop pouring out.

"I give up!" Clark shouted unwillingly, covering his wound.

An Zhiyong smiled contemptuously and said, "Chengyi."

The referee then declared An Zhiyong the winner.The Chinese warriors fell into joy again.

The top four players this time include Julia, Wang Hao, An Zhiyong and Angel.

The semi-finals will be held in three days.

The top management of Huaguo is extremely satisfied with the record of two players reaching the semi-finals.

Wang Hao and An Zhiyong are the best among the younger generation of Huaguo. Their performance is very eye-catching, which makes Huaguo's senior officials excited.

And if the two develop normally, they will inevitably enter the realm of King Wu and become the backbone of the Chinese warriors.

Naturally, this kind of talent needs to be cultivated by the government.

As for Liang Zeyu, Chen Yuhang, Qiu Hongguang, and Su Rui, although they did not enter the semi-finals, they have all experienced the training of this competition and have huge potential in the future.

"Haha, good, good, good!"

Seeing the players of the Chinese team qualify for the semi-finals, the top leaders of the Chinese nation were extremely excited.

These people will be pillars of the future and deserve their key cultivation.

The leaders of the teams from each country all showed envious eyes.

"Why are these Chinese people so lucky? First there was An Zhiyong, and this time a more terrifying Wang Hao appeared." The strong leader of the Western European country cursed in a low voice.

At this time in the northwest base, Zhou Yaqing from the mercenary alliance was wearing a black silk skirt, sitting on the sofa, her legs crossed, one hand on the coffee table, the other hand holding her chin, staring at the computer screen.

What was displayed on the computer screen was the quarter-finals of the World Youth Warrior Competition that had just ended. The host was fully introducing Wang Hao and An Zhiyong, who had entered the top four.

Zhou Yaqing stared at Wang Hao's photo for a long time, narrowed her eyes, and murmured: "I wonder if I will meet you again in the future."

In the Magic City Mercenary Alliance, the Bison Team, who had just returned from a field mission, immediately inquired about the results of the youth competition.

After learning that Wang Hao entered the semi-finals, Liu Yiniu laughed loudly and said, "I really didn't expect it! That brat was able to enter the semi-finals. It's really surprising!"

Zhao Meng put down the corpse of the monster in his hand and said, "Great! I didn't expect Wang Hao to be able to make it this far.

Boss, when I get back, I must tell other people this news and make them jealous to death! "

"You, you have been thinking about showing off all day, so hurry up and improve your strength." Zhang Li curled his lips and said.

At this time, the wild cat kept staring at the screen showing Wang Hao's news, with a light shining in the depths of his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

There were still three days left, so Wang Hao declined all activities and just studied the eighth stele of the Xuanyuan Sword Canon in his room.

Wang Hao observed the pictures in the tablet step by step, practicing various attack moves over and over again, and became familiar with their operation methods.

In the past three days, although Wang Hao devoted himself wholeheartedly and his soul power had reached the level of an A-level pharmacist, he still could not fully control the flying sword.

Because the flying sword requires soul power to control, Wang Hao must first master his soul power skillfully to the extent that he can do whatever he wants before he can make the most accurate attack.

"Buzz~" Suddenly, Wang Hao's eyebrows trembled slightly, as if a gust of wind had blown by.

Immediately, Wang Hao opened his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I see, then I understand what to do." Wang Hao said to himself.

A silver flying sword appeared out of thin air in front of Wang Hao, which was composed of Wang Hao's soul power.

Wang Hao thought, and the silver flying sword disappeared instantly.

The next moment, it appeared beside him out of thin air and was held in his hand.

Although only for a brief second.