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"The winner—— Qin Lang!"

There is no suspense about the outcome. Facing Gu Feng who has completely lost his ability to resist, even a random player can easily defeat him.

The audience looked at each other, although some people guessed that Gu Feng would lose, they didn't expect him to lose so badly, they didn't even hit an attack, and even performed his "sleep skills" on the ring, just so unconscious It's really embarrassing to be eliminated.

Qin Lang walked down the ring slowly, and suddenly heard a burst of cheers from a distance.

He raised his head and looked over there, and it turned out that the winner was also decided in the arena over there.

He raised his eyebrows, thinking that it's no wonder so many players were surprised.

I saw a tall figure standing impressively on the ring in the distance, with a mask on his head, making his appearance invisible.

"Winner—the seventh of July."

As the reminder sounded, the whole venue suddenly exploded.

"The Prodigal Son Sword actually lost, how could it be possible?"

"Has another genius appeared?"

"The prodigal son's sword's operation skills are very strong, how could he lose to that reckless man!"

Many people who were paying attention to Qin Lang's arena couldn't help being puzzled. They really didn't expect that the prodigal son sword would lose to an unknown person.

The faces of the members of the Divine King Mian Guild were a little dignified. Their president was actually crushed, and it was different from Qin Lang's crush that used the sleeping potion to make the opponent fall into a deep sleep.

Their guild leader was really crushed by the opponent in the competition!

The strong man knocked out their president with a few violent strikes with a hammer.

The strong man had great strength and extremely high attack power. Even if the president used his sword to block, he was hammered back again and again. In the end, he couldn't hold back, and was directly beaten on the body by the hammer.

In the end, he could only fall unwillingly on the ring.

This is the truth of one strength and ten meetings!

"Who the hell is he? How could he be so strong?"

"July 7th, why have I never heard of this Changmeng man?"

"July 7th, is he a cowherd?"

"Don't be funny, maybe it's his birthday, or some important anniversary."

"July 7th..." Someone murmured, thought for a while, then his face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it: "Could it be..."

Soon someone also came to his senses, pointing at the tall body and said excitedly: "It's him, it must be him!"

"Longyuan, Yinyuan is back!"

"Longyuan? Is it the so-called king of PK, who turned out to represent Huaxia and was brutally abused by the Son of God of the United States?" asked a new player who didn't know much about the game circle.

"That's right, it's him, but before losing to the Son of God, he had a 120-game winning streak in the World Championship! He is a well-deserved king of PK!"

Someone explained: "It's not that Long Yuan is too old to die, but that the Son of God is really too strong."

"I heard that after he lost, he not only quit Tianyao, but also never logged into the game again. It was widely rumored that he had already retired, but I didn't expect him to come back!"

"Is it really him?"

"That figure is definitely his, and July 7th is the day when he was defeated by the Son of God.

"Long Yuan vs. Qin Lang, old and new kings clash, this is a good show!"

The audience was enthusiastic, and they were all looking forward to this wonderful final.

They didn't make them wait too long. After a 15-minute break, both Qin Lang and July Qi stepped into the ring.

Qin Lang looked at the tall man in front of him, and there was indeed some overlap with the figure in his impression.

He still has some respect for Long Yuan in his heart.

Long Yuan's name is like thunder, and everyone in the Huaxia game circle knows everyone. He was even his idol at one time. He also imagined that one day he would be able to stand on the world stage like Long Yuan and kill the world for them. District wins glory.

"The finals have officially begun!"

Qin Lang didn't move, but Long Yuan took the lead and walked towards him.

"If you can take my hammer, then you will be number one." Long Yuan spoke, his voice was serious and earnest, neither joking nor contemptuous.

Qin Lang frowned and said: "Are you sure?"

He was answered with a low "hmm".

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar!

As long as he takes a blow from him, he can become the number one? Is this a little too casual for Long Yuan? Or is he really so confident in his own strength?

From the previous games, they could roughly calculate that Qin Lang could pile up to about 500,000 HP, so does Long Yuan have the strength to beat him so much HP with one blow?

Besides, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that this pervert Qin Lang can still stand even if he is out of blood.

Xuehan in the auditorium held his hands tightly. He didn't participate in the qualifying match, and he didn't plan to come to watch the scene, but he rushed here after hearing the news of Longyuan's appearance.

His close friend has been in a slump since losing to the Son of God in the World Championship, and even made a decision to retire. Since then, he has not contacted Longyuan.

Unexpectedly, Longyuan still entered the sacred eternity, and planned to start over again, and continue to defend the PK glory of defending the Huaxia District for them.

On the arena, Long Yuan took out a huge golden war hammer.

There was a faint golden light on the warhammer.

Gold utensils!

"The power of crazy bones!"

"Iron arm!"

"Victory hymn!"

Seeing the many light effects emerging from Long Yuan's body, Qin Lang knew that he really wanted to decide the outcome with him, and he didn't slack off. He started to buff and took it very seriously.

"Lion Soul!"

"Tyrants!"

"Fearless!"

Suddenly he looked at the auditorium, and grinned at the corner of his mouth.

The audience didn't know what he wanted to do, but felt that his smile was a little weird, which made them feel cold.

"Serial Binding Seals!"

Qin Lang took out the concentric talisman as a sacrifice and used the chain binding seal.

In an instant, countless chains appeared out of thin air and locked all the thousands of spectators in the audience!

"Hey, what the hell are you doing!"

"You are so blind, what kind of skills are you throwing indiscriminately!"

"Brother Lang, you hit the wrong place. Your opponent is on stage."

"My God, I'm afraid this Qin Lang (of Wang Zhao's) is a blind and stupid bastard!"

Qin Lang didn't care about their ridicule and ridicule. The reason why he bound them was also to obtain the additional attack power bonus of the chain binding seal.

Finally, "Replace Potion!"

All attack power is converted into defense power.

He looked directly at Longyuan, nodded slightly, indicating that he could attack.

Holding the hammer in both hands, Long Yuan raised it high, and suddenly the veins on his two thick arms burst out.

"Hammer of Shocking God!" He shouted loudly.

Immediately, a crimson thunderbolt fell from the sky, striking directly at his sledgehammer.

With that terrifying power of thunder and lightning, he smashed towards Qin Lang with just such a hammer.

Qin Lang stretched out his palm, intending to stop the sledgehammer.

Immediately, countless players exclaimed that if the hammer fell, Qin Lang's hand would definitely be lost.

With a loud bang, the originally extremely hard ring collapsed, sending billows of dust and smoke. .