The Legend of the Dragon King

Looking at the blue, Tang Mailin looked peaceful. He watched the two previous matches with blue, and had already figured out a way to deal with them.

With a white halo flashing beneath her blue feet and a creeping soul at her shoulders, she didn't pause at all, and her hands made a push-up motion in the direction of Tang Mailin.

Suddenly, at the foot of Tang Dynasty Lin, a circle of earthy yellow halo appeared, a stone column instantly swept up, turning into a solid stone cell to trap him.

If it was Xie Xie, she might be able to rush out of the stone prison range in a moment with blue hands, but Tang Mailin obviously didn't have that speed, so she didn't move at all.

The top of the stone column is arcuate closed and is a completely confined space-like closure.

That's how she won the first two contests, including Blue, and as a native element controller, she chose to control the route. Her first spiritual technique, although only 10 years old, is powerful and directly restricts the opponent. But also because it was a decade, the restrictions on her were not insignificant, for example, that she would not be able to use it again for at least twenty seconds once.

If it's on the battlefield, it's probably the only chance she's got.

Changkong will start reading for a second after the learner is trapped. You can't leave this stone jail for ten seconds, even if you lose.

With Blue winning the first game, the second one was faster. The learner tried to rush out of the stone prison range from the beginning. As a result, the stone prison was too fast. He stepped to the edge and flew directly to the top. If he was not caught in time by the dancing sky, he would be unable to take care of his life.

Tang Mailin obviously did not want to challenge the idea of high altitude, so he did not move, leaving Shijun to trap himself.

“Ten...” The dancer begins reading with no expression on his face. At the end of the first Blue Contest, he said, fighting the control spiritualist, being controlled for 10 seconds, that's no different than dying, so he gave only 10 seconds. Get out of trouble, lose if you have blue, you can't get out, win if you have blue, it's that simple and rough.

Tang Mailin was not in any hurry. Lifting his arms, the gray light of the two sides was not obvious. There was already an extra forged hammer in each hand.

“Ix…”

“Boom -”

Thousand forged tungsten steel hammers up, blatantly smashing on two stone columns in front of themselves, dust flying, stone columns broken!

None of the “eight” danced out of the sky, and Tang Mailin came out of the gravel with a thousand forged tungsten hammer.

“This…” The whole class looked at him and couldn't help but breathe a sip of cool air. Even if he had met Tang Danglin several times, he didn't expect to rush out of the stone jail in this way.

The dancing sky also flashed a slight discoloration, nodding his head, "Tang Mai Lin Sheng.” In his eyes, it can be seen naturally that Tang Mailin is holding a pair of hammers without any soul power, not a soul conductor. Moreover, even if it is a soul conductor, what level can it promote with the soul power of Tang Danglin? This kid's strength is a little weird!

Thank you for staring at me. This guy, he even hid himself when he was fighting me before?

In fact, Tang Mailin is not really hidden. He never thought to fight with a forged hammer. Today, it is because of the need to break strong, which is why he took out his own thousand forged tungsten steel hammer. I didn't expect the hit to succeed, and the effect is very good.

Dancing Sky said to Xie Xie: “Xie Xie, it's your turn. ”

Xie ran into a person and went straight to the center of the venue, but his heart was somewhat depressed. This guy ate so much money in the morning, he knew he could fight him again in class. Why bother buying him a meal?

Tang Mailin turned to him with a double hammer. He was not sure about Xie Xie. Although he won last time, he also won oddly. At this time, holding the tungsten hammer, he suddenly had a wonderful feeling, as if the tungsten hammer had merged with his body, holding it, Tang Mailin was confident.

Suddenly, the chill sounded from the side while Xie was brewing the feeling and preparing to deal with Tang Mailin.

“In the fourth round, the second round, Xie meets the dancing sky. ”

“What?” Xie lost her voice and shouted, turning her head to the cold-blooded man god.

The dancing sky swept him cold, "Do you think this is going to be unfair in my class? You pick me up for an attack and then you fight Don Mae Lin. ”

Thank you for staring at him, "Dance teacher, you're not kidding. You are a teacher. ”

Dance Changkong had walked to Tang Danglin by now and waved at him. Tang Danglin backed aside with a hammer. Dance your right hand in the waist and unwrap your belt.

“Teacher, what are you doing?” Xie took two steps backwards to be vigilant, but soon he discovered that the dancing trousers fit perfectly and did not show any signs of falling even when he unwrapped his belt.

The dancer shook his wrist empty-handed, his belt straightened, and he said faintly: "I will not release my soul, you only need to take my sword.” As he said, his left foot took a step and the belt sword in his hand had stabbed past Xie.

Xie's experience in battle is arguably the richest of the entire class, instantly releasing the martial arts soul and retreating like a lightning bolt.

A joke. Isn't it mighty if you don't release your soul? With the support of soul power, belt swords are no different. Run first.

Xie was very confident in her speed and backed away while the light dragon dagger was in front of her.

However, a shock occurred to him, he quickly retreated, but the belt sword in the dance sky was always in front of him. It seemed like a straightforward stab, but he ran out of heart and couldn't avoid it.

“Bang!”

“Ouch! ”

In the moment before Xie's encounter in the impending prick, his belt softened again, punched him on the shoulder, flied him out, beat two rolls on the ground before climbing up, covering his shoulder with his teeth grinning.

And what's even scarier is that when you meet him on the forehead, the sweat instantly comes down. In the moment before Dance Sky hit him, he even felt that his life was about to end, that kind of strong oppression, which made his mind highly nervous and relaxed after being pulled out, became like this.

It's horrible. How powerful is the dance teacher?

“Take a minute off, then the finals.” The dancer shook his wrist empty-handed, his belt re-wrapped around his waist and walked aside.