After calming down the turbulence in his body, Luo Peng walked towards Lichou. In his opinion, Lichou was at the end of his strength and could not make any trouble.
"As expected of a Grade A talent, he reached such strength so quickly and is good at accomplishing the impossible. However, he still failed to defeat me in the end."
Luo Peng stopped, looked at Lichou who was hurt by his own spear and was in great pain, and gave a winner's speech.
Then, holding the handle of the gun in his hand, it seemed to be another killing move, Spike. Luo Peng knew that his condition could not support the next battle, so he simply tried his best to end the battle quickly.
Lichou's eyes narrowed. He must not let Luo Peng use this move. If he was in such a good state, he might die immediately if he was hit by another shot.
Beidou posture, open!
The phantom of the Big Dipper appears behind it.
In an instant, Lichou felt that his condition had recovered, and the remaining gun spirit of Luo Peng had been suppressed. However, this injury also accelerated the consumption of Beidou's power, and he had no time to think about it.
War pattern blade.
The flowing light steps on the shadow.
He rushed straight towards Luo Peng, interrupted Luo Peng's energy accumulation with a sword, and left a sword wound on his arm.
Everything happened too fast. Luo Peng noticed something unusual and went back to guard, but he was still hit by Lichou's sword. It was just a sword wound. What puzzled him was that Lichou still had the power to fight back at this time?
Even though Lichou was resurrected with full health, after initially suppressing Luo Peng, the initiative gradually returned to Luo Peng's hands. Facing Luo Peng's marksmanship, Lichou still looked immature, even though he had Lu Zhu's unique bamboo sword swordsmanship. He and Qi Liu's sword intention helped him improve his sword skills rapidly, but after all, he was just a beginner, and it was already difficult to resist Luo Peng's marksmanship.
The situation seems to be back to the same as it was at the beginning. The difference is that the two people have consumed a lot. There is only one star left in the seven stars of the Beidou posture. Luo Peng was first burned by the dark flames, and then the golden armor was broken. Under Beidou Zhi's Lichou battle, his spiritual energy reserves dropped rapidly.
"I don't believe that your secret technique can last forever!"
After Luo Peng's fierce attack, Lichou's last star was extinguished after all. After all, Beidou's posture was not designed for continuous combat. It was only suitable for short-term emergency measures, and unlike the condensed combat clone, recovery was very slow.
Um?
Luo Peng was overjoyed and smiled, thinking to himself that he had succeeded. If he continued, he would not be able to hold on anymore.
Bang bang bang...
Without the posture of Beidou, Lichou's injuries showed up, and the fatigue of the battle was also fully revealed. Facing Luo Peng's spear, he could barely resist it. Even the Dark Flame Dragon Armor was the same. His defense was greatly reduced, and he was beaten to pieces. A lot of new gunshot wounds have been added.
Huhuhu...
Facing the attacks like a hail of gunfire, Lichou was already overwhelmed. He felt tired, very tired, very tired. This was also natural. In order to rush to increase the speed of condensing the combat clone, he guided the evil energy to assist, and in order to eliminate the influence of the evil energy, he used meditation Although the spell and the Calming Charm consume little energy, it is very mentally draining when used so frequently. In the end, the problem was exposed in this battle.
His arms became heavier and heavier, and he felt heavy every time he swung his sword to deal with Luo Peng's attacks.
And Luo Peng was also frowning. He looked like he was going to fall with the next shot, but he still persisted. How could his will be so firm, he would fall to me!
Moreover, it can transform the war pattern into a blade. Even if the war pattern cannot be transformed into a standard shield, it can still be resisted by large-area items similar to shields. This shows that Lichou does not just want to defend blindly, but he still wants to win, counterattack, and turn defeat into victory. .
Why would he still want to turn defeat into victory at this point? His arms could no longer hold the sword. He should have reached his limit.
Lichou looked as if he was about to fall down with the next blow, but it was still like that after the next blow, like a candle in the wind, but it could never be truly extinguished.
"Huh? The more he fights, the more courage he has. He is just one chance away. If he succeeds, he can hope to become one of the 128 victors."
The Hundred Victory Battle was coming to an end, and each of them stopped holding back and tried their best to fight. In the subsequent competition, there were many talents that made people shine. Although Lingfeng was more playful, he was also very concerned about the competition, watching at the same time. There are more than ten battle scenes, and the scenes are constantly switching.
The scene of the battle between Lichou and Luo Peng made Lingfeng stay for a while. In his opinion, if Lichou could really understand the essence of the bamboo sword swordsmanship from this battle, and become more courageous with each battle, it would be great. Hoping to advance from the 100-win game.
However, there was still a lack of an opportunity, and Lichou also felt the bottleneck. A thin film appeared on the road ahead. As long as he broke through it, he could make rapid progress. However, when he got closer, the thin film seemed to be further away.
In this way, Lichou only instinctively resisted Luo Peng's attacks, and her body and mind were completely focused on how to break through the obstacle.
At this moment, a message rang out.
The ninety-eighth winner is born.
The news didn't stop.
The ninety-ninth winner is born.
The 100th Yum Victor is born.
...
The 111th Yum Victor is born.
A series of news shocked the hearts of everyone who was still fighting. More than ten Yum winners were born in a row. This meant that there were not enough places. Those who were close to Yum were working harder, while those who were still far behind seemed anxious.
At this time, Lu Xiaoer, who entered the battle after winning eighty-eight wins, suddenly turned pale. He knew very well that now, even if he had less than ninety-seven wins, it would be difficult to get 100 wins. There were only seventeen places left. The subsequent battles are becoming more and more difficult. It is not easy to win two battles when the battle clone is full. In addition, it is time-consuming to condense the battle clone.
Therefore, Lu Xiaoer, who has only won 88 games, has basically no hope of advancing.
It was not only Lu Xiaoer who was shocked by this news, but also Lichou and Luo Peng.
Luo Peng shook his head and realized that he had no hope of getting Yum. His face was a little ugly, and he stopped attacking for a while.
Li Chou's body was shaken.
So what if we win? What if we reunite our fighting clones and are lucky enough to win two or three games? I have to continue to gather the combat clones, and I can't catch up.
No, no, I can't give up, fight! war! war!
Lichou suddenly had a myriad of thoughts in her heart. For a moment she felt that the defeat was certain, and for a moment she felt that it was not the end yet.
At this time, Luo Peng, who had accepted the reality, came back to his senses, looked at Lichou who was stunned, and planned to end the battle.
The spear thrust out.
Just when he was about to be stabbed, Lichou's momentum surged.
"What?!....Bamboo?"
Luo Peng's expression suddenly changed. He felt something bad and wanted to retreat. The green bamboo appeared in front of him. It seemed different from before. It no longer looked like a flower stand, and he felt faintly threatened.
Lichou, who was "dumb", slowly grasped the sword with war patterns. The war patterns changed and ignited white flames. After the war patterns were ignited, they were no longer pure white, but had a faint red color, and seemed to be spreading. sign.
In the realm of swords, the more you fight, the more courageous you become.
