The feathers of night unfolded again, and Lu Chen, who was holding the trident, surged at a furious speed, relying on his instincts to rush straight towards the location where the energy was stirred.
The trident in his hand slashed horizontally, facing Qianliu who was charging towards him.
Qianliu saw a flash of anger in his eyes. The world in his eyes was so slow. He leaned back wildly, barely able to avoid the halberd.
The blade of the sword almost brushed the tip of his nose, and he could even see the surge of energy at the tip of the trident.
He just relied on inertia to slide forward and cut Lu Chen's ribs just as he was about to turn around.
Regardless of the sword injury, Lu Chen's claws had already moved towards Qianliu's body, and the divine burial cannons gathered in his palms and fired instantly.
Qianliu had no choice but to move away, but Lu Chen, who was unwilling to give up, pressed forward again, opening and closing with every move. Using his instinctive reaction, perception of danger, and the location of the energy agitation, he launched the ultimate counterattack against Qianliu. .
The figures of the two people in the field were seen flashing endlessly, and they could not be seen at all, but they could see the halberds bursting out and the sword light blooming.
The arena is riddled with holes like a chopping block, with countless scars cut out, and sword marks and halberd gleams appear on the barrier from time to time.
Visible to the naked eye, Lu Chen was injured less frequently. His attacks were able to threaten Qianliu and forced him to dodge, reducing the chance of taking action.
At this moment, Mo Wanrou and Jiang Jiuli became excited.
Since the start of the competition, Lu Chen is the only one who has been able to fight Qianliu for so long and is even still fighting.
If this continues, maybe there is a real possibility of victory.
However, Ren Jie's brows were always frowning, and the situation was not as optimistic as he imagined.
Although Lu Chen in the gatekeeper form is strong, his instincts are perverted enough. He even knows how to rely on energy disturbance to judge the position and the opponent's attack trajectory...
But...the attack is haphazard, the power is scattered, and the control is insufficient. It is good to be able to exert 50% to 60% of the power...
On the other hand, Qianliu, except for the wound on his cheek, has not suffered any injuries so far, and is still calm in the face of this situation.
And don't forget... Qianliu is also a demonic contracter. He still has demon transformation to activate. The reason why he hasn't activated it yet means that the battle situation is still under his control...
Ren Jie's heart also sank. Lu Chen did not let Qianliu use his full strength.
Even now...
The God Burial Cannon was blazing into the sky, and Lu Chen swung his halberd across, with bright red blood beads still on the tip of the halberd.
Qianliu's figure appeared, his silver-haired headband untied, and a blood mark on his neck was still bleeding.
Lu Chen smiled evilly: "I hurt you..."
At this moment, Qianliu's face was as gloomy as blood. He threw away the headphones hanging around his neck, pulled off the rags from his clothes, tied up his ponytail again, and said coldly:
"It's over... This will be the last drop of blood I shed because of you..."
Qianliu's pupils were filled with bright silver, his body was bursting with demonic energy, the area of the magic patterns expanded again, and his body even glowed with bright silver lightning.
"disease!"
With a "boom", the deafening sound of air explosions echoed endlessly, and the terrifying air waves tore apart all the energy gauze in the field.
Lu Chen instinctively used his trident to block it, but the trident was cut off on the spot, and a ferocious X-shaped sword wound appeared on Lu Chen's chest.
Then hundreds of scars appeared on his body. At this moment, Lu Chen's head tilted violently, and his whole body hit the barrier at high speed.
The horns of Yaksha were smashed into pieces, veins popped out on his forehead, and energy gathered in his claws.
However, the attack was shattered before it could be struck, and Lu Chen's body was sent flying again.
The sound of sonic booms was heard in the field, and Lu Chen's body was beaten everywhere, like a sandbag.
Bones were shattering and flesh and blood were being cut open. Lu Chen was hit by this storm-like attack and was unable to fight back. Qianliu was nowhere to be seen.
The speed of recovery was far slower than the speed of injury, and Lu Chen's consciousness was gradually peeling off.
Bao Dabao also looked nervously at the field. He knew that Brother Qianliu was serious...
Qianliu's attacks will not stop until Lu Chen is completely defeated.
Even Ren Jie's scalp was numb when he saw this scene. He couldn't even think of what method Lu Chen should use to defeat this guy...
"Boom!"
Lu Zhong, who had only breath left after being chopped down, hit the ground heavily, blood was flowing continuously, and the scarlet in his eyes seemed to be almost extinguished.
Lu Chen was seen shaking his arms, supporting the ground with his hands, roaring and trying to get up.
Qianliu's eyes were fierce, he grabbed Lu Chen's arm and swung it into the sky.
"Chaotianque!"
Countless rays of sword light bloomed in an instant, and they all struck Lu Chen. Even the sword light was dyed blood red.
His body fell to the ground like a broken sack, throwing up bursts of dust...
But Lu Chen was still holding on and slowly stood up...
Qianliu:! ! !
It flashed, raised a foot, and stepped heavily on Lu Chen's back and heart. When the kinetic energy bloomed, the earth trembled, and cracks like spider webs spread everywhere...
"Do you see clearly? Who is being stepped on by whom now?"
"In front of me, you are nothing, just a stepping stone! You were before! You are now! You will be in the future!"
Qianliu kicked him down again, and a numbing sound of bones was heard...
Even Wang Laotie had a look of reluctance on his face. Isn't this kid going to admit defeat?
However, Lu Chen couldn't hear anything at this moment. The world in front of him was dark, and his consciousness was blurred, as if he had returned to that afternoon again...
That afternoon he would never forget...
In Xia Jing's Lu family compound, Lu Chen was only six or seven years old at that time, the age at which he would be disliked by dogs.
That afternoon, Lu Chen was wearing a wooden stick around his waist, wearing a cloak made of red sheets, and a plastic gourd on his head. He searched around and found no one in the courtyard...
However, he still caught his parents. Little Lu Chen hurriedly ran over and said with a smile on his face: "Mom and Dad, there is no one at home today~"
"Would you like to play the game of suppressing demons with me? Brave and unafraid of difficulties, the hero Shen Dabao applies to fight!"
As he spoke, he pulled out the wooden stick from his waist and swung his cloak, his face full of heroic spirit. It would have been even more perfect if the plastic gourd on his head had not fallen to the ground...
Lu Chen's parents looked at little Lu Chen with complicated expressions in their eyes. Lu Chen's mother's eyes were red and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she was pulled by Lu Qianshan and remained silent.
Instead, he reluctantly held little Lu Chen in his arms and hugged him tightly. Lu Chen even felt a little uncomfortable in the hug.
Lu Chen frowned: "Mom! What's wrong?"
Lu Chen's mother smiled and shook her head: "Mom, it's okay~"
Lu Qianshan, on the other hand, touched the top of Lu Chen's head lovingly.
"Good boy Shen~ Instead of playing the game of suppressing demons today, how about we play hide and seek?"
Lu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Okay! Great for hide-and-seek! Whoever is found will be beaten to death!"
Lu Qianshan laughed loudly: "Play ten! Just close your eyes and count to one hundred silently, then come back..."
Lu Chen obediently covered his eyes and began to count loudly...
He also secretly spread his fingers and peeked with his big eyes...
Lu Chen's father smiled helplessly: "You little naughty boy, turn around with your back to us, close your eyes and check the numbers, don't sneak around and peek, you have to count a hundred before you can start looking..."
Lu Chen pouted: (◦`~´◦) "Okay..."
Then he turned around obediently, covered his eyes and counted loudly: "100! 99! 98..."
Lu Chen's parents looked at the little figure counting the numbers carefully in the yard, their eyes already filled with tears.
Finally biting their lower lips, they disappeared into the yard hand in hand. They didn't dare to look back, because they were afraid that if they looked back, they would be reluctant to leave...
Lu Chen was the only one standing alone in the yard with his back to the door, his childish counting sounds echoing endlessly...
“68…54…23…10…”
