Immortal Martial God Chapter 330: Finals

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Chapter 330 Finals

Xiang Nan felt the strange changes in the meridians in his body, and couldn't tell the reason for a while, only felt that his whole body was extremely smooth.

He thinks that maybe this is what the half gourd predecessor said, rebirth from the ashes, and go to the next level.

Such a mysterious artistic conception made Xiang Nan very enjoyable and curious, and even forgot the time.

The fourth day after three days.

All the spectators have rushed to the arena since last night. Today is the day of the finals of the joint entrance exam. Hao Ranzong wins or loses, in one fell swoop.

On this day, there were no more players in the entire competition area, and everyone went to the audience.

Whether it is the children of Murong Wanqing and their five great families, or Mohai, Li Qingchuan, and Tieqimen, old friends who have long known Xiang Nan.

Or people who have only heard of Xiang Nan’s deeds but are not familiar with Xiang Nan are waiting in the audience to cheer for Xiang Nan.

Mr. Storyteller has long used that "wonderful pen to produce flowers" to describe Xiang Nan's battle as a god-like god, and it has attracted countless Haotian people to this battle, and they are extremely yearning.

There were huge crowds of people. Nearly 200,000 spectators sat quietly in the huge valley, and no one spoke up. This was their greatest respect for Xiang Nan with Shen Jingen.

In the center of the valley, a new ring was built, and only that Yi Dong stood quietly, waiting for his opponent.

Seeing that the sun has risen, but Haoranzong's direction is still not moving, everyone continues to wait.

From that day to Zhongtian, when the sun was blazing, there was still only Yi Dong in the ring.

In the afternoon, some viewers finally couldn't sit still and began to whisper.

"Although today is the last battle, as long as it can be finished by tomorrow, it doesn't have to be so long, right?"

"Could it be that Xiang Nan was scared? Can't bear such a huge psychological pressure and chose to escape?"

"Fart! Xiang Nan is actually the kind of person who has no responsibility. I am afraid that he is too injured and can't come..."

"I don’t think it’s necessary, martial artist, the body is very powerful, even if the limbs are cut off, can you pick it up? You can also climb over to greet the audience and give an explanation, right?"

In the afternoon, when the weather was the hottest, Xiang Nan still did not appear.

The elders of the twelve cases began to whisper, discussing where to go in today's finals.

Elder Shi Beihong stepped onto the sky and said to Yi Dong: "Xiang Nan has delayed time, Yi Dong, you are eligible to fight for your rights. If Fen Xiang Nan hasn’t arrived in the evening, you can directly apply for the co-authorship. Test the champion."

"Now, do you want to apply in advance."

The audience clashed.

Na Yidong carried his right hand upside down, and shook his head: "I don't want a virtual title, what I want is victory."

"Well said!"

At this moment, there was a thunderous applause in the sky, and all the audience turned their heads to look around. In the western sky, one person was flying high.

The corner of Yidong's mouth rose slightly: "You are here after all."

At that moment, there was thunderous applause from the audience.

Xiang Nan withdrew his vitality wings from the sky, fell down and stood firmly on the ring.

"Come! Haha, Xiang Nan is here!" Mo Hai and Li Qingchuan held each other's arms excitedly and shook them vigorously.

Xiang Nan landed, fluttered his robe and shook his fist, saying, "Let you wait a long time!"

Yi Dong smiled slightly: "It's hard to find a confidant, and a strong enemy is hard to come by, so why not wait a year?"

"What a refreshing man!" Xiang Nan exhaled and took out two wine jars: "Drink?"

Yi Dong shook his head and said: "Please."

Xiang Nan smiled heartily, holding two wine jars in both hands, dipping special drinks.

He had tormented for three days and three nights, and he needed the refreshingness of the spirits to dilute it. After the hot spirits flowed down his throat into his stomach, Xiang Nan felt full of energy and felt happy all over.

Drinked all the wine and threw the wine altar out of the ring, Xiang Nan said: "From the enemy's standpoint, I am determined to defeat you. Standing on the martial art standpoint, I appreciate what you just said. Words."

Yi Dong is rare. He took the initiative to take out his right hand outside of the battle, clasped his fists and said: "I also admire the spirit of Brother Xiang. You fought with Xiang Long, fighting the danger of death, and you must hide your backhand. ."

"You should do this not to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but for the overall situation of Haoranzong."

Xiang Nan was slightly startled: "You can see it."

Yi Dong smiled and said: "If I didn't guess wrong, you should not only release one clone of yours."

Hearing this, the audience was stunned. It turned out that Xiang Nan's clone can release more? Then why didn't he do this when he was fighting Xiang Long.

Is it to preserve the strength and the mystery of the cards?

Thinking of this, no one will be moved, and that life will be lost, and they can still keep a back hand for the next battle. This kind of courage is really not something ordinary people can have. If you are yourself, I am afraid there is something The trump cards have long been thrown out.

"Okay, now I announce that the finals of the twelve joint exams have officially begun!" Elder Shi Beihong finally gave the last order that many people expected.

"Please!" Xiang Nan made a please gesture to Yi Dong.

"Please!" Yi Dong also opened his right hand.

Xiang Nan smiled slightly, the gesture of "please" suddenly changed, and the palm of his hand was vacant, and he saw the giant knife slanting behind him buzzing, and it flew out with a whistle, falling accurately. Hands.

Na Yidong's eyes moved slightly: "So beautiful!"

Speaking, Yi Dong raised his right hand, the bandages scattered on his arm, and a golden eyeball condensed above his head.

When the golden light of that eyeball shining down, Yi Dong's strength skyrocketed, and his realm rose to the fifth level of Guiyuan. He easily took off his three long hair and shot it towards Xiang Nan.

These three repeated long hair are vigorous and powerful! It has the tenacity of ancient pine, and the sharpness of swords and guns!

But Xiang Nan only slightly raised his left hand. At first, he didn't have any vitality in his palm. When he caught the long hair, his vitality suddenly appeared! And it came without warning, at a rapid pace.

In an instant, the three long hair was caught by Qi Qi, and Xiang Nan filled the ring with vitality, but his body did not move back half a minute.

A strange look flashed in Yi Dong's eyes: "It's so smooth!"

A warrior wants to release more vitality within a predetermined period of time. The speed of releasing vitality is far from enough. It must use powerful martial arts to achieve the instantaneous explosion of vitality!

At this time, the number of meridians in Xiang Nan's body is already extremely complicated, four times that of humans! This means that at the same time, he can release more vitality that is difficult for ordinary people to reach without the explosion of vitality!

At the same time, it also means that no matter what kind of martial skills Xiang Nan cultivates, it will be four times smoother than ordinary human martial artists!

"Yi Dong, using this method again, I am afraid I will be slightly despised." Xiang Nan flipped his left hand, and San repeated his long hair whizzing through the sky, reflecting back towards Yi Dong.

That Yi Dong didn't dodge or dodge, three strands of long hair hit his body, and it made three crisp sounds, which made Yi Dongzhen fall backward half a step.

Yi Dong Daqi: "You can do it too?"

Xiang Nan smiled slightly: "It didn't work before, but now it works."

In the audience, half of the gourd took a sip of the old wine and shook his head and said: "Boy Xiang Nan made a profit this time. After he was put to death and reborn, he would get what ordinary people could not. /

"Fate? Fortune!"